Alexandria said:Clearly audible above the murmurs and applause of those gathered, the sound of clapping can be heard from the side. Slow, measured, tinged with steel and gaining in volume with each clap."How... very... touching," a lilting, smoky voice enunciates and the clapping stops.A velvety indigo fog roils through the crystal wards of Hallifax. The fog carries a soft, intoxicating scent that promises dark triumphs and pleasures alike as a presence manifests somewhere within the city.Essence still dripping idly from Her palms, Czixi hovers perfectly still, Her eyes fading to pure grey as they lock on the mist before Her. With a curl of Her lips, Her face transforms into an ugly snarl.The cinerous mists about the gardens stir and bleed to a vivid indigo hue in the vicinity of the voice, dispersing slowly to reveal the radiant figure of Drocilla leaning languidly against the air itself. Her hands are gathered before Her, armoured hand frozen mid-clap upon the other palm.
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'boob monster' encapsulates the feeling I've had about that picture for such a long time but have never been able to express this concisely.Daraius said:Hey Gurashi, can you draw a generic igasho so I don't have to envision the boob monster portrayed on the website?