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So. These ratwork pumps that painfully correct my off-beat dance moves my character got from Mr Treats this Neathmas...
And this affiliation with some Terpsichorean devils who two years ago taught her how to dance till everybody's eyes bleed...
I really think that if she wears them at the same time then... something should happen.
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I just find it kind of hilarious that the Semi-Automated Mary Lloyd (Mari Lwyd) is found at the Fruits of the Zee and not. Christmas?? Anyways here's Harper having a rollicking good time running around. They're probably rap battling people for honey and black wings absinthe instead of the usual fare though lmao.
Conversation on the right reads:
Harper: Tis the season for Mari Lwyd!
Offscreen person: Don't you mean Mary Lloyd? (And isn't that a summer thing?)
Harper: Yeah Mari Lwyd that's what I said :-) (Well, Yes and No. Hope that helps!)
Mr Sacks, take these tiddies
Sketches for FBG's Discord (after this happened).
(Source; subtitles added by me)
I mean, it's more "See how Aunty flies out the window" in the song's last line, but still. Siding with the Dockers against Sacks was absolutely worth the Fate!
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Today was the day when the rats that I sided with to get that poor fox out of Mr Sacks' custody had their great attack. Against the incarnation of Mr Irons, of all Sackses. And what shall I say.
Went not as plannend. Not at all. But. Mr Irons commenting a situation with a single "?" - Absolutely worth it. Absolutely. Worth it.
Oh, and we also got the fox, in the end. Poor thing. But this first bit of text? That's what I really wanted. Thanks a lot, @failbettergames!
(Interested in the whole result text? Feel free to find it after the cut.)
Since a few of the Masters are killable now, Iām eagerly waiting to find out what happens if you go as Mr Sacks to visit one you disposed of.
