Now doubling <3
Lurker or Ezro here, 31 enby. (please be 21+ when you message me, just another preference sorry )
A little bit about myself, I like most things nerdy. Anime, video games, ttrps, dnd, tabletop games. I enjoy everything in the arts.
I can write anywhere between 400 words and 2k depending on the muse or story. I prefer darker and gritty settings and themes typically. I can write multiple characters but typically my main is a female, or at least femme presenting. I don’t mind any other genders. I enjoy romance thrown into a lot of turmoil, what can I say- I am a sucker for love triangles:l I enjoy doubling I will do anything from the minimum of one post a week(if life gets messy on my end) or sometimes I can plant myself infront of my screen and give you multiple replies in a day! :3
I am fine with using pictures, be it anime or face claims, but prefer just describing characters in scenes. I enjoy smut as much as I do plot, but they must go hand in hand please, and thank you :3
I have a couple of different ideas bouncing in my head so if you're interested feel free to message me, ranging from aliens to supernatural prompts. I prefer to write in third person, but I honestly don’t mind other perspectives. Adult themes are a strong preference of mine, and i enjoy very story-driven plots. Daily or weekly responses, but I understand everyone has a life offline too.
message me on discord ^^
Lurkerlurks#2914
Lurker or Ezro here, 31 enby. (please be 21+ when you message me, just another preference sorry )
A little bit about myself, I like most things nerdy. Anime, video games, ttrps, dnd, tabletop games. I enjoy everything in the arts.
I can write anywhere between 400 words and 2k depending on the muse or story. I prefer darker and gritty settings and themes typically. I can write multiple characters but typically my main is a female, or at least femme presenting. I don’t mind any other genders. I enjoy romance thrown into a lot of turmoil, what can I say- I am a sucker for love triangles:l I enjoy doubling I will do anything from the minimum of one post a week(if life gets messy on my end) or sometimes I can plant myself infront of my screen and give you multiple replies in a day! :3
I am fine with using pictures, be it anime or face claims, but prefer just describing characters in scenes. I enjoy smut as much as I do plot, but they must go hand in hand please, and thank you :3
I have a couple of different ideas bouncing in my head so if you're interested feel free to message me, ranging from aliens to supernatural prompts. I prefer to write in third person, but I honestly don’t mind other perspectives. Adult themes are a strong preference of mine, and i enjoy very story-driven plots. Daily or weekly responses, but I understand everyone has a life offline too.
message me on discord ^^
Lurkerlurks#2914
TW: some topics may hold Dead dove, red flags and black flags.
Some ideas:
Find god- cult, eldritch horror, betrayal, possible slow burn, noncon/dubcon, power dynamics
I want this to be more on the bloody side so the more murder the more horror the better <3
My character would have grown up in a small mountain town, and moved away to either be a detective(I have other ideas with her being either a writer or a reporter) and she leaves the town. A childhood friend who grew up in an interesting family dynamic (long story short, father started a cult that revolved around him- spoiler, the cult is driven by some eldritch inspired horror or something otherworldly)
Ten to fifteen years pass, my character comes back for reasons we can discuss and plot out. Most of the town will be under the cult and who leads it now? Why their childhood friend. Who has the town’s mayor, and police under their thumb- why their friend of course.
Can their childhood friend convert my character? Or do we write something bigger with her in the plot :3
Never resting in peace- toxic dynamics, noncon, dubcon, supernatural themes
Abusive relationship ends in murder, but the abuser doesn’t stay dead, coming back as a ghoul or some other undead creature to prove that true love can’t be killed.
Devil in Disguise- Power dynamics, possible agegap,
In a crowded city a skilled thief steals from the wrong person- this person appears to be a successful business man. My character is a thief, running a gambit where she often deceives people. This con she dropped her purse, and stole your character's wallet.
Except your character is a clever person(in my mind a powerful ceo or someone who comes from old money)who sees this as a challenge.
God Need’s The Devil- Song inspired plot (God need’s the devil-Jonah Kagen)
They say opposites attract, but for our characters, their love is a collision of equally destructive forces.I want this to be more of a toxic romance, both of the characters will have flaws- each one drawn to the other's chaos.
Their relationship is a high-wire act, a constant push and pull between a desperate need for connection and the fear of being consumed. Every tender moment is shadowed by their inner demons—crippling doubt, a desperate need for control—that threaten to tear them apart.Maybe it even has a few times.
