#affini posting

wait what do you mean you've seen this scenario a hundred times? Okay, I guess by now it is kinda trite for an affini to just take, but-

What do you mean you want something MORE? I'm doing my best here! Dirt, I'm literally non-con kidnapping you right now and you're complaining I'm being too cliche? What do you want me to do, dissect common Affini tactics every time I want to have a fun time groping an independent?

Y'know what, if you keep back talking me I'm going to put a gag in your mouth. Yes, a gag. What do you mean, "just a normal gag"? You can't even take a gag without complaining? The oversaturation of the market is obscene! Nobody wants a classic Affini, they all want an affini to like... shove a pacifier in their mouth and-

While I seem to be developing an enjoyment for these fishing mini games, there is something so fun about trying these "competitive multiplayer games"

My florets Shroob and Sylvia helped me get setup, and how to be in the open mic channels

It's so cute when someone gets upset cause I beat them and screams into the mic or types some very nasty words into the chat

But it sure does make it easy to simply, report them to a domestication center~

This is your loving daily reminder to take your meds, drink some water (coffee doesn’t count neither does tea) have something yummy to eat if you can, brush your teeth, wash your face and take a shower!

This is also a progress report on where the Coreopsis is currently at. We’ve intercepted an sos/surrender call on a broad band frequency.

To the cute little ferals out there we are so proud of you cuties for coming to your senses!

As always

*Rholiese Monarda, Fourth Bloom, stalked upon the firm dirt ground of the woods. Her large Beeple Protogen suit, stamping paw prints into the soil. The forest floor was filled with a mixture of green, gold, and red crunchy leaves left there by the cooling fall season. Vines poke out of the suit, unfurled, and slap the ground, shaking up the fallen foliage as a sign of playful intimidation.* *Besides Miss Monarda was an iron cage covered in an advanced form of plexiglass. It stood at 7 meters tall just like the miss herself, and within sat a tiny Floret by comparison, dressed in a flowing pink and blue princess outfit, covered in jewelry from head to toe. Her new milk chocolatey brown and strawberry pink hair, topped with alternating ears of dog and cat to match her playful and played with nature. A tail like a tulip, and dexterous paws that lay peacefully at her side. A leash ties her new collar to the cage and she waits 'patiently' (or as patiently a Roxy can be >w<) for her savior.* *(I'll let @bella-perennis-1st-bloom describe where she stands in this zone, behind you if I recall, if you ever need a vine to fall back on~ >w<)* OwO Or try your best~ I have many weak spots you haven't tried yet. If you're having trouble, don't be afraid to ask for hints ;3 *A breeze blows by Zoey, tickling her sensitive skin filled with Light Class A's. She wore an opulent dress stitched with rose-red and obsidian silk cloak, this regalia is less fit for battle and instead carries an elegance befitting that of marriage. The dainty pauldrons by her shoulder at the top of her cloak joined by a medallion of thorny silver over her core that reflect the gold of the autumn trees. Her midriff a brasiere and exposed in the center to show gentle skin along with any battle scars she may have had from her tussles as an assassin. Long black leather boots, tipped with steel, and an gorgeous choker to match her wings with dark ruby gems that dipped down beneath her collar. Their cloak writhes, stirred on by the leaves of the fall wind.*

and uhh,, is having a dead garden seen as a crime, or something... ^^"

1.1 - You are a treasure worthy of care. In word and action, you will treat yourself as a precious.

Makes it easy to reinforce a single rule, with a little Class H when needed. Just set her mind spiraling in, repeating "I am a treasure worthy of care", over and over until she believes it.~