[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019a7544-743e-7346-9c0e-7631b4ac1645.webp[/img] [b]”I wonder if we’ll get to the castle.“[/b] [color=888888]— Mac[/color] [hider=Tonya ‘Mac’ Murphy] [b]A̸̩͛̉̓g̴̹̗̺̑͐̋͠ͅę̵̨̬̼́̈̇:̴̹̳̔̇̈̓ ̵̛̳͗̎̏2̵͂̇̂̉͜4̷͎͚̘̹̈/̴̡̩̝͋1̸̟͖̿͒̊̒1̵̛̰̳̦͛̎ ̷͙̯̲̑̉͌͜|̸̙̥̏̂ ̸̠̫̎́G̷̜̺̱̟̎́̎͠ẹ̸̹̮͌̐n̴̗̈́͝d̷͌̉͜e̷̥̱͍̓r̴̟͉̅̎̓̃:̴̗̊́ ̵͉̽F̵͎͋̚ȩ̸̈̌́m̷̨͕̐̐á̷̡̤̙́͐l̴͈̙̠͇̎̐ê̵̘̮̤͜/̸̡͍͇̒F̸̧̮̔͠e̶͍͛͌͒̌m̷̜̐͗ä̸̩̯̽ͅl̶͚͇̠͒e̶̥͍̽ ̵̡̛͍̐|̵̨͙̏̆͌͗ͅ ̵̘̳̅̐I̸̘̾̾l̸͖͈̯͍̿͐͛͒l̸̤͙͖̫̂͂́̀u̸̺̘̘͒̅̏s̴͔͇̰̤͂̓i̵̻͔̅o̴̢̱̻̽͌n̸̲̼͆̚,̵̨̇ ̵̢̲̓͘Ġ̸̨̮͈̆̔͝r̴̮͈͈͕̉ȁ̶̛̹̝̓̐v̷̭͎̇i̶̪͕̊̕͝t̵̓͜ý̶͉̩̔ ̶̧̨̳̩͋͋͛B̸̼̘̆ó̴̪̕d̷̬̝͍̹̔̈́ỳ̴̖ ̵̩̦͓̫̅|̷̨͎̮̤̒̔̚ ̴̤̮̜̃̀P̷̞͎̿̂̀̌o̴̳͛̉͘w̸̱̎ẻ̵̥͚͉̃̐r̷̝̒͊ ̵͍̘̬̆̄́ö̷̼̲̈͠f̷͇̘̤̃̈́͝ ̷̧͕̬̉F̸̠͌́r̷͖̩͔͝i̷̹̰̞͚͆̃e̷̢͕̤͌n̷̗̣̘̰̈́d̶͈̣͎͉̆ŝ̵̥̻̭̓̆͘ḧ̵̨̳̮́ỉ̷̙͉̘p̴̞̟̾,̷̠̋́͑̀ ̵̯͙͔̑̑R̶̨͖̎e̷̡̢͖͍̅g̶̛̗͈ě̸̛̫̩͔̇͂ṇ̴̢̫̳̕e̵̹̿̍̌̈́ȓ̷͔̬̯͔̿ą̵̠̣͊͂t̵̝́͂́̉ì̵̩̚o̴͔͒̇͐n̴̳̩͈̋͝,̴̮̈́̀̄͋ ̸͙͐̽T̵͖̿h̵͔̘̰͔̆̌̋í̴̢̙̺̿r̴͉̘̆͗̾́d̶̫͊̍̄ ̶̺͇̈́͆͝E̶̞̜͓̙̿̒y̴̝̫͉̝̔e̵̬͆̀ ̸̮̱̾͒̚͝|̷̹̙͇͌̿̕ ̸̢͚̗͌̀͘͝C̸͉͊͂r̴͉͚̊͑̂͆a̵̩̰͈͊͑̓̒d̸̹̭͚̊̃̈ͅl̶͈̈͝e̷̩̭̙̒͂̕ ̴͔̩̩̈́͗̊͝ͅC̷̮͙̪̥̿͊ò̵̪͈̭͕̂̈́͑e̸̡͖͝ͅṛ̸̡̆̑͒̀c̵̥̉́̚i̵̪͝o̸̺͔̫̒̋́͗n̶͚̝̈͒̕,̸̜͉͗̆̉̈ ̵̣͓̯͖̽̋̎̍S̵̗͈̹̭̾̀o̶̡̩̫̊̆u̵̟̯͔͕͐l̶͍̭͐̚ ̵͓̯̈Ĵ̴̘̙͆ä̶̫̼́̌͑r̴͚͇̃͐͊,̵̗͇̜̀͛̕ ̸͐̀͜M̷̛̫͕̆͌͘a̷͕̎̕r̶̘̂t̸͍̣̹̼̉̈́̈̌i̷̝̪͑͌̊ạ̷͚̑̄̽ĺ̴̠̥͚̹ ̸̛̬̭͉̍̑͜T̷̰͆̅͆͠r̵̼͕̼̐̽̈á̶͇̞̱̍̕͝ȋ̴̦͖̄n̶͓͓̱͑͝ỉ̵̤ń̵̥͇̪̽̎̀g̵͓͙̑̌̅,̷̡̞͔͉̓̊͌͝ ̷͔̔T̴̨͈́͑ŗ̴̦̌͗ǔ̷͜ę̷͘ ̸͎̀S̵̤͋͗ì̴̲̦̮g̷̨̟̒̊͐͗ͅḩ̵͖͉̯͋ť̴̺̠,̵͙̹̈ ̷̢̳͔̽̅̋͜P̸̣͖̻̜̂ȃ̸͔͉͋r̴͔͙̘̄̀a̷̧̜̓́ṣ̵̢̼̒͊ͅi̷̫̎̍͘t̴̲̯̔́̀͝e̷͈͑̄͌͗,̴̨̡̗̝̒͝ ̶̖̪̙̭͛͒̕Ġ̸͍̳̝i̶̗̫͖̩̾f̴̠̙̋͊t̴̤̓̇e̷̙̟̊d̵̡̙̗̤̎,̷͉̑ ̵̨͓͑̀̌͜Ä̷̘̺́̍̕w̶̟̠̽̚a̷̝͌̂͝ȑ̵͕̘̥̀̀̚͜e̴̩̿͘ň̴̹̘̕ě̷͖̗ŝ̶̙s̸̜̥͙̰̽̆̇,̷̩͔̀ ̵̡̙͚͋̋̆Ǒ̸̧̧̺̯͗v̸̭͍̿̎͝ě̵͈́̓̈r̸̠̉͌͜c̸̲̰̲̈́i̸̜̠̠̊͆̐t̸̰̺̰̹̏́̈͛y̶͇̝̬̽̊ ̷̛̩̼̝͌̐̔Ŝ̸̝̥̮̄̂̄ẖ̷̦̔̒̑i̵̢͎̦͛f̵̰̈́͊t̵̛̛̯̠̭͆͝,̵̛̝͐͘͠ ̷̞̎̃M̴̧̬͂͌ȳ̶̼̹͕̼̚s̴̟̻͈̺͝t̷̘́́̊͠ǐ̶̠̖̋͗͠c̶̛͖̪̈̚ ̸̢͓͇̫̆A̴̩̜̥͂̋̚r̷̢̗̰̋̐͐̈́t̵̢̞̥͐̋̈́̕i̷̦͒f̵̳͎̭̚ͅa̵͙͕̱̠̕c̷̙͂͊̚t̵̛̞̬͗͛̋ ̸͖̈́͗ ̷͙͈̀̀̑̌Ṃ̵̫̑̂ẵ̴̘͒̚g̶̨̖̝͐̂̾͑i̵̞̰̺̤̽͐̊̐c̶͔͕̙̹̈̿̾a̵̤̍ͅl̵͔̐ ̷̩̝̤̄̃O̵̻͂̽̔v̸̻̩̾̔e̶̲̙̦̎r̸̖̕l̷̺͕̞̿̊͗̕ȯ̴̮͒͘a̷͔͐d̴͎̣͝,̶̞̳͌ ̵̨̞̱͊̑͠Ć̷̹̼͙̓̅r̴̤̊̈́a̷̺̪̦̐̈́̊͘͜d̸̞̪̑͛̅l̵̠͖͌̑͌͜ę̷̰̣̭̓̒ ̴͔͙͖͍̓̿̈́Š̶̢̺̄̓̏ụ̸̃p̸̡͇̈́͋p̴̨̡͉̱͋̀͒̑l̴̯̟̂͌͜y̵̧̰̤̒̚͝,̴̩̾̐ ̶̮̖̫̖̒C̶͉̱̥̙͐̇͛ơ̶̢̫̙͕̊̈́n̷̬̥͘͜n̵̘̪̗̽̏͊ͅe̵̡͓̫͝c̸̭͖̭͑̽̈́t̴̟̗͉́͒̒̍e̶̱͚̓̉̑d̸͓͆̿͝,̶̗̭͉͙̈͑̎ ̷̭̓̚͝G̷̞̓̎͒i̶̻̓f̸̝͚͎͙͘͝ț̸̺̞̃ȅ̵̛̝́d̴̫̐͘ ̵̡͚̩̈́̔̿̋Ì̶͖̜̦̈́͝t̴̘̎e̴̛͉͖̅̈́̓m̴̢͈̂̾ ̸̝̑(̸̢̗͇̙̿͝A̷͇̠͝i̸͉̒̅̒g̶̢͈͒̊͛͜o̸̼̺̰̐̔̈͠ͅr̶̦̯͖͊̅̊ȍ̸͈ş̷͖̖͈̉̍̏̽t̸̛̳̠̬̬̋̂)̶̹̳̼̑̄ ̷͚̈̈͝|̸̺͙̱̎ ̴͕̎̏M̵̗͆o̶̮͇̺̓́͂̒ǹ̶̝̻͗̀̾s̶͎̅t̸̡͉͔͙̀̓̈́͐r̸̢̬̝͇̃o̶̱̓̔̚ư̸̪̦͕͉͛̏s̷̪͖̲̏̔̓ ̵̫̆F̸̻̌̇̈́͒o̸̗͇͋r̵̘̼̅͝m̸͇̪̻̎͗̈́͗,̵̪̹̯̍̿͘ ̴͉͛́͆̃Ę̶̊̈́x̵̠̪̻̒p̶͔̔̓o̵̭͐s̸̙̖̬̾̌e̵̗͈̯̓̕͜d̷̳̩̪̗͊͒,̴̱̓ ̴̫̻͑͐̒͘ͅM̸̨͕̖̽̕ě̸̮̙ṛ̷̙̺̝̌̈́̀ç̷̻̪̖̎̊͆y̸̲͛̔,̸̗̮͛̇̚̚ ̵̮͚̗̲̊̍̓Ḑ̷̛͓̾̍ǐ̷̧́́̀š̸̫͍͈͊̅͝t̵̨̞͚̋̔r̶̬̣̂̌u̸͈̇͋̀s̸̖̅̀͒̚t̶̬̃̊̎ ̴̥̠̝͎̀̉Ŗ̸̩̲̓̒̑͜e̸͎͓͙̐͌̿̀d̸̙͙̆i̷̹̇̓r̸̗̎͊̋e̸̢̩̺̼̍̌̀c̴̢̫̝͉̄̊t̸̫͗̓́e̷̫̾d̷͎̱͓͚̐ ̶̖̝̹́̈̊M̵̡̏͑̑͝a̴̛͓̓́̕ģ̷̧̳̹̓̈́͛i̶̢̛͚c̴͖̟̜̀͗͒̅,̷̢͚̰͒̓ ̵̦̇̔͝͝S̷̤̝͍̍̕ͅè̷̥͈͖̕c̵͇͋̕ó̸͎̯͔̠n̶̹̟̙̿͒͜͠ḋ̶͉̦̤̲ ̷͖̆̊̇̚S̷̛̹̞͖͖̽p̵̳̤͉̈́̓̊͒e̸̝̾c̷̙̠̠͐̃̓ì̶̳̪͚̝͑ȁ̴̱̑̅l̶̰͗̔͘ȉ̴̱̦͔͛z̸̤̮̩̈́̈́̾̓a̵̠̓t̵̨̫̿͆̐͝ͅí̴̗̭̥̥̓͛o̸̪͉̓̾͂ͅn̵̨̙̳̱̈ ̵̫͔̙̋͐̔̕|̸̼̜̮̈́̂ ̷̗̬̀̒̓͠N̸̟͉̥͛̍̇o̷̪̣͈̿n̸͎̦̊̇̏͊-̷̖̺̗̆̿͛S̶̡̯̠͉̋͂t̴̯̮͙̃́̎̾a̴̝̎̈̾ń̸̛͖̣͒̑͜ḓ̸̞̬̅͗͝a̵̲̼̻͌̈́̃r̸̝̈́̽̚̚d̷̩̼͙͆ͅ ̴̦̫͖̹̋̍L̵̰̪̉͆̽ͅí̴͙̲m̸̲̳͎͆͐̇͠b̴̨̳̮̫̔́s̷͈̪̊͒̈́͝,̶̠͇̹̱̂̿̈́̿ ̶͍͒̍̋D̶͙̪͚̐̚͝ḙ̸͝s̵̮̼̞̒̍ṭ̶̛̲̔r̴͈͈̟̞͋̿͊ǫ̴̖̖̃y̴̝͗̇̎̔ê̷̘ṟ̴̬͔̂͒ ̸̳͍̻̈͠[/b] S̸̛͖̭̃͝Ṱ̵̲͈͑̋͝R̸̢̛͈̹͍͛̀͠:̷̟̜̓̊̌ ̶͓̱̯͆0̴̢̡̳̟͊͂̏5̵̠̈́ ̸͚͋̄|̴͍͝͝ ̸̨̪̿̋̂͂͜A̴̛̰̘̦͉̓̅G̵̦̘̕͘İ̴͚̳̜̪:̶̰̜̙̰͛ ̵̡̙̜̀0̵̦̥̥͊̇ͅ4̴͙͒̚ ̸̟̟̤͗̔|̵͈̇͆͆͝ ̴̨̎́̊ ̵̳̂́̅͊V̷̙̭̪̪̑̋͂İ̸͖̀̚̕T̸͕͚̮̣͊̕:̷̗͔̕ ̴̟̮̣͌̌̊͜0̷͍̐5̶̞̦̊̓ ̴̖̹̘͔͐̐|̸͔̱͂͒ͅ ̷̱͓͙̫͂̽̿̑M̵̢̤͙̈́̋A̵̛͈̮̎̏̓Ģ̷̥̬̻̅̐͑̎:̴̪͠ ̴̧̬̻̤̐0̶̘̲̻̫̈̀͝3̷̭̘̟̠̂̚ ̷̜̓̏|̷̦̯͒͗̾̀ ̶̭̳̦̈̓̂́L̴̢͎̻̎̃̕C̶̼̣͍͛K̴̛̫̦̙̏̇̓:̴͉͖̫̦͝ ̵̞̫̗͒0̶̙͈͒͐̽3̸̺͙̺͖͂͝ ̵͙̊́̚ͅ+̷͓̆͝4̴̱͉̺͒͒6̶̠̃̐̎ ̷̮̭̄͜S̷̫̘͍̙̊͑Ṯ̸̣̜̽͋͝ͅR̴̠͓̝̒:̶̖͆͆͆ ̷̯̀̈̽2̵̧̧̦͋́0̷̖̳̲̆̒͋͘ ̷̥̝͝|̷̱̼̻̹̆ ̴̗͚͔̜̇̈́̈́͠Å̶̢̗͔̣̌̚͝G̴̖̦̀̊Í̶͕͕̰̚͜:̸̧͍̹̥̓͗̐́ ̵̤͕̽̒̍2̵̲̖̀͛̈́̎0̸̩̜͔͐͑ ̷̬̯̀͋́|̴̘̰̙̞͂̈ ̶̮̱̜͔̀͒͒͂ ̸̛͍̾̚V̵̯̲̂̃̽͝Ȋ̴̲̜̯͒ͅT̶̫̳̂̿:̶̰̏ͅ ̴̗͍̒̋̆͝2̶͎̠̮̓͆0̵̲̙̮̯̋͂̚͝ ̵̝͕̘̀|̸̈̆ͅͅ ̸̪̞̯͓̀͝M̵̢͚̬̥͗À̴̬̮̜͔̅G̴̖̬͍͗͑͝:̵̻̥͂̆̄ ̵̘͒̚2̵̢̛̫̦̍͘0̷̱̯̗̙͠ ̸̡̰̗͔͐̃̔|̷̹͕̈́͆͑͛ ̸̭̩̦̑̒̏̚L̸̛̼̼̀͜C̸͙͓̰̐̀K̸̗̲͠:̷̡̗̗͎͑ ̵̛͔̗̠̭2̷̯̚0̴̗͖͂ ̴͍͖͈̺̿͂̒̎ ̵̱̾̄͑̚ͅR̶̼̊̇̔è̸̝̗̰͚̿͒͠m̷̫̠̜̜̑̀̔̽a̶̮͖̐̂͘̚i̵̼̿ǹ̷̦͔̜̊͝i̶͕̲͍̅̕n̵̨̤̟͑̿͜ġ̵͉̙̣͒:̶̥͚͂͂ ̴̺͚̒͋̑̚͜8̸̯͎͗̾͠͝ ̷̺̺͔̱̐G̸̜̝̘͊̇͒ó̴̳̼̗̼ḽ̴̟͍͌ͅd̴̥̻̤̈́̕,̸͎̲̥͊̍̌̊ ̸͇̩͙̓3̸͇͑͘ͅ0̵͇͖̰̻̂ ̷̛̝̏S̵̠͉̖̰̏͛͐i̸͕͊͝l̶͚̝̄v̴̛̲̭̭͖̅ȇ̶̺̱̓ȓ̵̻,̴̛͇̱̤̍̕ͅ ̵̧̲͍͔̄3̸̭͓͕̘͌9̵̹̼͈̅̍̂ ̵̭̂̈̕͝B̶̺̄͌̅̏ř̶̰̯́o̶͇̘̙̣͂n̴̛̻̺̈̂͛z̶̧͕̹̉̀͗͝ͅȩ̵̼̯̲̍̉̂͘ ̴̦̫̤̋̑͝T̸̡̨̔ȍ̴̜͆́̚ț̵̞̾̔a̶̢̻͖͓̒̓ļ̴̝̟͌͋͜:̵͍̳̌͆ ̸̬̭͔̦̀1̷̯͔̓͌2̶̥̰͈̓ ̸̡̤̘͆G̶̣͈͛̅̇͘ò̸͔͖̝̏l̷̪̈́̄d̸̡̫͉́,̶̡̋͝ ̷̜͒̆̒̕1̵̫̳̎̈́̑6̵̧͎̋ͅ2̶̩͆͂͛ ̷͓͛̄͒S̵͎͊i̵̙̻̘̾͑l̶̙̤̞̎̇̈͜v̴̳̓e̵̢̿ṙ̵̭,̸̙̲͈̔͐͘ ̷̮̱͓̫͊̄̆͑1̴̨̈8̸̘̖͋̆̎3̶͙̫͉͑ ̴̡̣̆̉̋̓ͅB̵̭̊r̸̢̩̺̺̒̈̎̄ờ̷̞̖͈̕n̵̯͎̔́z̶̧̦͕͖̀͂̀̎e̸̗̞̙̒̊̂ ̵͓̜̪̀̓͑ ̶̨̻̥̔ [/hider][/center] [b]”Aye-aye Aye-aye It’s a monkey Aye-aye Aye-aye On a southern island Aye-aye Aye-aye With a long tail Aye-aye Aye-aye It’s a monkey Aye-aye Aye-aye It’s a monkey Aye-aye Aye-aye In a house made from tree leaves Aye-aye Aye-aye With round eyes Aye-aye Aye-aye It’s a monkey … … … Rain, rain, come, come My mother will pick me up with an umbrella Pitch pitch, chap chap, run run run! With my bag on my shoulders, I follow my mother A bell is ringing somewhere Pitch pitch, chap chap, run run run! Oh dear, that girl is dripping wet She is crying under the willow Pitch pitch, chap chap, run run run! Mom, mom, I’ll lend my umbrella ‘You, you, use this umbrella,’ Pitch pitch, chap chap, run run run! I am all right, don’t worry Mother will take me under