Second Psalm [Video]

[takemysword]

[The feed is at an awkward angle. It's obviously half on its side, showing most of a room and a woman in the middle of it. She's in her underwear, which is a plain cream chemise and nothing else. There is a corset held up to her front, the cords trailing as she chases them like a cat. Her body contorts, golden hair flying about as she tries to grab

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[stakesthings]

This place is kind of light on the priests and heavy on the corsets.

So if you're having trouble with your victorian underwear, I'm pretty sure there's a good supply of helper types.

[Hopefully ones who won't grope.]

[takemysword]

Vic-tor-i-an? [She tilts her head. She doesn't know that word.] I have found a helper, thank you. I shall have to work harder to find a priest.

[stakesthings]

It's an era. You know, the-- uh. Old type era. With corsets and big--

You know what? Let's move on from the underwear. I haven't seen a priest around. What do you need one for?

[takemysword]

I have never heard of Victorian as any frame of time. I'm sorry.

I would have liked to go to Mass and to confession.

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[thenobledie]

And for what reason do you need a priest?

[ lia, how do you feel about possible saints with giant ass shrines? ]

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[takemysword]

I would like to attend a Mass and have Confession.

[HARLOT. I mean...what?]

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[thenobledie]

[ SHE REALLY LIKES ASS, OKAY. u n s u r e. ]

I have not acted as an officiant in many years, but only ghosts know what is confessed.

[ oh, shirley, you're so clever. ]

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[takemysword]

I've never heard of a woman in the Catholic Church who acts in such a capacity.