Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170416205858/@comment-30636131-20170417212429

'Oh that's great. How am I supposed to cook this thing if this peryton is hoarding it all for herself. '

Maybe this catch is a little bit too difficult. Afterall, it is some peculiar, mutated rabbit not an ordinary one, and it has a guard, or whoever that deer is. Ulysses came clean, suspensly stepping out from behind the tree. This time, she managed to get a longer and closer glance at the strange rabbit. She realised it wasn't just a birth defect or anything like that. It was another creature. A wailing thong? Or maybe a Wouster Tilly? Oh yes... a wolpertinger

"'Ughhhh... so uh... who like are you guys, I guess? I don't actually care... I just... sigh... I don't know..." 'Ulysses said in such a tone which could even give an innocent 2 year old clinical depression.