her big umbrella Pitch pitch, chap chap, run run run! … … … Elephant, elephant You have such a long nose! That’s right, my mom too Has a long nose Elephant, elephant Who do you love? Well, I love my mom! … … … Acorn is rolling, “splash!” he goes Fallen Into the pond, oh no Loach comes swimming, ‘Hello, Young master acorn, let’s play together.’ Acorn is rolling, and having fun Playing together for a little while is fun but So sad, still wanting to go home to the mountain Crying, loach becomes troubled … … … The dragonfly’s glasses are Light-blue coloured glasses Because he flies, because he flies Under the blue sky The dragonfly’s glasses are Shiny glasses Because he looks, because he looks At the sun The dragonfly’s glasses are Red coloured glasses Because he flies, because he flies Under the sunset clouds.“[/b] “Why are you singing along with MDP?” Ken didn’t say it, but Mac was sure that’s what he was thinking because of the way he was looking at her. [b]”Oh I’m just waiting for the ride to end.“[/b] “Fair enough.” Ken did Ken things. “Is it time?” [b]“For something, yes.”[/b] [hr] [center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/8832ab6c-c340-4f56-97e4-c5b8a8979eb4.png[/img] [color=violet]”I get the rest of this post to myself now.”[/color] [color=888888]— Chloe Irving[/color] [hider=Chloe Irving] 03 03 03 03 03 10 10 06 17 04 23/12 | Babe/Baby | Spirit Mystic orb, Gauntlets | Third Eye, Tentacles | Horror Wings, Enhanced Outfit, Big Damn Hero, Blood Magic, Interdimensional Home, Sorcery, Enhanced Transformation Dominator | Dark Weapon Nagash 6 Gold, 9 silver, 13 bronze [/hider] [/center] It was time for something. Chloe had returned to