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The player behind Kalarus manages to get a female into his bedroom by way of cold, hard cash. Let's see how the date is going:
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| So umm...want me to take my clothes off or what, do you like the lights on? | |
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| L-o-l, that is amusing. How else could I see the keyboard? | |
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| Umm...I don't understand what you mean...why do you need your keyboard? | |
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| R-o-f-l, how else could you and I have sexual relations but via erotic emotes and the more sensual of socials? | |
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Sadly, he begins to long for the textual strokes of his beloved status-reversing Forge/Sword Muse.
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| Emotes, socials... What the fuck, are you a robot? What the ass did you think you paid me for? | |
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| So, have you crafted the chocolate covered strawberries in advance? Smiley emoticon. | |
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