Verity V2.00

What’s the capital of France?

*Verity grins* Paris.

*hours later...* *tosses and turns, still thinking about the suit*

*Whispy's voice drifts from his room* Dallas if you're thinking about that suit one more time I'm coming in there...

*grumbles* fine fine... *silently types 'chicken suit deals' into phone under blanket*

*froggydude appears*

*froggydude has joined the conversation*

froggydude:I wanna eat you

*Twixxel is still rambling about space facts, and Verity is listening intently. Mob is still writing in his journal. Grox is still bored, but he's starting to get a little annoyed. Whispy is still asleep, snoring loudly. The only one who isn't doing anything is Sethu. She's just sitting in her room, reading a book. The house is quiet, except for the snoring and the occasional sound of a pen on paper. Suddenly, the door bursts open and Grox walks in, holding a gun.*

*later that night, I went down to make some pasta cuz I got hungry and it was like mush but somehow now grey yellow and hard on the edge*

*Mob walks in, sees the mess, and sighs deeply.* And what are we making? *He asks, poking the hardened pasta with a fork. Verity's light drifts over, a mix of amusement and resignation in his soft hum.* A new life form, perhaps?

it's just some pasta-

*verity becomes a gay femboy for u*

Wow femboy

Verity:uwu daddy