*snip for arch* Paia stands up and tries to get her friend to follow her, but Brynn grumbles and puts her head on the table. "Fine." she huffs "If you ever get done sulking, I'll be in the ballroom dancing the night away" and she heads to the ballroom with an excited giggle
One short trip up the stairs and she finds herself in a magnificent ballroom. Carved entirely of of what seems to be a singular continuous piece of marble, it is heavily decorated with mosaics of the sea, of the Archduchess, and of the symbol of the court: a balanced scale. With a balcony of its own on the other side of the room, two staircases on either side spiraling up to it, a main sort of dance floor area and a place for a band, currently playing a cheery room. It’s so opulent, so heavily decorated, colorful, and expensive looking, it’s simply the most magnificent room to look at. She looks down and realizes something just before she sets foot in the room: there is no floor. It’s a twenty foot deep pool of water. She hadn’t realized yet because the thirty or so in the ballroom dancing are walking right on the water as if it were a solid.
*GASP!* THE ORATRICE MECHANIQUE D'NALYSE CARDINALE!* Paia takes one tentative step out onto the water's surface, holding her breath
It doesn’t seem solid at first, causing a little ripple, but as she takes a full step it bends a small bit to support her weight, and it holds firm. It’s somewhere inbetween a trampoline and an ice skating rink, but the dancers make it look flawless. Paia gets the feeling if she falls, the water tension will break and she’ll sink.
she steps back onto the sidelines and resolves to just watch the dancers. At least, until somebody comes to sweep her off her feet. *she's a hopeless romantic who reads too much and yearns for adventure and romance.*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*snip for arch* Paia stands up and tries to get her friend to follow her, but Brynn grumbles and puts her head on the table. "Fine." she huffs "If you ever get done sulking, I'll be in the ballroom dancing the night away" and she heads to the ballroom with an excited giggle
One short trip up the stairs and she finds herself in a magnificent ballroom. Carved entirely of of what seems to be a singular continuous piece of marble, it is heavily decorated with mosaics of the sea, of the Archduchess, and of the symbol of the court: a balanced scale. With a balcony of its own on the other side of the room, two staircases on either side spiraling up to it, a main sort of dance floor area and a place for a band, currently playing a cheery room. It’s so opulent, so heavily decorated, colorful, and expensive looking, it’s simply the most magnificent room to look at. She looks down and realizes something just before she sets foot in the room: there is no floor. It’s a twenty foot deep pool of water. She hadn’t realized yet because the thirty or so in the ballroom dancing are walking right on the water as if it were a solid.
*GASP!* THE ORATRICE MECHANIQUE D'NALYSE CARDINALE!* Paia takes one tentative step out onto the water's surface, holding her breath
It doesn’t seem solid at first, causing a little ripple, but as she takes a full step it bends a small bit to support her weight, and it holds firm. It’s somewhere inbetween a trampoline and an ice skating rink, but the dancers make it look flawless. Paia gets the feeling if she falls, the water tension will break and she’ll sink.
she steps back onto the sidelines and resolves to just watch the dancers. At least, until somebody comes to sweep her off her feet. *she's a hopeless romantic who reads too much and yearns for adventure and romance.*
*I can definitely make a character like that. What’d you prefer they’d be like?*
the dancers are elegant, and most of them seem professionally trained. It’s a lot like actual ballroom dancing, but they often do twirls or jumps midair, like, Y’know, ice skating. It’s very interesting. A younger one, a smaller boy, missteps and trips, falling into the water with a splash. He yelps and swims to the stairs to use them as support to pull himself back up.
*today me: Bedridden with unknown ailment, wasting away and googling complete nonsense* *tomorrow me: Must do my final tests for my two hardest classes*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*today me: Bedridden with unknown ailment, wasting away and googling complete nonsense* *tomorrow me: Must do my final tests for my two hardest classes*
*hope you get better, and good luck on the finals!*
*snip for arch* Paia stands up and tries to get her friend to follow her, but Brynn grumbles and puts her head on the table. "Fine." she huffs "If you ever get done sulking, I'll be in the ballroom dancing the night away" and she heads to the ballroom with an excited giggle
One short trip up the stairs and she finds herself in a magnificent ballroom. Carved entirely of of what seems to be a singular continuous piece of marble, it is heavily decorated with mosaics of the sea, of the Archduchess, and of the symbol of the court: a balanced scale. With a balcony of its own on the other side of the room, two staircases on either side spiraling up to it, a main sort of dance floor area and a place for a band, currently playing a cheery room. It’s so opulent, so heavily decorated, colorful, and expensive looking, it’s simply the most magnificent room to look at. She looks down and realizes something just before she sets foot in the room: there is no floor. It’s a twenty foot deep pool of water. She hadn’t realized yet because the thirty or so in the ballroom dancing are walking right on the water as if it were a solid.
