*Oh no, my weakness, kindness and love. I’m doing okay, how bout you? (Huggles)*
*Thinking about getting some Bistro Huddy merch, something like a T-Shirt or a Cap.*
*Maybe you should, do whatever you like, live without regretting your joys and all that.*
*I suppose but sometimes I got to be careful with money.*
*Whatever you think is best Wendi. I barely have any money myself.*
*Do you need money?*
*Please don’t offer me money. I’m okay, I’m doing good, keep all the money you have. I don’t need a go fund me or anything.*
*I know, I kinda jumped the gun on that one to be honest. I do like people not being able to have money or resources they need so my first instinct is to try and offer what I have to help.z
*Oh no, my weakness, kindness and love. I’m doing okay, how bout you? (Huggles)*
*Thinking about getting some Bistro Huddy merch, something like a T-Shirt or a Cap.*
*Maybe you should, do whatever you like, live without regretting your joys and all that.*
*I suppose but sometimes I got to be careful with money.*
*Whatever you think is best Wendi. I barely have any money myself.*
*Do you need money?*
*Please don’t offer me money. I’m okay, I’m doing good, keep all the money you have. I don’t need a go fund me or anything.*
*I know, I kinda jumped the gun on that one to be honest. I do like people not being able to have money or resources they need so my first instinct is to try and offer what I have to help.z
*Yeah, I’m fine, the fact that you offered means a lot to me though. Wanna rp or something?*
*Oh no, my weakness, kindness and love. I’m doing okay, how bout you? (Huggles)*
*Thinking about getting some Bistro Huddy merch, something like a T-Shirt or a Cap.*
*Maybe you should, do whatever you like, live without regretting your joys and all that.*
*I suppose but sometimes I got to be careful with money.*
*Whatever you think is best Wendi. I barely have any money myself.*
*Do you need money?*
*Please don’t offer me money. I’m okay, I’m doing good, keep all the money you have. I don’t need a go fund me or anything.*
*I know, I kinda jumped the gun on that one to be honest. I do like people not being able to have money or resources they need so my first instinct is to try and offer what I have to help.z
*Yeah, I’m fine, the fact that you offered means a lot to me though. Wanna rp or something?*
*Oh no, my weakness, kindness and love. I’m doing okay, how bout you? (Huggles)*
*Thinking about getting some Bistro Huddy merch, something like a T-Shirt or a Cap.*
*Maybe you should, do whatever you like, live without regretting your joys and all that.*
*I suppose but sometimes I got to be careful with money.*
*Whatever you think is best Wendi. I barely have any money myself.*
*Do you need money?*
*Please don’t offer me money. I’m okay, I’m doing good, keep all the money you have. I don’t need a go fund me or anything.*
*I know, I kinda jumped the gun on that one to be honest. I do like people not being able to have money or resources they need so my first instinct is to try and offer what I have to help.z
*Yeah, I’m fine, the fact that you offered means a lot to me though. Wanna rp or something?*
*Oh no, my weakness, kindness and love. I’m doing okay, how bout you? (Huggles)*
*Thinking about getting some Bistro Huddy merch, something like a T-Shirt or a Cap.*
*Maybe you should, do whatever you like, live without regretting your joys and all that.*
*I suppose but sometimes I got to be careful with money.*
*Whatever you think is best Wendi. I barely have any money myself.*
*Do you need money?*
*Please don’t offer me money. I’m okay, I’m doing good, keep all the money you have. I don’t need a go fund me or anything.*
*I know, I kinda jumped the gun on that one to be honest. I do like people not being able to have money or resources they need so my first instinct is to try and offer what I have to help.z
*Yeah, I’m fine, the fact that you offered means a lot to me though. Wanna rp or something?*
*Sure!*
*Who do you want? If anyone specific at all.*
*Uhhh (looks over at the spinner wheel) Rag, Grimes, and Sparrow.*
Grimes is lying on top of the Tavern roof, looking up at the sky, his hat resting on his chest and his sniper sitting next to him.
