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"One would call that a glutton. Though a more graceful term would be connoisseur."

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"That seems to be in poor spirit for a true glutton." A soft sigh in feigned displeasure.

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"But wouldn't that in be in poor spirit? Would it truly be the same meal? The same flavors?"

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Obviously. "But will you be able to collect enough to satisfy for your lifespan?"

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"I will give it to you when the day comes to destroy the planet. Until then, you must continue to visit to enjoy a meal." She is quite a schemer, it seems. "Oh. And let's not forget the ingredients are native to the planet, so who knows if you would be able to recreate it."

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"If you so insist. I will take the time to...immortalize their development. Such is my purpose, as destruction is yours."

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"Hardly the point. They aren't meant to be a challenge to you, but their own kin. Thus, progressively increasing their strength with time, or perhaps leading to an era of prosperity. I would find that just as entertaining. It would certainly kill a few eons."

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"To coddle them would prevent the rise of stronger individuals. Challenge creates strength, after all. Would it not be better to...watch for a time?"

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"Such is their want. To be proven otherwise is guaranteed, if course. I'm sure it will be...amusing to watch." Rude cat.

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𝓑𝓮 𝓪𝓯𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓭... @shewhoknows.bsky.social · 16/09/2025

"Of course not. I am a god. Context is quite important, as it is a factual statement and implying there are more than one. Both of which, are true." How many times need she have this conversation?

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The goddess walked to the dining space connected to the kitchen, motioning for her to follow. "I have." She assured, retrieving silverware in her way out. It was rare for her to have company like this. "It smells delicious." She then hummed as she passed the other, setting her meal on the table.

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The goddess was humming a soft tune as she worked. The simplicity of a home-cooked meal could not be understated. Seared tilapia on a bed of rice, with vegetables to pair. The goddess made a plate for the other. Picturesque. Perfect.

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— creation. A pan heated on a stove, seasoning, rice...maybe one other vegetable. Seasoned generously. It was picturesque. Right out of a cookbook.

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The goddess worked diligently. Hands following practiced motions. Yet, the library seemed to be in flux. Time shifted oddly around the goddess. Cabinets seemed to suddenly have things that weren't there before. It was to be expected, considering this was her domain. Outside of the sensibilities of —

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The goddess hummed softly in reply, giving a small smile. "I hope you enjoy seafood." When was the last time she cooked for someone? A taste of home? No, just the blends she has enjoyed in her lifetimes. Tilapia. Now, what for sides...

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"You're more than welcome to do as you would like. But I am the host, and I would like to be able to treat my guest. Unless...we make each other a meal for the other. A favorite dish, perhaps." The goddess paused by a freezer, glancing over her shoulder at the other. "It sounds like a fun game, no?"

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ɢᥫ᭡ᴅᴅᴇꜱꜱ ʜʏʟɪᴀ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ @herdivinegrace.bsky.social · 14/09/2025

"Of course not. If I wish to eat, I will cook. After all, I have the largest collection of cookbooks in creation." She chuckled. With a heavy thud, they were now surrounded by living space. Her 'home'. She began to walk towards the kitchen...

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Stolen cause curious

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It can be...invasive. After all, she is a psychic creature. So, she ends up in peoples heads.

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Which is why, sometimes, she likes to stretch her wings. Spreading herself out a little. But it can be dangerous for some individuals if not unpleasant.

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Imagine being shoved into a box that is the shape of you. Now make that box a little smaller. You can still fit, but it's hard to breathe. It's like that.

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Her consciousness. It's hard being crammed into the finite head of a body.

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Such is life. She needs a good preening session and some time to expand...

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It is awfully quiet. Perhaps she should take a nap.

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The goddess nodded. "Lovely." She said simply. "Mind your footing." The Atrium of the library began to rotate, the shelving moving counter to it before seeming to slide out to the distance and away. A different space instead replaced it, surrounding the Atrium.

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The goddess reached to take the book back. "Ah...yes, I almost forgot." She gently dusted its cover as a pedestal slid over to her side, to which she set it down. "...would you like to join me for lunch?"

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"I had to...depressurize." A vague but accurate explanation. "My body was getting too claustrophobic for my consciousness. Still, its good to see you in good health, Yingzi." A soft smile offered as comfort.

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Anura looked up from her desk, slowly standing. Nothing seemed physically wrong with the goddess, but she did seem tired. She stepped out from her workspace. "You seem troubled..." Dry humor.

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While beauty is subjective, Anura knows when something is beautiful. And knows when to admire such beauty.

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The Crossbreed From a Painted World @joiaanghel.bsky.social · 08/09/2025

The Library is open again. Where has she been for months?

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"Don't date someone you feel you need to hide your stuffed animals from." Name: Joia Anghel Species: Liliac Shifter Age: 20 Height: 5'1 [155cm] Weight: 110lb Sex: Female Class: Collage of Whispers Bard "It doesn't end happily ever after..."

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//This isnt in character bruv, im just making a statement as the mun.

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⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆ BELLE. @proxyette.bsky.social · 27/07/2025

//Totally anyone who cares or even still pays attention to this account. In the words of the great John Rzeznik "I'm still here."

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//Anyways its bed time. Gotta get back to writing tomorrow maybe

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//Actually, since I'm out of fucks to give. Key. If you ever end up seeing this. Grow the fuck up you insufferable, egotistical, spiteful dick. To hell with you and your associates for your unfathomable hypocrisy. Grown ass adult stewing in abysmal dogshit because you think you're hot shit.

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//I genuinely think that I just cant return to this platform. Not only have I lost all momentum, but the people I enjoyed writing with, or mainly wrote with, have left, disappeared, or were chased off the platform. Not sure what im gonna do here.

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