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[displacedbirdy]

There's a fellow with a long peacock tail sticking out from under his shirt sprawled across a couch. He's chewing on the end of a pencil that, if one looks closely enough, seems to have suffered his molar-y wrath before. Also, for those that can tell that sort of thing, congratulations, you've found a lycanthrope.

"If you could have any profession at all, ever, what would it be?"