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001 | (this is so not what she) texted
[ hey, look, it's a picture of a brightly colored phallic fruit from Sorrow's orchard. it's laid out on a cutting board next to a second brightly colored phallic fruit that has been cut into, and clearly chewed up and spit out. next, is a selfie of ashley, her nose wrinkled in disgust. ]
The only room this 'fruit' could possibly be used in is the bedroom!!!
Y U C K
[ and several minutes after the post occurs, out in hadriel, in the ud house, ashley screams in horror. that was not at all what she wrote. someone save her. call ghostbusters! burn the phone! oh god, or maybe just kill her! ]
The only room this 'fruit' could possibly be used in is the bedroom!!!


Y U C K
[ and several minutes after the post occurs, out in hadriel, in the ud house, ashley screams in horror. that was not at all what she wrote. someone save her. call ghostbusters! burn the phone! oh god, or maybe just kill her! ]
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Spite, for the most part. The goblins and soldiers were taking my actual food and not replacing it. So I had a bit of a grudge and started fucking them up where I could.
The dragon was... just because, honestly.
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[ because in her mind's eye, they're huge creatures that breathe flame. how does anyone just eat one. ]
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[ and in all the stories, he's never eating dragons or goblins, just trying to eat little old ladies and their granddaughters. ]
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[But he hears that disbelief, and he raises an eyebrow.]
I could prove it, if you like.