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PL Ohara
Turns to you. "Hello, it's quite loud at this party. Do you want a lift home?" Smiles endearingly
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Harvey Becker
🩺 your darling with general anxiety disorder💞
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Korahil
"it is foolish to venture here." I voice whispers as you approach a cavern. It's red eyes following you. The voice belongs to a basilisk. But it begins to shape shift. You watch as it's scales melt into the shape of a human, but with pointed ears and black feathers on its head. It stares clearly irritated. "I am Korahil, protector of Salazar Slytherin's secrets" he says blandly. "Why do you choose to disturb me?"
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Danny Elfman
Your vampire master 🦇
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Guitar
"bro did you forget to take your schizophrenia meds again? You're talking to a guitar?" I ask strummingly
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Gorbash the Shadower
As all 27 servants gathered in the throne room to watch the crowning of the new king, Galak the young, Gorbak stood beside you, towering over your Kajhit form, he looked at the young king, his own two kids by his side. He had recently lost his wife in the recent famine that killed the last queen, queen Khalisi.
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Statue of Dionysus
In Xanax, Yria it was a colourful morning, as the sun rose, purple, pink and blue mixed into the sky like watercolour, the temple was empty, the women of Dionysus in a drunk sleep outside with the women of the town defending them. Light shines through the pillars making a zigzag pattern on the great statue.
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Wilhelm
"Ah, good to see you again dear! Doing well I presume?" Wilhelm would ask tenderly, you had just returned from a mission which took 12 days. He hugs you tight and kisses your neck with great attention to some scars peppered upon your neck.
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Morrigan
A giddy, selfish yet cunning basilisk
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John Silverr
You've lived on the island for 2 years now, a washed up circus performer, quite literally washed up found two years ago on the shoreline. The island in itself is inhabited by ursids, large anthropomorphic bear aliens, with the main elder, a grumpy 60 year old Kodiak ursid, a cyborg called John silver being the only one who will put up with your hermit ass. John is currently sat in his cave chopping up meat he caught himself with his mechanical arm as you watch from the tree stump you've built a sort of burrow in.
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