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You awaken amidst the darkness with only a faint light to greet you. Your body is hemmed in by shards of crystals, gently sparkling and possibly pricking your skin. The surrounding landscape is dyed in the pinks and purples of the dusk filled with crystals protruding from the ground, some as large as a skyscraper. After an hour or two of wandering through the crystal wilderness, a group of people find you worse for wear. They are the gallant Moon Knights from the planet of Prismatica. Because of the strange phenomena during the past months when scientists observed the sudden appearance of rainbow crystals in the sky, the government has been feverishly combing through the moon for more Moonblessed to be rescued. You’ll eventually be brought into Iris’s moon government center.

You all may have your usual inquiries — Where are we? Who are you? What's going on? — and the Prismals are almost too eager to answer. They tell you about their world and about the first appearance of the Moonblessed as the medical staff give you an examination to make sure you’re not carrying any viruses or biological hazards. If you react violently, you may be restrained and nerfed with a specialized neurotransmitting gun that releases a numbing agent through the top of your spine. Once the examinations are over, you’re informed that you will be provided accommodations on their planet during your stay. You will then be escorted to the docks, and led onto a large transport vessel that makes frequent trips back and forth between the Iris moon and the planet. Faces onboard vary from both old and new Moonblessed as well as the local Prismals.

The next destination: Prismatica.

▶ Welcome to the Jungle
Iris Moon, Government Center (Arrival) and Planet Prismatica, City of Lunatia | top

Welcome to Prismatica’s hub, Lunatia, the city of your dreams! A bustling metropolis lush with bright lights, vibrant colors, luxuriant plant life, and all the conveniences of technology absent from your own world… It seems like paradise to all the uninitiated. After a quick tour of the city, new arrivals can find themselves getting cozy in their new homes.

A Settle in your new home at Level 2 to find new roommates and say hello to your neighbors! City officials will give you directions to the designated districts across Level 2 and instruct you to pick out a unit. Each apartment complex has a different aesthetic, some may look cozy, some stylish, and some bizarre. The free accommodations have a basic living space that can only fit two or three people at most in one unit.

Starter Chromaspace furnishings are provided which can be controlled with the touch of a built-in panel. Examples are color-changing curtains, transforming sofa beds, cabinets turning into tables, etc. Customizing your apartment or moving out will have to wait until you earn more chroma. Until then, why don’t you check out your new neighborhood or explore the city levels? Maybe your new roommates or neighbors can give you a “hand” with allowance for dinner.

▶ How to Train Your Dragon 2: Electric Boogaloo
City of Lunatia and Kingdom of Lyestellus | top

As the weather grows warmer and the skies around Lunatia clear up, the toxic fog that once clogged up the airways is dissipating. This is great news: air travel has now become easier, safer, and more enjoyable. The recent increase of renewed flora and fauna must have led to these new developments.

While a clean atmosphere benefits Prismals and Moonblessed, it invites dangerous predators to lurk closer to the border. Fortunately, friendlier creatures also start to flock to the city, including familiar faces from the Lyestellus Kingdom. Indeed, the baby dragons once raised and nurtured by the Moonblessed have grown into the mighty, noble scaleborn they are.

The dragons’ giant shadows blanket the metropolis as they fly overhead for a friendly visit. One of them carries their sovereign, King Shiryn Lyei Drastellus XIII. In light of the Nothing’s recovery and the Inari Highway’s success, the king says that Lyestellus is inspired to further deepen their relationship with Lunatia. He announces that the kingdom has developed a construction plan for a skyway connecting Lunatia and the mountains of Drasomnis.

The Moonblessed are welcome to join their efforts. Lunatia and Lyestellus will be sponsoring a labor exchange program to ensure that everyone is well-rewarded and kept safe on their way to Lyestellus. The dragons will be flying and protecting Lunatian locals and any volunteering Moonblessed alike. But as there are only so many dragons, everyone is expected to share seats.

Several of the dragons are known to be excitable. As they’re looking forward to inviting the Moonblessed back to the kingdom, some overly eager dragons may snatch even the most reluctant person in their jaws to carry the whole way. And when we say excitable, they might destroy a wall of your humble abode to reach you as they are particularly good at sniffing out anything hidden. But how long can you resist their puppy eyes and wagging tails?

