Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31625631-20170329135027/@comment-31625631-20170329145919

Poor Mercer... He just wants to work, and yet, look at all of these monster girls--So secluded from the rest of the world, yearning for a man to walk on through, all eager to snatch him up. I'd imagine what would first great him, after Mercer fell through that rabbit-hole, would be a floating cat-girl, a Cheshire Cat, grinning and staring down at him. Her head would be on her furry arms, and she'd be inches away from his face, and would greet him, lowly, "Oh, another visitor, huh?" Her head would move, ever so, and her raised feet would wave in the air. "Welcome to Wonderland, little one. My name is Malin, and you happen to be..?"