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11 mos ago
Cheers to 3000 days on the guild. I love you all 3000
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12 mos ago
Y'all ever write something and just be shook about what you wrote? Cus damn it turns out I can write sometimes
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1 yr ago
I drink water now, like lots of water. The only reason it hasn't made me too powerful is because I always have to pee now and idk if that payoff is fair tbh
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2 yrs ago
No one remembers when corn kid said 'not everyone has to love it for it to be the best' and that quote hits deep
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5 yrs ago
Never did I think I'd be avoiding my roommates to avoid getting asked why there was a fake wedding in the lounge room but here we are, thanks DnD
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@alexfangtalon I think Sadie and Christina would be good friends, what do you think?
Emily woke up way too early to the sound of a blaring horn. She groaned, taking a quick look at the alarm clock she never set, the time '6:03' displayed on it clock, and banged at it with a fist that made the fresh scar on her hand sting, hoping to turn it off. The blaring continued and she turned her head and buried it under a pillow with a groan. Jordan had really given the woman a beating the night before, too much for her to care to find a lover, instead she dragged Jordan (who she didn't knock quite unconscious) to the her place to sleep on the couch as she made the point they didn't have a healer for the night if she was internally bleeding before she got herself pissed. The blaring continued and despite the fact she was hurting and tired she finally got out of bed to check out the noise.

She walked through the living room, wrapping a robe around herself, although she didn't mind if her neighbours saw her in her lingerie (many if which had on probably a few occasions) that didn't stop the cold air of the morning. She offered Jordan only a glance before walking out to the balcony of her third story flat to assess the noise. There she saw a van, a rather cool looking one if she were honest. She was ready to go give the driver a piece of her mind before she connected the dots from the previous day. She then went to Jordan, grabbing one of the pillows that rested near the bed and whacking her in the head with it. "Broom Broom, bitch,"
"I mean, I kinda like 'little miss green haired bitch' it has a good... kick to it. Very badass," Emily replies. Honestly, she wore 'bitch' so much as a title it lost it's negative connotation in her mind. "Besides, I like the snark, makes the fight so much more fun and the downtimes less dull, wet blankets are boring. As for sleeping with people for money I think you and I know all the same that's how I fuel my alcohol... necessity,"

At Lana's next comment, Emily gave a chuckle, "Well, if you're offering, go for it." That was when the last comment. Emily couldn't help but laugh, "We both know I can't promise that. What if I try? The second part at least. That's why we have you, to hold me back from it!" She then turns to Jordan, a vindictive smile on her face. "If Lana's doing that you better keep your schedule free, bitch. We have a wicked night to come,"


"Ay! That's the spirit!" Emily cheers, leaning back into her seat. "Here's the plan, by the end of tonight I'll have us a van or something', Kay? And enough money to get us out if this damned town and any contributions you ladies have saved up will be very helpful, or if y'want to screw for money too I can teach ya and we leave tomorrow morning, first stop tomorrow. What do ya think?"
Emily raised an eyebrow at Lana's question, folding her arms. "I know it's not an approach you'd condone but sleeping around has its positives, especially if it's me. I have a tendency to have... Sticky fingers, especially with men who let me into their beds and are too hungover to stop me," she answers, taking a sneaky mouthful of whiskey under the table. "As for how were getting around I was
S hoping you had an idea? I can hijack cars, vans, trucks, whatever y'know? But you might have something?"
she then turns to Jordan, a large grin on her face. "Whadd'ya think guildie? Solid enough for y?"
Emily watched as Lana choked on her water, simply stating, "Careful you can't drive us around if you're dead!" She did nothing else, though, and just watched as her friend choked on the water, getting it over with quite quickly, Emily knew there were no need for her to kick into action. When Lana gave her snappy reply, Emily leaned back in her seat, pouting slightly. Why was no one else finding this a good idea!

"You said I could call you whenever I was in trouble. This is trouble! We want to do our country-long brawl and we need a driver, healer and someone to make sure we don't die. That is trouble and I called you. Besides, Jordan's cool, I don't know how she wasn't in Dark Shadows, or how she managed to not be kicked out of the Guild. If it helps, though, you get to see a guildie punched to a pulp every night of the week! Talk about rewarding to a Dark Shadow!
"Lana!" Emily greets her friend as she comes rushing into the cafe in a panicked frenzy. Emily, on the other hand, sat calmly at the table, sipping on her coffee. She wasn't even all that drunk at this point, so many people should appreciate that fact, she reckoned. She pulls out the chair to the left of her, acting as if Lana just strolled in like normal other than her attentions drawing state. "Take a seat!"

Emily waited for Lana to take her seat before explaining. "This is Jordan, yeah she's a Guildie but she's cool, don't kill 'er. She's the bitch I like to punch up for fun," she starts, gesturing toward the other redhead. " Anyway, we need you to help us on our mission, a grandiose quest... Travelling the country to brawl!"
@Dark Light Awesome! I suspect somewhere in Ireland but nowhere specific, totally up to you on specifics though :)
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