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None at all? How about kisses then.
-Chu. Kissing frogs may be gross, but when they’re your moirail, a peck on the head wasn’t a big deal. He was mostly curious to see if that’d undo this spell though.-
undertakinggraveshift replied to your post: *Boops*
-Boops!-
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No boops! No boooops!
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Oh, I’m sorry you feel that way.
undertakinggraveshift replied to your post: “EURGH.”:
I’m sure you are also quite precious, and suggest kissing royalty as well.
FUCK YOU IN PARTICULARIBBIT.
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Me in particular? I’m unsure what I’ve done to garner your ire. 
I genuinely meant the suggestion. Grey magics work in odd ways, and I wouldn’t be surprised if that worked.
undertakinggraveshift replied to your post: “EURGH.”:
I’m sure you are also quite precious, and suggest kissing royalty as well.
FUCK YOU IN PARTICULARIBBIT.
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If it helps, you are undoubtedly the cutest frog ever, and perhaps a kiss from a prince will turn you back?
M!A ribbit :D now you'll match
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oh.  I should have expected this truth be told. Ribbit.
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>Death: Be in possession of Pembrooke’s phone
This is your phone now.
You licked it, it’s yours now. Actually you didn’t lick it, that’s gross, but it is yours now.
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On my way, expect a sound papping. If it helps, your hubris hasn’t sent you into the sea, Icarus. But I can’t see anything beyond that.
undertakinggraveshift replied to your post: Wellp. I had a good run. Goodnight everyone.
You’re getting fretfully smothered. Where are you?
[pvt] I’m still in my office. The adrenaline is wearing off and the oh nos have begun as they should.
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Death side eyes his death calendar. Pembrooke’s day of dying still hasn’t changed, so that’s comforting. However, someone needs a papping.
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-Alarmed!!!-
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((NO, I HATE HIM))
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FUCK YOU I WILL GET IN THE MIDDLE
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((THEYRE DISAPPOINTED. BOTH OF THEM. IN YOU.))
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FUCK YOU I WILL GET IN THE MIDDLE
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((Sorry for the unfollow Fin 8U, had to screencap something and yo ICON WAS IN THE WAY))
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I’m not sure if you fall into the same unfortunate situation as the numbered Felt, being... forced into the situation, but I am... hm. I don’t want to say impressed, here it sounds belittling... I find your dedication to keeping them all safe despite the possibility of being forced to remain admirable. Especially with the teasing. I hope I have that much love in me.
I think you’re a wonderful dame, and I hope you’re feeling better.
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I have my concerns given your ah, position in life, along with your friendship with Pembrooke... but, I suppose one cannot get away in this city without having positive connections with someone running a more darker slice of life.
Myself included, which I acknowledge that makes me a hypocrite. I just worry.
I don’t know you very well outside of this however so... perhaps I should fix this?
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hey elliot! -drops a box full of marbles on the floor. hundreds of them.- nice!
“Oh, hell-- ...oh.” Death watches the marbles go rolling, allowing them to flee off to whatever stops them in their tracks with an expression of acceptance. Yep. His patience cannot be stopped.
“Do... you need assistance in picking this up?”
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rexscelestus‌:
“And what do you suggest, Mr.. Pendleton, was it?” You frown at him. You’ve never been much of a fan of unsolicited advice, but sometimes it’s just easier to play along. Plus, it often tells you plenty about the person giving it too.
“After you.”
Is it unsolicited though if you just opened the door there? Just saying. Or maybe this is more dubious consolicited.
“Pendleton, yes. But- perhaps this is a discussion we can have another time. I’ve forgotten myself and this situation, and that was rude of me.” Death nodded his head in thanks as the king spoke last and stepped around him to lead the man to the office for the arduous task of paperworking.
“ Who cares? “
Death found himself perpetually startled over the muted ringing he was hearing from this one. For a brief moment, his other self had popped up behind the king looking equally confused before vanishing with a silent dismissal from Death.
“Not caring seems like a one way ticket to making enemies… which… given a man in your position, seems like something you’d want to avoid?” Death offered, unsure.
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MSPA RP Blog Compendium
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My time has come.
Tonight feels like a very bundle up with blankets and hot tea while doing a puzzle kind of night…
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