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The Splatoon update is lit.

What's a sleep schedule?

If I don't respond, I've fallen asleep. Last night killed me.

Developing a bond with someone you RP with because you enjoy RPing with them... is that like, normal?

She takes a long moment to think to herself about what made her think she had even the slightest ability to do such things. Well, honesty is the best policy. Especially when my life is at stake. "Hey, I uh... I have no idea what happened to you. I thought you were a dead cow and now you're some...

"Oh, of course, silly!" What a predicament, she thinks. If he wants to be normal, I'll make him normal. "All you had to do was ask," she jokes with a nervous laugh. She waved her hands to cast a spell that caused the beast to appear to be an average dwarf.

(oof.)

A dastardly idea forms in her head. I could push him over. The bottle would be pushed deeper into his body and possibly kill him. She gives the cow a strong shove.

I hate enjoying an RP and forgetting basic human needs.

I really did plan on sleeping.

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Ha, fuck you, monster-thingy! She uses her magic to cloak herself and prepare a sneak attack on the beast. She smashes the bottle of brandy and holds it as one would a knife and inches closer...

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She yelps in pain. "I-I said I didn't do anything!" she shifts, trying to escape this hellish cow-beast she finds herself facing. "What the hell is your problem? Haven't been milked in too long?!" She chuckles to herself then continues fleeing.

(oh nice)

She tilted her head slightly. "I did.. what? What do you mean? I haven't done anything yet.. Uh, I mean at all!" I guess this isn't exactly and everyday thing for him either, she thinks.

She looks at the cow, shocked. "I, uh.. This is some brandy? It's a fine drink. Very... good." She tried her darndest to convince this... cow to have a drink.

She steps back, startled. "Uh, buddy? You okay?" she says with a slightly nervous tone. "Maybe a drink would calm you down?" she points to the brandy in her hand.

At this point, she could be practically breathing down the dwarf's neck. "Uh, hello?" she says and taps him on his shoulder.

She jumps slightly at the scent of the cowcass (cow carcass) before her. Yeesh, she thought to herself. She exited the wagon, brandy in hand and hesitantly approached the dwarf.