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Send my muse anons pretending to be someone they care about. The twist: make these anons as heartbreaking, disappointing, or anger-inducing as possible.

Pretend to give them bad news, pretend to break up with them, pretend to make an upsetting confession - as long as it hurts, it’s fair game.

Lunarre watched the bear hellion tear into his prey with interest. It was rare to see a kindred spirit who had retained enough reason to think about how it killed and who it ate.

Once the hellion’s prey was dead at his feet, Lunarre emerged from the shadows and called out.

“That was a nice performance, kid. Very nice.”

@snickering-kitsune

Would what he became be considered a blessing or curse? Perhaps both? He could hardly care as long as others couldn’t tell what happened to him. As long as he could still make business with them that’s all that matters right?

Over all it was…somewhat a blessing for him when it came to beasts like him. As he was now he could deal with them without them getting back up once more.

Curved claws easily tearing through a boar like hellion, momentarily baring his teeth as he brought the beast down before his arms fell by his sides. Breathing becoming steady in time he stared to the beast as it returned what it once was. Just as many others did when he killed them.

Looking to his bloodied hands once they returned to normal he frowned. “I need to get to a stream…” He muttered, not wanting to really smear the blood on his own clothing.

getting trained at a new job

vs

having worked there for years