So with my gun I'll guard her, all on the mountains high.

[anybodywitheyes]

If I never see another beet again, it'll be too soon. I think even Coyote would have found that one to be in poor taste. I doubt everyone's okay right now, but I can at least hope the scars we have left will fade with time

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[rainbowbrush]

I never want to eat beets again.

...Ever.

[anybodywitheyes]

For once I'll agree with you. I think the smell is permanently etched into my brain.

[rainbowbrush]

Gross.

At least you didn't have to go to school all day long!

[anybodywitheyes]

Oh yeah. I snuck in the school one day, to see what they were teaching in there. I can only imagine what it would be like to be there all day.

[legberjack]

[[OOC: sobbb I missed this earlier like every single other one of his posts before. ;u; I really love in-house/family CR, but if you don't wanna backdate this feel free to ignore.]]

[HELLO STRANGE WOLF-PUPPET THING, WHAT THE HELL.

Giriko walks past, bottle in hand, and for once, actually notices something. He looks down at his bottle, then back at Raynardine - well, shit. He didn't remember making that golem before. Don't even look like his style.]

Th' hell do you think you're doing with those?

[anybodywitheyes]

[[OOC: I HAD noticed a lack of Giriko. But I fail in similar ways all the time, so you are forgiven.]]

[Oh jeez someone's here! The lockpicks slip back into his hand.]

They're just claws.

[legberjack]

[[OOC: I think he was intro'd when I was on hiatus and I never picked the ball back up. TIME TO MAKE UP FOR LOST, UH, TIME]]

Right. Stuffed toys come fukkin' standard with claws, right.

[He lets that sink in.

He is talking with a stuffed toy.

Goddamnit.]

[anybodywitheyes]

[Your expression can be read like a book, Giriko.]

Stuffed toys come with claws and we live in 1950s America that was a communist hell hole last week. Who are you to say what's weird right now?