I try not to be. Some people might love the chaos, but I truly love order. it might not be everyone’s definition of order but That’s not to say I don’t like letting loose, that’s totally different in my book! I just don’t like loosing my sense of self. it’s not as fun as it’s cracked up to be and then you make mistakes.
Well, if you didn’t drink the moon water, then it wouldn’t matter if there was purge fluid in it. Homeopathy can kill, you know. But, fine, I’m willing to admit drinking “moon water” is unlikely to be harmful in and of itself, so long as it isn’t a substitution for any kind of real medical care. I still think it’s ludicrous. As are you.
I’ll bring as many dead animals into this as I want. Would you like a porcupine that’s been decomposing for three days? How about a meadow vole that just died? Or the cat. No one seems to want the cat. You clearly lack any sense of taste, and I mean that in a figurative sense. Unless you also happen to have ageusia. Then I mean it literally, too.
I had an imperfect upbringing, fine, but I can guarantee it was better than yours. At least I’m not lapping up “moon energy” and “mother earth’s hugs” and “baby crystals” and… whatever else.
Why wouldn’t I drink it!! You make it with ingestible liquid for a reason!! Not as quickly as drinking decomposition fluids would kill you!! You’re a psychopath!
How dare you! Are you killing them for sport then? Not that I’d mind if you enjoy killing moose but for Gaia’s sake don’t bring them into my life! I don’t want any of those things!! Gods you fackin’ banshees and your dead things-lemme guess...you have a whole collection of bones too, eh?
HAH! You don’t even know what you are! I’ll bet your mum didn’t even help you come of age then. No wonder you’re so out of sorts trying to pawn of death water at people who just wanted to help you!
Thanks. Forearm, huh? Any preference on size? There’s a lot I gotta know. You wouldn’t believe the number of people who come in saying “Do whatever you want!” and then get cold feet when they see the design.
Or they’re the ones who are self employed with bills up to their eyeballs. Uh huh Sure.
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Wellllll what if I promise I won’t freak when I see it? I’m thinkin’ wrist to elbow! Inner forearm. Something cute!
That’s true too. But I’m glad she’s gettin’ the break she deserves! Do you ever take vacations?
Y’know, that sounds pretty fun, actually. I’ve got a lot of shifts this week, but I could swing by in the evening if you want someone to hang around with. I haven’t gotten a chance to see much of it yet, but it sounds cool.
Oh that would be amazing!! They’ve got all sorts of pretty twinkle lights set up for the evenings and it is straight up magical. Plus you can’t beat all the fresh air and fresh FOODS!
I didn’t think to ask about the toppings. I think it fell onto someones car, so I’m not sure it would’ve been the most edible after that. No pizza place took credit for it as far as I know.
Hm...you’d think someone would want the world to know they were making the largest pizzas that happen to land already in your car! Cut out the delivery man!
[pm] Oh, you sound fun, I like you. Is that your address? Well, one jar costs $12, so multiply that by 13, and that’ll be $156. When should we send them? Or you can pick them up at BUG BUSTERS PEST CONTROL SOLUTIONS located at [user has inserted address] with contact information through [user has inserted phone number] if your schedule’s all over the place and you’d like to just drive by.
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[pm] You sound fun too! It’s where I work, which I practically live there I work so hard! Hah! Ohh what a steal! I can always swing by, I’d love to see what a pest control office looks like!
NESSA AHHHHH HIIIII!!! THANK YOU FOR NOT FIRING ME FOR BEING GONE FOR THREE MONTHS! You da best boss ever!
I am so ready to jump back in! Gonna make those bar tabs MY BITCH.
Also we should hang out after work soon!! I mean like only if you want to! Oh and I’m not implying that I don’t NOT like seeing you at work, don’t get me wrong! Like you look bomb af in the lighting there, like damn you are so pretty girl wtf, but yeah we should do lunch someday!! Omg am I making this weird SORRY I JUST THINK YOU ARE SO COOL PLEASE HANG OUT WITH ME AGHHHHHHHH
Of course not! I’ve also been gone for quite a bit, it’d be so rude of me to fire you for the same thing. Even though at least I gave the club notice but you’re just so much fun to be around
I love the enthusiasm! Let’s get that bread!!
Oh I would adore that! What were you thinking?? most humans can’t keep up with me but you seem to be running like an energizer bunny! those are still things right?? Love, you FLATTER me! That’s all part of the magic of the club’s lighting though, it makes everyone look amazing! Neat trick, huh?
I honestly couldn’t tell you. I haven’t really ran into any yet but when I do, I’ll let you know. Maybe they’re upset about something, I don’t know how bees work. But yeah, that’s what you’ve come back to. Woo. Is White Crest your hometown?
If they’re upset, there’s probably an upset in the natural balance of things...which...I don’t think I feel, but who knows...
Oh no...but it is now! My home, and it’s a town! What about yourself? You grow up here with the fucky bees?
Looking for a club geared towards fae that features awkward supernatural speed dating nights? Of course you are. In that case, Faetal Attraction might be for you. Located on Amity Road with most of the other freaky nightlife, the club is open to any non-human species who wants in, but is owned and run by fae. Bringing humans is frowned upon, but allowed if they have a fae chaperone. They may receive some rude stares, and some fae species may try to feed off them if they’re not careful.
There is a strict no violence policy when it comes to interaction between non-human species.
It costs a fairly steep $20 to get in, but the drinks at the bar are cheap (and surprisingly good).
Speed dating (called “Blind Faet”) runs every Friday night, and all species and sexual orientations are invited to participate, though you’ll find some of the attractions are, indeed, fatal (what do you mean you didn’t know she was a leanan-sidhe?).
Old Joe, a long-time patron and Scottish spriggan, scans the doorway and has some unkind words to say about any non-fae entering the club. Most fae look down upon non-fae who go there.