● 1/1/2023
Melyssa: Happy Arriving, Mr. Hajime. *places a small, green object in the palm of Hajime's hand*
Hajime: Thanks. What is it?
Melyssa: Grass ring.
NightStalk: She pried the grass off the lawn in the rain. Thought the rainwater made the grass more pliable, clever girl.
Melyssa: Forgot Mr. Izuru. Be right back. *exits, then returns with a wrapper folded into a shape similar to the object in Hajime's hand*
DayStalk: Hajime's real, Izuru's formed.
Mud: Or the former Reserve student was around longer than the alter he was forced to inhabit. No wonder why Thyme had taken to him so quickly.
Debbeye: Orla, you may ring your bells again.
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[The tinseled Pygmy Neuronake complies, waving her staff while a pale yellow Blankslate hops, ringing the hollow tambourine around their neck.]
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Where Havoc Overtakes All
RandomA sort of spinoff of the Wads, if we can call it that. At least we know wherever it is we're going. Some content may not be suitable for younger readers, profanity for the most part.
