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[finalbows]

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[ Angel Devil. ]
[  chatcube, or action. ]
[ if you're visiting the rose barn,
look for the door with the creepy bat-and-angel-wing sigil on it. Knock first! Or get zapped. ]

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[catposting]

Not that tiny. Could it be that tiny?

[finalbows]

I don't see why not, if there's an upper limit depending on an output of energy. We call that a "faucet," yes?

[catposting]

I think the noble and mighty Ancient would object.

[ though it is very funny to think about. if he starts laughing again he might not stop. ]

[finalbows]

Ohh, boo hoo, offending the mighty primal forces of nature~. Like I've never done that before.

--you know what!

Speaking of pocket-sized! I was right!

[catposting]

[ ....... yeah no he's still lagging ]



Come again?

[finalbows]

You aren't a completely synthetic lifeform after all!

[catposting]

[ the only reason he's not erupting into a manic laughing fit right here is due to the fact that they're still somewhat in public ]

Yeah, yeah, the genius Angel Devil was right again.

[finalbows]

And don't you forget it!

[catposting]

[ flicks a dice at his head. it probably bounces off his Protect but it's the thought that counts. ]

If you really want to win, find me in an hour. Bring me something cute that isn't a memory.

1/2

[finalbows]

<sub>[ it bounced. A 3. ]

"something cute that isn't a memory...?" what is THAT supposed to mean...</sub>

2/2

[finalbows]

<sub>[ it really took me this long to think of 'something cute' for him to bring


Angel Devil shows up carrying Sheep Fiend like the lil guy is a teddy bear. How the fuck did you track down sheep fiend buddy]</sub>

[catposting]

[ there are leaves in his hair. maybe he went into the forest to scream a little kill things appreciate mother nature's gift of winter. he looks VERY amused at the offering ]

Damn, you really want to win.

[finalbows]

Yes, I do. This is a ritual where the criteria are, also, extremely within my means. It would be a waste not to.

[catposting]

[ he snorts ]

Best of luck, then. You first.

...

You can put him down now.

1/2

[finalbows]

...

He's very soft. Not wiry at all like some of them.

_{[ look at that plaintive expression on sheep fiend's face. ]}

2/2

[finalbows]

_{[ begrudgingly puts down sheep fiend ]}

[catposting]

[ Angel Devil of the Rose Devil Army, you are adorable. the sentiment absolutely shows on Akrinak's face. ]

Yeah. He sleeps with me sometimes.

1/2

[finalbows]

So his job title is professional pillow~. Undoubtedly, "something cute."

2/3

[finalbows]

Let's see... I don't have to massage what I am for you, so I suppose I can use one of the less savory coins, this time...

_{[ he meant to share the memory of his first kill.
instead, it's... ]}

3/3

[finalbows]

_{[ something he doesn't remember happening... ]}

[catposting]

[ just turns to look at Angie, studying his face. listening for the shift in the air where his tail should be. ]

[finalbows]

<sub>[ it's still and tense, as he reaches into the water. picks it up.


casts the coin into the water again,
and the scene starts playing anew. ]</sub>

[catposting]

[ sir, ]



Ring a bell at all?

[finalbows]

...no.

[catposting]

... You remember the talk we had after the family game, right?

[ Akrinak had just become a Weed. Angie had led him back to Rose barn. ]