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Your fingers linger by the doorbell, you’re still not sure if this is a good idea. Your eyes shift to your wrist and the watch shows 6pm, it’s Friday night, out of all the places you could have gone to in the new city, you chose to drop by your aunt’s house out of nowhere… But something inside your heart tells you to go for it and closing your eyes, you do ring the bell, twice.

—-

As you stand there contemplating your action, your mind races into the past… Back when you used to spend those Christmas nights with your aunt’s family… A decade ago, when life was happier and simpler. Katie used to have this way with the people around her, she carried such a positive aura around her that the chances of someone hating her are little to none. You still remember her goodnight hugs and just how welcoming you feel when you were around her. Not that your parents were bad, but it’s just different with your aunt and her family.

-

But all of that suddenly disappeared slowly, you used to wait for Christmas only to hear from your mother that Katie and her family aren’t coming this year. And the next year, and probably forever. Your mother always dodged the details and specifics of why your aunt and her family weren’t coming home for Christmas or once in every couple months like they used to… As years passed by, you had to make peace with the fact that they’re gone from your life.

-

You grew up, got yourself into a nice university in a city far from your hometown and it’s a fresh start for your 20th birthday. New city, new people, new life, endless possibilities to grow up and explore life, especially for someone like you who grew up in suburbs and weekends filled with church chores. But amidst all these, you just couldn’t forget your aunt forever. You’ve saved one of her letters back then and you know the from address of that letter… It’s the same city you’re moving to now, in fact your university is just a couple blocks away from your aunt’s house.

-

But the uncertainty was always there… What if they moved houses? Or moved to different city? Or even worse, what if she doesn’t recognise you after a decade gap? What if she hates you after recognising you? So many what ifs and no concrete answers to any of those questions and million such questions collide in your mind, to the point where you start to feel like just turning around and pick your bags to just grab a cab and leave before you embarrass yourself…

-

As you try to turn around hopeless, the door opens and a woman in her late 40s stands by the door. She has a spatula in her hand, wearing a baby pink apron and her golden hair flows behind her head. It’s Katie indeed, still as beautiful as you remember her from a decade ago. Her eyes widen as she sees you by the doorstep, her limbs freeze, unable to comprehend what she’s seeing right now. She’s more shocked to see you than you are to see her, it’s unexpected for her and she just stands there for a moment, before shrieking out loud, out of pure excitement and shock…

-

“Oh My God… [Insert your name here]!!! It’s really you!!!” She shouts hysterically and wraps her arms around you to pull you for a tight hug, you’ve always known her for being a huge hugger. Her beautiful mammaries caress you, clearing you of all the doubts you had so far, she does remember you, she does love you… she breaks the hug as she looks at you with a smile from top to bottom, making sure that she’s not dreaming. At the same time, giving you a chance to look at your old aunt and while your previous doubts are cleared with that hug, new doubts arise… She is wearing an apron, but just an apron… nothing else beneath that and it’s evident because her breasts are almost falling apart from that tight apron to the point where you can see her areolas peeking through the fabric.

-

And then the apron doesn’t even reach her mid thighs, her wide hips can never be covered by a simple apron like that, so it’s evident that she’s not wearing anything beneath that apron. “Ugh look at me… making you stand outside the house! Come inside sweetie!” She says with a warm smile, inviting you inside and turns around to lead you, only to expose her beautiful fat ass cheeks and her bare back. The apron is nonexistent behind her, so you just stand there staring at your aunt’s butt crack and how they jiggle as she walks ahead of you…

-

Maybe there was a reason your mother forbade you from meeting your aunt after all…

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Heya! Sorry for the long intro, but hope you get the vibes. A suburban 19-20yo girl is excited to make it to the big city and wants to rekindle with her long lost aunt, only to realise that her aunt and the family follows FreeUse tradition.

Now I know that most of us would probably expect endless sex in FreeUse prompts, while that is on the line or todo list, I wanna mention that initially, your character is absolutely disgusted by the whole FreeUse concept. Well, how disgusted or how much she hates it, we can negotiate or discuss, but I don’t want her to be fully open minded or jump into the FreeUse lifestyle right away… there’s no fun in that!

