01 ☬ OPEN;
Who: Krypta and EVERYONE EVER. Except NPCs. They can kindly go diaf thanks.
What: The demon exterminator-in-training is gathering everyone she can to talk about what was just posted by The Exile.
Where: ALL OVER PROMENADE no seriously she'll be going all over the place, so she'll probably run into you at some point.
When: NOW, DAYTIME, MOTHERFUCKERS.
Warnings: Idek, language? NO VIOLENCE SO FAR YET LOLOLOL. /trollfais
The second she saw that poem flit across the screen, something hit her in the pit of her stomach, made her worry. Of course, this didn't show on her face- she was learning how to control her emotions, slowly.
At this point, the only thing that went across her mind was to grab anyone she could, and try to talk it over. It's what she did with Nick, when tings like this came up (not like poems randomly happened, but other things more often than not), and they'd strategize and make a plan and go from there.
Taking to the streets, Krypta looked here and there, trying to find a familiar face among the ones that were already hidden behind their masks and enjoy the day stroll. As far as she could tell, no one else yet had noticed of the message left for them all.
A part of her prayed it would stay that way. Less troubles, and less problems for anyone else in the future.
What: The demon exterminator-in-training is gathering everyone she can to talk about what was just posted by The Exile.
Where: ALL OVER PROMENADE no seriously she'll be going all over the place, so she'll probably run into you at some point.
When: NOW, DAYTIME, MOTHERFUCKERS.
Warnings: Idek, language? NO VIOLENCE SO FAR YET LOLOLOL. /trollfais
The second she saw that poem flit across the screen, something hit her in the pit of her stomach, made her worry. Of course, this didn't show on her face- she was learning how to control her emotions, slowly.
At this point, the only thing that went across her mind was to grab anyone she could, and try to talk it over. It's what she did with Nick, when tings like this came up (not like poems randomly happened, but other things more often than not), and they'd strategize and make a plan and go from there.
Taking to the streets, Krypta looked here and there, trying to find a familiar face among the ones that were already hidden behind their masks and enjoy the day stroll. As far as she could tell, no one else yet had noticed of the message left for them all.
A part of her prayed it would stay that way. Less troubles, and less problems for anyone else in the future.