"I'll make ya somethin', What's yer favorite food?"
"Potato soup..."
"Then I'll make ya some." She gets up, and begins to make them some potato soup.
He sits on his bedroll.
After a while she passes them a warm bowl of potato soup and a spoon "Here ya go."
"Thank you..." he takes it carefully, eating a small bite
It is made to perfection for them. Merabelle sits next to them while they eat.
He munches on the small bits of potatoes in there, finishing his bowl without complaint.
She takes the bowl back "Ya should take a rest. I promise I'll be right here the whole time."
"ok mom..." he mumbles sleepily laying down in his bedroll
She smiles at them, tucking them in and waiting for them to fall asleep, cleaning their bowl before sitting to them as they sleep, painting to pass the time.
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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'll make ya somethin', What's yer favorite food?"
"Potato soup..."
"Then I'll make ya some." She gets up, and begins to make them some potato soup.
He sits on his bedroll.
After a while she passes them a warm bowl of potato soup and a spoon "Here ya go."
"Thank you..." he takes it carefully, eating a small bite
It is made to perfection for them. Merabelle sits next to them while they eat.
He munches on the small bits of potatoes in there, finishing his bowl without complaint.
She takes the bowl back "Ya should take a rest. I promise I'll be right here the whole time."
"ok mom..." he mumbles sleepily laying down in his bedroll
She smiles at them, tucking them in and waiting for them to fall asleep, cleaning their bowl before sitting to them as they sleep, painting to pass the time.
He holds his plushie close, mumbling in his sleep
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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.
Thirteen is penning a new chapter, sitting in the library.
Mauric is removing a baby alkilith from the windowsill with a putty knife.
Loriche is making a birdhouse.
Riotan is reading the accumulated works of Oscar Wilde.
Eito is still lying facedown in the river.
Malafasa is covertly destroying the foundations of a house through a mix of precise hammer strikes, controlled wind, and accelerated natural phenomena induced by magic.
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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.
She smiles at them, tucking them in and waiting for them to fall asleep, cleaning their bowl before sitting to them as they sleep, painting to pass the time.
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.)
*I'm well, making characters*
*I am well, hunting good*
Well that can be a good thing. Center of Attention and all that. Druids' draw attention in their own way, though I guess.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He holds his plushie close, mumbling in his sleep
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*hiiiiiiii*
*can i get a description of oliver?*
"Well that explains that. You're young for being such a grand wizard. Some great teacher?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*GTG*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Sometimes it ain't good ta be the center o' attention, especially when yer a criminal an' ya got two sisters who used ta be infamous demons."
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.)
She continues to comfort them while they sleep, rubbing their head with a hand.
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.)
*13 year old high elf child. He's a wizard. Uhm...have to deep dive for more characteristics*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
after a few hours he wakes up from a nightmare, sweat beading his forehead.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She is still sitting there, not having moved during the entire time. She pats their head "Do ya want a hug lil Oliver?"
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.)
"No, I'm ok."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She wipes the sweat off of his forehead "Do ya remember ya called me mom?"
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.)
*for everyone*
Thirteen is penning a new chapter, sitting in the library.
Mauric is removing a baby alkilith from the windowsill with a putty knife.
Loriche is making a birdhouse.
Riotan is reading the accumulated works of Oscar Wilde.
Eito is still lying facedown in the river.
Malafasa is covertly destroying the foundations of a house through a mix of precise hammer strikes, controlled wind, and accelerated natural phenomena induced by magic.
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.
*Okiiiii*
*Hmmmm, ok i got two cards in my hands, pick one >:D*
*Does anyone else want to roleplay for a little bit?*
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.)
*back everyone*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He nods, blinking sleepily
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.