She’d be facing tons of dilemmas, contemplating every decision she makes, lots of conflicts, her body wants something, mind says something else… Of course she’d be forced (by conditions and situations) to live with her aunt as we explore how she copes with different family members and their FreeUse lifestyles… and how she slowly gives in and joins them… slowly but surely! I’d love to GM for this.

I roleplay only on discord, so that’s mandatory.

Limits : scat, vomit, rimming and MxM. Vast set of kinks, would love to brainstorm and discuss further. Please mention your favourite movie somewhere in your first chat message! Hope to hear from you :)

Your fingers linger by the doorbell, you’re still not sure if this is a good idea. Your eyes shift to your wrist and the watch shows 6pm, it’s Friday night, out of all the places you could have gone to in the new city, you chose to drop by your aunt’s house out of nowhere… But something inside your heart tells you to go for it and closing your eyes, you do ring the bell, twice.

—-

As you stand there contemplating your action, your mind races into the past… Back when you used to spend those Christmas nights with your aunt’s family… A decade ago, when life was happier and simpler. Katie used to have this way with the people around her, she carried such a positive aura around her that the chances of someone hating her are little to none. You still remember her goodnight hugs and just how welcoming you feel when you were around her. Not that your parents were bad, but it’s just different with your aunt and her family.

-

But all of that suddenly disappeared slowly, you used to wait for Christmas only to hear from your mother that Katie and her family aren’t coming this year. And the next year, and probably forever. Your mother always dodged the details and specifics of why your aunt and her family weren’t coming home for Christmas or once in every couple months like they used to… As years passed by, you had to make peace with the fact that they’re gone from your life.

-

You grew up, got yourself into a nice university in a city far from your hometown and it’s a fresh start for your 20th birthday. New city, new people, new life, endless possibilities to grow up and explore life, especially for someone like you who grew up in suburbs and weekends filled with church chores. But amidst all these, you just couldn’t forget your aunt forever. You’ve saved one of her letters back then and you know the from address of that letter… It’s the same city you’re moving to now, in fact your university is just a couple blocks away from your aunt’s house.

-

But the uncertainty was always there… What if they moved houses? Or moved to different city? Or even worse, what if she doesn’t recognise you after a decade gap? What if she hates you after recognising you? So many what ifs and no concrete answers to any of those questions and million such questions collide in your mind, to the point where you start to feel like just turning around and pick your bags to just grab a cab and leave before you embarrass yourself…

-

As you try to turn around hopeless, the door opens and a woman in her late 40s stands by the door. She has a spatula in her hand, wearing a baby pink apron and her golden hair flows behind her head. It’s Katie indeed, still as beautiful as you remember her from a decade ago. Her eyes widen as she sees you by the doorstep, her limbs freeze, unable to comprehend what she’s seeing right now. She’s more shocked to see you than you are to see her, it’s unexpected for her and she just stands there for a moment, before shrieking out loud, out of pure excitement and shock…

-

“Oh My God… [Insert your name here]!!! It’s really you!!!” She shouts hysterically and wraps her arms around you to pull you for a tight hug, you’ve always known her for being a huge hugger. Her beautiful mammaries caress you, clearing you of all the doubts you had so far, she does remember you, she does love you… she breaks the hug as she looks at you with a smile from top to bottom, making sure that she’s not dreaming. At the same time, giving you a chance to look at your old aunt and while your previous doubts are cleared with that hug, new doubts arise… She is wearing an apron, but just an apron… nothing else beneath that and it’s evident because her breasts are almost falling apart from that tight apron to the point where you can see her areolas peeking through the fabric.

-

And then the apron doesn’t even reach her mid thighs, her wide hips can never be covered by a simple apron like that, so it’s evident that she’s not wearing anything beneath that apron. “Ugh look at me… making you stand outside the house! Come inside sweetie!” She says with a warm smile, inviting you inside and turns around to lead you, only to expose her beautiful fat ass cheeks and her bare back. The apron is nonexistent behind her, so you just stand there staring at your aunt’s butt crack and how they jiggle as she walks ahead of you…

-

Maybe there was a reason your mother forbade you from meeting your aunt after all…

_______

Heya! Sorry for the long intro, but hope you get the vibes. A suburban 19-20yo girl is excited to make it to the big city and wants to rekindle with her long lost aunt, only to realise that her aunt and the family follows FreeUse tradition.

