#askacultist

His initial reaction was to flinch from the voice, to turn and run - but of course, there was nowhere to run to, and Justin knew that he should take any opportunity to make friends that he could in this godforsaken place. Slowly, cautiously, eyes reserved, he lifted his head, hands clenching into fists around his bedsheets.

“Um- n- no. I’m new here... just arrived today.” Arrived. As though it was a choice. “I’m Justin.”

Hard is relative, I guess... The saddest was probably when one of my muses(my WoW Human Priestess) died(of old age) in the arms of her husband.

Jettatura:If they could place a magical curse on their worst enemy, what would they want the curse to do?

What's the trickiest problem they face in their life right now?