*It was very comfi, but I left it to hang out with you guys and eat food.*
*I made you fried rice with chicken steak, chives, onions, fresh cilantro, eggs, and red bell peppers.*
*I have a soaplantro gene, I'm afraid. I greatly appreciate the gesture/offering, though. Love u bby (brings you a chainsaw in my mouth like a cat bringing you a mouse)*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Of course I do, who do you want? If anyone in particular? Also, you like so much good music.*
*Hmmm... could I get Eithan and one character of your choice, possibly Rag?*
Porter is sitting against a tree, bleeding heavily from his forehead, belly, and shoulder as he smokes a blunt with his only non-broken limb. It is the only surviving tree within 15 meters of his location.
Standing in the brutally created clearing, filled with shards of wood, stands Stigmata, seemingly frozen in a writhing/dancing(?) pose but otherwise undamaged... except emotionally.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I would love to, and since I apparently have no school today, I’ve got the time. Who would you like? If anyone.*
*Uhhh Merabelle, Eithan.*
*Of course, here you go, dear Wendi.*
Merabelle is sitting in the forest, trying to connect to nature, but the dark magic still inhabiting her body makes it difficult, her veins burning as she attempts to meditate.
Eithan is sitting on a rock in the forest, far secluded as he attempts to apply medication to some kind of wound leaking dark matter, spreading sickness across his body ever slowly.
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*Hello Baalze, I am happy you are wake now, though I did miss you before. How are you doing today?*
*Yep, I adore that song*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I'm not sure yet. I think I'm doing good. I didn't make bacon pancakes last night, and I'm slightly sad about that.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I made you fried rice with chicken steak, chives, onions, fresh cilantro, eggs, and red bell peppers.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*As do I, though I like Rest Employed more. Anyway, how ya doin’?
*Bacon pancakes is good, and I love you for listening to Rustage. I’m happy to hear you’re doing good.*
*I have a soaplantro gene, I'm afraid. I greatly appreciate the gesture/offering, though. Love u bby (brings you a chainsaw in my mouth like a cat bringing you a mouse)*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(good morning everyone)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
*Thank you! Wanna RP?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Morning, friend-o! How are you?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Of course I do, who do you want? If anyone in particular? Also, you like so much good music.*
(I am doing quite well. how about you?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
*Anyone wish to roleplay while I have the time?*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(who do you want?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
*I would love to, and since I apparently have no school today, I’ve got the time. Who would you like? If anyone.*
*Ill take anyone :]*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Uhhh Merabelle, Eithan.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Hmmm... could I get Eithan and one character of your choice, possibly Rag?*
Porter is sitting against a tree, bleeding heavily from his forehead, belly, and shoulder as he smokes a blunt with his only non-broken limb. It is the only surviving tree within 15 meters of his location.
Standing in the brutally created clearing, filled with shards of wood, stands Stigmata, seemingly frozen in a writhing/dancing(?) pose but otherwise undamaged... except emotionally.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Isaac is using a damp rag to clean off his metal bird
Gravedigger is in a clearing holding a small glass sphere. A hologram of a map is being projected out of the sphere
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
*Of course, here you go, dear Wendi.*
Merabelle is sitting in the forest, trying to connect to nature, but the dark magic still inhabiting her body makes it difficult, her veins burning as she attempts to meditate.
Eithan is sitting on a rock in the forest, far secluded as he attempts to apply medication to some kind of wound leaking dark matter, spreading sickness across his body ever slowly.