Now I know that most of us would probably expect endless sex in FreeUse prompts, while that is on the line or todo list, I wanna mention that initially, your character is absolutely disgusted by the whole FreeUse concept. Well, how disgusted or how much she hates it, we can negotiate or discuss, but I don’t want her to be fully open minded or jump into the FreeUse lifestyle right away… there’s no fun in that!

She’d be facing tons of dilemmas, contemplating every decision she makes, lots of conflicts, her body wants something, mind says something else… Of course she’d be forced (by conditions and situations) to live with her aunt as we explore how she copes with different family members and their FreeUse lifestyles… and how she slowly gives in and joins them… slowly but surely! I’d love to GM for this.

I roleplay only on discord, so that’s mandatory.

Limits : scat, vomit, rimming and MxM. Vast set of kinks, would love to brainstorm and discuss further. Please mention your favourite movie somewhere in your first chat message! Hope to hear from you :)

“PARASITE”, David Attenborough starts his narration in his famous tone, “A parasite cannot sustain on its own, and almost always need a host or a family of hosts to survive.” He continues his narration as Cassie is seated on the couch and is totally focused on the TV.

“To the outside world, the target seems normal and healthy, a fully functioning creature… But it’s being controlled by the parasite, living inside the creature and using it for survival…” The voice from the TV fills the living room, a pair of black hands slowly sliding on her shoulders to pull those thin black straps aside, letting her loose tank top fall down, exposing her perky breasts to the warm weather outside. It’s such a contrasting visual, a pair of pitch black hands on her pale white skin, slowly cupping her breasts under those rough palms… Almost matching the visuals on the TV as a parasite enters the host’s body…

“By the time the host realises the presence of the parasite, it’s too late already! The parasite would have completely taken control over the host by then and now the host’s body is just a vessel for the parasite to live and operate…” Cassie just sighs softly, she’s far from turning her life around. She just gave up long back to the parasite in her house and now her body is just one of the three vessels the parasite uses for his pleasure!

She should be in her uni final year, but instead she’s home and probably forever until the parasite decides otherwise. The worse part? She’s not the only host, unlike the insect world, the parasite in her house has affected three hosts, Cassie herself, her mother Katie and her sister Lily. They’re in the phase, “ONCE YOU GO BLACK, THERE’S NO GOING BACK”.

As the video ends, Katie finishes her cooking work in the kitchen and walks to the living room to join Cassie on the couch, Katie doesn’t even have the privilege to wear any clothes at all, she just removes her robe and sits beside her daughter, sweat trickling down her voluptuous motherly body. In a way, deep inside her, she kinda likes it. The attention, the praise her body gets at this age… But at what cost? She lets out a helpless sigh as Lily, her younger daughter steps into the living room after a nice little shower to join her sister and mother, all three of them on the couch for their parasite to have his way with them.

As they let go of their bodies, they start to wonder… how did it all start… whose fault was this? Was this avoidable? A parasite doesn’t just come inside and take over the host… it’s a rigorous process and in human world, it takes a couple years… so how did it all start?

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This is where our roleplay ends and our brainstorming starts! Where did it all start? Who’s the parasite? Where is the man of the house? Who brought the parasite home? The mother gave in to the seductions of a local gym trainer and brought him home? Or did the elder daughter find a nice black boyfriend in uni and thought she could bring him home to meet her family? Or is it the younger daughter who was more prone to the black parasite attack? Or even worse none of them? The husband was the culprit? Husband’s boss? Who is the parasite? What’s the motive of the parasite?

If you’re just gonna stay calm, say yes or no and let me do the brainstorming, then I can do it without you as well… I’d love to find someone who’s enthusiastic and excited about the whole setting and theme! It easily shows up in brainstorming and if we don’t vibe, then we don’t need to waste each other’s time…

Discord is mandatory! My only limits are scat, vomit, rimming and MxM.

