Riotan has been violently eating the bars of his cell for the past 40 hours.
Mauric is trying to help Samaritan plan.
Thirteen is almost done with his manuscript.
Loriche is putting a bull figurehead on her shield.
Eito is contemplating.
Yod is making his own arrows.
Malafasa is flying recreationally.
Theren walks by quietly carrying a piece of cake with a candle in it.
*is it his birthday? because I know Thirteen would know it and he would have prepared appropriately*
*It is indeed. But Theren would've figured everyone was too busy to remember*
Thirteen turns to him. "I have something for you."
Theren turns, looking exhausted and sad. "Yeah?"
Thirteen stands and takes from his satchel an ornate maul, straining a bit to hold it up. It has patterns along the handle of numerous gods of storm. Indra, Thor, Boreas, Susanoo, and the like. "I know this will be useful for you, even if not for me. I acquired it many years ago. It's not made of any valuable materials, but that's not what's useful about it." He holds it out to Theren.
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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.
Thirteen stands and takes from his satchel an ornate maul, straining a bit to hold it up. It has patterns along the handle of numerous gods of storm. Indra, Thor, Boreas, Susanoo, and the like. "I know this will be useful for you, even if not for me. I acquired it many years ago. It's not made of any valuable materials, but that's not what's useful about it." He holds it out to Theren.
Theren takes it, tears forming in his eyes. "Thank you..."
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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.
Thirteen stands and takes from his satchel an ornate maul, straining a bit to hold it up. It has patterns along the handle of numerous gods of storm. Indra, Thor, Boreas, Susanoo, and the like. "I know this will be useful for you, even if not for me. I acquired it many years ago. It's not made of any valuable materials, but that's not what's useful about it." He holds it out to Theren.
Theren takes it, tears forming in his eyes. "Thank you..."
Thirteen hugs him. "Happy birthday, old friend."
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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, and does anyone else want to rp? It's cool if not, might go play Dragon Quest if I can find an English Version on the totally legal site I'm using.*
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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.'
Thirteen stands and takes from his satchel an ornate maul, straining a bit to hold it up. It has patterns along the handle of numerous gods of storm. Indra, Thor, Boreas, Susanoo, and the like. "I know this will be useful for you, even if not for me. I acquired it many years ago. It's not made of any valuable materials, but that's not what's useful about it." He holds it out to Theren.
Theren takes it, tears forming in his eyes. "Thank you..."
Thirteen hugs him. "Happy birthday, old friend."
Theren hugs him tightly. "thanks buddy..."
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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.
*Oh, and does anyone else want to rp? It's cool if not, might go play Dragon Quest if I can find an English Version on the totally legal site I'm using.*
*Which one? I can rustle up a ROM for you quickly.*
*And also I'd love to rp, I posted chars on the last page*
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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, and does anyone else want to rp? It's cool if not, might go play Dragon Quest if I can find an English Version on the totally legal site I'm using.*
*Which one? I can rustle up a ROM for you quickly.*
*And also I'd love to rp, I posted chars on the last page*
*Looking for Dragon Quest 5, but any Dragon Quest is fine with me.*
*I'll go look at it, and hope I don't get Temp banned, that's why I occasionally just vanish without a trace.*
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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.'
Thirteen stands and takes from his satchel an ornate maul, straining a bit to hold it up. It has patterns along the handle of numerous gods of storm. Indra, Thor, Boreas, Susanoo, and the like. "I know this will be useful for you, even if not for me. I acquired it many years ago. It's not made of any valuable materials, but that's not what's useful about it." He holds it out to Theren.
Theren takes it, tears forming in his eyes. "Thank you..."
Thirteen hugs him. "Happy birthday, old friend."
Theren hugs him tightly. "thanks buddy..."
"You deserve it. Just don't strike the ground while you're inside, or you might have a building collapse on you."
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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.
The place is rather clean, it seems Leo got up early to clean
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Thirteen turns to him. "I have something for you."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She only gets more tired by having nothing to do, vowing to get up earlier than Leo. She sits down next to the bed, watching over him.
Theren turns, looking exhausted and sad. "Yeah?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He sleepily clutches her hand
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Eito turns, smiling at him.
"Hey, does your weapon have a name?" He inquires.
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 also, can I have Theren, Merabelle needs to give him his birthday punches.*
She smiles, rubbing the side of his face “Sleep, darling. You deserve to rest.”
*yeah sure*
Leo mumbles in his sleep, curling up closer to her.
Theren is sitting alone in his room, staring at the candle burning in the slice of cake.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Thirteen stands and takes from his satchel an ornate maul, straining a bit to hold it up. It has patterns along the handle of numerous gods of storm. Indra, Thor, Boreas, Susanoo, and the like. "I know this will be useful for you, even if not for me. I acquired it many years ago. It's not made of any valuable materials, but that's not what's useful about it." He holds it out to Theren.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Theren takes it, tears forming in his eyes. "Thank you..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She joins him in the bed, holding tightly onto them, "Rest, dear."
The entire building shakes and Theren can hear muffled calls for him, clearly Merabelle's voice.
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.)
Thirteen hugs him. "Happy birthday, old friend."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Leo sleeps more soundly
Theren remains in his room, still staring at the candle
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Oh, and does anyone else want to rp? It's cool if not, might go play Dragon Quest if I can find an English Version on the totally legal site I'm using.*
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.)
Theren hugs him tightly. "thanks buddy..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She lets him sleep, staying right there the entire time.
Merabelle decides to go inside and knock on his door, "Open up 'er I'm takin' it off it's hinges Theren."
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.)
*Which one? I can rustle up a ROM for you quickly.*
*And also I'd love to rp, I posted chars on the last page*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Looking for Dragon Quest 5, but any Dragon Quest is fine with me.*
*I'll go look at it, and hope I don't get Temp banned, that's why I occasionally just vanish without a trace.*
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.)
"You deserve it. Just don't strike the ground while you're inside, or you might have a building collapse on you."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Hours later Leo is awake again.
The door creaks open, showing a darkened room. Theren looks at her through the crack in the door. "Yeah..?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.