They’re trapped in a destructive dance, finding solace only in the shared recognition of their flaws, a twisted kind of love where they both secretly believe they deserve the pain the other brings, proving that sometimes, even in the darkest corners, God really does need the Devil.
Death's embrace- enemies to lovers, unrequited love
My character is a depressed, apathetic human. She takes risks all the time to try to end her life and for a long time has been trying to do so. Except death always stops her, rewrites time, or fixes her fall. At first it was just really good luck, until Death began to get annoyed with her antics and coming to earth to announce his love and keep her alive.
Love always finds a way- unrequited, possible enemies to lovers, this could hit alot of tags depending the direction
A love deity or cupid falling in love with someone who is just done with love, and what makes it even more infuriating to the being is their magic doesn't seem to do anything to the mortal. I only have it down to two plot points which are kinna phases in my mind, but let's add more! really craving this one.
Phase I: The Failed Attack. Love god or goddess tries every magical trick in the book, resulting in funny, disastrous, or embarrassing failures. my oc remains unmoved, perhaps even annoyed.
Phase II: The Undercover Pursuit. The love god finally arrives on the mortal plane, starting to fall in love with my oc. Maybe even furious that their magic doesn't work, they have to actually put in effort, which they haven't done in a very long time.
Ex relationships.- Zombies, and exs
Your character wasn’t a good partner, and so my character broke up with your character. Your character didn’t quite deal with that in a healthy way, or if at all.
Three years go by and a zombie apocalypse breaks out. Your character, certain mine is dead, has grown quiet into the zombie killer, not really caring about their life. My character, however isn’t dead, while your character excelled in fighting, she got good at running.
A year would go by, how many different cities, before the two would meet again.
enemies to lovers- Modern times, your character comes from a crime syndicate. They run the gangs and jobs that come through the city. My character is an assassin who almost kills your character; your character pretends to be dead while they heal and get information on my character.
Yandere- Fantasy/Dnd inspired
You character is a retired adventurer, after making a pact to successfully defeat their last adventure(a world ending quest), unfortunately this pact takes the life of your characters party members as well.(i have pact ideas- one is a jekyll and hyde-esque)
My character is the mentor-esque role of their party and quiet renown, your character has been following her exploits, at first thinking if she’s good enough- if the time ever comes, he could recruit her to deal with any world ending quests he might have to deal with, during this time lines between his mission and his own feelings are blurred.
On a particularly dangerous quest, unfortunately she loses her whole party, and is saved by your character. Smitten by her, he looms the whole “I saved your life, you owe me.” over her, and the two start adventuring together.
Cyber stalker- cyberpunk world, GiTs inspired.
In this world my character will be a detective for a special force. A hidden sector of policing that deals with cyber crimes, and odd murder cases.Your character is a crime lord- in the digital sense; can be in the murdering sense too if that’s where plot goes.
This is more a slow burn horror, your character turning their unit against each other, more so a game worth playing for your character. We can add dark romance to this if it fits as well.
Superhero- In a world where having super powers is normal; if you aren’t born then you can be “trained” by a government facility, typically working for the facility. With heroes, comes villains along with the importance of keeping one's civilian identity a secret.
Our characters were childhood friends, my character coming from a family of violent villains, your character coming from a family of heroes; Born without powers. A crush forms over time, and when the two finally get a chance to ignite it, your character is taken away without a word. Sent to a government facility to become a hero.
A decade or so passes, and the characters are in their late twenties or early thirties, your character now a great well known hero, mine a villain. It can be up to you, but essentially the hero will blackmail the villain.
Find god- cult, eldritch horror, betrayal, possible slow burn, noncon/dubcon, power dynamics
I want this to be more on the bloody side so the more murder the more horror the better <3
My character would have grown up in a small mountain town, and moved away to either be a detective(I have other ideas with her being either a writer or a reporter) and she leaves the town. A childhood friend who grew up in an interesting family dynamic (long story short, father started a cult that revolved around him- spoiler, the cult is driven by some eldritch inspired horror or something otherworldly)
Ten to fifteen years pass, my character comes back for reasons we can discuss and plot out. Most of the town will be under the cult and who leads it now? Why their childhood friend. Who has the town’s mayor, and police under their thumb- why their friend of course.
