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[ Sitting on top of a rather plush, black frog hat was a small, baby-like figure, a cup of tea in his hands, and the PCD resting behind him on the hat, showing the back of his hood, the curve where the eye of the frog hat was along with a small teacup on top of it, although nothing else. ]

Mu, Fran, isn't this event-- horrendously.. wondrous? ( Read more... )

[ In the corner of the screen was a small, cloak wearing figure, mumbling to himself while picking at the floorboards of the room he was currently in, using an old rusted piece of metal to lift one up, before he was moving to try and crawl in between them ( Read more... )

I'll take these. [ Pointing out various things on the vendor's table, Mammon waited for the person to set the things down in front of him-- various foods, mostly things that could keep over long enough periods of times; packaged candies, canned and bottled drinks, and a few other things also- then took the large cloth bag from over his shoulder, ( Read more... )

[ When the screen flicks on, there is absolutely nothing on it; in fact, it's completely black, although eventually, after quite a lot of shuffling, there was just the slightest glimpse of the corner of his face-- the small, purple triangle being the only thing visible on screen. ]

.. Muuuu'. How long is this going to last? [ Mammon actually ( Read more... )

Mu', another day, another year.

..perhaps I'm getting too old for birthdays. [ He can't even remember how old he is. |: Not that it was that important anyway. ]

[ On screen is a rather exhausted looking Mammon, reclining on one of the couches of the Varia Mansion, a small, dark green frog resting near his forehead. Behind him is a realistic enough looking wall, although it soon faded down into nothing, and Mammon's head tilted back just a bit, peeking towards the newly opened area with indigo eyes that ( Read more... )

Mu', what would you give, to be able to find anyone within the boundaries of this broken city?

[ He's got to make a profit here somehow. ]

[ The screen was blank-- perhaps a dark shade of blue instead of the black it would have normally been, though-- and quiet, strained pants sounded through it, although perhaps a bit muffled from the fabric it was in, since it wasn’t close up to him. It went on like that for what seemed like quite a while- although Mammon himself wasn’t quite sure ( Read more... )

will edit this once he gets out more. ene