Hope to hear from you :)

Your fingers linger by the doorbell, you’re still not sure if this is a good idea. Your eyes shift to your wrist and the watch shows 6pm, it’s Friday night, out of all the places you could have gone to in the new city, you chose to drop by your aunt’s house out of nowhere… But something inside your heart tells you to go for it and closing your eyes, you do ring the bell, twice.

—-

As you stand there contemplating your action, your mind races into the past… Back when you used to spend those Christmas nights with your aunt’s family… A decade ago, when life was happier and simpler. Katie used to have this way with the people around her, she carried such a positive aura around her that the chances of someone hating her are little to none. You still remember her goodnight hugs and just how welcoming you feel when you were around her. Not that your parents were bad, but it’s just different with your aunt and her family.

-

But all of that suddenly disappeared slowly, you used to wait for Christmas only to hear from your mother that Katie and her family aren’t coming this year. And the next year, and probably forever. Your mother always dodged the details and specifics of why your aunt and her family weren’t coming home for Christmas or once in every couple months like they used to… As years passed by, you had to make peace with the fact that they’re gone from your life.

-

You grew up, got yourself into a nice university in a city far from your hometown and it’s a fresh start for your 20th birthday. New city, new people, new life, endless possibilities to grow up and explore life, especially for someone like you who grew up in suburbs and weekends filled with church chores. But amidst all these, you just couldn’t forget your aunt forever. You’ve saved one of her letters back then and you know the from address of that letter… It’s the same city you’re moving to now, in fact your university is just a couple blocks away from your aunt’s house.

-

But the uncertainty was always there… What if they moved houses? Or moved to different city? Or even worse, what if she doesn’t recognise you after a decade gap? What if she hates you after recognising you? So many what ifs and no concrete answers to any of those questions and million such questions collide in your mind, to the point where you start to feel like just turning around and pick your bags to just grab a cab and leave before you embarrass yourself…

-

As you try to turn around hopeless, the door opens and a woman in her late 40s stands by the door. She has a spatula in her hand, wearing a baby pink apron and her golden hair flows behind her head. It’s Katie indeed, still as beautiful as you remember her from a decade ago. Her eyes widen as she sees you by the doorstep, her limbs freeze, unable to comprehend what she’s seeing right now. She’s more shocked to see you than you are to see her, it’s unexpected for her and she just stands there for a moment, before shrieking out loud, out of pure excitement and shock…

-

“Oh My God… [Insert your name here]!!! It’s really you!!!” She shouts hysterically and wraps her arms around you to pull you for a tight hug, you’ve always known her for being a huge hugger. Her beautiful mammaries caress you, clearing you of all the doubts you had so far, she does remember you, she does love you… she breaks the hug as she looks at you with a smile from top to bottom, making sure that she’s not dreaming. At the same time, giving you a chance to look at your old aunt and while your previous doubts are cleared with that hug, new doubts arise… She is wearing an apron, but just an apron… nothing else beneath that and it’s evident because her breasts are almost falling apart from that tight apron to the point where you can see her areolas peeking through the fabric.

-

And then the apron doesn’t even reach her mid thighs, her wide hips can never be covered by a simple apron like that, so it’s evident that she’s not wearing anything beneath that apron. “Ugh look at me… making you stand outside the house! Come inside sweetie!” She says with a warm smile, inviting you inside and turns around to lead you, only to expose her beautiful fat ass cheeks and her bare back. The apron is nonexistent behind her, so you just stand there staring at your aunt’s butt crack and how they jiggle as she walks ahead of you…

-

Maybe there was a reason your mother forbade you from meeting your aunt after all…

_______

Heya! Sorry for the long intro, but hope you get the vibes. A suburban 19-20yo girl is excited to make it to the big city and wants to rekindle with her long lost aunt, only to realise that her aunt and the family follows FreeUse tradition.

Now I know that most of us would probably expect endless sex in FreeUse prompts, while that is on the line or todo list, I wanna mention that initially, your character is absolutely disgusted by the whole FreeUse concept. Well, how disgusted or how much she hates it, we can negotiate or discuss, but I don’t want her to be fully open minded or jump into the FreeUse lifestyle right away… there’s no fun in that!

