*Eating a BBQ chicken quesadilla and sipping on a frozen chai latte at my local community college while I wait for my sister to finish her driving classes.*
*Eating a BBQ chicken quesadilla and sipping on a frozen chai latte at my local community college while I wait for my sister to finish her driving classes.*
*let me out of the trunk*
*Hey now, trunks don't speak.*
*Please, there's a mirror, and i'm scared of gay people!*
*Imagine a version of some kind of Sailor Moon-esque anime where instead of the magical girl transformation being all elaborate and cheery and bright and stuff, it would just be the sounds of bones and flesh rending and the screams of the damned, and then the transformation’s done and everything goes back to normal*
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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.
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
*Imagine a version of some kind of Sailor Moon-esque anime where instead of the magical girl transformation being all elaborate and cheery and bright and stuff, it would just be the sounds of bones and flesh rending and the screams of the damned, and then the transformation’s done and everything goes back to normal*
*Sailor moon with a dash of Jojo*
*more like Baki*
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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.
*Imagine a version of some kind of Sailor Moon-esque anime where instead of the magical girl transformation being all elaborate and cheery and bright and stuff, it would just be the sounds of bones and flesh rending and the screams of the damned, and then the transformation’s done and everything goes back to normal*
*Sailor moon with a dash of Jojo*
*more like Baki*
*Baki... orrr like berserk-ish*
*I wouldn’t know, I haven’t read Berserk*
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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.
*Imagine a version of some kind of Sailor Moon-esque anime where instead of the magical girl transformation being all elaborate and cheery and bright and stuff, it would just be the sounds of bones and flesh rending and the screams of the damned, and then the transformation’s done and everything goes back to normal*
*Sailor moon with a dash of Jojo*
*more like Baki*
*Baki... orrr like berserk-ish*
*I wouldn’t know, I haven’t read Berserk*
*It's good.*
*isn’t it like chainsaw man levels of traumatic though*
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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.
*So I've decided that my Hannibal/Slowic monster chef is literally Tobias "Toby" Ragg from an AU of Sweeney Todd, since the original story is in the public domain. And also the biological son of Todd and Lovett, who got married in this AU.*
*Just like in the original story, The String of Pearls: A Domestic Romance; or A Sailor's Gift, Toby was sent to the mental hospital, escaped, and was the main hand in Sweeney's death after Lovett was poisoned by the barber. Taking a little bit from the musical, Toby was the one who directly killed the man.*
*And I plan on using the setting I and some buddies (including Carso and Arch) have been working on, which is like steampunk dark fantasy Venice where it always rains and the church controls everything.*
*Hey now, trunks don't speak.*
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
*But you are gay people.*
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
*Imagine a version of some kind of Sailor Moon-esque anime where instead of the magical girl transformation being all elaborate and cheery and bright and stuff, it would just be the sounds of bones and flesh rending and the screams of the damned, and then the transformation’s done and everything goes back to normal*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(hi)
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
*more like Baki*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I wouldn’t know, I haven’t read Berserk*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*isn’t it like chainsaw man levels of traumatic though*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*So I've decided that my Hannibal/Slowic monster chef is literally Tobias "Toby" Ragg from an AU of Sweeney Todd, since the original story is in the public domain. And also the biological son of Todd and Lovett, who got married in this AU.*
*Just like in the original story, The String of Pearls: A Domestic Romance; or A Sailor's Gift, Toby was sent to the mental hospital, escaped, and was the main hand in Sweeney's death after Lovett was poisoned by the barber. Taking a little bit from the musical, Toby was the one who directly killed the man.*
*And I plan on using the setting I and some buddies (including Carso and Arch) have been working on, which is like steampunk dark fantasy Venice where it always rains and the church controls everything.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Thirteen is playing backgammon with Caramel.
Mauric, now in Saphuno’s position, is serving and preparing with ease.
Loriche is making Battle Cat-esque armor for Clover.
Riotan is wherever he wishes to be.
Malafasa is in her nest, fixing her hammer’s handle.
Yod is re-stringing his bow.
Eito is in the library, poring over old literature.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“It’s just Mauric. Good to see you.” He smiles.
Yod looks up at him and waves.
They take it and begin reading.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Yo anyone wanna RP?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*I do hope I’m not alone now that I’m finally here, if I am alone, I suppose I’ll simply wait for others. Does anyone want to rp?*