She nods “You will.” She makes the fire bigger, until it’s roaring, she then takes one of the journals and tossing it inside “All my research on you, all I got from stalking you. In the fire.”
"W-what? I-i never said that you had to burn anything." he says
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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.
She nods “You will.” She makes the fire bigger, until it’s roaring, she then takes one of the journals and tossing it inside “All my research on you, all I got from stalking you. In the fire.”
"W-what? I-i never said that you had to burn anything." he says
She turns back to them, tilting her head “I thought you said stalking you was bad?”
She nods “You will.” She makes the fire bigger, until it’s roaring, she then takes one of the journals and tossing it inside “All my research on you, all I got from stalking you. In the fire.”
"W-what? I-i never said that you had to burn anything." he says
She turns back to them, tilting her head “I thought you said stalking you was bad?”
"I-it is but that doesnt mean you have to burn everything."
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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.
She nods “You will.” She makes the fire bigger, until it’s roaring, she then takes one of the journals and tossing it inside “All my research on you, all I got from stalking you. In the fire.”
"W-what? I-i never said that you had to burn anything." he says
She turns back to them, tilting her head “I thought you said stalking you was bad?”
"I-it is but that doesnt mean you have to burn everything."
“But this is what I got from stalking you, I’m burning it for you.” She tosses another journal in the fire.
She nods “You will.” She makes the fire bigger, until it’s roaring, she then takes one of the journals and tossing it inside “All my research on you, all I got from stalking you. In the fire.”
"W-what? I-i never said that you had to burn anything." he says
She turns back to them, tilting her head “I thought you said stalking you was bad?”
"I-it is but that doesnt mean you have to burn everything."
“But this is what I got from stalking you, I’m burning it for you.” She tosses another journal in the fire.
He tries to get up to stop her
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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.
She nods “You will.” She makes the fire bigger, until it’s roaring, she then takes one of the journals and tossing it inside “All my research on you, all I got from stalking you. In the fire.”
"W-what? I-i never said that you had to burn anything." he says
She turns back to them, tilting her head “I thought you said stalking you was bad?”
"I-it is but that doesnt mean you have to burn everything."
“But this is what I got from stalking you, I’m burning it for you.” She tosses another journal in the fire.
He tries to get up to stop her
He would notice that underneath the blanket, he is loosely handcuffed as Ana continues to throw her past into the fire.
She nods “You will.” She makes the fire bigger, until it’s roaring, she then takes one of the journals and tossing it inside “All my research on you, all I got from stalking you. In the fire.”
"W-what? I-i never said that you had to burn anything." he says
She turns back to them, tilting her head “I thought you said stalking you was bad?”
"I-it is but that doesnt mean you have to burn everything."
“But this is what I got from stalking you, I’m burning it for you.” She tosses another journal in the fire.
He tries to get up to stop her
He would notice that underneath the blanket, he is loosely handcuffed as Ana continues to throw her past into the fire.
Leo lights his hands on fire, starting to melt the cuffs
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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.
She nods “You will.” She makes the fire bigger, until it’s roaring, she then takes one of the journals and tossing it inside “All my research on you, all I got from stalking you. In the fire.”
"W-what? I-i never said that you had to burn anything." he says
She turns back to them, tilting her head “I thought you said stalking you was bad?”
"I-it is but that doesnt mean you have to burn everything."
“But this is what I got from stalking you, I’m burning it for you.” She tosses another journal in the fire.
He tries to get up to stop her
He would notice that underneath the blanket, he is loosely handcuffed as Ana continues to throw her past into the fire.
Leo lights his hands on fire, starting to melt the cuffs
Ana doesn’t notice the new sounds of fire, the handcuffs easily melting.
She nods “You will.” She makes the fire bigger, until it’s roaring, she then takes one of the journals and tossing it inside “All my research on you, all I got from stalking you. In the fire.”
"W-what? I-i never said that you had to burn anything." he says
She turns back to them, tilting her head “I thought you said stalking you was bad?”
"I-it is but that doesnt mean you have to burn everything."
“But this is what I got from stalking you, I’m burning it for you.” She tosses another journal in the fire.
He tries to get up to stop her
He would notice that underneath the blanket, he is loosely handcuffed as Ana continues to throw her past into the fire.
Leo lights his hands on fire, starting to melt the cuffs
Ana doesn’t notice the new sounds of fire, the handcuffs easily melting.
Leo puts out his hands, tackling her to save the remaining journals
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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.
She nods “You will.” She makes the fire bigger, until it’s roaring, she then takes one of the journals and tossing it inside “All my research on you, all I got from stalking you. In the fire.”
"W-what? I-i never said that you had to burn anything." he says
She turns back to them, tilting her head “I thought you said stalking you was bad?”
"I-it is but that doesnt mean you have to burn everything."
“But this is what I got from stalking you, I’m burning it for you.” She tosses another journal in the fire.
He tries to get up to stop her
He would notice that underneath the blanket, he is loosely handcuffed as Ana continues to throw her past into the fire.
Leo lights his hands on fire, starting to melt the cuffs
Ana doesn’t notice the new sounds of fire, the handcuffs easily melting.
Leo puts out his hands, tackling her to save the remaining journals
She, out of instinct attempts to stand her ground, but she isn’t particularly strong, gasping in confusion. Athletics:15
"W-what? I-i never said that you had to burn anything." he says
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She turns back to them, tilting her head “I thought you said stalking you was bad?”
(does anyone want to rp?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Oh, my weary soul
We've met your kind before
Set fire to us all
And oh sweet Providence
Come save us from ourselves
From Hell and consequence
"I-it is but that doesnt mean you have to burn everything."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“But this is what I got from stalking you, I’m burning it for you.” She tosses another journal in the fire.
*If you want to, sure.*
He tries to get up to stop her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He would notice that underneath the blanket, he is loosely handcuffed as Ana continues to throw her past into the fire.
Leo lights his hands on fire, starting to melt the cuffs
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ana doesn’t notice the new sounds of fire, the handcuffs easily melting.
Leo puts out his hands, tackling her to save the remaining journals
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She, out of instinct attempts to stand her ground, but she isn’t particularly strong, gasping in confusion. Athletics:15
(hello?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Oh, my weary soul
We've met your kind before
Set fire to us all
And oh sweet Providence
Come save us from ourselves
From Hell and consequence
STR: 21
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I don’t know what happens here, good job matching the roll though.*
*Replied earlier,*
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
*Id say he just tackles her?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(how are you doing)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Oh, my weary soul
We've met your kind before
Set fire to us all
And oh sweet Providence
Come save us from ourselves
From Hell and consequence
*Very eepy but thats mostly cause I just woke up.*
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