...hello?

[There's a little pause. Yuca, in his typical priest attire, is sitting in front of the church, looking a little hesitant, a little afraid.]

I've heard things... a new city, new people- it' all very exciting, isn't it?

[He bites his lower lip, before taking a deep breath and continuing on.]If any of you from- the Other City are ( Read more... )

I remember-

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[Yuca is sitting at the edge of the lake, staring out toward it idly, as if merely passing the time. His eyes are cold. Hollow. Dead. There's a blade on the ground next to him, but it's clean- no blood, no dirt ( Read more... )

[It's night. The stars and moon cast a dim light on an otherwise darkened room. The kitchen table. Yuca, sitting in a chair, his head resting in his folded arms ( Read more... )

Good day, everyone ( Read more... )

[Have a polite little smile.]I do hope everyone was able to save themselves from being buried under the raining food! Though I'm pleased it's no longer a danger, it is a bit of a disappointment that we can't seem to store it ( Read more... )

I have a hard time seeing how the Animus were able to summon giant turkeys, just for our displeasure. Unless they somehow arrived here like we did?

This... seems like a silly question- but does anyone have anything resembling these creatures from their home world? It seems odd that such a monster could just be created out of thin air.

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still aliver- hdurts though

rain dcome pck e up?////