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16:00 pm.
Chat: Aevium guardians
Erin Theolia created chat: “Aevium guardians’
Erin added Melia, Ren, Venam and other 4 people.
Erin: Finally, I figured out that social media nonsense.
Melia: yk, you could always ask Ren or Venam to help you
Erin: I could, but the satisfaction of doing something myself is more than enough for me.
Venam: so when I brought up a group chat on our meeting communications you said it would be useless. Bitch.
Erin: At first I did, we could use our phones for calling. But I suppose having a chat is not bad either. Plus no way I'm letting you run this thing.
Venam: I hope your pillows are warm.
Ren: Ngl, but I'm on Erin's side here.
Venam: bitch?! Also why are you people write shit correctly
Ren: Because Nastasia installed into my body auto corrector. Because, and I quote, “All documentation must be written without errors. Grammar included. ‘
Erin: Damn. Xen has more grammar than Venam. Shocking
Venam: fuck both of you.
Lyle: Wrong Theolia sibling, V.
Venam: FINDS FKRHURSJITJDUJDTJDJKIDGI NF
Venam: WHat was that for?!
Melia: I think you went… A bit far, Lyle.
Lyle: Sorry, I always wanted to do that.
Lyle: Ever since she started picking bones with Erin.
Lyle: The joke was writing itself.
Erin: Well I admit, the idea was good. And the cause was noble. Execution is overdone, because Ren isn't in our family tree.
Ren: Eh, it's fine. I already have lots of siblings. And cousins. And more.
Crescent: What's that ruckus all about?
Crescent: I just finished gym training with Aelita.
Melia: We now have group chat, I guess.
Crescent: Brilliant. I can't even enjoy peace and quiet while browsing my phone.
Kanon: You can just turn off notifications in chat options.
Crescent: Oh thank you.
Venam: wait, @Nymierabravestservant
Venam: how do you know that ?
Kanon: Huey taught me all about this technology called smartphone. And Lavender taught me how to do this.
Kanon: 😀😀😀😀
Venam: okay boomer
Kanon: But I have no explosives?? ??
Aelita: Hi everyone! Just gutted shower!
Aelita: Hitted*
Crescent: Oh, poor shower.
Venam: it had kids
Venam: how could you
Lyle: Oh cmon, ladies. It's really hard to write with wet fingers.
Venam: sure, white knight.
Lyle: I'm hearing this from Melia's own seviper.
Venam: SHUT UP
Erin: No-no. I'm now curious.
Lyle: Every time I'm going to sleep, she just hangs on Melia like her Seviper.
Venam: first, leave my snake alone!
Venam: second, you're no better, mister simp.
Ren: Mister?
Venam: he's thirst level for Lita could drain the ocean
Ren: No, why mister ?
Venam: That's how huge is. Like a professional simp, you know
Lyle: We are in same boat, miss bow picker.
Lyle: First you stand in front of them for like 45 minutes. Then asks me to pick. I'm picking blue because it's more calm color for her. You disagree with red color because of hair and eyes, then we battled for like ten minutes. In conclusion, you wasted hour for a bow!
Erin: …
Ren: …
Crescent: …
Kanon: …
Venam: YOU BITCH!
Venam: WHY YOU TOLD EVERYONE!?
Lyle: Idk, lol
Lyle: Felt like it hitted you harder
Venam: AND YOU WANTED TO LOSE!
Lyle: Because I tried to tell you to do your choices yourself.
Melia: Guys, Its alright.
Erin: I don't know sis. But your girlfriend brain activity is quite low. Always thought a poison expert would be more intelligent and sophisticated especially when talking about toxic spikes
Lyle: Trust me, she's more hotheaded then Amber. And that's something
Aelita: I think it matters more that she actually ask opinions. Not rushing with choices for one she truly care.
Ren: Except in battles. 4-9 in my score.
Venam: I'm get all of you anytime soon.