Omori has been practicing her magic for a few hours at this point, and though she's making more sparks, nothing else has been produced from it. Still, she keeps trying.
KK's more monstrous creations are animated- the many-armed amalgamations of mannequin parts shambling around the warehouse while their creator continues her work.
Cathcart, after a long while of stumbling through the woods, spots the Lord's Rest Inn and starts to approach.
(how are you)
Isaac sits across from her "do you need help?"
*I'm doing okay. You?*
"No, I'm good, thank you. I just need to practice, is all." She replies, continuing to make sparks in her attempt to cause something else to happen.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Omori has been practicing her magic for a few hours at this point, and though she's making more sparks, nothing else has been produced from it. Still, she keeps trying.
KK's more monstrous creations are animated- the many-armed amalgamations of mannequin parts shambling around the warehouse while their creator continues her work.
Cathcart, after a long while of stumbling through the woods, spots the Lord's Rest Inn and starts to approach.
(how are you)
Isaac sits across from her "do you need help?"
*I'm doing okay. You?*
"No, I'm good, thank you. I just need to practice, is all." She replies, continuing to make sparks in her attempt to cause something else to happen.
(I could be better)
"Seems like you're making progress at least"
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
A new restaurant has opened up. A family diner. The Big Burger Beastro. The mascot, Big Bimothy, dances and juggles on stage. You can barely hear the clacking and creaking of the polar bear's mechanical parts over the laughter and cheering. Bimothy is strong, confident, brave, kind, all the things that make a good role model. He lives in a fantastical world, and he speaks with such passion that you can't help but join him in his imaginative reality.
A man with long, red locks sits hunched over the manager's desk long after the kids have gone. He stares at the mechanical suit he had donned earlier that day. He runs his hands over the eye-shaped scars on his arms... and torso... and neck. He clears his throat, straightens his tie, rolls down his sleeves, and picks up his keys. He gives the empty costume a hug before he heads out, visibly anxious as he puts packs of burger supplies into his cart.
The red-haired man is restocking hot food vending machines that have begun appearing throughout the town, offering fresh hot burgers, fries, chicken nuggets, and even cold shakes, sodas, and salads for mere coppers.
*Ah a fabulous Mcdonalds style intro. Now I wonder what the jiggle is, and the phrase that goes with it. I would take part, but Merabelle, Thane, and Rag are busy in other interactions. Damian can only be 10ft away from Saphuno. The DD cast usually has something to do, and the others just don't fit, sorry.*
Omori has been practicing her magic for a few hours at this point, and though she's making more sparks, nothing else has been produced from it. Still, she keeps trying.
Cathcart, after a long while of stumbling through the woods, spots the Lord's Rest Inn and starts to approach.
Merabelle watches like a proud mother, congratulating her on every little step forward, because that's one step closer. She had recently finished her morning workout, and is still in her workout clothes.
He feels a gun against his spinal cord, and hears the voice of a Valentine, but not the sisters, Sparrow "What'd Mary an' Ann send ya here for?" He says, an order more than a question, Mary and Ann being the Valentine sisters names.
She continues her practice, feeling further motivated by Merabelle's support. At one point, three sparks fly from her hand rather than one, though it's unclear if Omori even noticed.
"To get me out of their hair. They didn't wanna play with me anymore, so here I am." He says, not turning around to see Sparrow.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A new restaurant has opened up. A family diner. The Big Burger Beastro. The mascot, Big Bimothy, dances and juggles on stage. You can barely hear the clacking and creaking of the polar bear's mechanical parts over the laughter and cheering. Bimothy is strong, confident, brave, kind, all the things that make a good role model. He lives in a fantastical world, and he speaks with such passion that you can't help but join him in his imaginative reality.
A man with long, red locks sits hunched over the manager's desk long after the kids have gone. He stares at the mechanical suit he had donned earlier that day. He runs his hands over the eye-shaped scars on his arms... and torso... and neck. He clears his throat, straightens his tie, rolls down his sleeves, and picks up his keys. He gives the empty costume a hug before he heads out, visibly anxious as he puts packs of burger supplies into his cart.
The red-haired man is restocking hot food vending machines that have begun appearing throughout the town, offering fresh hot burgers, fries, chicken nuggets, and even cold shakes, sodas, and salads for mere coppers.