Can their childhood friend convert my character? Or do we write something bigger with her in the plot :3
Never resting in peace- toxic dynamics, noncon, dubcon, supernatural themes
Abusive relationship ends in murder, but the abuser doesn’t stay dead, coming back as a ghoul or some other undead creature to prove that true love can’t be killed.
Devil in Disguise- Power dynamics, possible agegap,
In a crowded city a skilled thief steals from the wrong person- this person appears to be a successful business man. My character is a thief, running a gambit where she often deceives people. This con she dropped her purse, and stole your character's wallet.
Except your character is a clever person(in my mind a powerful ceo or someone who comes from old money)who sees this as a challenge.
God Need’s The Devil- Song inspired plot (God need’s the devil-Jonah Kagen)
They say opposites attract, but for our characters, their love is a collision of equally destructive forces.I want this to be more of a toxic romance, both of the characters will have flaws- each one drawn to the other's chaos.
Their relationship is a high-wire act, a constant push and pull between a desperate need for connection and the fear of being consumed. Every tender moment is shadowed by their inner demons—crippling doubt, a desperate need for control—that threaten to tear them apart.Maybe it even has a few times.
They’re trapped in a destructive dance, finding solace only in the shared recognition of their flaws, a twisted kind of love where they both secretly believe they deserve the pain the other brings, proving that sometimes, even in the darkest corners, God really does need the Devil.
Death's embrace- enemies to lovers, unrequited love
My character is a depressed, apathetic human. She takes risks all the time to try to end her life and for a long time has been trying to do so. Except death always stops her, rewrites time, or fixes her fall. At first it was just really good luck, until Death began to get annoyed with her antics and coming to earth to announce his love and keep her alive.
Love always finds a way- unrequited, possible enemies to lovers, this could hit alot of tags depending the direction
A love deity or cupid falling in love with someone who is just done with love, and what makes it even more infuriating to the being is their magic doesn't seem to do anything to the mortal. I only have it down to two plot points which are kinna phases in my mind, but let's add more! really craving this one.
Phase I: The Failed Attack. Love god or goddess tries every magical trick in the book, resulting in funny, disastrous, or embarrassing failures. my oc remains unmoved, perhaps even annoyed.
Phase II: The Undercover Pursuit. The love god finally arrives on the mortal plane, starting to fall in love with my oc. Maybe even furious that their magic doesn't work, they have to actually put in effort, which they haven't done in a very long time.
Ex relationships.- Zombies, and exs
Your character wasn’t a good partner, and so my character broke up with your character. Your character didn’t quite deal with that in a healthy way, or if at all.
Three years go by and a zombie apocalypse breaks out. Your character, certain mine is dead, has grown quiet into the zombie killer, not really caring about their life. My character, however isn’t dead, while your character excelled in fighting, she got good at running.
A year would go by, how many different cities, before the two would meet again.
enemies to lovers- Modern times, your character comes from a crime syndicate. They run the gangs and jobs that come through the city. My character is an assassin who almost kills your character; your character pretends to be dead while they heal and get information on my character.
Yandere- Fantasy/Dnd inspired
You character is a retired adventurer, after making a pact to successfully defeat their last adventure(a world ending quest), unfortunately this pact takes the life of your characters party members as well.(i have pact ideas- one is a jekyll and hyde-esque)
My character is the mentor-esque role of their party and quiet renown, your character has been following her exploits, at first thinking if she’s good enough- if the time ever comes, he could recruit her to deal with any world ending quests he might have to deal with, during this time lines between his mission and his own feelings are blurred.
On a particularly dangerous quest, unfortunately she loses her whole party, and is saved by your character. Smitten by her, he looms the whole “I saved your life, you owe me.” over her, and the two start adventuring together.
Cyber stalker- cyberpunk world, GiTs inspired.
In this world my character will be a detective for a special force. A hidden sector of policing that deals with cyber crimes, and odd murder cases.Your character is a crime lord- in the digital sense; can be in the murdering sense too if that’s where plot goes.
This is more a slow burn horror, your character turning their unit against each other, more so a game worth playing for your character. We can add dark romance to this if it fits as well.
Superhero- In a world where having super powers is normal; if you aren’t born then you can be “trained” by a government facility, typically working for the facility. With heroes, comes villains along with the importance of keeping one's civilian identity a secret.
