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Started by Lady Ashenwyte, April 03, 2016, 10:20:39 AM

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The Skarzs

Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Faiyloe

Fascinating.

*Scribbles notes on clipboard*

Russa: violent aggression directed towards lampshades, an instance in the existence of a frod by the name of Fredy, signs of regression to an earlier state of mental development, a delusional belief in the existence of holograms (perhaps a coping mechanism used to explain the inconsistent behavior of the other patients).

Del: dislikes the taste of "fairies", an obsession with eating anything in sight, sees things that aren't there and then usually proceeds to eat them.
I am back... sort of... maybe... Hi?

Cornflower MM

Is there a cook position available?

The Skarzs

Vivid schizophrenia. Part of the reason they have trouble responding appropriately to situations around them.
Cave of Skarzs

Cave potato.

Cornflower MM


Delthion

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.

Russa Nodrey

Freddy

Delthion

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.

Russa Nodrey

*Watches Del eat a hologram* Weird...
Freddy

Delthion

You said you wanted to be food! Faiy! Russa is also a liar! ;D
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.

Hickory

I'll be the health managed.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Cornflower MM

*Shrugs* *Goes into kitchen and starts making mashed potatoes, gravy, green beans and biscuits* Cobbler to come after, y'all!

Russa Nodrey

Freddy

Cornflower MM

*Hands Russa a plateful* Anyone else want anything? Oh, and you get to pick if you water or apple cider.

Delthion

* Delthion stares blankly, stops trying to eat Corn.

Cider.
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.