[hr][hr][center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/01989753-c0d4-751e-94b6-ac932f65638b.webp[/img][hr][@Achronum][@Trainerblue192][@Morose][@Blizz][@Kirah][@PatientBean][@Teyao][@KazAlkemi][@kittyluna45][hr][h3][color=57F287][b]Evening - Thur. Oct. 31, 2040 [/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr]

The shadows rolled and roiled beneath the power of Annika's magic. The bar seemed unmoved and then two creatures pulled themselves out of Annika's shadow: a terrier and a bunny. The edges of them blurred and shifted and before they even had a moment, they duplicated and now two terriers and two bunnies sniffed the air. The edges of all four still quivered. 

Dysphoria's eyes hooded as the spot of red appeared on Finley's neck and the gentle caress turned to something far more dangerous, the sharpness beneath their chin sending thrilling chills through them. The warmth of Cal's touches on Finley's skin made a sensual contrast and Dysphoria leaned into the tantalizing promise. [color=F739D7]“All of them, sweet dragon. I want to drink you dry of them, lay you bare and open and [i]feast[/i]. See how pretty you are wrapped up in my Darling.[/color] A tendril dipped beneath Finley's outfit, stroking possessively along the crease of their thigh, and another curled up their neck to chase the bright sting of Cal's bite. 

For Willow, the Haven shattered. A window impacted, a bottle smashed, a jewel crushed - for better or for worse, Willow is at the mercy of her magic. In the broken pieces other places play, music weaves through the darkness both morose and joyous, and glimmering pieces of lives surround her in piles. The one that catches her attention is a woman burning at the stake, a devil rearing out of the flames and spitting gouts of flame on soldiers and citizens alike. The smell of burned flesh permeates the air and in Willow's bones, she knows her world has ended.  

For Cassie, the bodies were never out of sight; horrible, mutilated, and drained of blood, they crawled their way towards her from the other side of the wall. They creaked, squelched, and screamed as they shoved themselves into holes between the threads but they settled there and the wall became whole once more. However, a nuisance of a tingle formed in her throat and she could still hear someone, something whispering sweet nothings in her ear. 

For Cal, the urge to shift was overwhelming. The dragon pushed and pushed. It would be so easy to change, to horde these creatures he loves, to keep them to himself forever. 

For Finley, the moths danced away and left nothing behind. Being caught between two safe people lowered their guard, Cal and Dys whispering and playing around them, but the touches felt distant and beneath the warmth, a chilling fear spread: Your Lady was coming. 

For Jake, the bubbles subsided and his voice returned, but a mounting pressure grew behind his face. It started as a minor bother but threatened to become far more painful if he didn't sneeze. 

Alfonse just laughed at Barty's predictable answer and then picked up the tray Milthza set with glasses of water. “Everyone take a glass. People who enjoyed the game please take two.” 



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[List]
[*] Green and Purple Circle
[*] Oblong orange with a liquid center
[*] Clear pyramid with rainbow hues
[*] A mint green disk with a swirl
[*] A tear drop shaped yellow hard candy
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