Our characters were childhood friends, my character coming from a family of violent villains, your character coming from a family of heroes; Born without powers. A crush forms over time, and when the two finally get a chance to ignite it, your character is taken away without a word. Sent to a government facility to become a hero.
A decade or so passes, and the characters are in their late twenties or early thirties, your character now a great well known hero, mine a villain. It can be up to you, but essentially the hero will blackmail the villain.
fandoms
*Really craving, KH, YYH and DC*
*Really craving, KH, YYH and DC*
let's rewrite it so Seshoumaru isn't with RIN :l , jk, but yeah old Inuyasha plz I can play all characters.
This is such an obscure one but I enjoyed the anime alot and would like to explore that universe
Don't judge me for liking toxic men :l or do.
Would be a neat world to live in. Gods amongst mortals, if you wanna do a murder mystery thing we can. I was thinking of doing something how the ending of the game is, or one of the endings.
I have a plot and characters for this one :l
In this world, there are multiple demon lords, princes or princesses, essentially siblings to Koenma. These demon royalties were pillars, sworn to keep balance between the worlds. Each has their own powers and responsibilities. A coup happened, perhaps even started by some of the royalty, this coup ends up taking out most of the demon lords, and destroying the Kekkai barrier.
This causes an imbalance in the worlds, humans suffering mysterious illnesses, and even spirit detectives being awakened naturally, some very lucky, or unlucky human's natural defense against the demon world. Dubbing this the great Awaking. Those who wake up, before they fully develop their psychic abilities their body goes through painful processes, symptoms often appearing outward. Perhaps someone was sick for a long time, perhaps some people see the barriers a little easier and just think they are going insane
One of my characters, Queen Persephone, a demoness who is mourning the loss of one the fallen demons lords, and her husband, decides to follow Koenma's suit. Finding her own spirit detectives to help bring balance to the world. Kinna would like to do one with the yuyugang.
In this world, there are multiple demon lords, princes or princesses, essentially siblings to Koenma. These demon royalties were pillars, sworn to keep balance between the worlds. Each has their own powers and responsibilities. A coup happened, perhaps even started by some of the royalty, this coup ends up taking out most of the demon lords, and destroying the Kekkai barrier.
This causes an imbalance in the worlds, humans suffering mysterious illnesses, and even spirit detectives being awakened naturally, some very lucky, or unlucky human's natural defense against the demon world. Dubbing this the great Awaking. Those who wake up, before they fully develop their psychic abilities their body goes through painful processes, symptoms often appearing outward. Perhaps someone was sick for a long time, perhaps some people see the barriers a little easier and just think they are going insane
One of my characters, Queen Persephone, a demoness who is mourning the loss of one the fallen demons lords, and her husband, decides to follow Koenma's suit. Finding her own spirit detectives to help bring balance to the world. Kinna would like to do one with the yuyugang.
**The hues of yellow and gold shimmered through the air, casting an ethereal glow despite the absence of a visible sun. It was as if the setting sun had vanished, leaving only its colors behind. The air itself carried an unfamiliar scent, and a strange sensation danced on the wind. Twisted, dark trees loomed overhead, their gnarled limbs curling over the narrow dirt path. The three adventurers walked in silence, their footsteps muffled by the well-worn trail—a path clearly used often by whatever beings called this place home.**
At last, the trio halted at the edge of the treeline. Before them, the flashing lights of a massive city pierced the haze—the first true signs of life since they had stepped off the mysterious train.
The tallest of the group stood at the front: a figure clad in dark, polished armor. It was unclear whether their height came from their stature or the imposing armor itself. From beneath a helmet, dark waves of blue-black hair flowed, catching the soft light. Heavy footsteps echoed in the silence. This was **Kanaeasis Kai**, a paladin—and the last surviving original member of what had once been a six-person adventuring party. Beneath his dark visor, his icy eyes shimmered, reflecting both the present and the weight of memory.
The last forty-eight hours lingered fresh in his mind.
Losing **Nemeron**, **Rosier**, and **Thalos **had frozen something deep in his chest—grief like frost wrapped around his beating heart. It all began with that strange train: pulled by mist and phantoms, tickets appearing without explanation, the eerie ride filled with battles against spirits, and a frog-like bullywug conductor who explained that these lands... were an afterlife.
Yet somehow, they were still alive.
And Kanaeasis intended to keep it that way.