Penrose. This had been something she had been meaning to do for a bit, but it didn’t seem like any amount of returning would cause her to return. Even when she returned she was stuck in the process of returning. Returning returning returning. In truth, Chloe probably shouldn’t have. But seeing as everyone had left without her, there wasn’t much point in trying to keep up. Especially if Lily was that set on “bringing her to justice.” And she [i]was[/i] set on that. One didn’t have to spend more than a few seconds around the excitable girl to tell she was more than just your average genki girl. Genki girl was not a great name for Lily anyway. She knew far too many pop culture references to be someone who enjoyed exercise. But in truth, she had been told to come here by an acquaintance. That she needed to reach out to someone, and they would listen. That, and it seemed that the Queen had somehow discovered that there was a mole among their men. Of course there was a mole, there had to be one, but it was interesting that now was the time when she decided to actively dedicate forces to investigate it. The debtor gone horror worshiper gone coin broker sighed. [color=violet]”I can’t believe I’m putting stock in what that wolf girl told me.”[/color] [b]”Yet what she seems to say is true.”[/b] The savant skeleton added. [b]”Who knew that getting accosted by Crimson Cradle would turn out to be so fortuitous?”[/b] [color=violet]”I’m not one to count my chicks before they hatch...”[/color] Chloe tapped her orb, and Viper would receive a silent message. When secret agents had been burned, they needed to be notified discreetly so that they could make a swift exit, but not so swift that they would be instantly found out. But now that Chloe was here, it was time to assess why the queen had her forces here. Surely she had some reason for bringing her forces to Penrose even if she couldn’t get inside. … … … They had missed a lot. Penrose was a place where a disaster happened every week, but for once, the Penrose disaster was located further north. She had patched everything up with her girlfriend but wanted to remain in Penrose for a few more days just in case something with her original mission went south. How quickly she had forgotten that Penrose was a place where things went south every day. The entire city had been put in some sort of shift. Neither of them understood it, but it seemed like the city was safe for now. But not everyone inside was. At least, not according to Chloe. That wasn’t someone who she could just blindly trust. No one from the Mint could be blindly trusted. Even former members of the Mint like Veronica couldn’t be trusted. That didn’t mean they always gave out bad information though. And with everything so peaceful, there was no reason to at least follow up on what could be important info. [hider=Can you really have a final season without…] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/w3FmEgG.png[/img] [color=tomato]“What did we miss?”[/color] [color=PeachPuff]“Other than the last episode of 'To the North,' that is.”[/color] [color=888888]— Su Fang & Mika Sarraf[/color][/center] [hider] [center] [b]Age: 50(?)