[Dream Event Post.]

[beastkingnaoma]

 You find yourself walking through a dark castle. Your clothes have been replaced with something probably frilly and half gothic.

It's dimly lit with candles and largely seems to be dark grey stone with an occasional suit of armor, bat, or rug.

Eventually, sword clashing can be heard. If investiaged, you can see Jinn using a jet black Katana to cut down moving armors. Or maybe there's things in them. Who knows. Finishes up, cutting the last one, and sheathes the ridiculous weeablade as the armor collapses into pieces

"Autumn ends..frogs settle into the earth."

Holy shit this man is the biggest loser on the planet.

Comments

[hexeninmadchen]

Vat did you call me?

[beastkingnaoma]

"Swiss. Miss."

[hexeninmadchen]

... I am not Swiss, you incompetent manchild!

[beastkingnaoma]

"That doesn't change the fact you look like 'Sviss Miss'! You schnitzel!"

[hexeninmadchen]

What the hell is a Swiss Miss, you hooligan!?

[beastkingnaoma]

"Hot Chocolate mascot."

[hexeninmadchen]

... I am not a drink mascot!

::She tries to swing a fist at your face.::

[beastkingnaoma]

He holds you back with a finger on the forehead.

"You look and sound like her.."

[hexeninmadchen]

Could you be any more of an obnoxious twit!?

[beastkingnaoma]

"You started it!"

[hexeninmadchen]

Because you got obsessed vith my eyes!

[beastkingnaoma]

"You were calling me a loser before that!"

[hexeninmadchen]

Because you are a man acting like a five year old!

[beastkingnaoma]

"I'm clearing out a castle, witchy!"

[hexeninmadchen]

Vith a toy sword? I don't even use weapons and I've see blades a thousand times better back home!

[beastkingnaoma]

"It's a perfectly fine sword!"

[hexeninmadchen]

Then you von't mind me inspecting it myself.

[beastkingnaoma]

"Fine."

He shoves it at her. It weighs like 120 pounds.

[hexeninmadchen]

::Crushed! Will this wake me up!?::

[beastkingnaoma]

Probably, Swiss Miss.