Sabine took a deep, thoughful breath and half-twisted in her seat to better look to Meesei. "I...still want everyone to know why I did what I did," she said. Her eyes cast down to her hands in her lap. "It will not be a long speech. And I am still a bit nervous." She lifted her eyes. "But with how busy I have been settling Rhajul and Yerig, and thinking about being a pack leader now, and...seeing Saraya, I have not had time to worry about getting unwanted attention."
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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
Yours sleepily,
Vasco Pyjama
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P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
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WHY CAN’T THAT POST DIE?!
You know, I still have to get around to writing a post referencing that event. Maybe that's what I'll work on next :)
Karl must have just made out the white of Meesei's teeth from their distance, as he returned the amused smile she gave. "Of course," Karl said.
While Meesei woke up Sabine, Karl stretched, stood up from the bed, and began to dress himself.
Sabine's eye slowly opened and she produced a small, tired groan. She took in a deep breath and sat up in her seat with a frown. "I did not sleep too late, did I?" She asked, rubbing her face. "How much longer do I have? I am not yet done."
While Meesei woke up Sabine, Karl stretched, stood up from the bed, and began to dress himself.
Sabine's eye slowly opened and she produced a small, tired groan. She took in a deep breath and sat up in her seat with a frown. "I did not sleep too late, did I?" She asked, rubbing her face. "How much longer do I have? I am not yet done."
@Kho You're hitting all the real tragic posts today, huh? Don't worry, there's sugary stuff later on.
I can't speak for Termite but I suspect Pumps died so that a Miami crime film-esque drug bender could be showcased in the RP. I recently saw Scarface for the first time and can't help but draw parallels.
I can't speak for Termite but I suspect Pumps died so that a Miami crime film-esque drug bender could be showcased in the RP. I recently saw Scarface for the first time and can't help but draw parallels.
Meesei walked into Sabine's room to see Sabine with her head nestled in her arms on her desk, asleep where she was seated over some parchment and writing. A quill and ink lay next to the page, and what little Meesei could see from the door looked like Sabine's handwriting. She was much improved from her late start learning to write Cyrodilic, still wonky in places, but overall vastly better than a decade ago. As Meesei's eyes were drawn to the small pile of discarded parchment next to Sabine's desk, a familiar voice came from Sabine's bed.
"Oh, Meesei, it's you," Karl said quietly, sitting up in the bed and looking vaguely in Meesei's direction. Though he looked as though he was only just startled awake, he relaxed after hearing Meesei's voice. He glanced to Sabine. "She insisted on staying awake to put together a speech for the announcement. But she insisted I let her do it on her own as there are some council secrets to it, apparently. Whatever it is, it's very important to her." He breathed in a stretched his arms in front of himself. "Would you prefer to speak with her alone? I can be out of your way if you like."
"Oh, Meesei, it's you," Karl said quietly, sitting up in the bed and looking vaguely in Meesei's direction. Though he looked as though he was only just startled awake, he relaxed after hearing Meesei's voice. He glanced to Sabine. "She insisted on staying awake to put together a speech for the announcement. But she insisted I let her do it on her own as there are some council secrets to it, apparently. Whatever it is, it's very important to her." He breathed in a stretched his arms in front of himself. "Would you prefer to speak with her alone? I can be out of your way if you like."
Yeah, I've been in two other godly RPs before on the Guild...
But Divinus II is the only one that has lasted for me.
But Divinus II is the only one that has lasted for me.
>@Muttonhawk has concerns that CineadxMira was too shallow.
>BBeast looks at GerrikxSharon.
>BBeast inconspicuously pushes GerrikxSharon behind himself and whistles innocently.
I'll quote someone I forget the name of.
"Don't compare yourself to someone today. Compare yourself to you yesterday."
I have expectations of myself. Sometimes they're realistic, sometimes they're not. GerrikxSharon is fine. I even appreciate that you put effort into making it more polygamous like hain generally are. That's probably my bias seeping in, though, as I am easily enchanted by your repeated showcasing of hain weirdness I illegibly write into the wiki x).
Dude it's already been over two years since we started this iteration. How did time move so quickly?
This is what happens when a relatively slow posting rate isn't the death knell for an RP.
Group hug everyone! This has been an awesome ride so far.
lul in my next post watch me one-up the shallowness with some djinni luv
Komnotus OTP everyone elses fanfic pairings a shit i already commisioned art of them djinnikissing
Between yesterday and today, I've posted more than in the last year combined I think. The future bodes well. In other news I'm finally beginning to read each and every post in a detailed manner. Having finished Uni, my deranged ape brain has so much more space for new stuff!
Edit: Why can't I like my own posts? :(
Also, I haven't forgotten about drawing the Hain, I just did some legendary procrastination. They really are tough to imagine for a mammalian like me
Edit 2: I'm particularly proud of this new stage in Astartian history. I think it'll go places! Non-sad, non-death inducing places!
:D
Good to see Astarte back to her mischief!
Still looking forward seeing the hain.
Guys, stahp. You're making me feel bad for not having posted anything yet.
Dafuq you call our collab, Scarifar!?
But yeah, post you goose.
Marod and Lunise each stood to attend Meesei while she opened her portal. Marod stood with his hands clasped behind his back, nodding where appropriate to Meesei.
Mention of the main course of the feast made Lunise raise an eyebrow, but Marod proceeded to respond as if by habit. "Hm, I shall have to make haste, then! Nothing more would give me gratitude than a meal in good company. I am a simple man in that respect. Thank you, Meesei, for the hospitality and the transportation."
The room beyond the portal was mercifully empty. Marod stepped through as he was motioned to do so, but spun on a heel as soon as he was through. "Pardon me," he said as he looked back through the portal with sudden doubt. "Did you just say dragon?"
Judging by the twitch at the corner of her mouth, a part of Lunise wished Meesei would close the portal without responding to give Marod something more to think about.
Mention of the main course of the feast made Lunise raise an eyebrow, but Marod proceeded to respond as if by habit. "Hm, I shall have to make haste, then! Nothing more would give me gratitude than a meal in good company. I am a simple man in that respect. Thank you, Meesei, for the hospitality and the transportation."
The room beyond the portal was mercifully empty. Marod stepped through as he was motioned to do so, but spun on a heel as soon as he was through. "Pardon me," he said as he looked back through the portal with sudden doubt. "Did you just say dragon?"
Judging by the twitch at the corner of her mouth, a part of Lunise wished Meesei would close the portal without responding to give Marod something more to think about.
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That reminds me, I forgot to put in a scene where the Scribe and the Droningbird have a petty rivalry over who can keep an eye on her better.
Guess I'll leave that to some other day.
Damn, lost opportunity there. You could have had your very own 'robots with feelings' story except more in line with a Pixar film with cute animals-
Wait, shit, that's just Wall-E.
Whatever, the droningbird will probably home back in within the next several months.
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Oh, no, you misunderstand.
The next one is scheduled to drop this Monday.
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gdi
Anyway, now that I've read this latest collab (which was fun, btw), I think I can safely assume that Tira has escaped her assigned droningbird, what with Astarte teleporting her to the Solitary Mount. I'll scratch her from the list of spied on entities for now.
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