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Just a message from a friend

Hey, my name is Kai. I wrote this and I’m letting my friend post it on my behalf. This is my feelings and fears written out. It’s a short version of how I feel. Please let me know any of your thoughts through the comments. And please stay strong and keep fighting.

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Aren't plushies beautiful? They were created so a sick child had something to hold. They were created so an adult living alone might have a friend to keep them company. They were created for a teenager to clutch to her chest as she cries. They were created to accompany a college student to his geology classes. They were created not for any material benefit, they don't change tires, but to be loved.

They were created for the purpose of love.

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MC: I don't know what to do with you.

Cater: Do me. 😉

MC: ...

MC: Consider yourself lucky I’m bound by a rule not to harm the living.

Cater: *laughs*

Riddle: Cater, how did you befriend someone like that?

Cater: Hmm... It's a long story.

Riddle: I see-

Cater: I was feeling bored, so I thought it’d be fun to mess with a ouija board.

Riddle: ...

Riddle: MC was the one who replied?

Cater: Kinda. They told me to shut up.

Riddle: ...

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F!MC: Would anyone be up for pretending to be my boyfriend in some photos?

The Savanaclaw students: ...

Leona: What for?

F!MC: You see, someone has shown interest in me, and I need to turn him down kindly.

Savanaclaw student A: I think I can help you, miss.

F!MC: Thank you~. ♡

Ruggie: I’ve never seen MC’s social media profile.

Ruggie: What types of photos does she share?

Leona: Stuff.

Ruggie: What do you mean by 'stuff'?

Leona: Not for young viewers.

Ruggie: ...

Ruggie: R-18?

Leona: Yeah.

Ruggie: ...

Ruggie: She posts sexy pictures?

Leona: *looks at him, confused* What?

Ruggie: ...

Ruggie: Oh. Is it not that kind of R-18?

Leona: ...You dimwit.

Savanaclaw student B: This you?

Savanaclaw student A: Yeah.

Savanaclaw student B: Damn bro, you're a catfish.

Savanaclaw student A: Shuddup!

Savanaclaw student B: Anyway, did Miss get rid of the problem?

Savanaclaw student A: Yep. But dang, mf couldn't take a no and called her a bitch.

Savanaclaw student B: I see. So we gonna beat him up?

Savanaclaw student A: Is that even a question?

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Happy Halloween from Baby Vil!

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I am DESPERATE for winter! So I drew a baby Vil posing for his dad! I couldn’t get the background to work so just a boring plain one…

(Sorry it’s late! I forgot to schedule it…)

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It's funny how everyone portrays Silver as always being polite towards Lilia all the time, but he can also be a little shit at time. Canonically, he often calls Lilia "old man" and is the most likely to call out his cooking. (He just does it in a low tone. But we all know Lilia hears.)

This scene from the comic anthology basically sums it up.

(Silver just brought up the bad cooking. There was nothing leading up to it, he wanted to say it.)

To sum up, Silver loves and respects his father, but he's not afraid to take verbal swings at him, so let's try to remember that!

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Yuu: may i help you

Sebek: Im will be askin the question, human.who are you?

Yuu:Yuu

S:no not me you

y: yes im yuu

S: are you deaf

Y: no yuu is blind

S: im not blind, you blind

Y: that is what im just say

S: you just say what

Y: i did not say what, im say yuu

S: that what im askin you

Y: and yuu is answering

S: shut up. You

Yuu: yes?

Sebek:no, not you, him

Sebek:what you name

(Someone to continue this converstation)

Ace, trolling: I'm Mi. Sebek: I understand you're you. Ace: No, that is Yuu. Sebek: I JUST WANT YOUR NAMES!

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Solomon: [staring at a jar of jam(?)] Lilia: Solomon? What's wrong? Solomon: I want to give MC some homemade jam as a gift, but I can't seem to make it taste right. Lilia: That's sweet of you. Here, let me have a taste. Maybe I can help? Solomon: Sure! Lilia, taking a taste: Maybe some tuna could give it a more unique flavour profile. Solomon: Now why didn't *I* think of that? Thanks, Lilia! Lilia: Anytime.

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Kalim: Jamil! Have you seen MC?! *looks frantic*

Jamil: No... Why?

Kalim: Please help me find them! They must be really upset right now!

Jamil: Huh?

Kalim: *grabs his arm and starts dragging him*

Jamil: Kalim! Wait!

Kalim: We should hurry!

Kalim and Jamil: *in the control room*

Jamil: Can you explain first what happened?

Kalim: My mom said someone has arrived who wants to propose marriage to me.

Kalim: She then approached MC and said things she shouldn't have...

Jamil: ...

Jamil: It seems the woman admiring you is quite persistent, as she's still pestering them.

Kalim: !!!

The woman who wanted to propose to Kalim: Why can't you see reason? Kalim deserves to be happy!

MC: *aloof* I’ll say this one more time, and I won’t repeat myself again.

MC: Unless Kalim takes a mistress, I have no business with you. However, given your arrogance, I doubt he would be the least bit interested in you.

The woman: !!!

Kalim: Spouse? Are you okay?

MC: *tries to relieve stress by peeling some apples*

Kalim: Spouse?

MC: Don't approach me. I'm mad.

Kalim: Okay... But what are you going to do with all these apples?

MC: Apple chips.

Kalim: ...

Kalim: Hehe, okay. I'll help you make them.

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MC's mom: When are you going to consummate your marriage with our dear Kalim?

MC: Not ever.

Their mom: ...

Kalim's family: ...

Their mom: Why you- How could you say that in front of the Al Asim's?

MC: Didn't you ask me a question, mother?

Kalim: ...

Kalim's mother: *whispers to her son* It's been a while since we had drama in this house.

Kalim: I thought you hated that.

His mom: If I'm involved, yes.

MC's mom: I apologize for my child's rudeness.

Kalim's dad: It's okay.

MC: Maybe don't ask a rude question next time.

Kalim: *holds back his laughter*