welcome sleepies, to our very first meme saturday! every month a little mod-hosted meme will go up for us to play around with admist the chaos, and this theme was chosen by popular demand! we've all heard about texts from last night, but have you heard of......
MURMURS FROM LAST NIGHT
strange things happen in the night. maybe you drink, or dream, or get high as a kite, and it's hard to hide it! especially when we're all collectively connected in a way! the rules are quite simple! you may even know them by now.
π post a top level for your character and include a few text starters, like the ones provided.
π interact.
π thrive.
π if you wish for your threads to be game canon, the sky is the limit (just make sure your thread partner is okay with it!).
π We might have some special guests later.
'twould be a difficult task, as I have none to speak of. One begins to desire to graft some additional limbs to this body of mine; for reloading crossbows, and for other similar tasks.
They crumbled away many centuries ago; an inevitable result of erosion.
[ It occurs to Ranni that this answer is hilarious since this poor man doesn't know she's not a biological being. It's equally funny to not enlighten him, but he'll probably get it shortly. ]
Luckily, mine fingers can now articulate, after some work by some fellow dreamers and artisans, and I can hold a blade and nock an arrow once more. To build on thine suggestion; perhaps a spear, and shield, crossbow, and one hand free, with which to reload.
Metal and porcelain, in fact. Hardy materials, but time withers everything. To have a hand dedicated to being free during battleβΈ» yes, this is most wise. How experienced art thou in the field of war?
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no subject
as I have none to speak of.
One begins to desire to graft some additional limbs
to this body of mine;
for reloading crossbows,
and for other similar tasks.
no subject
no subject
an inevitable result of erosion.
[ It occurs to Ranni that this answer is hilarious since this poor man doesn't know she's not a biological being. It's equally funny to not enlighten him, but he'll probably get it shortly. ]
Luckily, mine fingers can now articulate,
after some work by some fellow dreamers and artisans,
and I can hold a blade and nock an arrow once more.
To build on thine suggestion;
perhaps a spear, and shield,
crossbow, and one hand free,
with which to reload.
no subject
A free hand might be useful for other things, as well, in the midst of battle.
[But more importantly:]
Are you made out of rock?
no subject
Hardy materials, but time withers everything.
To have a hand dedicated to being free during battleβΈ»
yes, this is most wise.
How experienced art thou
in the field of war?
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Is war a concern of yours?