Welcome to Edensphere...
Characters: NPC: Iris (npc_kun), Phoenix/Truth (misterbluesky), Miles/Justice (extantlaw), and Maximum/Hybrid (nixe_eva)
Date/Time: Sometime on Oct 2
Location: The Hall of Beginnings
Rating: PG13 for nudityXsims-bubbles
Summary: A full house in Edensphere with the least stable guide there to greet them.
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It was another one of those stupid times to be out of one's house if not possibly the worst time ever to actually be a guide. As usual, Iris was preparing the bundles of provisions for hatchlings. However, her thought bubble indicated Stop thinking about it. Stop thinking about it. Don't worry about it. Don't be scared. in a repeated mantra in her mind. But it only made her that much more self-conscious--how could she stop thinking about the fact that all her thoughts were now broadcasted by word bubbles over her head? It was bad enough that she was generally extremely nervous about greeting newborns as it was.
How did she wind up on this job again?
Either way, she heard some cocoons wriggle, which called a ! to the bubble before she heard the sound of someone sloppily falling out of a cocoon. OH NO! Omg, where--!? and what--!? And... OMG, I HAVE TO HURRY!!! She panicked, somehow barely managing to grab a few bundles of provisions before heading over to wherever the newborns were lying...
Date/Time: Sometime on Oct 2
Location: The Hall of Beginnings
Rating: PG13 for nudityXsims-bubbles
Summary: A full house in Edensphere with the least stable guide there to greet them.
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It was another one of those stupid times to be out of one's house if not possibly the worst time ever to actually be a guide. As usual, Iris was preparing the bundles of provisions for hatchlings. However, her thought bubble indicated Stop thinking about it. Stop thinking about it. Don't worry about it. Don't be scared. in a repeated mantra in her mind. But it only made her that much more self-conscious--how could she stop thinking about the fact that all her thoughts were now broadcasted by word bubbles over her head? It was bad enough that she was generally extremely nervous about greeting newborns as it was.
How did she wind up on this job again?
Either way, she heard some cocoons wriggle, which called a ! to the bubble before she heard the sound of someone sloppily falling out of a cocoon. OH NO! Omg, where--!? and what--!? And... OMG, I HAVE TO HURRY!!! She panicked, somehow barely managing to grab a few bundles of provisions before heading over to wherever the newborns were lying...