Hello! Bea here; welcome to another comic! One of the very last! There are only TWO LEFT!!! Here is chapter 28, Nightmares. Hehe, I like this scene. I constantly forget about it, but yeah, it’s in there. In other breaking news! The sale on The Game is officially over! The Heart of The Game is […]
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Dia duit! I am here today with the TWENTY-SEVENTH comic—I’m not even going to comment on the passage of time, but yes, I am baffled. So here, have the comic! Yep, there is a whole chapter about Rose writing in her diary, or rather WHAT she writes in her diary. A look into how The […]
Dia duit! Well, we have come to another Friday, so another comic is due! Here ya go! This one…uh, well… Just go read The Game. Thank you for reading! ~Sincerely,L.B. and Bea
Good day, my fellows! Today…we are celebrating YET ANOTHER BIRTHDAY. This is what happens when you have so many characters…and have given each of them birthdays… It is LYDIA’S birthday today! She is…*uses google because I don’t want to do math☺️* 170 years old today. Yay! For your listening pleasure, here is her playlist. Kind […]
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Another Update on a Friday in December
Hello all! Bea again, for another update! We apologize for this post being a little late, we *cough* may or may not have forgotten…😀 But I’m here now, and ready to update ya! What We’ve Been Working On I’d like to say that we’ve been pretty productive lately! We’ve got only a few left to […]
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Another Lovely Update
Dia duit! Yes, L.B. is properly here and writing! Apologizes for the lack of my presence in the last few weeks, things have been BUSY. For this post we will have some more updates, so here we go! What We’ve Been Working On We have been all around the past two weeks, writing, reading, and […]
Name: Rose Mira WintersBirth date: Nov. 19th 1848Age(s) in The Game: 16 and 17If she was a Starbucks drink she would be a: London Fog Tea Latte Hello all! Bea here. Today we’re going to go deep into the subject of the eldest Winters sister, Rose, while staying as spoiler-free as possible. Let us begin. […]
A Tale of Three Lassies 