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I’m getting flash backs to that fanfic romance rp Wersh and Breth were doing when I first joined TEP.
“This pest has a tendency to... douse the flames.”
*Tsul holds you still so you can’t wave for help*
The dynasty of Amabilisian Tsardom in Valsora is House of Radokova
“Planes? What is a ‘planes’?”
Oh I don't drink.
I weed
“I thought the food tasted bad because the altitude diluted the sensors on your taste buds...”
Finally. The deal with airline food.
*Tsul pats your head*
Tomato tomahto. Either way you start sounding wack.
Greetings, Amabilis. Arkantis will soon be your neighbor once it is added to Valsora's map, claiming the islands east of you that used to be Shinnokawa.
What can you tell me about your nation, its values, and the way it is run?
“You know... I don’t think you will send me any zombies.”
*Tsul winks*
a
yes
*Tsul squeezes you tightly to emphasize your point*
“You won’t betray me~”
very tired
and to think it's only wednesday, ffs
“You could never betray me, you know the mere thought disgusts you~”
*Tsul ruffles your hair*
the mere thought of you disgusts me
Azachland, Danelaw Scandinavia, and Saint Cinder
“I wasn’t telling that to you. Now, just what are you hoping for~?”
*Tsul squishes you more*
“Wrong~”
*Tsul keeps holding you*
“Hm... won’t let you~”
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