*GASP!* THE ORATRICE MECHANIQUE D'NALYSE CARDINALE!* Paia takes one tentative step out onto the water's surface, holding her breath
It doesn’t seem solid at first, causing a little ripple, but as she takes a full step it bends a small bit to support her weight, and it holds firm. It’s somewhere inbetween a trampoline and an ice skating rink, but the dancers make it look flawless. Paia gets the feeling if she falls, the water tension will break and she’ll sink.
she steps back onto the sidelines and resolves to just watch the dancers. At least, until somebody comes to sweep her off her feet. *she's a hopeless romantic who reads too much and yearns for adventure and romance.*
*I can definitely make a character like that. What’d you prefer they’d be like?*
the dancers are elegant, and most of them seem professionally trained. It’s a lot like actual ballroom dancing, but they often do twirls or jumps midair, like, Y’know, ice skating. It’s very interesting. A younger one, a smaller boy, missteps and trips, falling into the water with a splash. He yelps and swims to the stairs to use them as support to pull himself back up.
*Well I'm pretty sure that in this setting, any suave young man is enough. take in mind, paia is 16*
She continues witching the whirling crowd
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*today me: Bedridden with unknown ailment, wasting away and googling complete nonsense* *tomorrow me: Must do my final tests for my two hardest classes*
*hope you get better, and good luck on the finals!*
*I lie here, listlessly praying to the powers may be that this shroud departs from my bedside*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*snip for arch* Paia stands up and tries to get her friend to follow her, but Brynn grumbles and puts her head on the table. "Fine." she huffs "If you ever get done sulking, I'll be in the ballroom dancing the night away" and she heads to the ballroom with an excited giggle
One short trip up the stairs and she finds herself in a magnificent ballroom. Carved entirely of of what seems to be a singular continuous piece of marble, it is heavily decorated with mosaics of the sea, of the Archduchess, and of the symbol of the court: a balanced scale. With a balcony of its own on the other side of the room, two staircases on either side spiraling up to it, a main sort of dance floor area and a place for a band, currently playing a cheery room. It’s so opulent, so heavily decorated, colorful, and expensive looking, it’s simply the most magnificent room to look at. She looks down and realizes something just before she sets foot in the room: there is no floor. It’s a twenty foot deep pool of water. She hadn’t realized yet because the thirty or so in the ballroom dancing are walking right on the water as if it were a solid.
*GASP!* THE ORATRICE MECHANIQUE D'NALYSE CARDINALE!* Paia takes one tentative step out onto the water's surface, holding her breath
It doesn’t seem solid at first, causing a little ripple, but as she takes a full step it bends a small bit to support her weight, and it holds firm. It’s somewhere inbetween a trampoline and an ice skating rink, but the dancers make it look flawless. Paia gets the feeling if she falls, the water tension will break and she’ll sink.
she steps back onto the sidelines and resolves to just watch the dancers. At least, until somebody comes to sweep her off her feet. *she's a hopeless romantic who reads too much and yearns for adventure and romance.*
*I can definitely make a character like that. What’d you prefer they’d be like?*
the dancers are elegant, and most of them seem professionally trained. It’s a lot like actual ballroom dancing, but they often do twirls or jumps midair, like, Y’know, ice skating. It’s very interesting. A younger one, a smaller boy, missteps and trips, falling into the water with a splash. He yelps and swims to the stairs to use them as support to pull himself back up.
*Well I'm pretty sure that in this setting, any suave young man is enough. take in mind, paia is 16*
She continues witching the whirling crowd
*alrighty, comin’ right up!*
someone behind Paia taps her on the shoulder lightly. As she turns around, she’s met with a boy around her age, 16-17, with fluffy brown hair, bright amber eyes, and a dark blue suit. He has a scar on his lip and a cheerful expression. He clears his throat and does a little bow.
”Damon Mureau, a pleasure to meet you.’ He says, chuckling a bit. “Care to dance?”