/13 | Gender: Female/Female | Air | Uniform Fists | Focused assault, Power of Friendship, Dread wings, Avenger | Boteg Hammerspace handbag, Enhanced Transformation, Enhanced Outfit, Overcity Shift, Sorcery, Gifted, Ally(Mika) Focused, Subtle, Mana font, Mental link, Mystic might, Former Familiar | Limited, Alien mind, Paranoid, Vendetta, Former Familiar Dragon Scale Pendant, Ether staff [/b] STR: 03 | AGI: 05 | VIT: 03 | MAG: 07 | LCK: 04 STR: 04 | AGI: 14 | VIT: 04 | MAG: 24 | LCK: 04 [b]Age: 16/13 | Gender: Female/Female | Beast/Water | Skimpy Body | Tentacles | Dan Enhanced Outfit, Sorcery, Healing Artifact, Power artifact Dan stuff, Dan stuff Edgy Equips[/b] STR: 05 | AGI: 05 | VIT: 04 | MAG: 06 | LCK: 04 STR: 09 | AGI: 08 | VIT: 08 | MAG: 09 | LCK: 04 [/center] [/hider] Seemed this tip was worth following after all. They could have never found the warehouse themselves, but between Chloe’s tips and her unnamed informant, they were able to locate the place just fine. [color=tomato]”Lotta funny looking people in there!”[/color] Mika flicked her tail back and forth. [color=tomato]”We should go say hi!”[/color] [color=PeachPuff]“Why not?”[/color] The portal would likely close if they waited much longer, and it seemed like Marriette might need their help. Mika hopped on her mother’s back as she soared towards to portal. With any luck, they wouldn’t be too late, and could enter it before it closed. [/hider] [hr] It was time for something. The plant girls felt it first. Their skin, covered in corrupted blooms, began to wilt. Only for something to take root inside their flesh. Alicia’s seed, wherever it was, was also doing something. Was it in her pocket or laying at the bottom of an incinerator in New York? Either way, the shell would start to peel away and reveal something inside. The planted seeds remained unnoticed to all but a few. For now.