~
A yawn broke the quiet. The man in the middle tilted his head back, letting strands of blonde hair fall from his face. If Kanaeasis was the night, then this man was surely the dawn. Golden eyes scanned the surroundings, glimmering with mischief. Lights of a distant city could be seen, it looked as if some sort of festival was happening.
“*About time*. I thought I’d be stuck in purgatory with you two killjoys forever,” he muttered with a soft chuckle. Though his voice was light, there was an intensity behind his gaze. His hands rested on twin daggers at his hips.
This was **Nox**, and of course, he was the first to speak since they’d disembarked. Just as he had been the first to speak upon boarding the train car labeled “Live Ones.” He squinted upward. “We’ve been walking an hour. I’d bet it’s around 1 PM.” He patted his brown trousers and retrieved a pouch from his thigh, pulling out three small pieces of jerky—and popping all of them into his mouth.
Kanaeasis didn’t turn. A quiet sigh escaped him.
“Ration that. We don’t know what kind of currency they use here.”
“We don’t need money to get what we **need**,” Nox replied, a smirk tugging at his lips. He knew the paladin’s tenets well—this was a familiar game of back-and-forth. A third voice interrupted before it could escalate.
“Let’s not make enemies in strange lands,” came a calm, composed tone. The speaker was a woman cloaked in black, a hood concealing her dark hair and pointed ears. Her orange eyes scanned the distance. **Vesper**, the elven monk, stepped forward. “We’re close. Looks like some kind of festival is happening.”
As the trio advanced, the scene before them became clearer.
It wasn’t just a festival.
The carnival **was** the city.
~
A large wooden sign arched overhead, painted in bold red and vibrant white letters:
** “Welcome to Funtopia!”** Laughter echoed through the air. The scent of popcorn and cotton candy wafted toward them, mingling with the jubilant music playing in the background.
“Now this* is* a party,” Nox grinned, stepping ahead of Kanaeasis for the first time. Vesper giving the Paladin a worried glance before following after Nox, icy eyes narrowed to the crowded streets infront of Kanaea as he trailed behind the two.
Every day here looked like a celebration. Carnival tents took the place of buildings, and a rollercoaster twisted its way through the skyline—clearly a major form of transportation in the capital city of* Picco.*
Strange beings moved among the crowds, though humans were present too. Kanaeasis paused, eyeing a figure that caught his attention: a porcelain-skinned bard, no taller than Vesper, dancing to her own tune. Her face was painted white with dramatic black makeup. She bowed deeply, a gesture that appeared commonplace among performers here. His own eyes scanned her form, she wasn’t any creature he had seen before. It seemed as if she was a living porcelain doll. Yet he didn’t sense any magic from her, well aside from her bardic magic.
He had never heard of Funtopia before, he surely would have heard about a city this grand in his adventures. This whimsical, it almost felt fae adjacent. He *hated* the fae.
~
Nox wandered ahead, clearly more excited than the others. For him, this was adventure—danger, yes, but also opportunity. The world hadn’t let them rest yet... and it didn’t seem any world ever would.
His eyes narrowed. He watched as a wolf-like family tipped a performer using *carnival tickets.* The performer, a pixie-winged being, hid in a giant box and popped out in time with the music. The wings shimmered, changing color with each reveal.
Nox moved smoothly. With practiced ease, he plucked a few tickets from the distracted performer, their focus entirely on the next trick for the amused family.
He’d just tell Kanaea he “found” them.
Meanwhile, Vesper remained quiet. It was too loud here—too much to process. She noticed the stares they were getting… or more precisely, the stares Kanaeasis was attracting. His presence didn’t blend in here. It stuck out like an armored beacon.
A sudden peal of clownish laughter broke the air as a parade began its march down the street, music and chaos swirling around them.
(fin)
At last, the trio halted at the edge of the treeline. Before them, the flashing lights of a massive city pierced the haze—the first true signs of life since they had stepped off the mysterious train.
The tallest of the group stood at the front: a figure clad in dark, polished armor. It was unclear whether their height came from their stature or the imposing armor itself. From beneath a helmet, dark waves of blue-black hair flowed, catching the soft light. Heavy footsteps echoed in the silence. This was **Kanaeasis Kai**, a paladin—and the last surviving original member of what had once been a six-person adventuring party. Beneath his dark visor, his icy eyes shimmered, reflecting both the present and the weight of memory.
