"Hm." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out two small yellow packets with indiscernible labels. He rips one open and pours it into his milk. It smells like artificial banana flavoring and sugar. He shakes up his drink with one hand, offering the other packet to Drilin. "What's your favorite song?"
Drilin takes the packet and pours it into his drink. 'Hah, that's good stuff. I gotta say, I like some of those bands from the northern forests. Got a good beat for shouting and stomping. And always so bittersweet lyrics'
*Gosh, I forgot how fast you type*
"Kinda music that gets you amped up, huh?" He smiles faintly, a bit of light in his ruby eyes. "A good beat is a must for me, but I like it melodic. I get a lot of stress exorcising nightmare monsters, so I use music for... meditation isn't the right word. It's a ritual. A routine to keep me from blowing up when things get tough. You got anything like that?" He casually flips his bottle into the air and catches it when it falls back to his hand, then takes a sip.
*I want to make a Yakuza character, but not like a person who's in the Yakuza and more like a person from the game Yakuza, who happens to be part of the Yakuza.*
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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.'
*I want to make a Yakuza character, but not like a person who's in the Yakuza and more like a person from the game Yakuza, who happens to be part of the Yakuza.*
(what is Yakuza)
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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
Porter Sinclair walks out of a warehouse, apron splattered with blood and a sledgehammer on his shoulder. He walks to the tavern, sits down outside, and lights up a cigarette, leaving the sledgehammer on his lap. It has a rosary wrapped around the end of the handle and a cross stamped on either side of the head.
*I want to make a Yakuza character, but not like a person who's in the Yakuza and more like a person from the game Yakuza, who happens to be part of the Yakuza.*
(what is Yakuza)
*The illegal gang or the video game about being in the illegal gang?*
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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.'
*I want to make a Yakuza character, but not like a person who's in the Yakuza and more like a person from the game Yakuza, who happens to be part of the Yakuza.*
(what is Yakuza)
*The illegal gang or the video game about being in the illegal gang?*
(both)
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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
Porter Sinclair walks out of a warehouse, apron splattered with blood and a sledgehammer on his shoulder. He walks to the tavern, sits down outside, and lights up a cigarette, leaving the sledgehammer on his lap. It has a rosary wrapped around the end of the handle and a cross stamped on either side of the head.
Eithan is just outside of the tavern, he was mopping up a puddle of blood he has made himself without knowing, already cleaning up the glass that caused the blood. He hums an unknowable song to himself as he waves over to Porter with that friendly smile, his helmet sitting on a chair nearby.
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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.'
*I want to make a Yakuza character, but not like a person who's in the Yakuza and more like a person from the game Yakuza, who happens to be part of the Yakuza.*
(what is Yakuza)
*The illegal gang or the video game about being in the illegal gang?*
(both)
*One is basically the Asian Mafia, the other is a game based on life as a member of the Yakuza.*
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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.'
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 want to make a Yakuza character, but not like a person who's in the Yakuza and more like a person from the game Yakuza, who happens to be part of the Yakuza.*
(what is Yakuza)
*The illegal gang or the video game about being in the illegal gang?*
(both)
*One is basically the Asian Mafia, the other is a game based on life as a member of the Yakuza.*
(I didn't know about that. neat)
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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 want to make a Yakuza character, but not like a person who's in the Yakuza and more like a person from the game Yakuza, who happens to be part of the Yakuza.*
(what is Yakuza)
*The illegal gang or the video game about being in the illegal gang?*
(both)
*One is basically the Asian Mafia, the other is a game based on life as a member of the Yakuza.*
(I didn't know about that. neat)
*It is neat indeed, if you ignore all the crime. The games are really good though.*
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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.'
Misha is outside, standing before an old woman who lies on the ground, dead. She prays over the body, thanking the woman for her meat, her bones, for her organs, everything. She begins to hack the woman up with a butcher's knife, dividing up the parts and placing them in bags. She hums a hymn to herself as she does this, mumbling a prayer for the woman's soul to find god.
Aix is sitting inside the tavern, sharpening his nails. He dresses in a black turtleneck, a long black skirt, and a white suit jacket. His hair is left down today, pooling around his shoulders like a cape.
Nathan is munching on a potato pancake while watching his horse graze.
*I want to make a Yakuza character, but not like a person who's in the Yakuza and more like a person from the game Yakuza, who happens to be part of the Yakuza.*
(what is Yakuza)
*The illegal gang or the video game about being in the illegal gang?*
(both)
*One is basically the Asian Mafia, the other is a game based on life as a member of the Yakuza.*
(I didn't know about that. neat)
*It is neat indeed, if you ignore all the crime. The games are really good though.*
(what genre?)
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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
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The ground around Merabelle is burned, the circle destroyed, but she seems okay, even though she's unconscious.
Things are even more beautiful under the water, Ana letting her husband catch 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.)
*gtg*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*Gosh, I forgot how fast you type*
"Kinda music that gets you amped up, huh?" He smiles faintly, a bit of light in his ruby eyes. "A good beat is a must for me, but I like it melodic. I get a lot of stress exorcising nightmare monsters, so I use music for... meditation isn't the right word. It's a ritual. A routine to keep me from blowing up when things get tough. You got anything like that?" He casually flips his bottle into the air and catches it when it falls back to his hand, then takes a sip.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I want to make a Yakuza character, but not like a person who's in the Yakuza and more like a person from the game Yakuza, who happens to be part of the Yakuza.*
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.)
(what is Yakuza)
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
Porter Sinclair walks out of a warehouse, apron splattered with blood and a sledgehammer on his shoulder. He walks to the tavern, sits down outside, and lights up a cigarette, leaving the sledgehammer on his lap. It has a rosary wrapped around the end of the handle and a cross stamped on either side of the head.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*The illegal gang or the video game about being in the illegal gang?*
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.)
*hehehehehehe.*
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
(both)
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
Oliver tries to shake her awake.
Leo swims next to her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Eithan is just outside of the tavern, he was mopping up a puddle of blood he has made himself without knowing, already cleaning up the glass that caused the blood. He hums an unknowable song to himself as he waves over to Porter with that friendly smile, his helmet sitting on a chair nearby.
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.)
*One is basically the Asian Mafia, the other is a game based on life as a member of the Yakuza.*
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 stirs, muttering words Oliver can't seem to understand.
She takes one of Leo's hands as they swim together.
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 wendo)
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 didn't know about that. neat)
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
"momma?"
Leo smiles happily
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*It is neat indeed, if you ignore all the crime. The games are really good though.*
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 looks over to them, her eyes soft and comforting.
She stays close, bubbles occasionally coming up before she needs to surface for air.
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.)
Misha is outside, standing before an old woman who lies on the ground, dead. She prays over the body, thanking the woman for her meat, her bones, for her organs, everything. She begins to hack the woman up with a butcher's knife, dividing up the parts and placing them in bags. She hums a hymn to herself as she does this, mumbling a prayer for the woman's soul to find god.
Aix is sitting inside the tavern, sharpening his nails. He dresses in a black turtleneck, a long black skirt, and a white suit jacket. His hair is left down today, pooling around his shoulders like a cape.
Nathan is munching on a potato pancake while watching his horse graze.
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
(what genre?)
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