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I want to claim! Username: Reoakee Claiming Day: day 2

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I'm Dreaming of a Sweet Xmas Username: Reoakee Name: Tea Scoop (for those sweet Russian tea cookies) What's Your Favorite Cookie?: thin mints overall the Russian tea cookies are a close second for the almond goodness

Chart #3 - Roll 1d50 There and back again. The phrase rang through her mind as she was once again back at the room with the spores. she was at least good in finding this room if nowhere else. Sighing she sat down and took a long drink of water she had wanted to ration but she was getting...

Chart #3 - Roll 1d50 You're really quite struck by the beautiful luminescence in this section of the cavern. The mushrooms grow in strangely swirled patterns, creating an almost purposeful artistry from nature. As she walked she noticed the mushrooms glowing and decorating the cave like...

Chart #3 - Roll 1d50 She moved through the cave and found herself back back where she picked up those damn spores at. She knew this wasn't the right way. She had been so sure she was going to back with the group. still nothing. Sitting for a while she tried to listen. Her long ears drooped...

Have I got a Story for you! Username: Reoakee Bun Name: Soft Thump Personality: Quite and Curious Story: The winter wind carried the cold scent that tickled her nose. Her thick fur kept her warm but it wouldn't take long for the fluffy white flakes of chill to come. She was exploring looking...

Chart #3 - Roll 1d50 There's nothing here. Just more rocks. Rocks rocks and more rocks. she had really started to cry a bit and there was snot mixed with dirt. taking out the cloth she had tried to get the spores with she blew her nose and sat down amongst the rocks. She let herself have a...

Chart #3 - Roll 1d50 There's nothing here. Just more rocks. the rocks kept going up and down but in fact she has passed these before. was she going in circles? she didn't want to end up in the pulsing room again that was a place she could have been lost for hours. She sniffled a bit trying not...

Chart #3 - Roll 1d50 There's nothing here. Just more rocks. Walking she heard no new noises in fact it was eerily quite. She shivered and rubbed her neck. her long ears flicked up and down several times trying to strain and hear any voices from her group. She though that she heard them and...

Name: Obtained: blindbox RLC Artist: Lee Bonded: Mate: Parents: Kids: Other Family: Personality: History: Past Rps: Extra:

Name: Obtained: blindbox RLC Artist: Lee Bonded: Mate: Parents: Kids: Other Family: Personality: History: Past Rps: Extra:

Name: Obtained: RLC Artist: lee Mate: Parents: Kids: Other Family: Personality: Ocelot is actually fairly gentle and easy going but hates to admit he is wrong. He likes to make traps and small thinks like charms and trinkets. pretty nice to everyone History: Past Rps: Extra:

Name: Obtained: RLC Artist: lee Mate: Murchadha Parents: Kids: Other Family: Personality: Natalie is shy and tends to manipulate more then attack. She hordes and stocks things. can be swayed to turn against others except family History: Past Rps: Extra:

Chart #3 - Roll 1d50 you hear something scuttling on the rock above, but when you tilt your head up, you see nothing there. Something about the way it sounded makes your skin crawl, and you can't wait to get out of this place. You just hope whatever's past this isn't as creepy as the cave...

Chart #3 - Roll 1d50 There's nothing here. Just more rocks. continuing past the funky little mushroom. she kept wandering and found nothing more then rocks and cave. it was assuring that nothing strange or scary was happening at least. after everything that happened she wanted a shower and...

You find a strange fungus in the shape of what you're fairly certain is a celebrity's head. Or maybe it's a piece of broccoli? You're not certain, but it'll make a fun story anyway. Gain +1AP. She left the place of pulsing hues to find herself in a more stable hued section of the caves she came...

She had to keep wiping her nose and taking nice slow breaths into the rag. her voice was turned horse from the spores and she was mentally curing her guide for not warning her that yes allergens existed even in the afterlife. it was her own private horror at this point. Closing her eyes she...

Covered in spores. She remained in that cavern panting and still sneezing occasionally she was covered in the mess and it wouldn't come off she made a misstep making more spores come up which lead to a sneezing fit once more. It seemed to take ages to settle down and when it did she had to...

Chart #3 - Roll 1d50 Walking among the well-lit paths of the mushroom caverns seems almost dreamlike, with the colors slowly winding from cyan to deep azure, and from rippling azure to sullen violet before glimmering back to that brighter tone. How such enchanting beauty exists unknown is a...