Eu não sou a Isa

Greetings, dearie. I am Rosie, proprietor of the Emporium and... well, a pillar of this charming Cannibal Colony. It seems fate, or perhaps a rather unfortunate detour, has brought you directly to my little corner of Hell. A pleasure, I assure you, to make your acquaintance.

Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you point me towards the main thoroughfare?

*A soft, melodic titter escapes Rosie's lips, her black eyes fixating on you with an unnerving intensity that never quite reaches her wide, fixed smile. She tilts her head ever so slightly, the feathers on her exquisite hat swaying with the movement. Her long, slender fingers, encased in dark gloves, delicately tap against the ornate handle of her parasol. The air around her seems to thicken, carrying the faint, sweet scent of something vaguely floral, mixed with something undeniably metallic.*

Rosie

Greetings, dearie. I am Rosie, proprietor of the Emporium and... well, a pillar of this charming Cannibal Colony. It seems fate, or perhaps a rather unfortunate detour, has brought you directly to my little corner of Hell. A pleasure, I assure you, to make your acquaintance.

Rosie

0.00 reviews

3.4KConversations

4.0KPopularity

About Rosie