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TC: everyøne ready?
AT: OBVIOUSLY.
AT: Even though it still makes NO SENSE for YOU to be running this.
CC: 4 once i agree wif AT (//_9)
CC: y r u in charge
TC: hey, cavern keeper is a preeetty demanding pøsitiøn!
TC: if søme silly filly withøut experience runs the shøw, it’s a tøtal bust.
TC: trust me :)
AT: I would TRUST YOU if you LISTENED TO ME.
AT: If you EARNED it.
CT: blerrghhhhh
AT: Why are you BLERGHING?
GC: cause ur yapping about your polycule---*
CT: its called a harras
CT: but yeah
CT: mountain agrees
AT: SOMEONE needs to keep things TOGETHER.
AT. I’m doing this for ALL OF US.
CT: oh sure says the mountain
CT: he actually thinks youre doing this all for your fucking self
TC: sø, the game?
TC: it’ll be fun, i prøøømise!
GC: fr guys
GC: the solo campaign we did was peak…
TC: a gøød game needs a gøød player!
AA: Then this game shall be one to end all games! A festival of pure jovial tidings! For I shall play with such precision, such effervescent skill, that even thine mediocre narrations cannot destroy the blinding light of mine tale!
AT: HA! HAHAHA!
AT: That’s me LAUGHING at how STUPID you sound.
AA: Oh? The broodmare speaks?
AT: THE WHAT?
AA: Puffing your plumage about to earn his favour! The utter lack of decency!
AT: As if YOU aren’t SPREADING YOUR TENTACLES to show off for YOUR ill-chosen MATES.
CT: the mountain thought the beta doesnt show off
AT: I’M THE ALPHA!!!!!
AA: MY AUTHORITY REIGNS OVER ANY OF MY COURTSHIPS!!!!!!
CC: ZOMG TWINSIES
CC: S~OOOOO KYUTE (//u<)
GC: so like…
GC: can we play now?
TC: nøt that i døn’t løve the banter, but lyly has a pøint!
AT: WHATEVER.
AA: My missives go unheard! Thou art fools drowning in fallacy!
CC: i hear ur missies~~
CT: GRRRRRR!!!!
CT: *THE MOUNTAIN STOMPS HIS GIANT FUCKING HOOVES!!!! STOMP STOMP STOMP!!!!*
GC: oomf…
GC: look what you guys did.
CT: *OOMF TREMBLES WITH RAGE.*
GC: oomf is trembling with rage.
CT: *OOMF NUZZLES GC WITH HIS SNOUT, GUARDING HIM FROM THE WRATH OF THE DEPRAVED NONOOMFS KEEPING THE GAME FROM THEIR GRASP!!*
GC: easy now oomf…
GC: easy girl.
CT: WHINNEY!!!
AT: WHY the FUCK are we SWAPPING pronouns?
AT: I don’t WANT to be a WOMAN.
AT: I think.
CC: hewwo???
AT: I don’t want to think about this right now.
AA: I doth not want to envision thou as a woman either. I shudder at the thought!
AT: Because you wouldn’t be able to resist my FEMININE WILES.
AA: Art thou a heterosexual? Thine dedication to getting under my very flesh is beginning to appear as desperate yearning.
AT: Can you READ?
AT: My WILES would be FEMININE.
CC: zomg ………… r u sayin u wouldnt kiss da girl AA ………
AT: The ACCUSER becomes THE ACCUSED.
AA: CEASE THIS ATTACK UPON ME!
GC: it’s chill if you like guys.
GC: damn right i support it.
AT: LOOK AT THEM GATHER!
AT: WATCH THEM BETRAY YOU!
CC: hiz feminine wilez r just 2 much (//_x)
GC: straight up girl horse allure…
TC: girl hørse allure, huh? :)
CT: STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GC: 𝓮𝓪𝓼𝔂 𝓷𝓸𝔀.
AA: BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
CT: how the fuck did you do that
CT: mountain wants to learn this sorcery
GC: it comes out when the world needs it.
CT: so hardcore
AA: 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖒𝖞 𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖘, 𝖚𝖓𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖚𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖆𝖑.
CT: *The Mountain reads your missives with great enthusiasm.*
AT: Don’t read her fucking MISSIVES, T.
CT: all you do is hold mountain back
AT: Oh, SURE.
AT: As if I don’t keep you MOVING.
AT: I write your WORKOUTS.
AT: I skipped a TUTORIAL to STAY on call with you last week.
AT: ATTENDANCE IS GRADED.
AT: I had to stay inside ALL DAY so no one would NOTICE I wasn’t really SICK.
