+hou believed +ha+ +ha+ +ables ha+h feelings.
Does he really have to say more?
+hou believed +ha+ +ha+ +ables ha+h feelings.
Does he really have to say more?
OOC handle is nightlyTerrorteller . Feel free to pester about anything at all.
Y-you h-haven't p-proven i-it'sh n-not t-true. I m-mean w-we d-don't k-know d-do t-they have f-feelingsh o-or n-not.. you jusht shushpect t-they d-don't..
... Oh dear, good luck winning this debate, Shadon.
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+ables ar+h made ou+ of wood. +rees ar+h in +heory, living. When sawed off and +urned in+o +ables, +hey "die". +ables ar+h +hus +heora+ically corpses. +herefore nonliving'
((Brb, thundering outside))
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OOC handle is nightlyTerrorteller . Feel free to pester about anything at all.
That miiiight have been a bad way to word things, judging by the fact that Zunnah just went pale.
C-corpshesh.. e-e-e-everywhere.... W-w-why...
He curls up in to a ball on his chair.
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Shadon actually facepalms. A knight can only take so much.
+ree corpses. As in no+ ac+ual sen+ien+ beings.
OOC handle is nightlyTerrorteller . Feel free to pester about anything at all.
b-b-but you jusht shaid t-they're l-living b-beingsh.
Whimpering... how pathetic.
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Plan+s live, but +hey dos+ no+ +hink, +here is a difference.
OOC handle is nightlyTerrorteller . Feel free to pester about anything at all.
Zunnah hops up from the chair and hobbles out of the cafe, looking like he's going to fall asleep soon.
...sho tired...
Hopefully he'll make it to his hive and not sleep in a garbage can again.
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Shadon sighs and follows after the little jester to make sure he makes it home safely.
OOC handle is nightlyTerrorteller . Feel free to pester about anything at all.
Xombox siddles into the cafe like a wraith, an axe in his hand, eyes sweeping the area behind his glasses.
None of his quarry are in the area. He's a little disappointed by that. He captchalogues the axe and takes a seat in a booth in the back, fishing a cigarette out of his pack and lighting it up. He could only sit and wait for his prey, as all good hunters did.
He could only hope that they showed.
(I got a roughly three hour time limit on this computer...)
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Teddie entered the cafe again, not seeming to pay attention to anything while bobbing his head slightly. Seems he was listening to his music again with those wireless earbuds, hidden behind his horns. Seating at a table and staring at the menu, Teddie contemplated what he wanted to order.
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OCs:
Xombox noticed the lowblood that was staring at him the other day enter.
Now it was his turn to stare.
He's a creep like that.
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Teddie's instincts decided to ring bells in his head, causing him to turn around and notice the indigo from before staring at him. Well now, seemed hypocrisy was just ripe these days. Keeping his eyes on the indigo, the redblood started to sip his grubjuice as it arrived, not taking his eyes off of him.
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OCs:
You know what's awesome about sunglasses and staring contests? No one can tell when you blink.
He did say that if he caught the lowblood staring at him again he'd cull him but that was just out of anger. And he was bored now.
The Subjug was caught between going over there or not going over there. He wasn't really sure what'd he say.
Xombox was very socially awkward.
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