There's a Big Storm Coming

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"Pre~tty good! And you?"

"It just got amazingly better with you around."

"Hi Cecil!"

"Kevin! How're you doing?"

I’m getting really sick of having to tell someone to read the rules and/or bio when I catch them deviating or ignoring information given. It’s awkward, hurtful, and just sort of ignores the point of having those pages up. They exist for a reason, and that reason is to prevent godmodding, triggering, or just general uncomfortable things while threading.

“Just go ahead and step into my office, Mr.Palmer.”

"And such a delightful office you have, Mr. Free."

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// Us

// fuCKING BLESS <33333333333

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Sereno got up, cup in hand, as he went to the bed, sitting down on the edge before he asked a question.  “What usually goes wrong, if anything?”

"I can't really tell you Sereno, you see I know some of what my abilities can do but not fully. I try not to use them to be perfectly honest because I don't want to hurt people. I don't want to become something wretched and manipulative. But-- from what I've seen happen to the people I do use the Voice upon you might become too heavily influenced and simply stay in the state I put you in." It was an alarming factor for Cecil but... well he was going to allow Sereno some for of control over it. Allow him to speak for the safe word and Cecil was somewhat prepped to get him out of the trance the Voice gave.

“Charlotte, get over here and apologize to your sister.”

"You know, you would think that Hannah would be the biter in this family."