10-02-2020, 03:55 PM
SOOTHSAYER ❝ ROAN ❞ THE TYPHOON
Weekly tasks, huh? That didn't sound like a bad idea to Roan, despite how overworked the soothsayer usually felt. Thankfully, it seemed as though things were slowing down as of late, which was honestly a godsend for the feline. Less hustle and bustle meant less injuries, which meant less work for him, as well as his sages. Either way, the zombified tom knew that he could make it work, no matter what. So, it wasn't long before he came trotting over, accompanied by Michael as well – his uncle had started coming over as soon as he spotted Franklin. Letting out a little chuckle at his mama's "enthusiasm," Roan asked, "Can I have a task, mama? Pretty sure Uncle Mikey would want one too."
( one word prompts for the both of them, please )
( one word prompts for the both of them, please )
DON'T ASK FOR HELP, YOU'RE ALL ALONE
YOU'LL HAVE TO ANSWER TO YOUR OWN PRESSURE!
YOU'LL HAVE TO ANSWER TO YOUR OWN PRESSURE!
— Reggan
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