I’m a rich purple color, unless of course the season is over or someone has forgotten to water me.
Interesting Times should give you some idea how comfortable life is in the Aurient.
Not meaning to Junior Mod, but post count parties are kinda discouraged around here…
What?
Brava!!!
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I don’t know. Is there a downside to being related to 477 elves?
[[Bows]]
You have to buy a lot of Christmas presents.
I want you to know, I laughed my ass off and startled a cat. Thank you.
Moderately screwed.
On the one hand, I’d get to put on an impressive show in the sky. 
On the other hand, I’d blow my wad on the lightning show and then fizzle out in a day or so. At least I’d go out with a bang.
Good laugh~
I would now be Lord High Emperor of Earth if they had let me into the debates.
With the aid of a little googling to see what transpired, it turns out that I have become a Korean boy band. So there are now three of me, and I can’t understand a word I’m saying. Actually, that’s not too far wrong…
I would be played by Prunella Scales and live in a charming Georgian house on England’s south-eastern coast that used to belong to Henry James–a house which I will eventually sell to my most hated social rival. I also have to look forward to being swept out to sea in a flood with the same social rival upon an upturned kitchen table, spending the next six months on a Norwegian fishing trawler in the North Sea before we are brought safely home, and then marriage to a blustering, somewhat tipsy retired colonial Major.
Uh oh.
Deity of poisons and toxins. Got to be some good use for that…
I am just slightly more decorative than would be considered useful. I mean, I’m pretty, and all, but where would you put me? I just don’t go with anything in the house.
I’d be chasing gazelles…in France.
Miaou?
Charcoal. 
I’d stay the same. You’d all have french toast.
(This space is blank because I’m not here anymore)