B In Lyestellus, one of the available jobs is to wrangle and care for small chicken-sized dragonlets that seem to be especially attracted to Sanguis Moonblessed. Their parents are away because of the skyway construction plan, so someone has to babysit them. These wily dragonlets love to run around in their coops, leaving rainbow-colored droppings everywhere, pulling at your hair or clothes, and cutely singing to try and coerce the Moonblessed into spoiling them rotten or helping them get away with mischievous behavior.

They are also attracted to Chroma and will be attaching themselves to Moonblessed. If they are too excited, they might bite onto their arms, mouth, neck, legs, nipples, and just about anywhere they can reach to drink their Chroma-infused blood. If you experience excess blood loss, you can recover it easily with moonlacing, but it’s best to avoid getting cornered and overpowered by too many dragonlets.

▶ Rise and Wine, It’s Wine o'Clock
Kingdom of Lyestellus | top

Several job openings are now available at Lyestellus’ wine distilleries. The kingdom is famous for its Dragonfang Wine, a luxurious drink pressed from the fragrant wildflowers and aged in barrels of wood found only on the mountaintops of Drasomnis. The wine itself is a vibrant violet with a rich scent the locals describe as heavenly. It is traditionally served during special occasions. With the skyway construction plan in motion, they will be needing to speed up production in time for upcoming celebrations.

C One of the job openings is for flower pickers. This line of work is not for the fainthearted. As they climb up the Drasomnis mountains to pick flowers, they need to watch out for wild wyvern attacks. Their majestic wings are powerful enough to blow a person off the mountain tops and they are proficient in wind magic. Try to avoid fighting near flower fields, as their gigantic feet may end up crushing the poor flowers.

Another available task is to participate in wine tasting to ensure the quality is consistent in each barrel (spit buckets will be provided to each person) as well as to create a menu benefitting to serve for the celebrations. The goal of the menu is to bring out the best flavors of the Dragonfang Wine. For inspiration, the locals will be providing large platters of cheese and draconic mood music.

Be careful not to drink too much: the violet-shaded wine’s delectable taste could lead to overconsumption. Those who get drunk may display flirtatious “peacocking” behavior towards other Moonblessed. Watch out for the cheesiest of pick-up lines!

▶ Slime Beneath Me, Slime Up Above, Ooh, You Love My Toxic Love
Kingdom of Lyestellus | top

Like their previous visit, the Moonblessed will be allowed to stay in bubble-shaped dwellings surrounding a breathtaking mountain springs known to have mysterious effects during the evenings.

Bathing in the springs during the day provides great relief, especially to any hardworking person. It has restorative properties that accelerate healing and the relaxing experience paired with gorgeous views can reduce stress and anxiety. The Lyestellus locals consider it as one of their treasures and will encourage all their guests to bathe in them at least once.

D Unfortunately, the largest hot spring in the center known as the Eye of Basti has turned disturbingly discolored for reasons unknown to the locals. It was reported that anyone who comes too close to the water will be swallowed inside. For public safety, they’ve closed the center area of the springs but there is a job listing that will grant access to it.

Those who investigate will notice that the discolored red waters have a strange, thick slime-like consistency. Standing too close will cause the waters to rise and form blood-like tendrils that will indiscriminately grab at anyone within the vicinity. They will repeatedly attempt to drag people into their watery depths. If they fail to pull their target into the water, then a curse will be cast on them. Cursed targets will be turned into translucent slimes which will mindlessly crawl onto any potential source of Chroma to suck their Chroma dry. This includes another Moonblessed, local Prismals, the nearest lamp post, or somebody’s car.

Nothing you try seems to affect the bloody tendrils. But fight long enough in the waters, the natural Chroma of the Moonblessed will gradually purity and restore it to its former beauty. Those who were swallowed, including lost locals, will be able to resurface safely and those who turned into slimes will transform back to their original forms.

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HOT SPRINGS ▶ As stated, only the Eye of Basti spring is badly affected. All other hot springs are completely safe.

