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I made two versions of Crisas (her usual cartoony self and a slightly more realistic one) for the #warcraftdolls tag on twitter, go and take a look! There’s a lot of imaginative outfits.
I’l try to add my two cents to the outfits, but for now I wanted to share this first step around here.
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Stay safe bro!
Oh, it’ll likely be dying down pretty substantially before/if it gets here, the gfs is still pretty hazy. But we might be getting a looot of rain dumped on us.
Either way, thank you for the concern!! <3
darkspears replied to your photoset: I DID IT OH MY GOD
congrats!!!
thanks!! i’ve wanted this for so long it feels amazing <3
26 and 33!
26 - Does your muse have any trophies?
The only thing that Dazzil would consider a trophy for himself would probably be the first thing he managed to pickpocket from a Random when he was a kid. It was a golden pocket-watch. It was broken and beyond repair so it’s monetary value was nil, but he kept it as it first successful steal. He was 8, they start so young.
33 - What are your muse’s biggest pet peeves?
One of his biggest peeves is when people feel the need to go on and on repeating themselves in the same conversation. What gets to him most is when that repetition is over mistakes or short comings, be it his own or someone else’s. He’s bound to tune out if he hears the same thing for the third time in less than 15 seconds.
I saw you at the Darkmoon Faire today! I remember one dude saying some shit about it not being pride month anymore when yall were being y'know... a couple. My character and his boyfriend were there ooc-ly but I got a kick outta ya flaming that guy. Cheers!
Oh... I was not at the Darkmoon Faire today so I’m not sure who you encountered but it wasn’t I! Good on them for reaming that dude though, whoever they were.
(I tried to answer this privately but you either have me blocked on my main blog or there’s a bug with tumbo :x )
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@darkspears replied to your post “@darkspears I see you lookin thru my trolls”
I LOVE THEM !!! Handsome boys !! (also omg don't worry @ me all u like!>:3c)
THANK YOU SO MUCH !!! I’m glad you like my boys ;v; theyre all assholes (except zali)
Pow!
The long ears of the troll woman sag with her laziness. She’d been enduring Xen'aji’s playful pestering for only about a minute, but that was quite long enough by the standards of the hunter.
After he nipped at her cheek she grabs him by the face and pushes him down onto the ground right beside her. She sat down her considerable weight onto his chest to pin him there before she continued eating her mid-morning snack like nothing happened.
"You're going to be a mother?"
It was a question that Nafani had been so certain she would never hear. The idea had been a distant thought up until the past few weeks, a possibility that seemed impossible for her. Not in this lifetime. And yet there she lie, looking down at a small lump on her belly with as much hesitation as the one she spoke to. She let her head rest, she had even asked for him to sit beside her. Such news wasn’t something she expected the young male to take easily, especially when she found herself hardly believing.
“..I ‘spose so.” Nafani answered after a moment of silence, her golden gaze peering to Xen'aji as he sat with her. There was room to question who sired the growing pup, she knew he may not accept himself as the father, but she was well aware of the truth. She swallows the lump in her throat, wetting her lips and speaking slowly. “I be undastandin’…if'n ya wish ta leave. Lotta t'ings gonna be changin’. Won’ keep ya where ya not wanna be.”
