Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190628224007/@comment-26517142-20190713044248

Azkadia : (Grabs what seems to be a can of 'Smoke Coffee' and sprays dark mist on her mouth) There are no men here. All them are... non-existent. If ever one came.. she sends them down the factory. Where they're to be sentenced to labor for the rest of their life, far as I know. Not unless...the man in the spot is extremely important to the masses - then she won't lift a finger on him."

Anastasia looks towards Azkadia. "Factory?" Azkadia looks up. "Somewhere down there.. all the men are being used as cum-buckets. All the Candy-folk need is mana to shape candy into new and useful citizens. And the whole process has been this way ever since the time of Circe. Still hasn't changed one goddamn bit."

Azkadia eyes Repter. "But aas far as I know, that isn't the case of why you lot are here."

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Glinda looks sternly towards Morgan. "Is it one of your personas urging you to be that way, or - (suddenly notices that Albi's body had collapsed on the floor) ALBI! "

Elphabi collapses running towards Albi, shaking her shoulders. "ALBI - SNAP OUT OF IT! ALBI! ALBI, wake UP!" The Wiccen said, all the while an unnatural desire to run wild on everything started to fill the newly monsterized Holstaur's head. (Up to you how you're going to change Albi up, Kakae-san)