Hm...yeah, after we get everything back into full swing. We probably just don't want to do something like that until we get back into the plot. ^^ But that sounds like a great idea! I'm so excited to start this SB again!
"We accept the love we think we deserve." -Stephen Chbosky's Perks of Being a Wallflower
@fictionfanatic Yep, I think so! I can probably post for Lou some time in the next week ^^ In the mean time, if anyone else would like to post, they can go right ahead.
@GuyFieri I'm especially excited to see your post.
"We accept the love we think we deserve." -Stephen Chbosky's Perks of Being a Wallflower
Oh yay! I'm super excited to wake Saph up and get her into her new personality :3
Dorian, are you the one adding all the spices to our food? Of course I am. Why? Because frankly the food here tastes like poorly cooked sawdust. It genuinely tastes how Solas looks.
@GuyFieri and I are so excited, too! We only have limited access to the internet right now because we're on break, but we totally can't wait until we're up again.
I AM THE PAN. BEWARE MY KITCHEN UTENSIL-Y GLORY! Formerly 'PenAndSword'
I posted for Lou! Sorry it took me so long. Once a few more people post, I can get one up for Chris. Before the time gap, we should fit in the trial and the vote for Gabriel. Maybe also the situation about Saph's memory (@Basil). After everything comes to a lull, then maybe we can have the time gap. ^^
Do you guys think we should have the time gap before or after Group A & B find each other?
"We accept the love we think we deserve." -Stephen Chbosky's Perks of Being a Wallflower
Dorian, are you the one adding all the spices to our food? Of course I am. Why? Because frankly the food here tastes like poorly cooked sawdust. It genuinely tastes how Solas looks.
I LOVED YOUR POST @Basil I'm glad that nobody's in this room with me, because I snorted so un-ladylike and I feel slightly ashamed of myself for that, but Saph believing that the horse is Chris is just great also, you're creepy, @Pan
'we have lingered in the chambers of the sea / by sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown / till human voices wake us, and we drown'
