The shadows dip and weave through the woods. Some of them holding weapons forged of malicious steel or forged from plates or scraps. Some of them are tall and muscular while some are small and angry. Either way, they are there.
Jason is walking through the forest, calling out names, seeing who shows up: "Talbot? Rin? Whatever we call the locker creature? Jeffery and or kenneth?"
a low grumble is heard from the forest.
He sighs, "Clear answers please!"
"Your lucky i can answer you" a young womans voice calls out
The shadows dip and weave through the woods. Some of them holding weapons forged of malicious steel or forged from plates or scraps. Some of them are tall and muscular while some are small and angry. Either way, they are there.
Jason is walking through the forest, calling out names, seeing who shows up: "Talbot? Rin? Whatever we call the locker creature? Jeffery and or kenneth?"
a low grumble is heard from the forest.
He sighs, "Clear answers please!"
"Your lucky i can answer you" a young womans voice calls out
"I guess i am." he says, heading for the voice
Susie appears "Hi jason..."
He pauses, "Susie.... not exactly who i expected, but i'm glad you aren't immedietly attacking me."
The shadows dip and weave through the woods. Some of them holding weapons forged of malicious steel or forged from plates or scraps. Some of them are tall and muscular while some are small and angry. Either way, they are there.
Jason is walking through the forest, calling out names, seeing who shows up: "Talbot? Rin? Whatever we call the locker creature? Jeffery and or kenneth?"
a low grumble is heard from the forest.
He sighs, "Clear answers please!"
"Your lucky i can answer you" a young womans voice calls out
"I guess i am." he says, heading for the voice
Susie appears "Hi jason..."
He pauses, "Susie.... not exactly who i expected, but i'm glad you aren't immedietly attacking me."
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
The hooded figure is frantically making repairs to the object that they were carrying on their back.
A hooded man in a camo jacket stares at him behind a grimy, bloody mask
The figure jerks his head to look at the bloody-masked man, revealing his own, burned, rusted iron mask. He pulls out what looks like a wind-up key and starts fumbling with it.
Frank walks forward and chuckled, flipping his blade.
The mechanical heartbeat speeds up. He shoves the key into the device and starts frantically winding it.
Frank lunges at them, grabbing them around the neck.
Glowing red wires lead from the figure's fingertips to the device. The machine begins to unfold. It's a puppet. A seven-foot-tall, adamantine puppet, shaped after some fantastical monster.
It lifts up a pike, its movements jerky and unnatural.
Frank chuckles and dips out of the way and backwards.
The puppetmaster and the puppet trade places. Frank is now holding the arm of the massive machine.
The hooded figure is frantically making repairs to the object that they were carrying on their back.
A hooded man in a camo jacket stares at him behind a grimy, bloody mask
The figure jerks his head to look at the bloody-masked man, revealing his own, burned, rusted iron mask. He pulls out what looks like a wind-up key and starts fumbling with it.
Frank walks forward and chuckled, flipping his blade.
The mechanical heartbeat speeds up. He shoves the key into the device and starts frantically winding it.
Frank lunges at them, grabbing them around the neck.
Glowing red wires lead from the figure's fingertips to the device. The machine begins to unfold. It's a puppet. A seven-foot-tall, adamantine puppet, shaped after some fantastical monster.
It lifts up a pike, its movements jerky and unnatural.
Frank chuckles and dips out of the way and backwards.
The puppetmaster and the puppet trade places. Frank is now holding the arm of the massive machine.
The shadows dip and weave through the woods. Some of them holding weapons forged of malicious steel or forged from plates or scraps. Some of them are tall and muscular while some are small and angry. Either way, they are there.
Jason is walking through the forest, calling out names, seeing who shows up: "Talbot? Rin? Whatever we call the locker creature? Jeffery and or kenneth?"
a low grumble is heard from the forest.
He sighs, "Clear answers please!"
"Your lucky i can answer you" a young womans voice calls out
"I guess i am." he says, heading for the voice
Susie appears "Hi jason..."
