07-14-2018, 04:47 PM
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Too hot - she doubted her feelings on today's temperature spike only belonged to herself. Especially since, in this tropical climate, she usually thrived given her species' evolution for this specific type of climate. Flicking her forked tail, trying to blow any kind of air in her face to escape the heat, she overheard bits of conversation from the nearby gents. Turning towards them, she wordlessly trotted over and jumped next to Pincher. Attempting to boop his pepper black nose with her paw, she suggested, "Want to play a chess game in this wonderful shade?" She couldn't remember exactly when they last played a game together, but she missed it; usually, she snubbed her nose at playing chess with anyone she deemed stupid, but Pincher thankfully held a strong capacity for strategy inside his noggin.
Craning her neck, she looked up at Lucifer's open red eye, about to thank him. But she noticed his breathing pattern and lack of reaction thus far. Settling back down, she turned to Greed as she remarked, "You're safe, I think he's asleep."
Craning her neck, she looked up at Lucifer's open red eye, about to thank him. But she noticed his breathing pattern and lack of reaction thus far. Settling back down, she turned to Greed as she remarked, "You're safe, I think he's asleep."
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?