Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171024033731/@comment-25808351-20171031103549

(S9/Sun-Mi) "Moderately strong, huh? The air around here is moderately strong. Feel like we're next to a candy factory or something. This should help though." Marcus quick strikes a match on his gauntlet and lights his cigar. At the first puff, Sun-Mi can smell the cigar's flavor. It is fragrant, a blend of multiple pleasant scents that leave no pungent or strong odor.

"This cigar is from Lunalight. Your Aunt Cyndwella knows I love cigars, so as a birthday gift last year she reserved a plot of land to grow tobacco. Cyndwella then personally sprinkles the tabacco plants with her DE, that way they smell better to passerbys and I get a small taste of her. Cynd never liked the other cigars I smoked."

".... 'Marcus, that cigar smells like ass! It's not enough for you to look like you got a turd sticking out of your mouth, but it smells like turd too! Buy nicer ones!'." Marcus says all of that in a comical parody of Cyndwella. "Now then, what about this hallucination shit? Where is it coming from and in what way is the influence being placed upon me? Large Mice are not known to be skilled in alterations magic."