The twilight has sunk beneath the trees.
The winds are howling, restless.
As the leaves fall, singing the chorus of death,
so comes the time for us to act.
Arise, loyal servants of Hallowe'en.
Hear your master's call!
Seize this fateful night from the mortals.
Let the eternal shadows consume this world!
Looks like I’ll be missing breakfast again.
Hard to sneak around while being squeaky
Trying to, at least. Might consider avoiding power tools in the future.
The tree is actually a WiFi hotspot in disguise.
It's hard to tell if I'm overdressed, or if Kyash is underdressed.
(Gift from Kyash)
Turns out, Chazz doesn't like being touched :3
(Gift)
“Surprise surprise, Nevy! Hope you like your new color!”
Ruzkelt, camping in a quiet, misty forest and making the occasional spot check~ ;P