Subject: Stephanie's eight legs wriggled as she approached the gift pile.
Posted on: 2016-01-19 14:20:08 UTC

"My turn my turn my turn! Let's see..." Her two tentacles grabbed a small box that seemed even smaller next to the eleven-foot kraken. "Ooooh, what's in heeere?"

Carefully opening the box, so as to not damage its contents, Stephanie found herself holding a bunch of bony triangles on a string. "Shark teeth?" Her skin momentarily changed to the shock-white color of fear, before its color and texture changed to match burnished gold. "I don't know who made this, but I love it!"

(OOC: Yup, Stephanie's skin is a mood ring when she's not paying attention to it.)

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