Harlow is outside, eating breakfast which consists of applesauce, plain noodles, and ground beef. He appears to be reading a book of the history of the tavern and it's surrounding area, taking notes in a book beside him.
Yuri is outside, chatting with Donn while the two sharpening their spear and pitchfork. A bottle of fey wine is passed back and forth between their glasses that sit on the ground. Yuri is talking about Oswald, gushing about him in fact, while Donn talks of his children.
James is with Masuki, though Masuki looks like she has been dragged along by force rather than willingly going with him. The two appear to be shopping downtown, though Masuki is hidden by her armor.
Mauric is on the roof, putting covers over his precious plants.
Thirteen is nearby, drawing celestial ritual circles with a sylvan bent.
Malafasa is a couple hundred feet above, watching them with a mix of concern and paranoia.
Harlow looks up from his books at the first sign of noise, eyes turning to Mauric.
Yuri and Donn seem to read the words perfectly, both saying it at the same time.
James turns his head, looking up at them, grinning as their eyes meet.
*My characters are almost always either twinks or bears, and I'm just going to lean into the latter this time.*
*The only problem is that I don't have a good idea of how to introduce him. He's a very weak god, more of a kami/spirit than an actual deity, and he's been effectively hibernating (ha, cause bear) for the past couple decades*
*My characters are almost always either twinks or bears, and I'm just going to lean into the latter this time.*
*The only problem is that I don't have a good idea of how to introduce him. He's a very weak god, more of a kami/spirit than an actual deity, and he's been effectively hibernating (ha, cause bear) for the past couple decades*
*Oh hello Wendi, I’ve missed you dearly, what do you think of the idea I’ve written? I just want to know, cause I’m a curious guy.*
*Personally, I like it but I leaves some questions but I feel like that is normal as it is not fully drawn out yet.*
*I hope I can answer some of those, but I probably can’t, I really need to iron this out before making more ideas. Sorry for being a dummy.*
*No no, I like your idea. I want to see this happen as it is cool.*
*Eto bluh, I’ll try to be better next time, I’ve got an idea for wrath, but then again, idk. Wanna rp?+
*Sure!*
*Would you like anyone specific?*
*Uhh I suppose Tengen and Sparrow *
*Of course, the usual.*
Tengen is sitting in the forest, having an episode, remembering all of the people that he’s killed, their screams, their pain, all that blood.
Sparrow is cleaning the horses in the stables, whistling to himself as he does so, wearing a t shirt and pants as not to get his other stuff dirty, sweating.
*Oh hello Wendi, I’ve missed you dearly, what do you think of the idea I’ve written? I just want to know, cause I’m a curious guy.*
*Personally, I like it but I leaves some questions but I feel like that is normal as it is not fully drawn out yet.*
*I hope I can answer some of those, but I probably can’t, I really need to iron this out before making more ideas. Sorry for being a dummy.*
*No no, I like your idea. I want to see this happen as it is cool.*
*Eto bluh, I’ll try to be better next time, I’ve got an idea for wrath, but then again, idk. Wanna rp?+
*Sure!*
*Would you like anyone specific?*
*Uhh I suppose Tengen and Sparrow *
*Of course, the usual.*
Tengen is sitting in the forest, having an episode, remembering all of the people that he’s killed, their screams, their pain, all that blood.
Sparrow is cleaning the horses in the stables, whistling to himself as he does so, wearing a t shirt and pants as not to get his other stuff dirty, sweating.
James appears behind him, humming to himself as he spins his cane.
Stroth is watching him, crawling around on the ceiling.
*Oh hello Wendi, I’ve missed you dearly, what do you think of the idea I’ve written? I just want to know, cause I’m a curious guy.*
*Personally, I like it but I leaves some questions but I feel like that is normal as it is not fully drawn out yet.*
*I hope I can answer some of those, but I probably can’t, I really need to iron this out before making more ideas. Sorry for being a dummy.*
*No no, I like your idea. I want to see this happen as it is cool.*
*Eto bluh, I’ll try to be better next time, I’ve got an idea for wrath, but then again, idk. Wanna rp?+
*Sure!*
*Would you like anyone specific?*
*Uhh I suppose Tengen and Sparrow *
*Of course, the usual.*
Tengen is sitting in the forest, having an episode, remembering all of the people that he’s killed, their screams, their pain, all that blood.
Sparrow is cleaning the horses in the stables, whistling to himself as he does so, wearing a t shirt and pants as not to get his other stuff dirty, sweating.
James appears behind him, humming to himself as he spins his cane.
Stroth is watching him, crawling around on the ceiling.
His hands are covered in blood as he mutters to himself his nails sticking into his head just a bit.
He doesn’t look up, but smiles “Ya know ya can come down ta yer husband.”
Harlow is outside, eating breakfast which consists of applesauce, plain noodles, and ground beef. He appears to be reading a book of the history of the tavern and it's surrounding area, taking notes in a book beside him.
Yuri is outside, chatting with Donn while the two sharpening their spear and pitchfork. A bottle of fey wine is passed back and forth between their glasses that sit on the ground. Yuri is talking about Oswald, gushing about him in fact, while Donn talks of his children.
James is with Masuki, though Masuki looks like she has been dragged along by force rather than willingly going with him. The two appear to be shopping downtown, though Masuki is hidden by her armor.
Mauric is on the roof, putting covers over his precious plants.
Thirteen is nearby, drawing celestial ritual circles with a sylvan bent.