The last forty-eight hours lingered fresh in his mind.
Losing **Nemeron**, **Rosier**, and **Thalos **had frozen something deep in his chest—grief like frost wrapped around his beating heart. It all began with that strange train: pulled by mist and phantoms, tickets appearing without explanation, the eerie ride filled with battles against spirits, and a frog-like bullywug conductor who explained that these lands... were an afterlife.
Yet somehow, they were still alive.
And Kanaeasis intended to keep it that way.
~
A yawn broke the quiet. The man in the middle tilted his head back, letting strands of blonde hair fall from his face. If Kanaeasis was the night, then this man was surely the dawn. Golden eyes scanned the surroundings, glimmering with mischief. Lights of a distant city could be seen, it looked as if some sort of festival was happening.
“*About time*. I thought I’d be stuck in purgatory with you two killjoys forever,” he muttered with a soft chuckle. Though his voice was light, there was an intensity behind his gaze. His hands rested on twin daggers at his hips.
This was **Nox**, and of course, he was the first to speak since they’d disembarked. Just as he had been the first to speak upon boarding the train car labeled “Live Ones.” He squinted upward. “We’ve been walking an hour. I’d bet it’s around 1 PM.” He patted his brown trousers and retrieved a pouch from his thigh, pulling out three small pieces of jerky—and popping all of them into his mouth.
Kanaeasis didn’t turn. A quiet sigh escaped him.
“Ration that. We don’t know what kind of currency they use here.”
“We don’t need money to get what we **need**,” Nox replied, a smirk tugging at his lips. He knew the paladin’s tenets well—this was a familiar game of back-and-forth. A third voice interrupted before it could escalate.
“Let’s not make enemies in strange lands,” came a calm, composed tone. The speaker was a woman cloaked in black, a hood concealing her dark hair and pointed ears. Her orange eyes scanned the distance. **Vesper**, the elven monk, stepped forward. “We’re close. Looks like some kind of festival is happening.”
As the trio advanced, the scene before them became clearer.
It wasn’t just a festival.
The carnival **was** the city.
~
A large wooden sign arched overhead, painted in bold red and vibrant white letters:
** “Welcome to Funtopia!”** Laughter echoed through the air. The scent of popcorn and cotton candy wafted toward them, mingling with the jubilant music playing in the background.
“Now this* is* a party,” Nox grinned, stepping ahead of Kanaeasis for the first time. Vesper giving the Paladin a worried glance before following after Nox, icy eyes narrowed to the crowded streets infront of Kanaea as he trailed behind the two.
Every day here looked like a celebration. Carnival tents took the place of buildings, and a rollercoaster twisted its way through the skyline—clearly a major form of transportation in the capital city of* Picco.*
Strange beings moved among the crowds, though humans were present too. Kanaeasis paused, eyeing a figure that caught his attention: a porcelain-skinned bard, no taller than Vesper, dancing to her own tune. Her face was painted white with dramatic black makeup. She bowed deeply, a gesture that appeared commonplace among performers here. His own eyes scanned her form, she wasn’t any creature he had seen before. It seemed as if she was a living porcelain doll. Yet he didn’t sense any magic from her, well aside from her bardic magic.
He had never heard of Funtopia before, he surely would have heard about a city this grand in his adventures. This whimsical, it almost felt fae adjacent. He *hated* the fae.
~
Nox wandered ahead, clearly more excited than the others. For him, this was adventure—danger, yes, but also opportunity. The world hadn’t let them rest yet... and it didn’t seem any world ever would.
His eyes narrowed. He watched as a wolf-like family tipped a performer using *carnival tickets.* The performer, a pixie-winged being, hid in a giant box and popped out in time with the music. The wings shimmered, changing color with each reveal.
Nox moved smoothly. With practiced ease, he plucked a few tickets from the distracted performer, their focus entirely on the next trick for the amused family.
He’d just tell Kanaea he “found” them.
Meanwhile, Vesper remained quiet. It was too loud here—too much to process. She noticed the stares they were getting… or more precisely, the stares Kanaeasis was attracting. His presence didn’t blend in here. It stuck out like an armored beacon.
A sudden peal of clownish laughter broke the air as a parade began its march down the street, music and chaos swirling around them.
(fin)
lurkerlurks just let me know what plots caught your eye, or what you'd like to roleplay
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