Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20180509011221

How could she be so naive? How could she have fallen in love with a complete stranger? The not so little shoggoth, Ne'zon, "ran" back to her room in silence. No tears ran down her cheeks no signs of sorrow nor dispair were projected out to the world. Her appearance though composed and sophisticated exuded a glimmer of sorrow to those who payed enough attention would notice. Were her mother and sister there they would be impressed by her transformation. Were her mood not so low she would be proud of reaching such a standard. But this was not the case. This was another tragedy another blemish on what used to be a perfect life.

Ne'zon seeped through the cracks of her door as she entered her rented room and lay on her bed in unexpressed suffering.

(If you wish to participate in the RP do feel free to message me directly. This RP is primarily for The Reptile King) 