Rag is hitting the punching bag, thunderous blows landing against it with the force of the heaviest blades someone could wield.
Sparrow is sitting on his bed, shirtless, having woken up in a cold sweat, and is just taking a moment to think before he takes a shower.
The Herald appears behind him, his mask off for once. He looks like a normal man, all things considered, but with a few minuted details. Completely black eyes, white hair, and slightly rotted skin.
Samaritan walks over to him, holding the bag steady from behind while avoiding the hits.
Stroth watches him from his study, an eyebrow raised in concern.
Grimes is lying on top of the Tavern roof, looking up at the sky, his hat resting on his chest and his sniper sitting next to him.
Rag is hitting the punching bag, thunderous blows landing against it with the force of the heaviest blades someone could wield.
Sparrow is sitting on his bed, shirtless, having woken up in a cold sweat, and is just taking a moment to think before he takes a shower.
The Herald appears behind him, his mask off for once. He looks like a normal man, all things considered, but with a few minuted details. Completely black eyes, white hair, and slightly rotted skin.
Samaritan walks over to him, holding the bag steady from behind while avoiding the hits.
Stroth watches him from his study, an eyebrow raised in concern.
Grimes looks over to them, and for a moment without the mask, doesn’t recognize them, but the look of concern becomes a soft smile as they understand who it is, “Howdy, love.”
He looks to them, giving a broad smile as he continues to throw blows, making sure not to hit them “Ah, Samaritan. We haven’t gotten to talk in a bit, I hear you’re getting married!”
He sighs, looking up at them as he begins to wipe himself off, “I’m okay, I’m okay.”
*Maybe you should, do whatever you like, live without regretting your joys and all that.*
*I suppose but sometimes I got to be careful with money.*
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
*Whatever you think is best Wendi. I barely have any money myself.*
*Do you need money?*
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
*Please don’t offer me money. I’m okay, I’m doing good, keep all the money you have. I don’t need a go fund me or anything.*
*I know, I kinda jumped the gun on that one to be honest. I do like people not being able to have money or resources they need so my first instinct is to try and offer what I have to help.z
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
*Yeah, I’m fine, the fact that you offered means a lot to me though. Wanna rp or something?*
*Sure!*
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
*Who do you want? If anyone specific at all.*
*Uhhh (looks over at the spinner wheel) Rag, Grimes, and Sparrow.*
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
*Cut for Wendi. Here you go.*
Grimes is lying on top of the Tavern roof, looking up at the sky, his hat resting on his chest and his sniper sitting next to him.
Rag is hitting the punching bag, thunderous blows landing against it with the force of the heaviest blades someone could wield.
Sparrow is sitting on his bed, shirtless, having woken up in a cold sweat, and is just taking a moment to think before he takes a shower.
The Herald appears behind him, his mask off for once. He looks like a normal man, all things considered, but with a few minuted details. Completely black eyes, white hair, and slightly rotted skin.
Samaritan walks over to him, holding the bag steady from behind while avoiding the hits.
Stroth watches him from his study, an eyebrow raised in concern.
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
*Bionicle has devastated my psyche*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Grimes looks over to them, and for a moment without the mask, doesn’t recognize them, but the look of concern becomes a soft smile as they understand who it is, “Howdy, love.”
He looks to them, giving a broad smile as he continues to throw blows, making sure not to hit them “Ah, Samaritan. We haven’t gotten to talk in a bit, I hear you’re getting married!”
He sighs, looking up at them as he begins to wipe himself off, “I’m okay, I’m okay.”
*Its destroyed all of ours. Wanna rp?*
*certainly. let me find the old one rq*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Take all of the time that you need.*
"What'll you use that for?"
"Pfffft. I don't have a house. I have to stay in a certain radius of my fiance. Which is no problem at all. Now he can't even get rid of me!"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*boo*