Thorne is at the tavern, working on a case file. Multiple books about the layout of the land sit around him on an old desk, a few open to a specific page. He appears to be making a rough sketch of a map that resembles the one for the tavern grounds.
Sable is lying on the floor of the main room, staring up at the ceiling. He looks... weak, with barely any skin, flesh, or fat on his bones and he smells like he rotting even though he can never die.
Yuri is draining a woman dry, devouring her life essence and burying her where no one would find her. She hums to herself all the while, a smile of sated hunger on her face/
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Thorne is at the tavern, working on a case file. Multiple books about the layout of the land sit around him on an old desk, a few open to a specific page. He appears to be making a rough sketch of a map that resembles the one for the tavern grounds.
Sable is lying on the floor of the main room, staring up at the ceiling. He looks... weak, with barely any skin, flesh, or fat on his bones and he smells like he rotting even though he can never die.
Yuri is draining a woman dry, devouring her life essence and burying her where no one would find her. She hums to herself all the while, a smile of sated hunger on her face/
Leo walks by, happily humming to himself.
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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.
Thorne is at the tavern, working on a case file. Multiple books about the layout of the land sit around him on an old desk, a few open to a specific page. He appears to be making a rough sketch of a map that resembles the one for the tavern grounds.
Sable is lying on the floor of the main room, staring up at the ceiling. He looks... weak, with barely any skin, flesh, or fat on his bones and he smells like he rotting even though he can never die.
Yuri is draining a woman dry, devouring her life essence and burying her where no one would find her. She hums to herself all the while, a smile of sated hunger on her face/
Leo walks by, happily humming to himself.
She whips around, looking half psychotic with blood bathing her, but smiles brightly and waves.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
He nods, laying back down as hiding his face in the pillow, still giggiling
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She walks back over to them when the food is finished, putting it down next to them, some bread and pasta.
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.)
Leo takes his plate and gives her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thank you love."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Thorne is at the tavern, working on a case file. Multiple books about the layout of the land sit around him on an old desk, a few open to a specific page. He appears to be making a rough sketch of a map that resembles the one for the tavern grounds.
Sable is lying on the floor of the main room, staring up at the ceiling. He looks... weak, with barely any skin, flesh, or fat on his bones and he smells like he rotting even though he can never die.
Yuri is draining a woman dry, devouring her life essence and burying her where no one would find her. She hums to herself all the while, a smile of sated hunger on her face/
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Of course, dear." She says, making something small for herself, eating it quickly.
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.)
*If you wanna continue.*
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.)
Leo walks by, happily humming to himself.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*My parents want me to look at banks because I have no proof of residence and I need that in order to get a driver's license.*
*Funnily enough, a government ID does not count.*
*I have only the vaguest idea of what I'm looking at. Yeah, that's... a thing. I guess that's good. No? It isn't? Oh... okay...*
*I guess I must have needed an ego check or something.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He twirls some pasta on his fork and holds it out to her. "Say ahhh!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Would anyone like to rp....?*
*Gotta go eat some lunch, be back in a bit*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sure!*
"Being bored." She laughs and nuzzles him.
He smiles softly and nods "I would like that.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She whips around, looking half psychotic with blood bathing her, but smiles brightly and waves.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She smiles softly before opening her mouth, looking at them happily "Ahhh."
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 holds onto her tightly "Can I help with that?" He asks curiously.
"Tell me, do you like board games? I could get you something like that and bring them here for us to play together." He stands up.
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.)
"But of course!" She chirps and picks him up.
"I like chess." He shrugs "I'm not good at everything else."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He is happily picked up, leaning against her, smiling as bright as the sun.
"Maybe I could teach you some other games I've learned on my travels. Well, see you then Sable." He begins to walk away.
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.)
She nuzzles him again and walks back to the tavern, humming happily.
[Good place to end?]
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(hi wendo)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
*I am having a [gp]ing mental breakdown. but heres my characters i guess*
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, just staring at the sky
Uriel is performing his daily sermon