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Started by The Skarzs, March 12, 2014, 10:09:27 PM

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Rosie Willowwater

But... I... *sniff* I was j-just *Starts sobbing*
                    

Lady Amber

*Feels like an idiot* Er... eh... It's just that, garlic and cheese aren't things you put in muffins. Besides that, I'm sure the muffins would taste great! *Smiles reassuringly*

Rosie Willowwater

O-okay... *wipes tears away*
                    

Delthion

* Delthion steals all of the kitchen utensils.
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Faiyloe

I never said Del was allowed in the kitchen! No inmates in the kitchen, they could hurt themselves. *takes the utensils away from Del and leads him out of the kitchen and into the new patient lounge.* You can play with your mop in here.

As for Rosie's muffins *looks at them skeptically* Rosie has admitted to being a guest for quite a while, I trust her judgment on their culinary preferences... Though I will say this was one of the reasons I didn't make her cook.
I am back... sort of... maybe... Hi?

Delthion

* Delthion starts beating the floor with the mop handle, it eventually breaks and I start staring at a blank wall dejectedly.
Dreams, dreams are untapped and writhing. How much more real are dreams than that paltry existence which we now call reality? How shall we ascend to that which humanity is destined? By mastering the dreamworld of course. That is how, my pupils, that is how.

Rosie Willowwater

Yay! *Tosses muffin tray into the oven*
                    

Lady Ashenwyte

*Walks in*

A lemon is a mighty fruit.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Lady Amber


The Skarzs

Immediately I am suspicious.
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Lady Ashenwyte

The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Lady Amber

Sooo, yellow is superior in some way?

Russa Nodrey

Freddy

Lady Ashenwyte

No, but they are yellow.

I like lemons.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.