The Official Wedding of Bookias

[lass of something much]

{@PanopticEmu}

[PanopticEmu]

What sorcery is this? Just as I thought my pitiful existence had finally come to an end, I am forcibly revived, and become enslaved to a necromancer! My body screams in pain, as my soul struggles to leave, and is mercilessly held in place by the witch's curse. I am alive, but my existence has become for me a living dea..t.h....
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THERE ARE DOUGHNUTS?!!?

[lass of something much]

....What in Arda....

[shisteer of nothing much]

What sorcery is this? Just as I thought my pitiful existence had finally come to an end, I am forcibly revived, and become enslaved to a necromancer! My body screams in pain, as my soul struggles to leave, and is mercilessly held in place by the witch's curse. I am alive, but my existence has become for me a living dea..t.h....
...............
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THERE ARE DOUGHNUTS?!!?

Oh, come now, it's not that bad. Drama queen. Yes, there are doughnuts. Do you want some?

[Jarky Thistlebrush]

*The donuts disappear* Oh, oops!

[PanopticEmu]

slowly, cautiously, I creep towards the tempting pile of hot, fresh, steaming delicacies. My mouth starts to water as the beautiful scent wafts past my nose: freshly fried, and coated in a delectable dusting of sugar and cinnamon. Carefully, I reach out a shaking hand, the stunted white bones poking through the thin, parchment-like skin. I take one of the pastries, revelling in its warmth, but all the while on guard for the shouting owner, the hands outstretched to rob me of my spoils.

But they never came. Instead, there is a soft, quiet voice, encouraging me to take a bite. I hesitate, nibble, then before I know it, the whole thing has vanished through my ravenous mouth. They are GOOD!

[lass of something much]

*Offers @Scottie a paw up*

[PanopticEmu]

hunger finally sated, I look up. Everyone in the street seems to be heading to a large building with a cross on the top and colourful windows. Intrigued, I slip into the crowd. There, at the front of the church, stands Seb, dressed in a glorious tuxedo.

[shisteer of nothing much]

*smiles encouragement at Pano* Glad to see you acting a bit more like yourself. Good doughnuts?

[lass of something much]

^—^

*grins at Scott*

[Verdauga]

What sorcery is this? Just as I thought my pitiful existence had finally come to an end, I am forcibly revived, and become enslaved to a necromancer! My body screams in pain, as my soul struggles to leave, and is mercilessly held in place by the witch's curse. I am alive, but my existence has become for me a living dea..t.h....
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THERE ARE DOUGHNUTS?!!?

If any of this were true, I'd control the Cellars.

[Captain Wortshire]

*walks out of cellars, stretches, then walks out of church*

[Corporal Rubbadub]

*is blown away at how calm it is; decides to go in*

[Kade Rivok]

Oh dear, I've been busy and missed that this had been created.  Good job @Keva!

[Keva Strongbow]

*Pats myself on back* Thank you, thank you