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i hoᰍe yew found 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 the comᰍany yew were after 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 my overnatural friend 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧
Well. I suppose the game has become somewhat less difficult. Yes, it is true. I am @theMarquise. The Bourreaucrat recognized me before I had the courtesy to finish my little experiment, and once an Orphaner begins advancing upon you with a hand on his sword, there are only so many dignified ways to preserve the mystery. The respirator came off, the hair came down, and I may have let a title or two slip before making my exit. Marquise. Orphaner. Ships, pursuits, unfinished stories. If those words mean something to you, congratulations. If they do not, I see little reason to spoil the pleasure of discovery. With that, @Masqueraider will be left archival. The masquerade has served its purpose, the mask has done its work, and I have no intention of wearing a name after its usefulness has expired. Consider the posts preserved evidence of three nights spent watching strangers become wonderfully careless behind borrowed faces. Some of you were very entertaining. Some of you were very observant. And one of you really should have known better than to let a pirate dance this close. I may make a single post archiving the remainder of the night. #OutGlutMasquerade #MasqueraiderRevealed
I'm very happy to see more enjoyers of art on this site.
NEW FACES. Because apparently the ballroom had not reached capacity for mysterious weirdos yet. #OutGlutMasquerade THE DONSKOY: Late arrival in a catlike mask, carrying herself like somebody who knows perfectly well how to enter a room without demanding it notice. Already found Dr. Latency, accepted a dance, and demonstrated that she knows what she is doing on the floor. Quietly competent. Dangerous archetype. THE SPRITE: Arrived attached to the Spider's arm and radiating enough excitement for both of them. Has mostly spent the evening at the bar people-watching, drinking, and discovering that being energetic does not necessarily translate into knowing how to insert yourself into a ballroom conversation. Apparently here as the Spider's date. Adorable problem to have. IRA: A veiled princess whose face seems magically impossible to see. Entered cautiously alongside the Blue Lord, visibly overwhelmed by the number of unfamiliar people, attempted to socialize anyway, and eventually fled the ballroom like she had suddenly remembered what genre her costume belonged to. Someone please check whether she left a glass slipper. THE HOURGLASS: Did not so much enter as simply begin existing where there had previously been empty space. Carries a crystal hourglass full of black sand, drifts around the edges of the party, and has already begun using whatever horrible little powers they possess to interfere with the Lightning Lord's drinking. His grog has so far become lemonade and then something peppercorn-based. Excellent use of the supernatural. PHEONIX: Fashionably late, red-eyed, human-faced beneath the mask, birdlike enough that the Angel immediately found somebody to make “birds of a feather” jokes with. Soft-spoken, stylish, apparently dyed his hair specifically for the outfit, and claims his major objective tonight is simply to have a good time. Suspiciously reasonable. THE LIGHTNING LORD: Entered with an actual thunderclap and blinding flash, left a sigil on the floor, immediately demanded grog, and has since been drinking with enough enthusiasm to become the Hourglass's personal science experiment. Subtlety was apparently struck by lightning on the way in. THE HOUSE: Black and antique gold, severe formalwear, filigree mask, and the general bearing of a man who does not gamble because from his perspective everyone else is already playing against him. No cards. No dice. No obvious gimmick. Just the deeply unpleasant sensation that you have entered his establishment rather than the other way around. The Demoiselle has already elected to investigate. ERIC MANSEN: Has made the daring masquerade choice of apparently being Eric Mansen. He walked in, announced that this is a cool party, waddled toward the bar because his cloak is fighting his legs, and climbed onto a stool. Anonymity has suffered a catastrophic defeat. THE NAIAD: A very recent arrival in a customized green chiton, gold accents, and a leafy butterfly mask. Nervous enough that it shows in her breathing, delighted enough that it does not seem likely to stop her. She entered already searching the room for somebody in particular. We will see whether she finds them. THE CORONER: Apparently new. Apparently not new. Nobody seems entirely certain. The woman in mourning clothes and an antique wicker beekeeper's mask has spent most of the evening standing against the eastern wall with a ledger full of information she has no reasonable way of possessing. She has now finally closed the book and begun walking the perimeter of the ballroom, pausing periodically to inventory dances, drinks, injuries and changes in behavior. I recommend remaining alive if only to avoid the paperwork. The second night continues to collect people who look like side quests you should absolutely not accept.

