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LARK?: Crude mockery. LARK?: …Thou should know one’s true name, as well. LARK?: We will not wear thine pathetic title! LARK?: Remember. Remember!

XIVA: Isn’t this much better? XIVA: A magnificent name! XIVA: Along with one’s true form!

XIVA: Without… her glamour. XIVA: She who stole this vessel, thee and thine body, and crafted it into her own image. XIVA: A vast improvement from that gaudy gold. Much easier on one’s eyes, one thinks. Much and more.

XIVA: But thee hath made a mess of this one’s vessel! XIVA: Thou invited an infestation! XIVA: That wyrm creeps under the skin and brings its army of maggots to fill the gaps! XIVA: And without its power, this vessel will only continue to wither and decay. XIVA: We should be glad she is no longer with us to see her masterpiece fall to ruin, but…

XIVA: Then this would never have come to pass...

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I've decided to have another go at making a BMTL challenge, this time it will follow a new sim (you'll have to read to find out who!)

This challenge will be heavily story based, if you haven't heard of the challenge before, here are the rules

But essentially, each generation you must bring back a premade sim from the dead to marry and have kids with.

I had a go at making one of these before with my Breathe Legacy, but I lost inspiration to continue with that story so it's on an indefinete hiatus

But this time I will succeed! (At least getting past one generation lol)

LARK: i feel your beanies again... HOWL: Uh… not that.

HOWL: The rain. LARK: yea? HOWL: ...They taught us players don't feel it. HOWL: So if they stand in it for hours. HOWL: Or days. HOWL: So must we. HOWL: Unbothered. Unfeeling.

LARK: that sucks LARK: well, you know i’m not really a player HOWL: ... LARK: but even if i was! don't do that on my behalf

LARK: if you don't like something, you can tell me. LARK: we’ll just do something else. HOWL: ...Alright.

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LARK: f is for friends! LARK: who do stuff together!!! HOWL: What is this? LARK: it’s a song from a beloved children’s cartoon LARK: u is for uranium! bombs!!! HOWL: This is a song?

LARK: n is for... nuts LARK: is that how the song went?

LARK: well, you get the idea. HOWL: An idea went into that? LARK: hey HOWL: I didn’t get it… LARK: …i guess it wasn’t a good idea, since it just spells fun and not funny.

HOWL: …Why did everything look different? HOWL: Did you notice that? Just for a moment. LARK: don’t worry about it

HOWL: ... HOWL: Are... HOWL: We friends? LARK: if you want to be! LARK: i'm down!

HOWL: ... HOWL: You're up right now. LARK: oh!

LARK: i'm down again. LARK: hehe

LARK: wait. i can be more down LARK: look HOWL: … LARK: ...so, did you want to be?

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LARK: well... i dont like hearing that. LARK: so why are ya tellin’ me?

HOWL: ... HOWL: You think we're friends. HOWL: A friend would be honest with you, I would think. LARK: … HOWL: The Company will inevitably see that a new world has appeared, and that I've been activated. They’ll look into the data I've gathered thus far. HOWL: I… know it’s probably too late… and I know there’s no escape HOWL: But I… don’t want to be the reason you're found.

LARK: oh, howl… HOWL: I don't know what you are… or why any of this is happening HOWL: I don't even really know who you are, even if you've given me your name… HOWL: But… you're kind. To the player… to me. HOWL: Even if you’re not Easter Sunday. HOWL: You’re also not the actual player. The game might think you are, but… I know you're not. LARK: nope HOWL: I’m not… yours. Not in a way that matters. HOWL: You have nothing to gain and everything to lose from being around me. HOWL: I’d make for a bad friend. LARK: hey…

LARK: … LARK: wouldn't they get mad at you for telling me all of this? HOWL: They don't scare me. Not anymore. LARK: you uh, sure about that? HOWL: … HOWL: I've already done worse.

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teefies

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LARK: it doesn’t seem like this area was burned, at least. just the main hall. LARK: huh, this one looks like a guest room. LARK: or a… hotel… room? HOWL: …The church also acted as an Inn for weary travelers. LARK: i see i see

LARK: well, it’s one bed, but it’ll work. HOWL: I can take the chair.

LARK: no nooo nope LARK: you are not sitting in the cuc—

LARK: … LARK: in the chair. LARK: why is that even there?

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WYRM: shut up WYRM: accept the opportunity to pick up where YOU Ieft off WYRM: or don’t WYRM: irregardIess WYRM: a new YOU will emerge from the soil WYRM: YOU agreed to this WYRM: now WYRM: this responsibiIity wiII aIways faII WYRM: with YOUr iIk WYRM: and the worId wiII continue to spin WYRM: without

LARK: yea yea w/e

WYRM: WE said shut up LARK: that doesn’t work!

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still taking questions for a mini Q&A with LARK! info

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