forum Awakened Shrine- closed group rp!

Started November 16, 2020 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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Blink glanced over when they noticed Karat sit down, doing their very best to act like they weren't interested. They pulled their legs up to his chest, resting their head on their knees. They kind of wanted to know just what Karat was doing, glancing over, but they didn't say anything. They planned on giving Karat the silent treatment until they were able to come up with a way to give scathing words of criticism and hatred around the command to give the human a chance.

Karat felt Blink staring at him but had kept silent. He didn’t want to force the magic into doing anything he wasn’t interested in. However, as he continued sewing his dreamcatcher, he sighed and looked up at Blink. “If you wanted to see, you could just say so,” he said with a small smile, patting the seat beside him.

Gem giggled a bit, "Yeah, I end up mindless;y eating them a lot, before I know it the nag is gone." She thought for a moment as she compiled the treats to be sampled. Factorizes all over could be any time in the first industrial revolution, to many people trying to get jobs sounded like any time post industrial revolution, it was his last comment about political corruption that gave her more hints but well, there was always corruption.
"So, From what you're saying, it makes me think of mid to late 1800's Monopolies were at their highest point with lots of puppet Presidents so the political corruption checks out. Lots of people looking for jobs checks out there was a surge in immigration to America around the time, and there were factories all over, rather unsanitary disgusting ones but they were all over. After we're done tasting these I'll pull out a few of my Fashion history books and we'll see which era of clothes you recognize." Gem was quite interested in knowing what era Wander had last scene, she would know how much he had to learn, the things he would have missed out on.
She unwrapped a snickers bar and handed it to Wander, "This is almost my favorite chocolate bar, almost."

(I'm alive, aliiiiiive!! God I hate irl life right now aha)

Blink looked at the spot Karat had patted like it carried the plague, but it was only a moment before they moved over some.
"What is it?" They asked, careful to keep their tone sharpened almost to the point of sarcasm. They didn't want to admit they were curious in something a human was doing, after all.

Wander chucked in turn, making the concious decision to set the cracker container down.
"I wonder why it's like that…" He said quietly, mostly to himself. He looked up to watch Gem sort the snacks, still amazed by how much food there was.
"And that does sound like an accurate description of what I saw, especially in the factories. Dangerous, too, people always getting replaced after accidents that take an arm or leg. Too many dead…" Wander shook his head, sighing as he banished the memories.
"And that would be fun! A very efficient way to tell a time period." The spell looked at the candy offered to him, reaching over to take it.
"Almost?"

Gem nodded, "Almost, Kitkats are the best, that's why I'm so salty about Sage claiming them as payment for his silence." She put away everything except for some Oreo's as Goldfish counted as the salty or chip variety, and the Snickers counted as chocolate. In her mind there existed three categories of junk food, Salty/chips, Sweet but not Chocolate, and Chocolate. She thought for a moment, Oreo's were technically chocolate weren't they, but it wasn't exactly chocolate so where did they belong. She shrugged, she had already put everything else away.
She looked back at Wander and brushed some stray hair's out of his eye's, "I suggest you eat that before it melts." She smiled softly before walking to a books self and searching for her books on fashion history, she found what she was looking for, set it on the coffee table before curling up on the couch again. Her Mother warned her about the evils of a comfortable sofa You'd never be productive if a comfortable seat was right there. Gem found herself agreeing with her mother, she was tired and her couch was the only place she wanted to be.