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'
That's how we should measure our lives. Not in distance traveled, or time passed, or worlds conquered, but in moments... and the rush of joy—of grace—that exists within them. — Megatron (Lost Light, by Roberts, Lawrence, Lafuente)
