I answered no, mainly for the fact I've been playing Anita for a definite 4 out of the 6 years she's been created. I have way too much time and money invested into her, enjoy her character arc and am pretty darn pleased with where she is at now. PVP…
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You can speak the languages that you've learnt with Bookbinding, even when dormant. I know I can. I currently do not have it active, it's in my dormant list and yet I can speak Loboshigaru as a Tae'dae! (and I haven't changeling'd into a d…
Tambador quickly unwraps a thank-you present wrapped in mauve paper with black and white ribbons, which sprays glittering silver dust and cheerful confetti into the air, and grins enormously upon receiving 91…
An illuminated gazebo at twilight. Hundreds of fairy lights wrap like vines around the bannisters of the grand staircase, illuminating the way down into this twilit garden. The air is warmer here, the honey-sweet scent of roses and …
Twilit paradise of midnight roses. (#DAWNLIGHT_19) One enters the hushed din of this twilit paradise garden, tall bushes enclosing the area with only the sky for a view above. The sky is painted with the colours …
I think there was plenty of time to do a design from the announcement of the theme. Everyone is in the same boat that way. That's the whole point of twists too, you don't know they're coming!
Appearance: a swirling vortex cup cake of impending doom Dropped: Resting here upon the ground is a pitch-black cup cake decorated with a swirling mass of dark whipped cream on top. Examined: This desolate cup cake is …
Despite any mishaps that might occur, the waltz is ever soothing and welcoming, although its intensity has lessened and the heartbeats, as Xeii described, grows longer and more drawn out.
You have emoted: Suddenly nervous, Anita tilts her head to look up at Ejderha a moment as he takes her right paw and sets his left upon her waist. She turns her head to look over at Xeii and Nelras again, a worried look upon her face as …
Curtseying, Xeii Shevat, Minister of Cultural Affairs says to Cryx, "Go well."
Ejderha whispers to a snowflake-etched tea cup of frosted glass, "I remember when I was young and wild, and though tea was a waste of good water... How I…