His expression returns to normal. He tsks and shakes his head. "What do you think the Great Ones are, Henry?"
His smile begins to return to normal, “Oh of course, Nightmares. I should have realized soon, I’m disappointed in myself for not.”
"Excellent, excellent. You're a wonderful man, Henry. Even if you are half-mad. It suits you, really."
“Oh, you think so? How kind of you, I do think madness is a good color, it’s best I’m off before KK wonders where I’ve gone, it was nice meeting you, and it’ll be good to see you again, soon I hope.” He once again begins walking.
His expression returns to normal. He tsks and shakes his head. "What do you think the Great Ones are, Henry?"
His smile begins to return to normal, “Oh of course, Nightmares. I should have realized soon, I’m disappointed in myself for not.”
"Excellent, excellent. You're a wonderful man, Henry. Even if you are half-mad. It suits you, really."
“Oh, you think so? How kind of you, I do think madness is a good color, it’s best I’m off before KK wonders where I’ve gone, it was nice meeting you, and it’ll be good to see you again, soon I hope.” He once again begins walking.
His expression returns to normal. He tsks and shakes his head. "What do you think the Great Ones are, Henry?"
His smile begins to return to normal, “Oh of course, Nightmares. I should have realized soon, I’m disappointed in myself for not.”
"Excellent, excellent. You're a wonderful man, Henry. Even if you are half-mad. It suits you, really."
“Oh, you think so? How kind of you, I do think madness is a good color, it’s best I’m off before KK wonders where I’ve gone, it was nice meeting you, and it’ll be good to see you again, soon I hope.” He once again begins walking.
*Le end*
*Wanna do another?*
*If you want to, I would be happy to, want anyone?*
*Cut for Salem. Puppy sounds fine, you barely rp with him anyway.*
He passes them a spare sandwich “Eat up, you’ll need the strength.”
Wander sits down next to them, moving his hair from his face, “What’s wrong?”
“Tonya, I was blind before I fell madly in love with you, and I still lived, let me care for you sometimes.”
She takes it and raises a bit before eating. "Thanks."
He scrawls in the dirt, My caretaker cares for somebody else now
She sighs and leans into him, shrugging. "I suppose I can.. relaxed every now and again.."
He finishes his own sandwich, cracking his neck before preparing himself.
He watches them before looking to them, “Did you talk to your caretaker about it? Or do you want me to talk with them about it?”
He wraps one of his arms around them, smiling down at them, “It’s the least I could do for you.” He kisses their forehead.
She stands up and sighs. "Well?"
He shakes his head and points to himself and then to the word caretaker
She kisses back, horns locked. "I'm sorry I worry so much
“Step on the circle and we will be gone.”
“I wish I could just read your mind, that would make this so much easier, but why can’t your caretaker take care of you both?”
“Don’t be sorry, it’s one of the many reasons I love you.” He says, finishing his food after a moment.
She does so, cracking her neck
He writes crazy in the dirt
She does as well, and she takes his plate, setting it and hers aside to wash later. She sits into his lap and sighs, getting comfy. "love you, Gin..."
Suddenly, with a snap of Sanviento’s fingers, they are in an underwater castle, in what appears to be some kind of grand hall, though it’s currently empty.
He sighs and stands up, “Just come with me kid, okay?” He begins walking, expecting them to follow.
He wraps his arms around them, moving his hair back to cover his scars, leaning against them a bit, “Love you too, Tonya. Do you want to do anything to waste the rest of the day away?”
His expression returns to normal. He tsks and shakes his head. "What do you think the Great Ones are, Henry?"
His smile begins to return to normal, “Oh of course, Nightmares. I should have realized soon, I’m disappointed in myself for not.”
"Excellent, excellent. You're a wonderful man, Henry. Even if you are half-mad. It suits you, really."
“Oh, you think so? How kind of you, I do think madness is a good color, it’s best I’m off before KK wonders where I’ve gone, it was nice meeting you, and it’ll be good to see you again, soon I hope.” He once again begins walking.
