Mm, smell that? That, my darlings, is unadulterated love~

[It's Desai's turn! For interested parties, she can be found outside MDEA HQ, across from the Travel Agency. If you're linked here, the images below are still relevant, just... she's obv where your character is.]

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[location is MDEA HQ. whether Desai is affected by this event or not, no one can tell. all we know is she's going BIG and FLASHY, with background dancers and of course the invitations going out to all nations and any non-nations she's spoken to on a friendly basis. what's that in her hand? a voodoo doll. and guess what she's performing? ahem:]
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There is something to be said of manslaughter.

((ooc; this is a test run from your mod, who had an unfortunate hand injury while being a superhero wanna-be and she doesn't know if she can handle coming off of hiatus. so testestestest))

It seems time is the victim this time. But have we gone forward? Have we moved to the past? What do each of you think?

The seams unravel, and more possibilities become easier to obtain.

The network is abuzz over the festivities today. My holidays are joyous, not painful, correct ( Read more... )

Things are escalating.

My citizens, my residents. What a time that was. The wails of parents used, the fading of lives too soon...

How are you after all of that? Inquiring minds are truly interested.

I work in dimensions, and never forget this. Even when it seems you remember it all, as the world spirals and you become something you never were. As those around you twist and change, becoming a shell you know but a soul of happiness where they were not, or a spirit of tyranny as they never could be, I work in dimensions.

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It had an odd sort of beauty to it, that one, didn't it, my darlings? I have to wonder if it hurt at all. Perhaps we'll do a survey.