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.
Nick sneaks up behind him, resting his chin on their shoulder
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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.
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
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.
Nick sneaks up behind him, resting his chin on their shoulder
Mauric nearly drops the implement out of surprise before quickly realizing who it is. “Hi!”
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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.
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.
*Description?*
Raphael, in the form of a robin, flutters over
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
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.
Nick sneaks up behind him, resting his chin on their shoulder
Mauric nearly drops the implement out of surprise before quickly realizing who it is. “Hi!”
"Heya honey." he says, kissing their cheek
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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.
Nick sneaks up behind him, resting his chin on their shoulder
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I choose the right one!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(hi theren)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"Why did ya call me that? Do ya want me to adopt ya?"
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.)
*ooo, oki*
Georgie walks up to oliver curiously, watching him make the snowman
"Mistake..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He bites his lip in concentration as he shapes the snow
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"It's okay, I'll care fer ya all the same."
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.)
He leans over his shoulder, "What are you making?"
He nods a bit
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Back. How are people*
Raphael is resting on a cloud in their Planetar form
Meroving is skipping rocks
Yossele is reading
Lysander is out for a walk
Lazarus is carving in the main room
Yacatl is going for a run
Throden-Ihtros is working as a Chef in the Lord's Rest Inn
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Oliver looks up. "Snowmen.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She pats their shoulder "Are ya feelin' better?"
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.)
Used to be? How does that work, travler?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Mauric nearly drops the implement out of surprise before quickly realizing who it is. “Hi!”
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.
*Description?*
Raphael, in the form of a robin, flutters over
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
he nods again
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Heya honey." he says, kissing their cheek
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Felix turned 'em back ta humans, I'm always thankful fer 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.)
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.)