It is how we invest the time we are given that helps us make a difference in this world. My cavalier @TellingH_Story has made a world within my heart. #RP#NSFW
A fellow RPer has had their account hacked and taken over by NFT bullshit disseminators. Everyone please keep watch on your accounts, shore them up, change passwords. Especially the ones that you have left fallow for a while. #RP#Roleplay#HackedAccount#NFT
This is MY account, an RP account that has been hacked and hijacked by a bunch of NFT assholes. Hello, @twitter wake up and get after these kind of people!
#HackedAccount
a tendency to reek of it and eucalyptus. No, it smells.../divine/. Horatio, gentleman that he is, procures for us sugared apples and provides a hand up into the carriage ride. Even if we return to dozens of dripping nostrils and aching limbs, this respite will be well (4/5)
can and conducted us onto the already bustling grounds. Before today, I could not say I had seen a /wall/ of pumpkins, nor these peculiar apple headed caricature sculptures being sold in the marketplace. Everything smells of clove, and not in way the apothecary cabinet has (3/5)
unruffled and waved us both off, insisting we take part in the festive goings on. My Cavalier was content enough with the relative calm of the infirmary to steer me from the thought of it, and after a brief and intense "study session", suggested we enjoy the time while we (2/5)
The infirmary is /far/too quiet for this time of year, and as I worried to Horatio, I half expect an influx of persons burdened with sinus and throat maladies at any second....especially given that the temperature has dropped so precipitously. Laege Hemmingsen seemed (1/5)