He pauses, "Susie.... not exactly who i expected, but i'm glad you aren't immedietly attacking me."
"Your lucky i dont" she said in a cold tone
He sighs, "Still mad i see." He says. "Why are any of you here? I thought the entity kept to its domains." He asks, crossing his arms
The shadows dip and weave through the woods. Some of them holding weapons forged of malicious steel or forged from plates or scraps. Some of them are tall and muscular while some are small and angry. Either way, they are there.
Jason is walking through the forest, calling out names, seeing who shows up: "Talbot? Rin? Whatever we call the locker creature? Jeffery and or kenneth?"
a low grumble is heard from the forest.
He sighs, "Clear answers please!"
"Your lucky i can answer you" a young womans voice calls out
"I guess i am." he says, heading for the voice
Susie appears "Hi jason..."
He pauses, "Susie.... not exactly who i expected, but i'm glad you aren't immedietly attacking me."
"Your lucky i dont" she said in a cold tone
He sighs, "Still mad i see." He says. "Why are any of you here? I thought the entity kept to its domains." He asks, crossing his arms
"You made a hole through the worlds. The entity found it. A fracture formed and we found ourselves here"
The shadows dip and weave through the woods. Some of them holding weapons forged of malicious steel or forged from plates or scraps. Some of them are tall and muscular while some are small and angry. Either way, they are there.
Jason is walking through the forest, calling out names, seeing who shows up: "Talbot? Rin? Whatever we call the locker creature? Jeffery and or kenneth?"
a low grumble is heard from the forest.
He sighs, "Clear answers please!"
"Your lucky i can answer you" a young womans voice calls out
"I guess i am." he says, heading for the voice
Susie appears "Hi jason..."
He pauses, "Susie.... not exactly who i expected, but i'm glad you aren't immedietly attacking me."
"Your lucky i dont" she said in a cold tone
He sighs, "Still mad i see." He says. "Why are any of you here? I thought the entity kept to its domains." He asks, crossing his arms
"You made a hole through the worlds. The entity found it. A fracture formed and we found ourselves here"
The shadows dip and weave through the woods. Some of them holding weapons forged of malicious steel or forged from plates or scraps. Some of them are tall and muscular while some are small and angry. Either way, they are there.
Jason is walking through the forest, calling out names, seeing who shows up: "Talbot? Rin? Whatever we call the locker creature? Jeffery and or kenneth?"
a low grumble is heard from the forest.
He sighs, "Clear answers please!"
"Your lucky i can answer you" a young womans voice calls out
"I guess i am." he says, heading for the voice
Susie appears "Hi jason..."
He pauses, "Susie.... not exactly who i expected, but i'm glad you aren't immedietly attacking me."
"Your lucky i dont" she said in a cold tone
He sighs, "Still mad i see." He says. "Why are any of you here? I thought the entity kept to its domains." He asks, crossing his arms
"You made a hole through the worlds. The entity found it. A fracture formed and we found ourselves here"
"Yeah... that was accidental." He says, "Why are you even mad about it?"
The hooded figure is frantically making repairs to the object that they were carrying on their back.
A hooded man in a camo jacket stares at him behind a grimy, bloody mask
The figure jerks his head to look at the bloody-masked man, revealing his own, burned, rusted iron mask. He pulls out what looks like a wind-up key and starts fumbling with it.
Frank walks forward and chuckled, flipping his blade.
The mechanical heartbeat speeds up. He shoves the key into the device and starts frantically winding it.
Frank lunges at them, grabbing them around the neck.
Glowing red wires lead from the figure's fingertips to the device. The machine begins to unfold. It's a puppet. A seven-foot-tall, adamantine puppet, shaped after some fantastical monster.
It lifts up a pike, its movements jerky and unnatural.
Frank chuckles and dips out of the way and backwards.
The puppetmaster and the puppet trade places. Frank is now holding the arm of the massive machine.
He grumbles and lets go, backing up some.
The hunched-over figure cowers behind his mechanical brute. "W-what do you want with me?!"
