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Telrao

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  1. I've read exactly two - the BFG and Danny the Champion of the World. TPBM has read a Brando Sando book in one day!
  2. Granted! You are now in a star, and have been incinerated, I wish I could eat more than 413 nuggets without dying.
  3. Thank you! And now, another sketch! I drew this one a bit earlier, but hey, it's Lift! That was done the night I finished the Edgedancer short story (Lift is so FUNNY my HOID!)
  4. Uhm hi again @Matrim's Dice! So, I've realised that I have a HOID TON of schoolwork due on the week this game starts - so I'm wondering whether or not I could be reassigned as a Spectator? Thanks!
  5. Unfortunately, the cats were furious at being killed by shades, and so murdered them in revenge,
  6. I appear, my dragon-form gone. I emerge from the ashes, a smol floofy cat once more. Slightly confused, I bound over to Sequence, remembering the tuna fillet from before. Hungry, I follow him, meowing and almost tripping him as I rub against his legs (as you do when you're a cat).
  7. Telrao looks up at her mournfully, tears in her feline eyes. She studies the pencil, then picks it up carefully in her paw. She freezes just before she puts pencil to paper. Will this count as talking to a patient? Will I be helping Kaos by doing this? She finally begins to write. "Somehow, breaking my Third Oath has caused a small fracture in Kaos' cell. He is testing, pushing against it. I can sense it." She growls softly, tail swishing as she finishes writing. "I cannot speak as punishment for my sin. My power has been dimmed by Kaos' influence." She finishes writing, contemplative. Indeed, her aon patterns glow less brightly now. Her eyes seem to dim a little bit. Like she's... losing herself. With a visible effort, she pulls her mind back. I have to stay sane. If only for the Clinic.
  8. Kiss Fireplace, marry Arson Fire (sounds like a cool dude), kill Campfire (he smokes too much.) Potato, Potoo, Potoooooooo
  9. Ayyy nice! You are correct! Brilliant deduction, Sherlock!
  10. Thank you! And yes, it does say something in the mists! Two things, actually, but one is obscured by the shadow the lighting is terrible. I'm not going to tell you - I'm gonna try and see how long it takes people to figure it out!
  11. In anger, I rise and morph into a massive, fire-breathing, sandwich loving DRAGON! I roar and smakk Nerdy with my scaly tail, then snatch the sandwich delicately with my talons. I rise up, the ground quaking as bat my terrible, leathery wings! *cue Smaug noises* "I AM DESTRUCTION, FURY AND POWER! THE SANDWICH IS MINE!!!!"
  12. Heyyy another meme! Credit to the original artist (dunno who you are but thanks!) Enjoy!
  13. Heyo Humans! So, I have been debating about this for several days... and so I finally decided to make a Creative Corner - just in case! I did a sketch randomly and soo... yeah. Here it is! I can't draw hands, or people generally, so the proportions are probably a leetle bit off. Also, my phone has terrible picture quality, so sorry if it's a bit blurry! Vin sketch Hopefully, I'll also start posting some writing I've been doing - in this corner, I'll post sketches and art. I might make a writing corner soon (after exams) where I'll post concepts and short stories. Maybe. Have a wonderful day, Humans!
  14. Unfortunately, these cat companions were not Therapy Cats, and so could not do anything other than be normal cats.
  15. Telrao growls, then quickly draws Aon Tia in the air, targeting Willa. She appears next to Lark and Telrao, trembling. Telrao glances up at Lark. "The Balance has been upset." Her ears go flat against her head as she stands of shaking legs. "Kaos is shifting. It's my fault." The ground quakes harder. "I shouldn't have broken my third oath. Now, we are doomed." She freezes in place. She tries to speak, but all that comes out is garbled feline nonsense. There is panic in her eyes. She draws Ate, Aon for Silence. She can no longer speak.
  16. Telrao, listening closely, sniffs the air. She can feel something. A faint rumble in the earth. Something only a cat could feel. "We need to solve this quickly," She whispers to Lark. "Something stirs. I don't like it." Telrao draws some Therapy power in. Her Aons glow more brightly. Just in case.
  17. Telrao bristles. "If we fight, we're giving them what they want anyway! They want to destroy the clinic! Look, I have arranged a ceasefire. If we go now, and attempt to negotiate and fail, we will still have time to rally the troops." She pauses again. Sensing... something. "Yes, if we fight, the Clinic will be guaranteed to fall. And if they see us rallying our forces, they will feel threatened, and will break the ceasefire." Telrao swishes her tail, aons glowing softly. Telrao nods. "Follow me, sir. Willa and the others are waiting for us below. I hope." She begins to trot down the hallway.
  18. "Sir, they are revolting because they are unsatisfied with the conditions here. They hate their cells, their lack of freedom, and the lack of books." Her ears twitch. Something is wrong. Very, very wrong. She breathes in softly. We need to solve this soon. "I have an idea. We could arrange some kind of book restriction - purrhaps something like one book a month. It could placate them until we come to a full agreement." She growls softly. "If we don't arrange something, they will tear down the clinic and the very thing it stands for. The situation is dire. We have no choice but to negotiate." Telrao turns and begins to head out the door. "We need to sort something out. I suspect there is something more than just a revolt. We don't have much time." She pauses. "What do you say, Sir?"
  19. Granted, but the answer drives you insane. I wish for a potato!
  20. I used to (Interschool sport - hockey is BEST) TPBM has visited the Insanity Clinic
  21. Telrao nods, reserved. "Alright then." She turns to head down the hall. "And Willa? I promise you, I WILL try and make some way for you to have books again. Purrhaps not as many as before, but maybe one a month. And if it helps..." She rubs her head against Willa's legs. "I only want the best for you and the patients." Telrao bounds away and attempts to find Lark's office. She runs up corridor after corridor. Finally, she finds it. "Sir!" She bursts into the room and jumps up on the desk, tail twitching in excitement, "I have organised a ceasefire for one hour. But they have some conditions."
  22. Telrao looks up at Willa, and sighs. "I understand, Willa. I wish I could have a say, but I am new here. Human, do you realise the damage this revolt has caused? Listen." Shouts, the crackle of flame and screams echo in the hallway. "This is not the way things should be. I will do all I can in my power to make things better for you. Look," She points down the hall. "Let us settle this peaceably. Let us go to the Director, and sort something out." She smiles and purrs "And then we will clean up this mess. And, on the bright side, I am certain the Director will be afraid of another revolt - so conditions are guaranteed to improve. Who knows, purrhaps they'll give us cookies." She pauses. "What do you say, Willa?" Her aons patterns glow softly in the dimming light. "Will we have peace?"
  23. "HA! AHAHA!" - My brain, just now, looking at that meme.
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