#skooth

Dinner on board of the SoftSeaside ⛵🍴I’m currently running a mini-campaign with Ni’onthe's backstory characters as NPCs and in the first session, my players socialized a lot with the crew that Ni’onthe sailed with for two years ✨ This started as a doodle but then I went overboard and now we have a drawing with the 15 people, my brainrot is strong 🫠

I'll introduce them all one by one in the future and in the end we will finally reach my current brainrot, my boy Blauauge 💙

nick made a raft out of the fence & helped him up

Idk what’s your time zone but it’ll be another three ish hours

i figured, it updates about 1 pm est the earliest?  I have class at 2.  I'm going to play after my class and skip dinner until like 5:30 in favor for TWDG cause I pray it'll be a bit longer like 2 hours long.  I have class at 6.  I'm too concerned about Clementine's safety as well as Mike's and Bonnie's  Luke to this point is irritating when he appears and I groan at every word he says.  Kenny is likable but unjustifiable at times, like shouting at Clementine.  It's understandable he's grieving over Sarita but he had no right to attack Clementine and blame her for doing what she did thought best.  My main problem is everyone relies on this 11-year old child who still is slightly innocent but is hardened because no one says "are you okay, Clementine?"  No one peers into how she feels.  We look at Amid the Ruins.  Clementine is asked by Luke how she feels.  She says y/n/alright, but regardless, Luke isn't caring because he's too concerned about Jane.  It's understandable he's pissed because she's not there to help out and she left during a time the group still was not okay but I mean, please Luke, don't ask Clementine if she's ok if you're just gonna focus on Jane. 

:C do you need to talk?

nope!!!

i'm tipsy and watching pokemon so i was quoting it uvu

01. Smoke Wisps by mumbling mice

The sniper pinched the cigarette as the spy leaned forward, touching the end of his to the sniper's and letting it catch fire. 

The peals of smoke that curled from their mouths embraced and danced skyward.

"I don't get you," the sniper told the spy frankly.

The spy snickered. "What is it about me that you don't get, mon ami?"

"I don't get why you like me so much."

The spy laughed again, louder this time.

"What's so funny?" the sniper frowned.

"You. You are very funny, Kookaburra."