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another day - another try

another toss of the rocks

Math rocks go!

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Username: Lutz
Acting Kin:
Preference list: Party 3, Party 2, Party 1
RP Out The Scene The blue dryad is making fermented drinks with you in the back of the trailer park forest clearing. She wants you to test out her latest concoction. What is the flavor or result of drinking this new experiment?

"So...uh...you really think this is safe to drink?" Tides asked as she peered over the strange concoction she and her slightly too-crunchy neighbor had made. It was all organic this and locally sourced that, but it smelled like it had been sitting at the bottom of a compost container for weeks!

"All right, all right! I'll try it!" she said as she was given a Look. Reaching for the mug, she took a dramatic pause before gulping it down. Instantly she dropped the mug which shattered when it hit the ground. She doubled over, making groaning noises of pain and terror. Slowly she sank down onto one knee, her colorful hair hiding her face from view, her noises continuing until-

She stood up and tossed her hair back over her should with a smile on her face.

"Hey! That's not bad!"

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Username: Lutz
Acting Kin:
Preference list: Party 3, Party 2, Party 1
RP Out The Scene The pink dryad is choosing whether to go out on a date with a thin smart boy and a big muscular boy and she's asking you for advice. You know something about one of her potential dates that she doesn't know about. What is it and what will you tell her?

Starving sighed as she listened to her friend go on and on again about the Two Boys she'd been chatting to over the hottest new dating app. She'd already given her opinion - the big muscular boy was definitely more her type, but she knew her gentler friend might find the skinny smart boy more appealing - but she was still at a crossroads. Starving had downloaded the app as well to try to dig up some more information on the two prospects and she was scrolling through the skinny boy's profile when something caught her eye.

"Oh...honey," she said with a sympathetic but exhausted tone. "Don't go for Slim Jim. He's not your type."

The confusion on her friend's face was enough for Starving to turn the phone around, showing off a picture of the boy in question with a red clown nose atop his own human one and a wig so colorful it made Starving's eyes hurt. The shriek her friend gave out was hilarious as she pulled back from Starving's phone, fear on her face.

"Yup," Starving said, popping her 'p' for emphasis. "Can't date Bobo with coulrophobia, I'm afraid."

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Username: Lutz
Acting Kin:
Preference list: Party 3, Party 2, Party 1
RP Out The Scene The pink dryad is joining a sports competition and invited you to watch. You don't want to disappoint her, but a series of unfortunate events happens to try to delay you. What are those events? Did you miss your friend's event or get there right in the nick of time?

"This is unbelievable," Summer groaned as she leaned forward to rest her forehead on her steering wheel. She hadn't moved in ten minutes and all the cars around her kept laying on their horns despite no one being able to move.

She had left her apartment early so she could get to the field to watch her friend's first soccer game but everything had gone wrong since she stepped out the door. First she'd gotten pooped on by a passing bird, so she'd run back inside to change her shirt. Then on the way to her car she missed a step going down the stairs that led to the apartment building's parking lot, sending her stumbling down the last few steps. Thankfully she didn't hurt herself but she'd wondered if the universe was trying to tell her something.

Once she got in the car her check engine light had come on, but she was going to let that stop her! But maybe she should have...the subway would have been much faster. From her apartment to where she currently sat she'd been in traffic, and now she could do nothing but watch the minutes tick away. She felt terrible that she'd end up missing the game, but maybe she could get there in time to take her friend out for a drink after to celebrate her victory or soothe her loss, whichever the case may be.

Or she'd be stuck here for the rest of time. Who could say?

Aaand a roll!

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its getting hiiiigher hiiiiiiigher Higher of the grouuuund

Let’s see if I can beat my roll of 974

Let's goooooo

We got this, we got this!

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