He nods, walking outside, clinging his staff close to his chest.
(Good place to end? Want anyone else?)
“Waffles you will have.” He begins making them some.
He follows, setting up a protection circle. "Spells cast in this circle cannot leave it. Now, summon a cauldron." he does this as he asks Evan to do the same
*good end, gimme Ambrosia/Duchess, we gotta finish the vacation so I can start my plot to bring Damian back.*
"Thank you, my love." he says, sitting down and watchig them cook."
He looks at them confused, before attempting to do so, all that happens is fire blasts from their staff, beginning to form a cauldron before sputtering out.
(Here) Ambrosia is walking around the manor with a length of rope. She’s dressed in a robe of velvet red, looking around.
After a while, he puts down some finished waffles, sitting down next to them “Anything for you.”
He nods, walking outside, clinging his staff close to his chest.
(Good place to end? Want anyone else?)
“Waffles you will have.” He begins making them some.
He follows, setting up a protection circle. "Spells cast in this circle cannot leave it. Now, summon a cauldron." he does this as he asks Evan to do the same
*good end, gimme Ambrosia/Duchess, we gotta finish the vacation so I can start my plot to bring Damian back.*
"Thank you, my love." he says, sitting down and watchig them cook."
He looks at them confused, before attempting to do so, all that happens is fire blasts from their staff, beginning to form a cauldron before sputtering out.
(Here) Ambrosia is walking around the manor with a length of rope. She’s dressed in a robe of velvet red, looking around.
After a while, he puts down some finished waffles, sitting down next to them “Anything for you.”
"Okay... can you do a simpler conjuration? Like a brick?"
Xavier is in the library, reading books written by his God.
He hugs and kisses them, smilig before eating. "You spoil me."
He waves the staff, and a brick drops from in front of him, though it’s entirely made of fire.
She walks into the library, her blood red eyes seeing them, the rope swinging as she spins it lazily in her head “Hello there, dear.”
He kisses them back, “Least I could do for my love and my kush supplier.” He says with a chuckle.
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
He nods, walking outside, clinging his staff close to his chest.
(Good place to end? Want anyone else?)
“Waffles you will have.” He begins making them some.
He follows, setting up a protection circle. "Spells cast in this circle cannot leave it. Now, summon a cauldron." he does this as he asks Evan to do the same
*good end, gimme Ambrosia/Duchess, we gotta finish the vacation so I can start my plot to bring Damian back.*
"Thank you, my love." he says, sitting down and watchig them cook."
He looks at them confused, before attempting to do so, all that happens is fire blasts from their staff, beginning to form a cauldron before sputtering out.
(Here) Ambrosia is walking around the manor with a length of rope. She’s dressed in a robe of velvet red, looking around.
After a while, he puts down some finished waffles, sitting down next to them “Anything for you.”
"Okay... can you do a simpler conjuration? Like a brick?"
Xavier is in the library, reading books written by his God.
He hugs and kisses them, smilig before eating. "You spoil me."
He waves the staff, and a brick drops from in front of him, though it’s entirely made of fire.
She walks into the library, her blood red eyes seeing them, the rope swinging as she spins it lazily in her head “Hello there, dear.”
He kisses them back, “Least I could do for my love and my kush supplier.” He says with a chuckle.
"Do you... only do fire magic?"
"Hello!" he says, kicking his hinds
"I truly don't deserve it." he says, chuckling.
He looks at his staff, and to his trembling hands “M-maybe… I don’t know.”
She puts down the rope on a nearby table “What are you reading?”
“Maybe you can get me a… gift to pay me back later.” He hugs them, “I’m going to get something to drink. Maybe go for a swim.”
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
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
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
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
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
He looks at them confused, before attempting to do so, all that happens is fire blasts from their staff, beginning to form a cauldron before sputtering out.
(Here) Ambrosia is walking around the manor with a length of rope. She’s dressed in a robe of velvet red, looking around.
After a while, he puts down some finished waffles, sitting down next to them “Anything for you.”
*I am getting ready.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Take all of the time you need.*
He waves the staff, and a brick drops from in front of him, though it’s entirely made of fire.
She walks into the library, her blood red eyes seeing them, the rope swinging as she spins it lazily in her head “Hello there, dear.”
He kisses them back, “Least I could do for my love and my kush supplier.” He says with a chuckle.
(anyone want to rp)
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
He looks at his staff, and to his trembling hands “M-maybe… I don’t know.”
She puts down the rope on a nearby table “What are you reading?”
“Maybe you can get me a… gift to pay me back later.” He hugs them, “I’m going to get something to drink. Maybe go for a swim.”
(is anyone on?)
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
*I sorta am, kinda.*
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.)
(yo)
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
*Wassup?*
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.)
(not much. you?)
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
*Nothing at all, got some homework.*
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.)
(rip)
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
*weeeeeeee*
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
*It is what it is.*
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.)
*Hey Wendi, wassup?*
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.)
(hello my friend)
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
*weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.