WEEK THREE MATCH CEREMONY

[potatomance]

ᯓ⭐ WEEK THREE MATCH CEREMONY

It's That Time! Again! Woohoo! Step on up, take your seats, place your bets and pray for mercy!

It is once again the same set-up, so you'd all better be looking spiffy and spruced-up.

Riri looks the same as always, but that's because it's Riri.

"Let's see how you did this time? Lucy the Pussy is up first, so don't waste our time and get up here already!"

This is why Riri doesn't have any friends, maybe.

Comments

[cosmoid]

Only his children can live, breathe in the sea. When they mix with the land, their children cannot venture under the waves.

But there are not many of them left, as devoted as they are. That's why he's invoked an eternal winter, in his ire. The Sea can sleep, but the land will freeze.

[ it's rote not mechanical, spoken more properly than he usually does. like beats of a story he tells it all respectfully but with some distance.

she's right that the things he usually concerns himself with would be foreign to her and regular lived beings but—he is the scale of the Sea God. ]