week 3; sunday; love group

[selfimmolates]

[a questionable child, a dragon doormat, a protag with a growing harem, a shitlord musician, and a team normal walk into a bar (game room) (on sunday morning)...

aka just tag/top-level/threadjack as you like, there are five of us so what is order]

Comments

[symphonise]

Yeah, and how often have you heard me use anyone's name here?

Stupid bowl cut. [ She points at Yu. ] Cutie. [ She points at Ray. ] When will the gods let him be the dragon he is, so I can see? [ She points at Sieg. ]

[requiemed]

[A beat, and then:]

Cutie. I like it.

[Sorry, Ray.]

[symphonise]

[ She grins. ]

I thought it was fitting.

[heartmunculus]

At the end of the game, I think? Since I was in that form at the very beginning.

[symphonise]

It should be sooner.

[heartmunculus]

I'm not sure that's the kind of thing the gods would be willing to gift for a favor.