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 Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2014 11:45 am
Sat in a plush chair three times too big for him and surrounded by cushions, TG sank back and played on his Eyephone, scrolling through Hot or Snot, a ghoul grading site. A lollipop was rolled from one cheek to the next before he bit into it with a loud crunch and chewed on the shards of sugar. A bag of candy sat beside him as he perused the ghoulies and grinned. Nose too big. Horns too big. Ears too small. Too many freckles. Big jugs.
He continued to flip through to the next ghoul to grade. Nearby, the fireplace had been stocked and lit, warming the luxurious common room.
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2014 11:29 pm
Sauntering in like he owned the place, Etzer checked his pockets and made sure he had everything before stripping in front of the fire, hanging up his soaking wet coat and overshirt by the fire so they could dry. He was down to his skintight black shirt and pants, and let out a sigh as he sat by the fire.
Stretching and popping his joints, the frost demon tilted his head at the room and noticed the plumped up pillows, an eyebrow rising at the state of them. Was there really someone sitting in that chair? They must be tiny.
He kept his comments to himself, rolling his eyes as he thought of what Molan would say if he did mention something about it.
Knowing Etzer though, his filters wouldn't stay there forever.
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