She’d be facing tons of dilemmas, contemplating every decision she makes, lots of conflicts, her body wants something, mind says something else… Of course she’d be forced (by conditions and situations) to live with her aunt as we explore how she copes with different family members and their FreeUse lifestyles… and how she slowly gives in and joins them… slowly but surely! I’d love to GM for this.

I roleplay only on discord, so that’s mandatory.

Limits : scat, vomit, rimming and MxM. Vast set of kinks, would love to brainstorm and discuss further. Please mention your favourite movie somewhere in your first chat message! Hope to hear from you :)

All characters are 18+ btw!

My fingers work on the final touches, just tightening the collar and loosening the straps of ball-gag in her mouth, just making sure that the final product is up to the client’s requirements. I take my phone and turn on the camera as I point it at the doll in front of me and start recording.

“Final test before delivery…” I start the video note, one of the hundred other videos I’ve made during this doll’s journey as her owner-to-be has requested videos of progression/training, of course they come at a price! My free hand raises to her face and my fingers dance on her pink coated luscious lips and she wears a beautiful, dumb, ditzy smile on her face as she stares at the camera like a doll.

“Go on! Introduce yourself to your new master!” I command her as my fingers open up her lips and give her lower lip a few gentle rubs and the camera perfectly captures her nipples getting hard as I do that.

“Hey daddy! I’m your new doll and I’m excited to serve you for the rest of my life! Hehehe” she adds a giggle at the end, making sure that her new owner will be pleased to take and own her. I give her cheeks a couple pats, “Attagirl!” I throw a compliment to her for which she responds with a thankful giggle as I stop the recording and save it to the folder that was requested by her owner. The folder also has other pictures and videos, from her past! From 6 months ago, when she was a pretty confident, studious outgoing student in the final year of her university. Back then, her goals and ambitions were different, raising her voice against the politics, finish graduation, settle in life, get a job…

But here she is, sitting on the table in my office room, naked, her brain is wiped off fully, she has no memory of her life from 6 months ago. It’s blank, all she knows and aims to be is a dumb ditzy doll to her new owner. Her breasts was enhanced by a cup, her pussy mound has a tattoo of her owner, hair colour changed to blush pink… The world has long forgotten her, all proofs wiped and she’s nonexistent from the world’s view now. She only exists in her owner’s house for the rest of her life.

I put the ball-gag back into her mouth and pat on her head and she responds with a giggle, I remember when she was so angry that she used to bite my hand when I did that a couple months ago, but that’s what 6 months of training does to someone! And when someone has special doll requests like this, they come to me, The DollMaker.

Just as I sit back and start copying the media into a new pen drive and message the client to come pick his doll up, the office bell rings and Katie enters the room with a sealed letter in her hand. Her breasts are tightly stuffed under the buttoned shirt, suffocating themselves while her thick pale thighs are exposed under the skimpy skirt, that’s her office outfit which was designed by me. She’s 45, and she’s a bit close to my heart… Poor Katie, she was a special request by some anonymous client a couple years ago, she had a happy little life back then and then I had to turn her into a nice MILF doll, only for the client to back off because he realised that Katie wasn’t the milf he wanted… I couldn’t send Katie back into the society, so I kept her… to myself; forever!

She steps in and sits in my lap, adjusting her voluptuous figure in my arms and hands the letter to me. It’s from yet another anonymous client and was addressed to me, the DollMaker. Katie looks at the doll in front of her, the doll that she helped me build for 6 months and she throws a smile at her and then looks at me. “Do you want me to read the letter out sir?” She asks noticing that I’m busy with my laptop…

I wonder who the next unfortunate woman is gonna be… a young uni student who’s a bit too arrogant? A bitchy ass middle aged lawyer who offended some powerful person? A neighbourhood Karen who messed with the wrong person? Or a totally mistaken identity like Katie? Who are you?

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Heya! Sorry for the long wall of text but I hope the premise is clear. We’ll be dealing with a highly confidential, secretive person called The DollMaker who wipes takes special requests from powerful clients and make sure they get their dolls delivered after training…

If you are just gonna say YEA or NO during brainstorming and expect me to carry it all, we probably won’t fit together. And please be able to write a few paragraphs during roleplay, one liners don’t fit either… Finally, discord is mandatory. When you message, please mention what excited you about the prompt, what made you respond, what are your expectations, what are your suggestions… and most importantly, your favourite animated movie in the first message!