Malafasa is a couple hundred feet above, watching them with a mix of concern and paranoia.
Harlow looks up from his books at the first sign of noise, eyes turning to Mauric.
Yuri and Donn seem to read the words perfectly, both saying it at the same time.
James turns his head, looking up at them, grinning as their eyes meet.
“Hi!” Mauric looks down and smiles at him.
The sigils recite an ancient elven dirge that commemorates Angharradh.
She scowls and dives, landing in front of the two of them.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Oh hello Wendi, I’ve missed you dearly, what do you think of the idea I’ve written? I just want to know, cause I’m a curious guy.*
*Personally, I like it but I leaves some questions but I feel like that is normal as it is not fully drawn out yet.*
*I hope I can answer some of those, but I probably can’t, I really need to iron this out before making more ideas. Sorry for being a dummy.*
*No no, I like your idea. I want to see this happen as it is cool.*
*Eto bluh, I’ll try to be better next time, I’ve got an idea for wrath, but then again, idk. Wanna rp?+
*Sure!*
*Would you like anyone specific?*
*Uhh I suppose Tengen and Sparrow *
*Of course, the usual.*
Tengen is sitting in the forest, having an episode, remembering all of the people that he’s killed, their screams, their pain, all that blood.
Sparrow is cleaning the horses in the stables, whistling to himself as he does so, wearing a t shirt and pants as not to get his other stuff dirty, sweating.
James appears behind him, humming to himself as he spins his cane.
Stroth is watching him, crawling around on the ceiling.
His hands are covered in blood as he mutters to himself his nails sticking into his head just a bit.
He doesn’t look up, but smiles “Ya know ya can come down ta yer husband.”
Harlow is outside, eating breakfast which consists of applesauce, plain noodles, and ground beef. He appears to be reading a book of the history of the tavern and it's surrounding area, taking notes in a book beside him.
Yuri is outside, chatting with Donn while the two sharpening their spear and pitchfork. A bottle of fey wine is passed back and forth between their glasses that sit on the ground. Yuri is talking about Oswald, gushing about him in fact, while Donn talks of his children.
James is with Masuki, though Masuki looks like she has been dragged along by force rather than willingly going with him. The two appear to be shopping downtown, though Masuki is hidden by her armor.
Mauric is on the roof, putting covers over his precious plants.
Thirteen is nearby, drawing celestial ritual circles with a sylvan bent.
Malafasa is a couple hundred feet above, watching them with a mix of concern and paranoia.
Harlow looks up from his books at the first sign of noise, eyes turning to Mauric.
Yuri and Donn seem to read the words perfectly, both saying it at the same time.
James turns his head, looking up at them, grinning as their eyes meet.
“Hi!” Mauric looks down and smiles at him.
The sigils recite an ancient elven dirge that commemorates Angharradh.
She scowls and dives, landing in front of the two of them.
Harlow nods at him, tilting his head.
"What in the world are you doing Thirteen?" Donn asks.
Masuki jumps nearly out of her skin "Christ Malafasa!"
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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
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*:D*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Anybody want to roleplay while I’m here?*
*Personally, I like it but I leaves some questions but I feel like that is normal as it is not fully drawn out yet.*
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
*Time to kiss him.*
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
Harlow looks up from his books at the first sign of noise, eyes turning to Mauric.
Yuri and Donn seem to read the words perfectly, both saying it at the same time.
James turns his head, looking up at them, grinning as their eyes meet.
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 hope I can answer some of those, but I probably can’t, I really need to iron this out before making more ideas. Sorry for being a dummy.*
*No no, I like your idea. I want to see this happen as it is cool.*
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
*My characters are almost always either twinks or bears, and I'm just going to lean into the latter this time.*
*The only problem is that I don't have a good idea of how to introduce him. He's a very weak god, more of a kami/spirit than an actual deity, and he's been effectively hibernating (ha, cause bear) for the past couple decades*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Eto bluh, I’ll try to be better next time, I’ve got an idea for wrath, but then again, idk. Wanna rp?+
*What if he gets accidentally summoned?*
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
*Sure!*
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
*Would you like anyone specific?*
*Uhh I suppose Tengen and Sparrow *
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
*Of course, the usual.*
Tengen is sitting in the forest, having an episode, remembering all of the people that he’s killed, their screams, their pain, all that blood.
Sparrow is cleaning the horses in the stables, whistling to himself as he does so, wearing a t shirt and pants as not to get his other stuff dirty, sweating.
James appears behind him, humming to himself as he spins his cane.
Stroth is watching him, crawling around on the ceiling.
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
His hands are covered in blood as he mutters to himself his nails sticking into his head just a bit.
He doesn’t look up, but smiles “Ya know ya can come down ta yer husband.”
“Hi!” Mauric looks down and smiles at him.
The sigils recite an ancient elven dirge that commemorates Angharradh.
She scowls and dives, landing in front of the two of them.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
James pokes him in the back of the head, smiling.
"I know, but this fuuuuun!" She chirps.
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
*Cut for Wendi.*
He looks up to them, his eyes burning with rage “What?! Do?! You?! Want?!”
He chuckles, putting down his sponge and washing off Shadow “I know a lil bit ‘bout fun. How’re ya doin’ taday?”
Harlow nods at him, tilting his head.
"What in the world are you doing Thirteen?" Donn asks.
Masuki jumps nearly out of her skin "Christ Malafasa!"
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