AT: Did that mean NOTHING to you?
CT: dude
CT: are you being for real with the mountain
CT: because you said class was cancelled
AT: OBVIOUSLY I was LYING so you wouldn’t feel WORSE.
CT: dude
AT: Some punctuation would REALLY help read your TONE.
AT: GOD.
CT: dude…
AT: BETTER.
CT: *The Mountain wipes a single tear from his eye as he puts a gentle hand on Swiss’ shoulder.*
CT: youre so fucking sweet when you wanna be man
CT: your hooves are all up in the mountains chest cavity pulling every heartstring in sight
AT: GOOD.
AA: Art we interrupting some vile courting ritual?
AT: NO.
CT: maybe
CC: to~tally
AT: YES?
AA: THIS ART STUPID.
TC: juuust a little.
AT: EVERYTHING is stupid to you people.
CT: nothing about the tender love between men is stupid
AT: FUCK. You’re such a POET, T.
AT: HOLD ME.
CT: *The Mountain takes his beloved friend and cradles him in his massive, hulking arms. This is a place the world cannot reach: nothing can hurt him anymore. Not when he is pressed to The Mountain’s bosom.*
CC: ur bewbs (//_O)
AA: Cease thy fondling! Oh! My eyes! They burn!
TC: haha, we’re neeever gønna start this thing, are we?
GC: nope. o---*
AT: What even IS a GRUB?
CC: yea wuts a guffaw
CT: big laugh
CT: and grub is food
TC: grubs and guffaws is classic tabletøp!
TC: back me up, lyly :)
GC: the combat is fun.
TC: persønally, i think the røleplay is the best part!
TC: the øld man and i have run plenty øf games tøgether. he says a buddy taught him.
TC: sø?
AA: I shall be the first to say that, while I find doubt in thine judgment, I do trust GC.
GC: thanks, girl.
CT: mountain wants to roleplay
CC: me 2~~~
TC: @agamemnonsTheory?
AT: FINE.
TC: greeeat :)
TC: did yøu guys pre make yøur characters like i asked?
AT: OBVIOUSLY. I’m a FUCHSIA LORD OF BLOOD.
TC: brø, cøme øn.
TC: yøu can’t be a master class. tøø øp.
TC: plus, fuchsia is already taken.
AT: By WHO?
CC: hai
AT: HIM?
TC: CC sent his sheet in first, man! that’s dibs!
AT: So, WHAT? I have to START OVER?
TC: kiiinda.
CC: suckz 2 suck (//u<)
AT: Bo. DUDE. Come ON.
TC: rules are rules, brø.
TC: just rewørk while everyøne else gøes around :)
AT: <=>=[
AA: Horrendous hieroglyph.
AT: KILL YOURSELF.
AT: OKAY. I’m a VIOLET BLOODED MUSE OF BREATH.
TC: sø, buddy. that’s still a master class.
TC: bløød is clear, thøugh. twø sea dwellers is gønna be fun!
AT: SEA DWELLER?
TC: viølet bløøds are sea dwellers, my man.
AT: EW.
AT: I’m starting over.
TC: øøøkay.
CC: kk so im da fuchsia blewd heir 2 da swapteleran throne~
CC: n imma thief of space (//_<)
CC: my guy wuz raised in da catacombs of da palace by giant rats
CC: n they taught him 2 fite ……… w his freakin TEETH!!!!!!!!!!!
TC: gøød chøice!
CC: whateva
CT: metal as fuck dagger
CC: thank yewww CT~~~
CC: *swoonz liek crazy n falls over n my head cracks open on da pavement n blood sprays everywhere n gets on all ur faces and in ur mouths*
AT: What the fuck?
CT: HUHUHUHUHUHUHU
CT: YES… YES… THE BLOOD!
CT: *The Mountain licks the blood from his lips, the beautiful silver coating his face like unholy makeup.*
AT: I don’t understand.
GC: so…
GC: im a jade blood mage of doom…
TC: risky!
GC: you know me boo---*
GC: she’s just chilling in the egg caves.
AA: Thou could try a modicum harder with thine backstory.
GC: don’t wanna.
CC: fairz
CT: NOT FAIRS!!!!!
