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SUPERSTITION / july lunar festival - beck. - 07-14-2018 Re: SUPERSTITION / july lunar festival - IVAN Z. BRAGINSKY - 07-14-2018 IVAN ZIMAVICH BRAGINSKY ✧ russian bear dog — proxy — tags[/color]
Zimavich was whisked over by the smell of chocolate and other goodies. He came over and listened to beck, panting heavily. His fur was rather dry at the moment and he had felt unsure about the water lately. The bear dog sniffed the moonshine with his nose and took a cautious swig of it. He didn’t really like it. He moved, gathering the vodka from his own house and adding it to the food. © madi
Re: SUPERSTITION / july lunar festival - Bean - 07-14-2018 Re: SUPERSTITION / july lunar festival - SOCKING - 07-14-2018 STOCKING ANARCHY ✯ — if you don't fuck with us then motherfuck you
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the fresh crackle of fire as it ignited, twisting high into the black and silent night as the ebony moon caressed the sky, drew stocking from her pitiful little cabin and out into the opening.
she smelt the booze as soon as she had come out. sharp in her nostrils, and somewhat inviting. she had never drank before, but she was sure as hell tempted and ready to try. the journey to the makeshift campfire was achingly slow as she limped forward on her three legs, her hind leg held uncomfortably away from the ground. it was still healing. she had to be sure not to put too much weight onto it. she didn't know what was going on frankly, and she wasn't even aware the tangledwood hosted such an event. there was a grin plastered onto the leader's face, full of mischievous joviality. stocking raised a brow. oh? something was up, and she was beginning to like the idea of what was going on. turns out the tackywood wasn't too boring after all. space
Re: SUPERSTITION / july lunar festival - madster - 07-14-2018
"FUCK YEAH ALCOHOL!" malphas' voice could be heard for miles before his lithe form actually was seen amongst the others, being summoned by the presence of the drink. on closer inspection, he wrinkled his nose. "moonshine? what are we, rednecks?" then he realized he was in a town filled with literal insane animals in the middle of nowhere surrounded by a ghost town and a swamp. they were pretty much rednecks. being a member of this clan nearly his entire life, he had heard of the lunar festival. he had never participated as he was socially inept up into about a month ago. a month ago he had been an injured idiot, stuck in his own trap... and now he was an injured idiot and a high position expected to heal others. fuck. "ready for what?" he glanced, asking iota. was there more to this little party than he thought? Re: SUPERSTITION / july lunar festival - Morgan - 07-15-2018
Morgan bounded into the small crowd, chasing after Malphas with a worried look. "Malphas, that stuff is disgusting!" he yelled after the feline, screeching to a halt so he wouldn't knock him over. Conveniently enough, Malphas seemed to agree; the samoyed sighed in relief and sat down. "I hope tonight goes well," he muttered, eyeing the Commander. As Deputy, he had to do his very best to make sure the event went off without a hitch.
"This Lunar Festival... Well, we've planned some fun things for it. Things, Malphas, that I think you might like." He greeted Iota with a smile and gave Zimavich a brief, friendly nod. To start things off, he padded over to the snacks, picking out a fluffy marshmallow. He threw it up into the air and let it land in his maw, chewing it thoroughly before swallowing it down. "Mmm... Maybe Fenrisulfr can warm some of this food." Though the flavor was enjoyable enough, the dog missed something about the hot s'mores he had tried some time before. Re: SUPERSTITION / july lunar festival - arrow - 07-15-2018 [align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — Arrow had gotten into the food within minutes of arriving, thieving a piece of chocolate. She shifted her gaze from the chocolate to her own skin, snickering with a dorky grin. "Look, it matches. Cannibalism." She promptly bit at the edge, rubbing at one of her ears when what she assumed was a spark caught the thin skin. She wasn't sure what was to be expected of this little event, but she was getting free food out of it first thing, so she was okay with it. She was iffy on the moonshine, stuff wasn't known for being good, but it was function over form. Getting drunk, not sipping it ever so often on a yacht. "I see that grin, boss man. Suspicious." Re: SUPERSTITION / july lunar festival - VIGENERE CIPHER. - 07-15-2018 Re: SUPERSTITION / july lunar festival - Morgan - 07-16-2018
"Oh, you'll see," Morgan told Vigenere with a wink. "You know about at least one of them already, but the rest are going to be a surprise." He picked up another marshmallow and ate it up, a samoyed smile finding its way onto his face. "If I had to describe them using just one word, it'd be 'antics,'" he continued. He had just learned the word recently, and was glad to find that he finally had an opportunity to say it.
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