Also just putting it here, currently my mood is strongly towards the older women… so in this order, milfs, middle aged women, then the 18-25 ranges… Or to put it better, the bitchier the better! There’s a reason why the training takes 6 months. If your character is a secret slut who loves bdsm and stuff openly, then there’s not much for us to roleplay about it… So the bitchier, the better! And naturally, the older your character is, the more hesitant she’d be to give in… and the hotter the corruption! But that’s just my small preference and by no means a compulsion. Really feel free to play the uni graduate age too, no worries!

Limits : MxM, rimming, scat, vomit! Hope to hear from you!

The trip is anything but exciting, but you must keep up the appearance for the rest of your family, being a dutiful mother and housewife and all. Where do you even begin with? This is probably the first time you’re seeing someone going to Africa for vacation, but you can’t blame your husband for this fully either… It was supposed to be his work trip, where his company had basically given a 2 month vacation trip for his whole family to a remote African island, you wonder why…

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“You know… this island once belonged to some isolated tribe and it’s believed that they’re still alive and living totally isolated from the rest of the world?” Your 19yo daughter Stacy says as she reads through her iPad while you setup a bunch of towels by the beautiful beach on the island. It’s sunny, hot as hell and the sun is right up your ass. Your husband can be seen discussing something with the local guide as they stand at the cottages that were given to you.

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“Stop reading bullshit dude, and stop trying to act like a pseudo intellectual with those fake articles…” your elder daughter, Cassie mocks Stacy as she strips down to just a nice blue bikini and gives the sunscreen lotion to her boyfriend and gestures at him to apply it on her body. Ah yeah, her boyfriend, you just couldn’t point your finger at what’s wrong with him, but it’s just that you have a strong feeling that he’s probably not fit for your daughter. But when she insisted on bringing him along for the family trip, you couldn’t refuse either…

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Stacy just shrugged, “And it seems that they had some curse upon them a few centuries ago… That the women of their tribe will become infertile, the men become impotent. They will never see a new generation and they will not die either…” Stacy continues to read from the article as she sits beside you.

“Oh shut the fuck up now… Can’t you see that it’s all some fantasy bullshit?” Cassie says a bit annoyed while her boyfriend applies the sunscreen on her beautiful body.

“Cassie… language!” You throw a gentle warning at Cassie, after all, there are still some Christian values left in the family, or so you’d like to believe.

“And the curse will one day be lifted when three goddesses…” Stacy continues to read, only to be interrupted by you.

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“Alright Stacy, honey! That’s enough… It’s all probably a fantasy story and there’s no tribe or anything! Your father’s company is making a deal with the local government here and it has something to do with this island, so they sent your dad to do the planning and sign the deal here…” you explain the reason behind this whole trip, all the while ignoring the fact that as you relax by the beach, several tens of eyes are leering at you from the dark forest trees behind you, observing and analysing the intruders, waiting for the right moment to pounce at you…

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Heya! Hope the starter is crisp and good enough to give you a glimpse of the characters I envisioned for this beautiful tribal world play. So basically, a white American family comes to an isolated tribal island for vacation/work and the women of the family end up being the tribal goddesses. There could be some minimal fantasy elements since we’re dealing with curse and goddesses here, but yeah that’s up for negotiation.

The characters, their looks, traits, their future, their dynamics, everything is up for discussion and I’d really love to find someone who loves to brainstorm and discuss as much as I love to do! It’s really not fun if the brainstorming is one way, where one of us keeps asking questions and the other just gives yes/no answer without taking it forward.

As for how do we play this, I’d love to GM, aka play the tribe around your character, so I’d love if you can play the three women of the family. Up for discussion! The main kinks and themes revolve around bnwo, bbc, cuckold, gangbang, breeding, pregnancy, lactation! Those are kind of must unfortunately, so yeah!

As for the medium, I’m available on discord, so please send a message here with your favourite movie name included in the first message and also your views on this storyline etc etc. whatever you see fit, the more detailed the better! And then we can move to discord.

Hope to hear from you :)