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Hello Mare, How goes the trickery? I require the good chemicals. I must know.
Well it could have gone much better, but I have been learning more new tricks. I am very much looking forward to the mischief I will be able to get up to now. Maybe I'll see if I can bother Dark some.
Would that bring you some of the good chemicals?
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Natemare. Did you so happen to erm.. lend your sword to… an.. elderly human woman??
I don't remember doing that. Although that may answer why I haven't been able to find it. Have you seen her?
Do you eat chalk perchance?
"This is the second I have gotten asking about chalk. Why?"
There is an eerie silence in the basement room, the light still burning brightly giving it that ever familiar dim and dank appearance. With various furniture spread across the room, all with a thick layer of settled dust, it seems almost abandoned. As though locked in time, then the light flickers before making a soft noise and settling the room into darkness. The feeling is almost mournful, as though the end of something has occured without so much as a word.
Silence fills the darkness, almost oppressively. Nothing can be heard, until a click. Muffled and distant as it sounds, then another. The soft hum of electricity starts to come into clarity before suddenly a blinding light accompanied by another click, almost sounding like a light switch.
Once settled, the room that was familiar and known is no more. Newer furniture positioned around the room looking plush and comfortable. A table with a few odds and ends laying up on it, a couple controllers and a game case being among them. In another corner, a desk set up with two monitors, the computer nestled behind them humming away as the screens display a relatively plain desktop. The most noteworthy is a stand nearby with a guitar sitting on it, and the microphone hanging from a metal arm attached to the desk, adjusted just right with a filter sitting in front.
The room dims slightly, settling into a comfortable warm glow as a door clicks open.
"Welcome to my studio, my sirens." Natemare smiles as he kicks the door closed behind him, giving a theatrical bow while stepping further into the room. "I hope you don't mind the change, I feel it was needed after so much time away. Things can only change as time marches ever forward after all." He walks across the room and settles into the office chair at the desk. "I do hope that you may indulge me in some amusement now and then. I may even be able to work up some surprises for you all as well." He leans forward, elbows resting on his knees, and grins with a small tilt of his head.
The Studio is open.
Sometimes you just have to disappear and cause mischief and chaos for your own mental health.
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How good is you're familyship with Bones? Cause I hear He's really messed up and curl
Well, I have not seen him for a while. We don't really talk a whole lot to begin with.