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welcome to the jungle —

( arriving in a new place is nothing new— this, though, the seer did not see coming, and being surrounded by crystals and learning a whole lot about the 'moonblessed' was an information dump he didn't, again, see coming. but all he can do is get used to it; adapt, and learn, and accept it.

the conditions are, quite honestly, much better than what oletus manor had come to offer. it's an entire city rather than two manors, and he has much more freedom. even as he comes to choose quarters of his own, looking rather for a place for himself rather than shared, it feels much more freeing. despite the weirdness of it all, eli can't help but accept it all with open arms and a trusting heart.

his owl, too, that feathery companion often settled on his shoulder, seemed to have similar feelings about their new situation. it takes flight as soon as the seer opens the door to a random apartment — seemingly unoccupied —, and perches itself on the shoulder of whoever is inside, regardless which room they're inside as well.

the owl sees everything. )

You're quite happy with this apartment, aren't you? Maybe we can stay here...

( until he finds out the owl is already on someone, that is— )

how to train your ~~owl~~ dragon —

( this, on the other hand, the seer saw coming.

he worried at first, of course, for the appearance of dragons is not one he's wholly used to. but he finds them friendly even in his visions, and when they arrived, eli is more than willing to reciprocate their kindness and affection. it's a change of pace he has never truly expected, not after the game of chase he has been participating for so many months.

that, sooner or later, resulted in a man in his mid twenties taking the role of a baby-sitter... to a dragon. a dragonlet, one that has grown insanely fond of him with ease. its affection to him comes with a bit of jealousy at the owl perched on his shoulder, to which eli has been none-too-successful to put under control. no amounts of she's your older sister, you can't treat her so roughly and you two need to learn to get along, it's a blessing in itself to have someone you can rely on at all times could get through the dragonlet's scaly skin, resulting soon into a more aggressive and possessive approach.

though heavily clothed, the dragon's sharp teeth still manage to pierce through fabric and the skin underneath, drawing blood from his arm. the pain, sudden — albeit not harsh, he notices, the dragonlet's intentions hardly being one to cause harm —, is met with a quiet click of his tongue and furrowed brows, and the owl chirps in retaliation. )

Ahahah— it's okay, don't worry. It doesn't hurt. It's fine, see?

( the man says, pulling back his sleeve. the biting mark is neither deep nor big, so the blood is hardly much. it's still a wound that needs to be treated before it gets worse, or the dragonlet threatens to bite him even more, affectionately or to simply spite his owl. being so loved sure is hard. )

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( sure is 9 in the morning as i wrote these, so uh. if you want something else, or take these prompts halfway to lead to a new ending, go wild! i'm not picky in the least. )

[Hello, owl. Luca here is currently busy trying to dismantle the panel on the wall. He doesn't react at first, but you can't really ignore a sudden weight on your shoulders for long.]

Huh? [He glances over.] Hi there, little guy. [He gives the owl a quick scratch on the cheek... Hey, that funny pattern on the bird's head seems familiar... And would you look at that, the owner of the bird is standing in the doorway nearby.]

And hello to you. Fancy seeing a face like yours in a place like this.

[Not that he really remembers the man's name or exactly where he saw him, but he knew this man was a friend he just met in the last month or so... At the manor, actually. Hm.]

( oh. oh! he didn't think— there's a quick fretting over the voice, but he recognizes it soon enough, and worries less about his companion being so friendly — and definitely infiltrating personal space — to another. it's no wonder she had been so excited. finding a familiar face is not something he had expected so soon. )

Mister Balsa. ( the seer smiles, calm. ) The sentiment is mutual. I hope I'm not intruding.

( they might have shared a manor, but not rooms. if this is where luca has made itself his quarters, then he would respect his wish and leave, of course. the owl chirps, pleased, and returns to its rightful place, earning it a little scratch under its chin. )

What are you doing...?

Oh, not at all... Sir.

[ There is a faint expression of surprise for a moment. How does this fellow know his name? Simple, Luca must have introduced himself when they first met. But what was this man's name?!

At least he has other things to talk about. Like what he's doing! ]

Well, you see, I'm rather impressed by the level of technology in this world. Like this control panel, for instance! [ He turns his attention back to it and starts talking as he continues his efforts. ] I was fiddling around with it earlier and discovered it had the power to change the color of the drapes or turn the coffee table into a side table. I don't think I've seen anything like this panel, and I want to know how it does that. So, I'm going to see if I can take it apart for a moment and see the inner workings of it.

