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TYPHOON
NECRO MAMBAS
HEAD SOOTHSAYER
NECRO MAMBAS
HEAD SOOTHSAYER
[div style="width: px; font-family: GEORGIA; color: #422426; text-align: left; padding-top: 15px; padding-left: 10px"][align=center]ARE YOU GOOD WITH CHAOS ?!
The soothsayer fought hard to hold back her chuckles as she approached, as Ceasar's disbelieving tone and utter obsession with war amusing the hell out of her. She briefly considered messing with his mind again, but... she thought she did enough recently; after all, her game could only continue so long as Caesar remained ignorant to her interventions. "I promoted her about a week ago," Rosemary spoke, her apathetic voice ringing with extra tartness as she looked at the golden savannah cat.
Taking a seat next to Elia, giving the hound pup a nod of greeting, she turned her four eyes to Aita as she waited to observe Aita's lesson.
[/td][/tr][/table]Taking a seat next to Elia, giving the hound pup a nod of greeting, she turned her four eyes to Aita as she waited to observe Aita's lesson.
© MADI
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?