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ZoZo smirked when the planchette was pushed—obviously invisible to his players. That was the fun part. So naive. xitter.cf/sinningbastard/status/…

Of course the invisible being wouldn't argue with who wanted to play—he liked all. The planchette was pushed forth. xitter.cf/blackintored/status/72…

||: Male!Maleficent?

Pushes his ouija board toward the TL, waiting for someone naive enough to pick up the planchette.

When rejected, the nonverbal creature squatted before the Angel—staring him dead in the lenses with a huff. Blink. xitter.cf/wingedtricxster/status…

The demon was enthralled by the angel's wing, petting it harshly with his inked exterior—tensed by the holy being. xitter.cf/wingedtricxster/status…

A sound gurgled, watching the man as the arc of his nose scaled his arm—sniffing out his secrets like a dog “ZoZo.” xitter.cf/wingedtricxster/status…

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Blowing a raspberry, the demon harrumphed at the wing—staring down in a narrow at the other. Words? Not yet. xitter.cf/wingedtricxster/status…

Sits next to him, expecting someone to play with. xitter.cf/wingedtricxster/status…

Curls up in a ball, protecting his ouija board.

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| @RemissAileron — Day Tripper Sitting on a rack—since 1954, as the old, cedar board remained packed with care. Wherever the pallet went,»

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