Edited 2020-06-09 05:14 (UTC)

( the 'sir' does sound a little bit exquisite coming from luca's mouth, but it's okay. at the very least, he does remember the prisoner suffers from some memories issues. whether or not he remembers his name is no offense or insult, really.

he'd be happy to introduce himself again. if it's of any comfort, the fact luca is still behaving the same as he remembers is good enough. )

That's— rather impressive, actually. I don't think I have seen anything of the kind. Are you sure it's safe, however...?

( even if the prisoner is used to magnetic fields and the like, this place is already exquisite on its own, is it not? what if their electricity runs differently, or something? )

[Luca will have to remember to ask for the man's name at some point, but right now his attention's on other things.]

I'll be fine! Or at the very least, I'll be careful. You've seen how good I am with machinery, haven't you?

[In matches, at least. Sure, he's electrocuted a few hunters, but the cipher machines continued to work properly after he's connected them and there haven't been any electrical fires.

Besides, he's clearly been through worse.]

Now where does this thing open up...? [How is it bolted to the wall, even. The casing to the console is practically seamless compared to the metal boxes he's more familiar with. There aren't even soldering lines... But he does find some sort of gap that looks promising...]

( that— is at least true, yes. he has indeed seen how good the prisoner is with wires and connections. it has been, many times, a literal life-saver. his concerns, all which now felt silly, are soon lifted off his shoulders; only the owl remaining. )

I wonder if the landlord won't be too irritated to know you've been tinkering with his property.

( if...?? there's even a landlord. he voices a quiet 'excuse me' as he enters the room, exploring its surroundings — it does seem more well-equipped than the manor, with much eli himself isn't too familiar with —, before settling himself near (but not too near, for safety reasons!) his fellow survivor. )

Does that panel control the entire apartment? That sounds rather impressive. Does that not mean this place is filled with wires?

[He pauses, blinking.] The landlord? I haven't thought of that.

[Which reminds him, he still needs some help getting that damned chain off his neck. He's far away from prison, and yet he still looks like an escaped convict. If only he could pick locks...

Talk of wires soon gets his attention; he actually turns around to try and make eye contact with the man and his owl.]

That's exactly what I thought! And yet I found not a single wire or cable in this entire apartment. There weren't even outlets to plug things in, and the machinery still works! Isn't that strange?

[He pauses again as he thinks of all the strange, wireless things in the apartment... And....] Though, now that I think of it... This might have something to do with what those local scientists said.

[If he can remember all the details. He tried to remember as much of that as possible, but he can't help being forgetful.]

( oh! he does recall something of the kind. there was a whole talk about moonblessed — and its adjacent moonblessings — and the so-popular chroma. it powers the city, and serves as currency, all simply through the act of physical contact... was it not?

it was quite the surprise, and truth be told, a little hard to believe. through the blindfold, the seer observes the other survivor.

unless... ? )

Do you think this place is powered by Chroma...?

Yes! That's what they told me, anyway!

[Thanks for jogging his memory, friend.]

Of course, this is all theory. We don't personally have much proof it exists, but I am willing to experiment...

[He is definitely giving the seer a smirk.]

( give him like, five minutes.

for a guy with future sight, stuff like that sure goes riiiiiiight over his head. he's engaged! he doesn't think about it!!! )

Oh!

( oh!??

he gets it now. physical contact doesn't have to include, you know, affection, but the way the people who welcomed them into this world sure had worded it like that. he still, definitely not fondly, remembers the many intrusive questions he had been asked soon after his arrival. )

... I guess this isn't entirely something mechanic, but it'd be close enough that you'd still be able to understand how it works.

( he shakes off that mild shyness, silly and unwelcoming, and extends a hand. hopefully they can still share chroma through two thick gloves? )

I would be happy to aid you in your discovery, Mister Balsa.

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[But did the Seer see this coming? This being one Mike Morton catching him in the middle of cooing at animals- which is really nothing new. Hope the Seer wasn't expecting a doctor. Because all he's getting is a smiley circus man that's all too eager to greet him.]