*Ah a fabulous Mcdonalds style intro. Now I wonder what the jiggle is, and the phrase that goes with it. I would take part, but Merabelle, Thane, and Rag are busy in other interactions. Damian can only be 10ft away from Saphuno. The DD cast usually has something to do, and the others just don't fit, sorry.*
*???*
*The jiggle for the restaurant, there own 'I'm lovin' it'*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
A new restaurant has opened up. A family diner. The Big Burger Beastro. The mascot, Big Bimothy, dances and juggles on stage. You can barely hear the clacking and creaking of the polar bear's mechanical parts over the laughter and cheering. Bimothy is strong, confident, brave, kind, all the things that make a good role model. He lives in a fantastical world, and he speaks with such passion that you can't help but join him in his imaginative reality.
A man with long, red locks sits hunched over the manager's desk long after the kids have gone. He stares at the mechanical suit he had donned earlier that day. He runs his hands over the eye-shaped scars on his arms... and torso... and neck. He clears his throat, straightens his tie, rolls down his sleeves, and picks up his keys. He gives the empty costume a hug before he heads out, visibly anxious as he puts packs of burger supplies into his cart.
The red-haired man is restocking hot food vending machines that have begun appearing throughout the town, offering fresh hot burgers, fries, chicken nuggets, and even cold shakes, sodas, and salads for mere coppers.
*Ah a fabulous Mcdonalds style intro. Now I wonder what the jiggle is, and the phrase that goes with it. I would take part, but Merabelle, Thane, and Rag are busy in other interactions. Damian can only be 10ft away from Saphuno. The DD cast usually has something to do, and the others just don't fit, sorry.*
*???*
*The jiggle for the restaurant, there own 'I'm lovin' it'*
He slowly does so, picking at the cushions. "M-maybe...maybe I should go get my w-wife..."
"If you are uncomfortable, I will allow it." He nods in the dark.
He sends a message to Lore from his sending stone. He sits there, waiting and picking at the couch
*Last thingy Wendi. Also welcome back :]*
Lore teleports in, spear in hand as if expecting an issue. She looks around "Oh nevermind." She desummons it, it disappearing into mist. The Doctor looks up and chuckles "Lorus Azain." He bows his head and she nods back, sitting down.
A new restaurant has opened up. A family diner. The Big Burger Beastro. The mascot, Big Bimothy, dances and juggles on stage. You can barely hear the clacking and creaking of the polar bear's mechanical parts over the laughter and cheering. Bimothy is strong, confident, brave, kind, all the things that make a good role model. He lives in a fantastical world, and he speaks with such passion that you can't help but join him in his imaginative reality.
A man with long, red locks sits hunched over the manager's desk long after the kids have gone. He stares at the mechanical suit he had donned earlier that day. He runs his hands over the eye-shaped scars on his arms... and torso... and neck. He clears his throat, straightens his tie, rolls down his sleeves, and picks up his keys. He gives the empty costume a hug before he heads out, visibly anxious as he puts packs of burger supplies into his cart.
The red-haired man is restocking hot food vending machines that have begun appearing throughout the town, offering fresh hot burgers, fries, chicken nuggets, and even cold shakes, sodas, and salads for mere coppers.
*Ah a fabulous Mcdonalds style intro. Now I wonder what the jiggle is, and the phrase that goes with it. I would take part, but Merabelle, Thane, and Rag are busy in other interactions. Damian can only be 10ft away from Saphuno. The DD cast usually has something to do, and the others just don't fit, sorry.*
*???*
*The jiggle for the restaurant, there own 'I'm lovin' it'*
*Doth thou mean jingle, perchance?*
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He slowly does so, picking at the cushions. "M-maybe...maybe I should go get my w-wife..."
"If you are uncomfortable, I will allow it." He nods in the dark.
He sends a message to Lore from his sending stone. He sits there, waiting and picking at the couch
*Last thingy Wendi. Also welcome back :]*
Lore teleports in, spear in hand as if expecting an issue. She looks around "Oh nevermind." She desummons it, it disappearing into mist. The Doctor looks up and chuckles "Lorus Azain." He bows his head and she nods back, sitting down.
Theren is picking at the couch, staring at the ground.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She continues her practice, feeling further motivated by Merabelle's support. At one point, three sparks fly from her hand rather than one, though it's unclear if Omori even noticed.
"To get me out of their hair. They didn't wanna play with me anymore, so here I am." He says, not turning around to see Sparrow.