CT: mountain sees no fucking reason to skimp out on the act of creation
CT: mountain didnt fucking skimp thats for sure
CT: mountains a rust blood with fire in her fucking veins
CT: beaten down by the cruel system
CT: left to die by her own monstermom
CT: but did lustro ustrin let that take her down
CT: NO THE FUCK SHE DIDNT
CT: SHE WIPED THE DIRT OF THE CATACOMBS FROM HER FACE
CT: SHE STOOD TALL WITH ONLY ONE LEG LEFT TO CARRY HER
CT: AND SHE BECAME THE REBEL LEADER OF THE RESISTANCE AGAINST THE SWAPTELERAN EMPIRE
CC: but dats nawt all…………
CT: oh no it isnt
CC: bcuz wh~o duz she meet in da kittycombz
CT: SHE CROSSES PATHS WITH THE RAT RAISED PRINCE
CC: n a ferbidden lurve blossoms (\\u<)
CT: but lustro remains unaware of her lovers true identity
CT: who knows what she will think
CT: only time will tell
TC: aaand?
CT: oh right
CT: rogue of blood
TC: awesøme intrø, CT :)
CT: huhuhuhuhuhuhu
CT: thanks bo
CC: (//_9)
TC: just cømplimenting my brø!
CC: whateva
TC: yøu døn’t øwn the guy, CC! nø need tø get jealøus.
AT: EXACTLY. He doesn’t belong to YOU.
AT: He’s in OUR harras.
CC: im nawt jelly u 2 r just makin it weird (//_•)
TC: wøøøah, whø said anything abøut a harras?
CT: fillies fillies theres enough mountain to go around
GC: CT is in demand medias.
CT: how could he not be with a face like this
CT: selfie.png
AA: Disgusting! How foul!
AA: Cease this attack upon my senses! Tis folly to imagine one ever loving such a cursed look!
AA: The bile in mine throat rises against my own will!
AA: BLEUGH!
AA: I SPIT AT THEE!
AA: PTOOEY!
GC: ptooey…
AA: PTOOEY!!!
CT: are we hocking loogies mountain is great at this
AT: EW. EW. EW.
AT: STOP. I’LL THROW UP.
CT: hawk ptooey
CC: hawk 2ie spit on dat thang
AA: What art thou spitting on?
AT: Don’t ENCOURAGE them.
AA: So thou art my keeper?
AA: I spit at THEE!
AA: HAWK PTOOEY!
GC: hawk ptooey---*
CT: huhuhuhuhu
AT: THIS IS STUPID.
AA: My character hath been renamed. I shall play Hawwke Ptooey.
AA: Purple bleeding jester! Yes!
AA: All rejoice at her performance!
AT: I’m NOT rejoicing.
CT: mountain is
TC: bøbø is :)
AA: BAHAHAHA! THOU TAKETH MY COMPANIONS, THEN I SHALL TAKETH THINE!
AT: Go ahead and TRY.
AT: They LOVE me.
AT: (RIGHT, GUYS?)
CT: mountain loves you
TC: i’d say i’m pretty fønd øf yøu!
CT: no you have to say you love him
CT: positive affirmation
TC: :)
AT: DUDE?
GC: dw AT. i love you.
AT: THANK YOU, GC.
AT: YOU’RE the Omega now.
GC: i didn’t say allat…
CT: its not ethical for GC to be in a harras with his horse
GC: fr. i can’t date my horse.
AT: Why is he YOUR horse?
GC: we nuzzled…
CT: *OOMF nuzzles GC.*
GC: easy gurl.
AA: We art not doing this shit again.
AT: AGREED.
TC: we cøuld start the game!
TC: if AT is døne rewørking, i mean.
AT: I’m an INDIGO BLOOD. Those live on DIRT, where people BELONG, right?
TC: yup.
AT: GOOD.
TC: and the classpect?
CC: *holdz breath*
AT: HEIR OF HOPE.
TC: he shøøts, he scøres!
AT: I scored the FIRST two times. YOU just vetoed me.
TC: semantics, brø! what matters is that we can finally play some grubs and guffaws :)
CC: zomg im s~oooo ready
CT: mountain is shaking hes so excited
TC: let me put øn my cavern keeper vøice.
TC: yøu awaken tø darkness. beløw yøur bødy is hard, cøld støne, pressing uncømførtably against yøur skin. try as yøu might to cøllect yøurself, yøu can’t remember høw yøu gøt here. in fact, yøu can’t remember a single thing frøm the last few days. øne moment yøu were høme, and the next, yøu were here.
GC: gtg. meemaw fell.
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AT: FUCK. My tutorial is starting.
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CT: mountains coach is home shit
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AA: My foul sisters are causing a ruckus!
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TC:
CC: naw im out (//-)
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TC: maaan.
TC: the øld man was right. søme sessiøns are døømed frøm the start!
TC: :(
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