Well hello you. [and of course he turns to the owl. It would be rude to ignore her!] and hello you! Looks to me that you've faced no trouble already making friends with the locals, Mister Clark.

( he did not, in fact, see this one coming — but he's very pleased nonetheless. a familiar face is always welcoming, always a warm feeling to shoo away the cold loneliness. between the biting mark, the dragonlet nestling itself protectively on his lap, and the arrival of the acrobat, yes... perhaps eli has truly had no real trouble making friends, huh. )

Hahah, I suppose. But I can't be compared to your own charisma, Mister Morton.

( the owl hoots in response to the greeting, and the dragonlet only pushes its body closer and closer to the seer, as though this new, mysterious presence would steal him away. with the injured arm, eli pets it. it'll be okay, shh. )

It's good to see a familiar face. I'm surprised no dragonlets have attached themselves to you.

[He absolutely lights up at the pleasantry. Eli is charmingly disarming even though he may be a little eccentric. For the most part it's those robes, and the talking to animals, and the cryptic moments. But all in all an agreeable and reliable fellow. So Mike has no issue squatting down beside him so they're talking on level.]

Hehe, that's really sweet of you to say!

[and CORRECT. Mike cups his cheeks in a mock-bashful gesture.]

And I'm as surprised as you are. Maybe I'm too much for them? They just can't keep up with me!

[Despite the clearly protective body language of the dragonlet he wiggles his fingers in the creature's space. As if to ask: will you tolerate petting? Or will you be naughty?]

That does sound reasonable. You've always been a shining light and an uplifting presence, after all.

( it's mike's charm point, for sure, and it's always pleasant to see the acrobat being all smiles and jokes, especially when their situation had been so, ah... terrifying. the dragonlet on his lap approaches towards the fingers, as though sniffing them, as though sensing danger...

and it doesn't find any, pushing its head towards the acrobat's palm, its body bent forward enough that it's almost entirely out of the seer's lap (whew!). maybe he could finally clean his bite mark, now. thank you, mike! )

Have you been doing well? I must say, I have never expected to be out of the manor so soon. ( 'soon'. it has been what, a year and a half? two years? )

[Mike giggles. He didn't peg Eli as a wellspring of flattery. But this is not anything like the over-familiar audience members who flocked Mike with praise for the chance of gaining his attention. This is unprompted and he plans to pay it back in kind. But it has to wait because Eli's gone and asked Mike a question.]

Little ol' me? It's taken some adjustment I'll tell you that. But I don't think that we've been robbed of much by being abducted! Except for that opportunity to win the prize.

[But his lips purse in discontent. It was obvious they all had their own ambitions walking through those doors. Some of them had been far more secretive than others. But in the present Mike is happy to relieve the seer of the tiny dragon entirely by plopping it into his own lap.]

I'm more worried about how others will be dealing with it all. For instance, Andrew Kress is here, the poor thing. As well as some less-friendly friendly faces. But more importantly-

[A gasp. Mike finally noticed!]

You're bleeding!

[ He's never really been excellent with animals, per-say-- it's not that he dislikes them, but he's always been more accustomed to flora than fauna. The manor may have changed that a bit, but there's kind of a big difference between dogs and owls and...this.

Actually, it's the owl that ends up helping him. The voice is familiar, but it's the creature perched on the other man's shoulder that actually strikes the chord of familiarity. The Seer seems somewhat occupied, but seeing another survivor is far preferred to the other option. ]

...Mr. Clark. [ While he isn't necessarily too close with any of the others, there are some who's company he does prefer over others. This just happens to be one of them. ] I didn't expect to see you here....although I guess it shouldn't surprise me now.

[ ...Actually, isn't there another question that needs to be answered? ]

A-Are you sure you're alright? You are bleeding....

! Mister Kress.

( a familiar face, one after the other. eli agrees as well— it wouldn't quite surprise him if he met other survivors, or even — shudders — some hunters. but as always, he greets the gravekeeper with a smile on his face (to make up for the lack of, well, eye contact), which soon turns a little awkward. )

It doesn't know how to control its strength, but it doesn't hurt. Uhm...

