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Ọya frowned. "How busy am I meant to be? On a busy day this work is moving my arms slightly faster." She thought. She felt discontent in herself and tried her best to ignore it quickly. "Yes, clearly." She said with heavy sarcasm. She distracted herself with thoughts about the home she had...

Tatts stumbled backwards a bit in place, then ‘hmph’d in mild surprise at Maeve’s offering of a tarot card. She adjusted her hat and reached out clumsily. Maeve had noted that the card she held face down below her own was ‘The Devil’, and that it just happened to be face-up to Tatts and...

Ivory seemed surprised by her question, then looked around frantically and unknowingly. It took a few seconds, but he soon noticed the hidden entrances and tunnels all around the group. He almost jumped with the revelation, then kept looking around, flinching each time he saw a new tunnel...

She paused, concern on her face before she realized where the source of confusion was coming from. Her rabbit-like ears twitched and perked slightly under her hood as her eyes lit up. "...O! You are not from here." She frantically started explaining, "Things work differently than you are...

It was early morning in Braeroch, the sun still only barely rising over the horizon. A ginger haired woman walked down a garbage and flora ridden back-alley in the dim light, shaking with an old, scrunched up hat in one hand. Her dark robes shifted and flowed around her in the frigid air as she...

3251 GC, Ashiaver Praeth, Tyria Yumiko scampered through the darkened, moonlit streets of the town she had called home for the last thirty years. A rowdy festival cheered in the distance, paper lanterns dancing like starbugs under a fragrant tree. It brought to surface memories for her. The...

When Mairead led them into the forest and gestured they would be staying the night there, at first the brash woman seemed surprised. Her look of surprise then transformed into one of epiphany. Her eyes lighting up and her mouth slightly open. Lastly, her mouth became a smirk. She immediately...

Her reaction to this punishment of words was less boisterous, and may not had even been heard by anyone who was not close to her in the mob. Though, it was equally disorderly. A smirk slowly began touching her visage as the weight of the 'humiliation' that was dished out to her truly registered...

"Ye, I got a fuckin' question!" A rowdy, slurred and feminine voice spat from the crowd. It pierced the background noise like an arrow, orotund in timbre but degenerate in tone. A witches hat bobbed up and down as the girl behind it pushed and shoved through bodies roughly. She moved...

Ọya puzzled over this strange flurry of responses, but reacted immediately to the doors opening. She swiped a finger over the screen and tapped a few times, putting the device into 'Do Not Disturb' mode before switching it off and pocketing it again. She took professionalism very seriously, and...

"Roger that, Doc." Ivory groaned through his mask and scarf with duty. He began fidgeting with his armour, brushing off giblets and adjusting straps. The markings were tracks left by a living seolforwyrm no more than twelve hours ago, though no less than six. It had slithered itself about...

“A rather inventive rendezvous that one. The Morfisphere works in mysterious ways.” She hummed in a low, husky and almost raspy voice. She did not look up from her book, though an ear poking out from her robes twitched in his direction. Peculiarly, her book had momentarily stopped being...

Unfamiliar with this particular software, Ọya did not notice the distinct lack of typing. Instead of that, she was fixated on the mannerisms and subject matter of this stranger. Although no one was in the station to see it, her face shifted subtly; her eyebrows furrowed the tiniest amount. She...

She watched the screen as a wolf watches a new animal prance into its territory. Her sense of hearing became acute as she subconsciously began scanning her surroundings. Wind blowing outside, a gentle trickle of rain. Then, the things that no resident of this town should be able to hear. The...

"Th-thanks." Ivory got half way up, then raised an arm to steady himself on Azure as each of his many legs righted themselves, slowly crawling back to a standing position.

A woman wearing a dark brown cloak crawled through a landscape made entirely of books. She had an olive complexion and ginger hair mottled dark gray. There was a hole sewn into the back of her hood, from which two rabbit ears poked out, one for each of her hair colours. A wooden, intricately...

Location: Tahlula Expanse - The Corporeal Rift Morfisphere Please read the plot page before posting.

Ọya had taken her smartcom out of her pocket shortly after the two had left. Store policy demanded devices not be used on-shift, but it was more of a formality when there are customers in the store. She flicked a stray strand of hair out of her eye with a hand, then used it to unlock her phone...

The tunnel spiraled a fair way down, twisting consistently to the right and down. Bones protruded from the floor and walls, likely the main culprit for the stairway-like acoustics made when Ivory fell through. Stringy veins and arteries hung from the tunnel ceiling, and varicose veins lined the...

Ọya was especially whiplashed now, and had grown a sudden awareness of the people she was talking to. She was rearing back slightly, her face instinctively contorted in a combination of shock and flattery. Who was this 'Josie' and their friend? Some tiny, big haired, vaguely gendered individual...