Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=96409&page=30#291 Author: Larkian Time Posted: 3/20/2021 at 11:12 PM Before you get the chance to do so, you hear multiple heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. You're closer to the stairs as you're less far into the aisle, so you're the first to be seen by the people wearing police badges. "Freeze!" one of them shouts at you. "You've been charged with assault." The girl behind you glances up, although she can't see them just yet. "Oh, fabulous. I think this is my fault," she mutters in a low enough voice that only you can hear her.

"Assault of what? The only assulat I've done is of the spiders that keep popping up in my bedroom. I have no idea what you're talking about, I'm just trying to help a friend pick up some dorpped books." Eleni complains but complies.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=96409&page=25#249 Author: Larkian Time Posted: 3/5/2021 at 11:10 PM (Uhh let's go with office if that's aight? xD) (Dude I just realized that your character's occupation in this RPG is practically the one my character in your RPG has in his canon verse) Even if it had been a dream, the line between dream and reality must be so thin that you don't even remember having fallen asleep last night. You dodge the crowds and make your way to the office, about a five minute walk from your apartment. Your mentor's office is locked, but you'd fortunately brought the spare key with you out of habit. The office is adjacent to the police station - practically a separate building, but still convenient, and it allows you guys to have some personal space.

(*mind blown noises*)
(yeah i made this response a little while ago and saved it. um. i think i overdid the joke.)

Ladies and gentlemen, this disgusting feral BEAST is about to do the most horrific thing you've ever seen. If you are faint of heart, please, avert your eyes before you are absolutely traumatized by this utterly inhumane and savage treatment towards an innocent human being that is about to occur.

The wretched beast is reaching with his scraggly claws into his pocket. Nobody has been able to predict what is about to happen next. It took scientists and historians ages to decipher the text and images recording this story to find out what was going to happen next.

The item this beast is carrying upon itself is metallic and sharp. I hope that I will never have to defend myself against such a fearsome weapon. It plunges this metallic stick into the keyhole and opens the door and swings its ugly and hairy head around the room, seeking out his prey. It lets out a fierce battle cry,

"Hello?"

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=96409&page=29#289 Author: Larkian Time Posted: 3/20/2021 at 10:41 PM "Yes, yes, of course," he says quickly, pointing at a shelf before pulling out a handkerchief and dabbing his forehead yet again. "Over there, if you'll excuse me I'll be in the back room." He hurries out and heads through a door behind him, which doesn't quite muffle his mumbling and what sounds like him rummaging around violently.

Evan, a little conserned, heads over to the soup shelf but makes sure that the shelf is inbetween him and the counter. He starts to brows the soups and waites until the shop keeper comes back out before heading up to pay

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=96409&page=30#292 Author: Larkian Time Posted: 3/20/2021 at 11:50 PM This pen was donated to the library by an anonymous benefactor. It may "store" a written message of the user's choosing, to be copied down at a later time. The ink pot shown here is likely purposefully crafted to go as a set with the pen, and it seems to hold an infinite amount of ink. Its crafter is unknown. This pocket watch was abandoned in this very section of the library several years ago. Although multiple efforts were made to find its owner, none came forth, so at this time, it is now part of the library's display. Examination of its workings reveal that its intended purpose was meant to be something of a trackable device, but it has been somehow damaged and thus does not work. Additionally, the device that would have tracked it has never been found. Due to signature markings etched on the inside of it, it is believed to have been crafted by the legendary crafter known as the Crane, but these markings could have been easily forged, so the actual crafter is uncertain.

Mildly interesting.... huh. I turn and glance at Siara, wondering what I should do now.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=96409&page=29#288 Author: Kittyauthor Time Posted: 3/20/2021 at 9:05 PM [quote=2480303] (Pfff. "Oops" "Does that make me a god then?" I laughed out loud. Also did a Tarr slime their book or something? ) What does an undead deer have to do with the end of the world, I think. I tap my fingers on my leg, trying to remember the last moments. Elongated hallway. Ceiling crashing down on my head. Waking up in yesterday... Does it have to do with death? Is this deer the bad omen? Was a member of the undead deer things that splashed this book with... black goo? Was it this scientist's fault for dooming the world? I close the book and ponder. Maybe I should go look for one? I open the cookbook and look through it for any indication of undead deer, knowing, deep inside, I'll just need to look for myself.

*pokes Lark*

(Did I forget to ping you the first time?)

(Ah, understood. Take your time, no rush.)