MorimensβV2.5.0 Theater of Fate
"Pray, take your seat, Keeper. A new play, meticulously rehearsed, is about to begin."
"Whose company will you seek? And with whom shall you behold the stage's endless performance?"
Leave your chosen seat number in the comments below.
When the marionettes awaken at the tug of their silken threads, Fate shall return the lost "Silver Γ 200" unto you!
#Morimens #Arachne
I seem to be lost, good sir.
*Tilting Their head on the side.
An idea pops up.*
And I believe that person over there is too.
*Their hand, holding the rose, points at a Program who isn't lost at all.*
β Good evening to you as well. β
Bartik couldnβt help but be in someone elseβs good gracesβ
even if it was just for a moment.
He turns his head to the masked stranger, expression held with an amount of curiosity.
he pauses from the history book, looking up at the masked being with a confused look. he felt rather uneasy about Them, he didnβt even hear or smell Them.
β..who are you?β
//I love that my dangerous hubby has. Two sprites--
And that's it--
I wish He had moreπ
Why does Dexter and Little N have more sprites than Him???π
*A world far different, nothing like a plague that makes other forget, and a city full of fog and mystery.
The buildings were different, and even people.*
How curious. I wonder what's in store~?
*They turn to @VULPINE_EXER, falling petals suddenly appear.*
Good evening~.
*A masked being, face unknown and coming from nowhere, leans to the side to see what @TogetherlnDeath is reading.*
What a fascinating read.
*They purposefully speak, making it sound it was accidental.*