07-01-2018, 08:02 AM
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Perhaps her lack of progress in last week's tasks showed her laziness - Rosemary usually only did things if she wanted to do them. Everything else fell through the cracks, until procrastination bit her in the ass or the needed thing sunk into the bottomless sea of Forgotten Things. Nevertheless, she wanted to make an impression as helpful to the group; she truly appreciated staying here, where hunting was more of a leisurely activity than a daily struggle for survival. She had plenty of time and space to experiment alone, away from the prying eyes of her judging older relatives, and quite a few young relatives to pass down her skills to.
In short, the ocelot supposed she liked being the 'resident witch,' rather than the 'youngest witch in the coven.' Reflecting on this, as well as what her next experiment on Caesar should be, the ocelot's auxiliary pair of eyes drifted to Pincher as she stood at the gathering spot, nodding mutely to signal her desire for one of these tasks. She'd take one, on the off chance that she'd actually like doing it.
[ ooc task too, please! ]
In short, the ocelot supposed she liked being the 'resident witch,' rather than the 'youngest witch in the coven.' Reflecting on this, as well as what her next experiment on Caesar should be, the ocelot's auxiliary pair of eyes drifted to Pincher as she stood at the gathering spot, nodding mutely to signal her desire for one of these tasks. She'd take one, on the off chance that she'd actually like doing it.
[ ooc task too, please! ]
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?