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[thygospelevity]

Greetings my ninjas of sevenfold! I come bearing no less than fifteen printed mother fuckin wavers!

With these blessings, we may be allowed passage into a world of wonder and enchantment, miracle and sweet fuckin mayhem! Kingsport, within the land of daymare, has brought about some true Mirthful beauty! We have been granted entry into the Midnight Carnival!

I cannot attend alone, not without first reaching out to my dear sisters of seven and brothers blessed to join me in an evening of entertainments with no need to call request of the culling-officer's permission, nor any cull parent! I know not whether festivities will go as they do within the carnathedral, but only through joining me may we uncover. Come now, my dear friends, and let us gather together that we may kick this bitch atmospheric!

Comments

[alkhimia2i]

In that case, I'd like to attend. Would you mind?

[Someone needs to keep an eye on this bright and eager (if a little strange) child to make sure he doesn't get himself into trouble.]

[thygospelevity]

Yes! No! Wait.

I WISH GREATLY FOR MY DEAR FRIEND ALNNAHS TO JOIN ME IN THE FESTIVITIES!

[alkhimia2i]

[Rest in pieces. This sweet child has done her in with his excitement.]

You can call me Shrike. Do you have a name?

[thygospelevity]

[Shrike. That is the most trollish name he's seen thus far.]

My name is Kurloz. Kurloz Makara. :o)

Now, I shall sign you as Shrike upon this waver, sealing our contract to a great mother fuckin time.

[alkhimia2i]

Well, if it's that official, I guess there's no backing out. Where and when are we meeting?

[thygospelevity]

Church.

I shall make the the arrangements for a fortnight. I believe it to be greater ease for all to meet before the Carnival itself. :o)

[alkhimia2i]

Understood. I'll be there.