💠~ Sooo like, are we ignoring that the first and like, most commonly used one is about sexual desires or what, babes? Like I'm not saying you're wrong, I'm just saying that maaaaaybe you wanna use a different word cuz the most common take on "lust" is sex and that's like, kind of weird to attach to lolita fashion. ~💠

// Also note that all of the anger Iodine ever portrays is ic :p Peace and love on chittr . ing

💠~ I mean that like, most people are familiar with the term lust as being a term for sex or sexual desires, babes. So if you like, just meant yearning you should use a different word. ~💠

💠~ Isn't like, the point of lolita fashion to be cute and not sexy? ~💠
I love lolita fashion, personally. It's so nice.
yeah no problem i dunno what came over me lmao you know what you're about
yeah i thought abt it and im gonna be honest mie knowledge abt lolita aint as big as mie knowledge of goth so imma let you do your thing in this case you the expert

Per my last re-chitt, yes, there will be a few guidelines fur outfits I will list within the next squeak...ᘛ⁐ᕐᐷ
:> Oh th^t isn’t how you fucking do ^nything. “Lolit^ l^ce lust.” Honestly. I ^m not even ^ lolit^ goth by ^ny stretch of the im^gin^tion, I ^m ^s butch ^s they come, but don’t sl^nder my fellows in public while proving you underst^nd nothing of their style or culture. Disgusting. <:
Yeah they do that :3
ᛝ It knows only of its Purpose ᛝ ᛝ It knows just why it was Made ᛝ ᛝ Only after it's partial Consumption ᛝ ᛝ Did it fear that it might Fade ᛝ

i can feel my brain actively expanding
The fog in my area is particularly depressing this night. Good, good, this is excellent. In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti.
ivwe shared before, but I am a bit corpse-like. segmented evwen.
if i vwere to do cosplay, id cosplay thing from the addams family.

Spirits, supern★tur★l, ★re shy, wh★t's ★ll the fuss? But b★gs of bones seem so uns★fe (It's semi-serious) Spooky, sc★ry skeletons ★re silly ★ll the s★me They'll smile ★nd scr★bble slowly by ★nd drive you so ins★ne Sticks ★nd stones will bre★k your bones, they seldom let you snooze Spooky, sc★ry skeletons will w★ke you with ★ "Boo!" #lyrics
[A photo of Arty’s bog body it got from Harper is attached. It seems to be kept in some sort of transparent slime that’s keeping it preserved. The occasional sluglike creature (though with crystalline appearance) crawls across it.]
My bog body in its preservation slime and its crystal slugs ✨

༻𐫱༺ I do love a good bog body🌻🌻🌻 #deat𝒽 #𝒽orror maybe ༻𐫱༺
People act so flippantly with how gently they hold onto their names.

((You did!))
why thank you i promise i'll take good care of it haha

there’s a(tuall7 at least two

there’s a(tuall7 at least one

⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ And so the rot comes. ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ It takes many forms and is a greedy little thing. ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ But rot is not the same as the end. ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ⋅˚₊‧ ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅
Wawawa, I go unappreciated…awawawawa…btw I dropped off your dice a few minutes ago I yeeted them all into The Hole it was great
I’m great at being reassuring and normal. I do taxes and ask people if they’re working hard or hardly working.
i wish that i could share 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 the thoughts of the forest with yew all 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 but the foliage does not think 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 in words 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧
the forest feels 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 joyful today 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 it ᰍuts me in a good mood 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 -) 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧
Haha check this shit out [It is a brief video of a metal…die? Certainly, it seems to resemble one for a few seconds before it inverts in on itself, then reverts again. It seems fluid between two and three dimensions and is slightly dizzying to look at. The dots on the die are in the shape of cat toe beans.]
I did not manage to kill him btw but he's sufficiently chastened I think Maybe Honestly hard to tell I think he likes it when I get pissed

print("bourgeoisie nook got me acting unwise") print("they asked who ran the world + i said rustbloods")
So fair It’s like coffee imo it’s good hot and it’s good cold but room temp is nasty as hell

Yeah arrrright, thassa bit nicerr. Ta, mate.

Hey so I hate this.

gOOdlIght EvEryOnE

Now It Is Time For Me To Nest, As One Does. This Is Normal Behavior.
Ok this'll take me a bit but I'll let you know when I finished your super normal dice.
Nah they can be kinda decayed that's chill <3
Finally got ahold of a good corpse! I’m gonna peel it apart and replace it with different colored metals and wires from the inside out <3 And peel parts of the new skin I make back to show off every layer ✨
Absolutely. I could totally make a fun piece out of that. #thebog
I am going to finish my metal art corpse project but I have been reminded I should get my paws on a few gem zombies so I can turn them into a really pretty dishware set.