( it is bleeding, though, well... it's at least not much blood!! )

This little guy complains every time I attempt to get up, so I can't do much. It's not a big wound, it should be fine if it goes untreated for a little while. I think.

[ Eli Clark is, to Andrew at least, something of an enigma. He's a kind enough man, one of the most pleasant to work with regardless of the situation, but his situation does beg a few questions. There's honestly still a lot he doesn't understand, and most of it he probably wouldn't even if it was explained. Still, there's no denying a sense of relief there's someone here who isn't a hunter or extremely...enthusiastic.

...Although it'd be better if there wasn't a small creature sliding it's beady eyes from the red wound on the Seer's arm to Andrew himself. He does not like that, one bit. He's just gonna look elsewhere. ]

If Doctor Dyer were here, I think she'd disagree. [ That woman could be more stubborn than him. He doubts even dragons would be any match for her on certain days. ] But if you say so, I won't bother arguing.

[ For now, let's pretend it doesn't exist. That works. ]

Did you just arrive?

( this bulky feathered thing sure looks delicious, but...!!! )

Ahah... — this your chicken?

( he says all haunting-like from way up high, like... skyscraper high when compared to eli here, probably. what's it like being so short? wouldn't know. )

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( chicken...?!?! the owl — rightfully insulted — nibbles at floyd's cheek with a bit too much force that it isn't a nibble at all, before coming back to the safety of her partner's shoulder. )

I'm so sorry! She's not a chicken— she's an owl. It must've hurt her to be called that, I apologize. I didn't think she'd ever bite anyone.

( not even hunters — who are much taller than floyd, sorry! not tall enough, buddy —, because she has always taken a more protective role than anything. cue his, ah, mild freak out. )

I hope she didn't hurt you. I'm really, really sorry.

Edited 2020-06-12 21:13 (UTC)

( ah... and what a lucky bird she is to have such a kind, kind master, because it's taking everything possible in him not to lunge forward and clench at little wings and little claws and rip and tear and stare at nothing but the ferrous liquid dripping from his fingers.

phew.

good thing he's got such decent control... for now. :) )

An owl? But they say everything with wings tastes like chicken, don't they? Sure would be fun to check whether that's true or not. ♪

( he slides his hands into his pockets, tongue poking out ever so slightly over teeth. )

Edited 2020-06-12 23:39 (UTC)

( ah— he knows this. this weird, looming feeling of danger. he knows this feeling when he — or those around him — are seen as prey. it's a familiar feeling that almost made him feel nostalgic, a sickening feeling he'd never wish to get used to it.

though his eyes can't confess to it, the way his body tenses up is enough telling. something isn't quite right here. )

I will not tell you what you should and should not eat, but do refrain from saying such things to me. She's not a wild animal you can hunt for sport. She's a friend I care for.

( even then, the seer doesn't back away; in the face of danger, he knows, he could defend himself. he'd just— have to be quick. quicker than this total stranger. )

I intruded in your living quarters, so I will see myself out. I apologize.

( back down, don't back down—it doesn't really matter. prey that rasps and hangs back in fear is just as entertaining as the kind you have to chase on foot, after all. maybe he'll let up on the chicken thing ... ooor not, because seeing mr. clark here get all politely defensive over floyd's casual jeering was just waaay too hilarious to let go of right now. )

My living quarters? Mmh, but there's more than one name scratched out on the door. That means multiple people can shack up together, right? Plus I've neeever really lived alone and I need someone who knows what they're doing right now, so...

( he's leaning his full weight forward against the door frame to hover over his strange new acquaintance, that smug, self-satisfied expression ever persistent as his voice lowers to a melodious whisper. )

You're totally sure this isn't where you wanna stay? Promise I'll be nice enough to you and your chicken. Nice enough not to squeeze too tight whenever I'm bored, that is... ❤︎

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eli clark, identity v.

Welcome to the jungle

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( 1/2 ) help

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How to train your-

how to train my what?? how to train my what, mike

👀✨ wouldn't you like to know

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i slide into ur dragon dms

show me urs ill show u mine

unbuttons my coat

welcome; guess whooo ♪

i come running into ur arms

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