Thanks for calling. If you're reaching out to sell your soul, I'll already know and I'll be there soon. If you're calling to just talk, leave a message and I'll call you back when I can. Which will probably be soon. Talk to you then~
I will still obtain a shard just in case we need it for whatever reason.
And they might get bitey but they won't be a vampire. Just a ghoul. So there is that.
Alright. Then one last thing.
Do we have a deal?
[A contract is manifest wherever Chipp is, floating in the air. Then a pen appears next to it, shaped like a semiquaver. The contract spells out all they have agreed to without anything added in. No sneaky fine print here.]
[There may be no fine print... but Chipp's still gonna take a second to read it over, just to make sure. The pen's not taken, though. Grim Reapers don't sign legal documents with ink. Not binding enough.
Instead, he overs his hand over the contract, and in a burst of light - like a laser hitting metal - a design not too unlike the eye on his screen is etched into the contract's paper, glowing a soft violet color once he's finished with it. His divine seal. As a creature of divinity among angels and demons.]
same to you too. before i leave you alone though it's clear you can poof things around. wanna send me a cup of that blood? we can get them started now. unless you wanna be there for it?
I'd like you both to be there for the first dose. Just in case anyone has any questions. Make sure everyone has full knowledge and consent is given to the ghouling process. If that's alright.
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Date: 2025-11-26 05:02 am (UTC)From:And they might get bitey but they won't be a vampire. Just a ghoul. So there is that.
Alright. Then one last thing.
Do we have a deal?
[A contract is manifest wherever Chipp is, floating in the air. Then a pen appears next to it, shaped like a semiquaver. The contract spells out all they have agreed to without anything added in. No sneaky fine print here.]
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Date: 2025-11-26 05:07 am (UTC)From:The pen's not taken, though. Grim Reapers don't sign legal documents with ink.
Not binding enough.
Instead, he overs his hand over the contract, and in a burst of light - like a laser hitting metal - a design not too unlike the eye on his screen is etched into the contract's paper, glowing a soft violet color once he's finished with it.
His divine seal. As a creature of divinity among angels and demons.]
yeah
you got yourself a deal.
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Date: 2025-11-26 05:09 am (UTC)From:[The contract and the pen both vanish.]
A pleasure doing business with you.
[The sound of a guitar sting is heard around Chipp. The deal is sealed.]
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Date: 2025-11-26 05:11 am (UTC)From:before i leave you alone though
it's clear you can poof things around.
wanna send me a cup of that blood?
we can get them started now.
unless
you wanna be there for it?
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Date: 2025-11-26 05:20 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2025-11-26 05:21 am (UTC)From:i get that.
in that case
you just tell me when you're ready.
i'll go get nenett caught up
merci.
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Date: 2025-11-26 05:22 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2025-11-26 05:25 am (UTC)From:i don't got plans
don't think they do either!
so lemme go give them the rundown
and i'll send you a text.
sound good?
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Date: 2025-11-26 05:27 am (UTC)From: