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Welcome To Your New Home, Problem Children.

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*you appear at a garden and walk to a table located in the middle where I am sitting drinking tea* Hello my new child. Sit down and have some tea. *A chair is pulling out for you to sit at and a teacup full of tea appears front of you after you sit down* I am Lyila (real name is Annabele. Using Oc name). Your new mother. You can call me anything you want, except for curse words then your grounded. I perfered female pronouns but don't really care. But enough about me come and meet your new siblings that have joined the household. I hope you get along well with them. Would you like some more tea? *I refill you tea cup* I know this is a lot to take in so, why don't you join me inside? You can pick your room, introduce yourself, and meet your new siblings.All Rights Reserved

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