(if you wanna change anything, go ahead! I did this on the spot :>)
*sure! My current characters are at an event, the Yuletide Masquerade, but one of your characters could be there or I could make a new character depending on the circumstance, I have some ideas.*
*sure! My current characters are at an event, the Yuletide Masquerade, but one of your characters could be there or I could make a new character depending on the circumstance, I have some ideas.*
*Ah it doesn’t matter to do, unless you want to deal with Damian, yes the Damian from Bloody Barnacle, then you could come up with something on the fly, I’ve got lots of characters.*
*snip for arch* Paia stands up and tries to get her friend to follow her, but Brynn grumbles and puts her head on the table. "Fine." she huffs "If you ever get done sulking, I'll be in the ballroom dancing the night away" and she heads to the ballroom with an excited giggle
One short trip up the stairs and she finds herself in a magnificent ballroom. Carved entirely of of what seems to be a singular continuous piece of marble, it is heavily decorated with mosaics of the sea, of the Archduchess, and of the symbol of the court: a balanced scale. With a balcony of its own on the other side of the room, two staircases on either side spiraling up to it, a main sort of dance floor area and a place for a band, currently playing a cheery room. It’s so opulent, so heavily decorated, colorful, and expensive looking, it’s simply the most magnificent room to look at. She looks down and realizes something just before she sets foot in the room: there is no floor. It’s a twenty foot deep pool of water. She hadn’t realized yet because the thirty or so in the ballroom dancing are walking right on the water as if it were a solid.
*GASP!* THE ORATRICE MECHANIQUE D'NALYSE CARDINALE!* Paia takes one tentative step out onto the water's surface, holding her breath
It doesn’t seem solid at first, causing a little ripple, but as she takes a full step it bends a small bit to support her weight, and it holds firm. It’s somewhere inbetween a trampoline and an ice skating rink, but the dancers make it look flawless. Paia gets the feeling if she falls, the water tension will break and she’ll sink.
she steps back onto the sidelines and resolves to just watch the dancers. At least, until somebody comes to sweep her off her feet. *she's a hopeless romantic who reads too much and yearns for adventure and romance.*
*I can definitely make a character like that. What’d you prefer they’d be like?*
the dancers are elegant, and most of them seem professionally trained. It’s a lot like actual ballroom dancing, but they often do twirls or jumps midair, like, Y’know, ice skating. It’s very interesting. A younger one, a smaller boy, missteps and trips, falling into the water with a splash. He yelps and swims to the stairs to use them as support to pull himself back up.
*Well I'm pretty sure that in this setting, any suave young man is enough. take in mind, paia is 16*
She continues witching the whirling crowd
*alrighty, comin’ right up!*
someone behind Paia taps her on the shoulder lightly. As she turns around, she’s met with a boy around her age, 16-17, with fluffy brown hair, bright amber eyes, and a dark blue suit. He has a scar on his lip and a cheerful expression. He clears his throat and does a little bow.
”Damon Mureau, a pleasure to meet you.’ He says, chuckling a bit. “Care to dance?”
(if you wanna change anything, go ahead! I did this on the spot :>)
*oooooooo that's her type for sure* "Paia Andrash" she curtseys. "It'd be my pleasure" *the DC of the perception roll is 17 now, roll*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*sure! My current characters are at an event, the Yuletide Masquerade, but one of your characters could be there or I could make a new character depending on the circumstance, I have some ideas.*
*Ah it doesn’t matter to do, unless you want to deal with Damian, yes the Damian from Bloody Barnacle, then you could come up with something on the fly, I’ve got lots of characters.*
*hmm… are any of them in current life-threatening danger? Preferably right after a fight, but during one is fine. :>*
*snip for arch* Paia stands up and tries to get her friend to follow her, but Brynn grumbles and puts her head on the table. "Fine." she huffs "If you ever get done sulking, I'll be in the ballroom dancing the night away" and she heads to the ballroom with an excited giggle
One short trip up the stairs and she finds herself in a magnificent ballroom. Carved entirely of of what seems to be a singular continuous piece of marble, it is heavily decorated with mosaics of the sea, of the Archduchess, and of the symbol of the court: a balanced scale. With a balcony of its own on the other side of the room, two staircases on either side spiraling up to it, a main sort of dance floor area and a place for a band, currently playing a cheery room. It’s so opulent, so heavily decorated, colorful, and expensive looking, it’s simply the most magnificent room to look at. She looks down and realizes something just before she sets foot in the room: there is no floor. It’s a twenty foot deep pool of water. She hadn’t realized yet because the thirty or so in the ballroom dancing are walking right on the water as if it were a solid.
