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[secondbornsun]

WHO: DAFFODIL
WHERE: DAFFODIL
WHEN: DAY3ODIL

[ dang we got rooms AND beds we're living the good life (*ignore the trauma) ]

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[secondbornsun]

. . .

I won't say no to tribute, but that's kind'a fucked up.

[rugpull]

It's kinda fucked up. Like s'good stuff ain't being wasted. But it's still real odd.

[secondbornsun]

Wonder if that means we can kill the sheep out there after all.

[ probably not ...... ]

[rugpull]

No but repurposing them if they HAPPEN t'die is probably fine.

[secondbornsun]

Given how Miss Blossom is, that don't seem too unlikely t'happen.

[rugpull]

Yep! And we can go hunt and all. 'll probably take Brulee to go find some more meat later. And send Mint foraging.

[secondbornsun]

[ we??? ]

Mmmh. Guess there's nothin' else t'do but play camp 'til it's our turn for the portal or whatever.

[rugpull]

Yeh....hopefully we go together or 'll be pissed.

[secondbornsun]

Awwwh, ya wanna stick with me that much?

[rugpull]

No I just ain't wanna be left behind to eat shit alone.

[secondbornsun]

I'll always remember ya.

[rugpull]

If I die give my gran a load of money in remembrance.

[secondbornsun]

I can do that. Ya got a message for her too?

[rugpull]

I love ya forever please go buy a steak.

[secondbornsun]

Noted. Your gran ain't gonna kill me for ya not comin' back, will she?

[rugpull]

That's on you my guy.

[secondbornsun]

That's a yes. Okay.

[rugpull]

She could snap ya like a twig good luck.

[secondbornsun]

Bold'f ya to assume I'll go up to her in person.

[rugpull]

Maybe she'll find ya.

[secondbornsun]

. . .

[ (face of someone trying to decide how much of a hassle it would be to try to avoid a heat seeking granny hyena) ]

Guess I'll just die.

[rugpull]

See ya in hell.

[secondbornsun]

I'm lookin' forward to the welcomin' party.

[rugpull]

It'll be a good time.

Now eat yer meat.

[secondbornsun]

'M eatin', 'm eatin'.