Roleplay

d. nomnomnomnomnom on the creachers. survival of the fittest for the draco fren.

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..alright then, guess we can't let it go to waste
D. f e a s t

Path _: Eat them (I guess)

@Ombekende @Cattafang @Antisepticc @Skiatha @RavineCat @Skyfrost @DEADGODS

You snap up all of the dead critters, wondering why you didn't breathe fire. Maybe you have a different breath weapon than you thought... that smoke seemed to purposefully choke your unintentional victims.

A. But... But fire...
B. Breathe on more things. For science.
C. Screw this. Good night. (sleep)
D. Go home. (Where did this option come from..?)

D. Where’s (and what’s) home?

Hmmmm home we go (D)



(science is cool tho)

d, i wanna know what home is what is that I never heard of it

D, home? we have one of those?

Path D: Memory

@Ombekende @Cattafang @Antisepticc @Skiatha @RavineCat @Skyfrost @DEADGODS

As if on autopilot, you spread your wings and lift off. You stumble for a moment until muscle memory kicks in, and then you're soaring, heading for a specific destination. You wouldn't be able to get there if Night was suppressed, and for a moment you're thankful you did not take the Fox Man's advice.

Soon, you arrive at a large cave in the side of a mountain, which seems to be your vessel's home. There is a thick layer of packed dirt in the corner, which seems to be in the process of growing the same type of moss you found earlier.

A. Sleep on the moss-dirt (May kill the existing moss)
B. Sleep right here in the cave (Let moss grow)
C. Who needs sleep? I just learned I can FLY!

i’m goin with a because if we don’t sleep we’ll prolly die or something.