Merabelle smiles widely at them "Ya got three that time, yer makin' so much progress Omori!" She says, looking down to their hand, deeply proud of them.
He holsters the gun, walking past them "Ya better hope the others believe ya, I certainly don't, but I ain't gonna shoot an innocent man, if ya are free o' those two, good on ya." Cathcart feels the words etched into his back burn slightly, and distant laughing.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
He slowly does so, picking at the cushions. "M-maybe...maybe I should go get my w-wife..."
"If you are uncomfortable, I will allow it." He nods in the dark.
He sends a message to Lore from his sending stone. He sits there, waiting and picking at the couch
*Last thingy Wendi. Also welcome back :]*
Lore teleports in, spear in hand as if expecting an issue. She looks around "Oh nevermind." She desummons it, it disappearing into mist. The Doctor looks up and chuckles "Lorus Azain." He bows his head and she nods back, sitting down.
Theren is picking at the couch, staring at the ground.
The doctor tilts his head "You came here for a reason Theren would you like to tell me why?"
A new restaurant has opened up. A family diner. The Big Burger Beastro. The mascot, Big Bimothy, dances and juggles on stage. You can barely hear the clacking and creaking of the polar bear's mechanical parts over the laughter and cheering. Bimothy is strong, confident, brave, kind, all the things that make a good role model. He lives in a fantastical world, and he speaks with such passion that you can't help but join him in his imaginative reality.
A man with long, red locks sits hunched over the manager's desk long after the kids have gone. He stares at the mechanical suit he had donned earlier that day. He runs his hands over the eye-shaped scars on his arms... and torso... and neck. He clears his throat, straightens his tie, rolls down his sleeves, and picks up his keys. He gives the empty costume a hug before he heads out, visibly anxious as he puts packs of burger supplies into his cart.
The red-haired man is restocking hot food vending machines that have begun appearing throughout the town, offering fresh hot burgers, fries, chicken nuggets, and even cold shakes, sodas, and salads for mere coppers.
*Ah a fabulous Mcdonalds style intro. Now I wonder what the jiggle is, and the phrase that goes with it. I would take part, but Merabelle, Thane, and Rag are busy in other interactions. Damian can only be 10ft away from Saphuno. The DD cast usually has something to do, and the others just don't fit, sorry.*
*???*
*The jiggle for the restaurant, there own 'I'm lovin' it'*
*Doth thou mean jingle, perchance?*
*I am exceedingly stupid. I am exceedingly stupid.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*I'm doing okay. You?*
"No, I'm good, thank you. I just need to practice, is all." She replies, continuing to make sparks in her attempt to cause something else to happen.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
(I could be better)
"Seems like you're making progress at least"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*???*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I AM BACK- I HAVE SURVIVED THE ENDLESS TORRENT OF LETTERS.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*You've still got fan mail to read!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She continues her practice, feeling further motivated by Merabelle's support. At one point, three sparks fly from her hand rather than one, though it's unclear if Omori even noticed.
"To get me out of their hair. They didn't wanna play with me anymore, so here I am." He says, not turning around to see Sparrow.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*I have to input peoples checks into the system and send out thank you letters and I am done with it all.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Last thingy Wendi. Also welcome back :]*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*The jiggle for the restaurant, there own 'I'm lovin' it'*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Oh hey, welcome back.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Jingle. It's called a jingle, you donkey.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Lore teleports in, spear in hand as if expecting an issue. She looks around "Oh nevermind." She desummons it, it disappearing into mist. The Doctor looks up and chuckles "Lorus Azain." He bows his head and she nods back, sitting down.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Doth thou mean jingle, perchance?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*-screeches-*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Theren is picking at the couch, staring at the ground.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Welcome back, friend! Congrats on surviving the wave of papers!*
*WAVE 1/8 COMPLETED. Next wave spawns in 30 seconds.*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Merabelle smiles widely at them "Ya got three that time, yer makin' so much progress Omori!" She says, looking down to their hand, deeply proud of them.
He holsters the gun, walking past them "Ya better hope the others believe ya, I certainly don't, but I ain't gonna shoot an innocent man, if ya are free o' those two, good on ya." Cathcart feels the words etched into his back burn slightly, and distant laughing.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The doctor tilts his head "You came here for a reason Theren would you like to tell me why?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*I am exceedingly stupid. I am exceedingly stupid.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*(Slaps softly with wet newspaper) No, you'll scare the guests.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)