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Honestly I just wanna scoop up Triss and feed her some Havarti cheese bites.

"Not gonna stop you!"

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Triss. You should take Vine's place! You'd be a great Queen!

"....."

".....I ONLY HAVE THIS ONE BUILDING!"

Sobs.

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"I've hired a professional to make wanted posters to help find Vine! Let's see how they turned out!"

"......"

".....why didn't I just draw it-"

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He was wearing a light grey hooded trench coat and pants, a white t-shirt, and also white and grey shoes. He also had a silver chain necklace around his neck, the pendant a three pronged crown that was half white and black. However the trench coat was zipped up and with his hood up all that can be seen was a black void. "What the hell happened here?"

Triss answers.

"I don't know. Vine made a little tower for me and told me she'd be back later. I woke up from a nap and the city was gone."

Just Triss now. Does that make Triss the mayor? Can an imp be a mayor if the city literally up and vanished?

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*is about to hand Triss some cheese plate, but the earthquake causes a trip and it's dropped on the floor*

"....."

"Five second rule!"

Om noms.

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The earthquakes resume.

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Dating tips by Triss

"Vine put this exact quote in the singles advertisement she put out for me!"

"And I still didn't get any takers!!!"

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There's a very faint sniffle. Triss accepts the hug.

"I-I don't know where Vine went. She promised things would be okay soon, but when I asked why she was going, she wouldn't tell me."

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Triss opens her door. Damian is....just a BIT too big to fit inside the tiny tower.

"Hello." She greets. "You're the prince kid right? One of them. Not the one Vine doesn't like."

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@damian-morningstar

Triss opens her door. Damian is....just a BIT too big to fit inside the tiny tower.

"Hello." She greets. "You're the prince kid right? One of them. Not the one Vine doesn't like."

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Witchholm is literally gone. It's not so much as a crater as it is just wiped clean, as if it was never there. In fact, what is left of Witchholm isn't part of the original town.

It's a tiny little tower, next to a mailbox.

"....."

"So...."

"Vine said she had to go somewhere for a little while. A work trip? She asked me to handle her mail while she's gone. And there's still cheese appearing on my plate everyday so I don't think she's forgotten me."

"...."

".....snff."

"I wish she were here."

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The roller derby was wild to say the least. At least three witches got run over and splattered, and the team that did win was so beset with various curses they barely looked recognizable. But as the crowds surged out to celebrate with drinks and settling their bets at the bookies, Triss tossed her stale popcorn into the bin as they exited.

"So that's witches roller derby. I think they have teams forming out on Coven Hill." She tried to recall what Vine had told her. "But if you're wanting something a little easier, we can go look for magic trinkets at the Bazaar."

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Ever since she attended Samhain at Witchholm, Titania had been enamored by the way of the witches living there. Their spirits were lively, their magic was beautiful, and they were eager to make friends with her. She knew she had to return, but she also wanted to share in the joy she'd felt on Samhain. Thus, she decided to invite her youngest sister, Demetria. She planned to invite Anastasia on the next trip; the middle sister of the family usually only liked to commit to something if a majority of her siblings supported it.

Titania and Demetria were both dressed in casual warm clothing, not caring for dressing up fancy for some wild witches. The elder sister was leading the younger with an arm around her, unable to stop talking about her visit. "I should've been comin' here ages ago, Tria! Witchcraft! Who knew how much fun Vine's folk were havin'? Feel like I wasted at least a thousand years never droppin' by for a visit!"

"They certainly sound lively. Do you think they'd teach anything to Goetia, though? Would Vine allow them?"

"Ah, Vine's a fun gal, she loves chaos! She grinned when I swore in front of her! I bet she'd order 'em to teach us whatever we wanted!"

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Triss be like

"....."

"....hey!"

"I'm not a mouse!!!"

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(btw this event won't derail any rpa I'm currently doing! Those will go as normal!)

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There were storm clouds over Witchholm. A supercell storm, bigger than any before, and not even the storms of the seasons past could compare to it.

Hell shakes and quakes. The tremors upset houses clear down to the Ring of Sloth. For a very long minute and a half, Hell is gripped in the surge.

A green flash is seen on the horizon in Pride, so bright it looks like an atomic bomb.

And when the quakes settle and the green flash fades....

Witchholm has disappeared.

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"....."

".....if my brother thinks he can take my throne in Witchholm he's sorely mistaken."

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Triss smirked with the promise of a hefty tip on the way, straightening out her clothes. "Don't worry! Vine told me allll the top places that'll teach you all the different kinds of witchcraft you could possibly know!"

"Trust me!"

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"Get out of my way you fuckin' ho!!"

The packed roller derby rink was dark, noisy and each seat stuffed full with witches, some eating and drinking hard booze and snacks, but most of them egging on or cheering the competitors in the ring as they smashed, swore, and cast curses at their opponents....all while on roller blades. All the lights were on them, and they were clearly enjoying the thrill of it.

Given that it was the qualifying match to see which would be going to the semi-finals of the Witchholm Roller Derby, the competition was fierce.

"Annnnd coming around the bend with a nasty right hook, it's Dynamosa, Dynamosa in the lead with Orphan-Crippler right behind, and here comes Splinterella with the hexed first!"

SMASH!

CRACK!

SPLAT!!

The audience cheered as gore splattered on the glass divider, and the witches rode on, insensible to the mass violence going on in the ring. "Vine said this is where all witches learn the best curses!" Triss said, though she had to yell to be heard in the din. "Funny enough, they used to not have glass partitions! People used to take whatever came flying out home as a trophy until competitors couldn't reconstitute fast enough to play again!"

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Ever since she attended Samhain at Witchholm, Titania had been enamored by the way of the witches living there. Their spirits were lively, their magic was beautiful, and they were eager to make friends with her. She knew she had to return, but she also wanted to share in the joy she'd felt on Samhain. Thus, she decided to invite her youngest sister, Demetria. She planned to invite Anastasia on the next trip; the middle sister of the family usually only liked to commit to something if a majority of her siblings supported it.

Titania and Demetria were both dressed in casual warm clothing, not caring for dressing up fancy for some wild witches. The elder sister was leading the younger with an arm around her, unable to stop talking about her visit. "I should've been comin' here ages ago, Tria! Witchcraft! Who knew how much fun Vine's folk were havin'? Feel like I wasted at least a thousand years never droppin' by for a visit!"

"They certainly sound lively. Do you think they'd teach anything to Goetia, though? Would Vine allow them?"

"Ah, Vine's a fun gal, she loves chaos! She grinned when I swore in front of her! I bet she'd order 'em to teach us whatever we wanted!"

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