*GASP!* THE ORATRICE MECHANIQUE D'NALYSE CARDINALE!* Paia takes one tentative step out onto the water's surface, holding her breath
It doesn’t seem solid at first, causing a little ripple, but as she takes a full step it bends a small bit to support her weight, and it holds firm. It’s somewhere inbetween a trampoline and an ice skating rink, but the dancers make it look flawless. Paia gets the feeling if she falls, the water tension will break and she’ll sink.
she steps back onto the sidelines and resolves to just watch the dancers. At least, until somebody comes to sweep her off her feet. *she's a hopeless romantic who reads too much and yearns for adventure and romance.*
*I can definitely make a character like that. What’d you prefer they’d be like?*
the dancers are elegant, and most of them seem professionally trained. It’s a lot like actual ballroom dancing, but they often do twirls or jumps midair, like, Y’know, ice skating. It’s very interesting. A younger one, a smaller boy, missteps and trips, falling into the water with a splash. He yelps and swims to the stairs to use them as support to pull himself back up.
*Well I'm pretty sure that in this setting, any suave young man is enough. take in mind, paia is 16*
She continues witching the whirling crowd
*alrighty, comin’ right up!*
someone behind Paia taps her on the shoulder lightly. As she turns around, she’s met with a boy around her age, 16-17, with fluffy brown hair, bright amber eyes, and a dark blue suit. He has a scar on his lip and a cheerful expression. He clears his throat and does a little bow.
”Damon Mureau, a pleasure to meet you.’ He says, chuckling a bit. “Care to dance?”
(if you wanna change anything, go ahead! I did this on the spot :>)
*oooooooo that's her type for sure* "Paia Andrash" she curtseys. "It'd be my pleasure" *the DC of the perception roll is 17 now, roll*
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he grabs her hand and leads her onto the dance floor, smiling. Based on how comfortable he is on the surface of the pool, he’s clearly done this before.
she steps back onto the sidelines and resolves to just watch the dancers. At least, until somebody comes to sweep her off her feet. *she's a hopeless romantic who reads too much and yearns for adventure and romance.*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*I can definitely make a character like that. What’d you prefer they’d be like?*
the dancers are elegant, and most of them seem professionally trained. It’s a lot like actual ballroom dancing, but they often do twirls or jumps midair, like, Y’know, ice skating. It’s very interesting. A younger one, a smaller boy, missteps and trips, falling into the water with a splash. He yelps and swims to the stairs to use them as support to pull himself back up.
*today me: Bedridden with unknown ailment, wasting away and googling complete nonsense*
*tomorrow me: Must do my final tests for my two hardest classes*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*hope you get better, and good luck on the finals!*
*Well I'm pretty sure that in this setting, any suave young man is enough. take in mind, paia is 16*
She continues witching the whirling crowd
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Anybody want to rp for the time I’ve got?*
*I lie here, listlessly praying to the powers may be that this shroud departs from my bedside*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Fry? Arch?*
*alrighty, comin’ right up!*
someone behind Paia taps her on the shoulder lightly. As she turns around, she’s met with a boy around her age, 16-17, with fluffy brown hair, bright amber eyes, and a dark blue suit. He has a scar on his lip and a cheerful expression. He clears his throat and does a little bow.
”Damon Mureau, a pleasure to meet you.’ He says, chuckling a bit. “Care to dance?”
(if you wanna change anything, go ahead! I did this on the spot :>)
*sure! My current characters are at an event, the Yuletide Masquerade, but one of your characters could be there or I could make a new character depending on the circumstance, I have some ideas.*
*Ah it doesn’t matter to do, unless you want to deal with Damian, yes the Damian from Bloody Barnacle, then you could come up with something on the fly, I’ve got lots of characters.*
*oooooooo that's her type for sure*
"Paia Andrash" she curtseys. "It'd be my pleasure"
*the DC of the perception roll is 17 now, roll*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*i can only be on till 8 west coast time*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*hmm… are any of them in current life-threatening danger? Preferably right after a fight, but during one is fine. :>*
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he grabs her hand and leads her onto the dance floor, smiling. Based on how comfortable he is on the surface of the pool, he’s clearly done this before.
*ah, so you’ll have to go around now?*
*Ello.*
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
*heyo*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*(Huggles)*
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
*(Hugs back)*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.