anti-matter

nakoa: vermont's well known cryptid is literally called pigman.

the music was so loud she could barely listen to the other “mi dispiace, can you repeat?” daniela asked.

-- “yeah, this modern masquerade prom event kind of defeats the purpose of a masquerade. the point was to hide your identity and, well, it won’t be hard to guess who is who. though it does prevent assassinations of swedish kings..”

Looking up at the figure Terri sets her phone down. “They don’t care. They just thought ‘Ohh! Pretty clothes and masks’.” Rolling her eyes she laughs. “Of course it will be easy. We don’t have kings here, silver tongue. Excluding whichever airhead gets voted king.”

-- nakoa nodded. “bastardization of a carnivale tradition,” he replied seriously. looking down at the girl, nakoa screwed up his face. “i know very well we don’t have kings. it was an added fact- afterthought, really.”