Maybe the lesson here is: no matter how impulsive and reckless and show-offy you are, don’t do the dare before the person actually dares you.

Dang, I haven’t been this stoked about a whole genre of fictional song titles that our characters don’t normally play since those pages with the Christmas carols. Also: If you missed it a few days ago, there was another activity this week: I made a Which Band Vs Band Character Are You personality-type quiz. Let […]

Y’know, this seance thing is kinda representative of Domme’s relationship to the group: she was probably the one going “pfft, this is silly and ghosts aren’t real”, but it’s not like she didn’t participate in these maybe-drunk late-night antics and isn’t down for some ghost-related banter.

Hey. Psst. *stage whisper* Did you know…I like cats? (Sorry for the lateness of this, by the way. I had a rough week that included some bad times for the problems I’ve been having with my hand — but I went to a doctor, and I think it’s improving.)

The picnic basket might also have cotton candy in it – because, heck, why not?