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
The shadows dip and weave through the woods. Some of them holding weapons forged of malicious steel or forged from plates or scraps. Some of them are tall and muscular while some are small and angry. Either way, they are there.
Jason is walking through the forest, calling out names, seeing who shows up: "Talbot? Rin? Whatever we call the locker creature? Jeffery and or kenneth?"
a low grumble is heard from the forest.
He sighs, "Clear answers please!"
"Your lucky i can answer you" a young womans voice calls out
"I guess i am." he says, heading for the voice
Susie appears "Hi jason..."
He pauses, "Susie.... not exactly who i expected, but i'm glad you aren't immedietly attacking me."
"Your lucky i dont" she said in a cold tone
He sighs, "Still mad i see." He says. "Why are any of you here? I thought the entity kept to its domains." He asks, crossing his arms
"You made a hole through the worlds. The entity found it. A fracture formed and we found ourselves here"
The shadows dip and weave through the woods. Some of them holding weapons forged of malicious steel or forged from plates or scraps. Some of them are tall and muscular while some are small and angry. Either way, they are there.
Jason is walking through the forest, calling out names, seeing who shows up: "Talbot? Rin? Whatever we call the locker creature? Jeffery and or kenneth?"
a low grumble is heard from the forest.
He sighs, "Clear answers please!"
"Your lucky i can answer you" a young womans voice calls out
"I guess i am." he says, heading for the voice
Susie appears "Hi jason..."
He pauses, "Susie.... not exactly who i expected, but i'm glad you aren't immedietly attacking me."
"Your lucky i dont" she said in a cold tone
He sighs, "Still mad i see." He says. "Why are any of you here? I thought the entity kept to its domains." He asks, crossing his arms
"You made a hole through the worlds. The entity found it. A fracture formed and we found ourselves here"
"Yeah... that was accidental." He says, "Why are you even mad about it?"
"no. Just feeling betrayed" she said, putting emphasis on the word
The hooded figure is frantically making repairs to the object that they were carrying on their back.
A hooded man in a camo jacket stares at him behind a grimy, bloody mask
The figure jerks his head to look at the bloody-masked man, revealing his own, burned, rusted iron mask. He pulls out what looks like a wind-up key and starts fumbling with it.
Frank walks forward and chuckled, flipping his blade.
The mechanical heartbeat speeds up. He shoves the key into the device and starts frantically winding it.
Frank lunges at them, grabbing them around the neck.
Glowing red wires lead from the figure's fingertips to the device. The machine begins to unfold. It's a puppet. A seven-foot-tall, adamantine puppet, shaped after some fantastical monster.
It lifts up a pike, its movements jerky and unnatural.
Frank chuckles and dips out of the way and backwards.
The puppetmaster and the puppet trade places. Frank is now holding the arm of the massive machine.
He grumbles and lets go, backing up some.
The hunched-over figure cowers behind his mechanical brute. "W-what do you want with me?!"
Susie appears "Hi jason..."
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
He pauses, "Susie.... not exactly who i expected, but i'm glad you aren't immedietly attacking me."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Your lucky i dont" she said in a cold tone
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
Emmet murmurs something under his breath.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
The puppetmaster and the puppet trade places. Frank is now holding the arm of the massive machine.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Xan watches and boops his nose
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
He grumbles and lets go, backing up some.
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
He sighs, "Still mad i see." He says. "Why are any of you here? I thought the entity kept to its domains." He asks, crossing his arms
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"You made a hole through the worlds. The entity found it. A fracture formed and we found ourselves here"
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
"Yeah... that was accidental." He says, "Why are you even mad about it?"
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
The hunched-over figure cowers behind his mechanical brute. "W-what do you want with me?!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Rather slow rn*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Emmet's voice is hoarse and low. "I did it. I did it, Xan."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Zdzislaw is in the inn, with his puppet lying on the table as he rapidly makes repairs.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Very quiet...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"no. Just feeling betrayed" she said, putting emphasis on the word
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
"what the entity wants" he said
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
"doesn't it feel good though?"
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 have returned again! Taking a break from the MC Server for dinner, so here I am!*
*hey there :>*
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