GAME GROUP TWO

[crittersheep]

[Suddenly the world warps around you, a warm mist...when it clears, you find yourself in a pristine factory, though dark factory. It's bustling with wolves going to and fro, all holding dark clouds in gloved hands. Welcome to the Nightmare Factory!!

Pretend it looks nicer than this I've had a week okay.

MORE IMPORTANTLY. You find that you too, have been transformed into wolves, each holding your own cloud.

You hear a voice on the intercom:

We have a dream emergency! Please deposit your harvested nightmares in the designated area! The fastest employee will receive a reward!

[time to get moving]

Rules | Tiles | Mingle | Start A Start B

Comments

[survivaltricks]

[hE SURE DID! HINDSIGHT, RIGHT??]

[shakes his head though]

I'm f-- I'm fine!

[he is not fine]

[heavyliesthecrown]

You are clearly not fine??

[survivaltricks]

Loki can punch me, and then I'll be fine.

[. . . probably]

[heavyliesthecrown]

. . . If you are sure.

[Can't believe no one ever wants to be kissed by a bluebell. smh]

So long as that works.

[survivaltricks]

[ugh. . . he's scowling]

This ritual sucks.

[and it started off so cutely too]

[heavyliesthecrown]

. . . We need only get to the end as quickly as possible. Let us make hast.

[survivaltricks]

. . . right.

[time to stand and take his next turn]

[and, you know, also stab Levi]

[heavyliesthecrown]

[ fuckkkk ]

[survivaltricks]

[HE'S HAVING A BAD TIME]