ON THE DEGENERATE DAEMON

[Chimeraof1999 1187]

The Homunculus, whom had outright interacted with multiple constructs underneath the degenerate, would close his eyes and inhale.
"And. . . I guess I am now the only normal construct now. . ."

The creature said in his head, as he was completely unable to say this with outright words, as he was muhified. His dumpling-like arms placed down the missive before waddling off.

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[Hom 1987]

Alistair Reinhold, known Petran educator, had only just rolled out of bed when messengers arrive to Dùn Mòindamh with the Archduke’s latest urgent decree. The poor royal servant which knocks at his door is forced to re-explain the situation several times, as he insists he must not have heard them correctly.

 

Finally he snatches the missive from their hands, blearily glaring at it as he reads it for himself. The messenger is dismissed as he turns back into his room. “They are out here marrying constructs. Constructs!” He announces to a likely even more confused red-haired man.

[TheCaptain 639]

"I wonder if this is what is considered a spicy romance?"  Varkul did query as he looked at the missive

[Riot 743]

A fire attronach looks at the missive and reads it for information. And upon receiving an order, from every land he was welcomed in, to exile his new husband.

 

"ORDERS ACCEPTED"

 

It would seem not to care what orders it was given.
 

[Spellblades 749]

Aelyn Greye was having a good day, a great day even, but then... The Missive arrived.

 

"What the actual ****?"

[fizzyquack 564]

"...I wanna kill him now."  The Pink Lady said... looking over the missive. "He would be a really pretty wall decoration..." 

[DancingZebra267 1626]

Grimbol Grobol gave a small, satisfied nod, pleased he'd passed the strange matter along to the right person so it could reach higher authority.

[PlutoPhobia 63]

"Daemon, what the actual hell is wrong with you?" Ilarion, Daemon's brother, appeared mortified. A letter began to be wrote.

[danhjkk 27]

Hilda raised her brow in astonishment.
"To think Lord Daemon would do such a thing... Shocking, forsooth." 
She was planning to spar Daemon again for training. But it would seem as if that wouldn't be happening any time soon.
She'd fold the missive neatly before chucking it into the trash.

[frvma 1014]

"And yet my stance on the Voidal stays true. Kill them all, lest you risk a renewed Betrayer and a tainted, destroyed Realm." Heulwen says after reading the paper.

[Destructokeith 1142]

High, High, High upon the mount stands the once-knight of Petra.

His Seeker's bring him word of the goings on in his once home and as he takes this decree he reads it over thrice.

 

"Ich...." 

 

Says Artair before he simply burns the paper, the Herald rendered speechless at the madness of the idea of constructs being wed

[Lortime 1153]

The Cardinal Ancestor of the Anathema Daemon frowned from the Skies. He was going to ask for a Smiting miracle from Godan....

 

"Godan, intercede for this sinner, and correct his foolish behaviours, lest he tarnish mea pious kins' name further.."

[Moumins 378]

On 3/2/2026 at 6:31 AM, Monty Cobra said:

The jaw of one Njáll Ásvard fell slack in utter shock and bafflement. He was quick to pass the missive onto his sister with much frantic and insistent elbowing, as he regarded the fate of the man that had hosted them not three ashen nights prior.

‘I told you there was something off about that city.’ ᴇveryone’s favourite Devil spoke hastily toward her brother. Leaning over her cane, she coughed out a weary lung of exhaustion. Recovering, Lucky continued with a hissing exhale of breath. ‘I am yet to meet the Southron who is sound of mind.’ ꜱhe nudged the man, tossing the paper into some medical waste bin.

[Crunchiest_Leaf 1242]

The rat lord read the missive a second time, assuming he had misread it the first. 

"This is'uh what eating fruit does. . . it makes'uh the brains wrinkly and grow. . . and gives them HIDEOUS ideas - next they will be having romantic ideas about Kiku's robottus. . . aiyah. . . Kiku avoids fruit for this reason"

The rat lord chose not to venture to the surface that day, to avoid any additional descendant weirdness  

[Nathaniel Maxwell 66]

The Tigerasi Stared in Abject Confusion at the missive.  ". . . How did you find your way here, strange parcel?"