Crack
I maintain the balance of the spheres, put pride into the hearts of gender bendy men with my badass skirts, and keep the database server up.
He just walks by, suddenly.
Casting his shadow, weaving his spell
He summons drinks and snacks.
I haven’t seen him all week because he’s been pondering his orb.
Put his dick in my ass.
Is it icy and refreshing?
I wish to take council with this fellow practitioner of the magical arts.
Provides sick ass snacks for community sacrifice night
this man has smoked a crab just now
At first he was cool and would wash people’s cars and picking up animal poop from yards. But it turns out he wasn’t helpful. He was gathering materials and was stealing polluted dirt, piles of shit, and anything else he could find into grotesque golems that roam town and do his bidding. It’s unbearable to go to the market for some bread and milk only to discover the waste elemental made of animated shit and cigarette butts is there to get groceries for him. It’s a fucking nightmare and it makes me want to wear anti magic pendants to fuck up his errands - but that leaves behind unanimated filth that has to be moved by us mundanes. It’s so one sided it’s like tyranny.
Boloo cheated, he wasn’t even part of the fight and came once the others were already broken!
Mine installs programs with easy to understand pop up prompts that replaces text files and filing.
I would like to know more
He walks among us like anyone else, but when an opportunity comes along, he puts on his robe and wizard hat.
Compiling magic runes in the basem… I mean underground laboratory
I didn’t know but there is this guy called Jaque in Spain who is pretty good with coin magic
He uses some weird magic to attract the local pigeons