*Le end*
*Wanna do another?*
*If you want to, I would be happy to, want anyone?*
*I'd like to play with Rag, but I don't have any characters that I particularly wish to play right now.*
His expression returns to normal. He tsks and shakes his head. "What do you think the Great Ones are, Henry?"
His smile begins to return to normal, “Oh of course, Nightmares. I should have realized soon, I’m disappointed in myself for not.”
"Excellent, excellent. You're a wonderful man, Henry. Even if you are half-mad. It suits you, really."
“Oh, you think so? How kind of you, I do think madness is a good color, it’s best I’m off before KK wonders where I’ve gone, it was nice meeting you, and it’ll be good to see you again, soon I hope.” He once again begins walking.
*Le end*
*Wanna do another?*
*If you want to, I would be happy to, want anyone?*
*I'd like to play with Rag, but I don't have any characters that I particularly wish to play right now.*
*Rag coming right up, I don’t have much of a preference either.*
Rag is standing in a field of flowers, holding a rock in his hand, to most people the rock would be considered a boulder. After a moment of seemingly deciding something, he throws the rock as hard as he can as far as he can, and after a moment, it can’t be seen flying away anymore.
*I'd like to play with Rag, but I don't have any characters that I particularly wish to play right now.*
*Rag coming right up, I don’t have much of a preference either.*
Rag is standing in a field of flowers, holding a rock in his hand, to most people the rock would be considered a boulder. After a moment of seemingly deciding something, he throws the rock as hard as he can as far as he can, and after a moment, it can’t be seen flying away anymore.
*Can I save this for later, actually? I was thinking about Max McAllen and about what a cool concept he was, and now I want to try to make him viable as a character. I've also got a playlist I'm making for him, which should make the process easier.*
Sanviento shows his first bit of real emotion in a bit, hatred as he spits on the ground, cursing under his breath before beginning to walk around, looking for the prince.
Wander doesn’t look back, instead, Sylvia walks over, offering to give them a ride, whinnying softly.
“Maybe we can go for a walk later, right now, you smell like you got back from a hunt, and I just want to enjoy that for a while.” He says honestly, breathing them in.
*I'd like to play with Rag, but I don't have any characters that I particularly wish to play right now.*
*Rag coming right up, I don’t have much of a preference either.*
Rag is standing in a field of flowers, holding a rock in his hand, to most people the rock would be considered a boulder. After a moment of seemingly deciding something, he throws the rock as hard as he can as far as he can, and after a moment, it can’t be seen flying away anymore.
*Can I save this for later, actually? I was thinking about Max McAllen and about what a cool concept he was, and now I want to try to make him viable as a character. I've also got a playlist I'm making for him, which should make the process easier.*
*Sorry to let you down.*
*You aren’t letting me down, it’s all good man, love you, see you around, hope the idea is what you like.*
Sanviento shows his first bit of real emotion in a bit, hatred as he spits on the ground, cursing under his breath before beginning to walk around, looking for the prince.
Wander doesn’t look back, instead, Sylvia walks over, offering to give them a ride, whinnying softly.
“Maybe we can go for a walk later, right now, you smell like you got back from a hunt, and I just want to enjoy that for a while.” He says honestly, breathing them in.
She follows, using her better sense of smell to sniff out the bastard.
He shakes his head and points to himself and then the word caretaker, standing up and heading back to the lab, stubborn
"And you like the hunt smell, right, I remember," She chuckles and nuzzles into them a bit, her hair in his face.
She is led down a hallway, to a room the opposite direction of where Sanviento is searching.
Sylvia lets them go. Paracelsus is currently extremely worried about where James has gone, but doesn’t know where to look, so she’s trying to use her Druidic powers to try and find them, though she can’t connect to nature very well.
He chuckles, “And I love the smell of you as well.” He lets them, his nostrils breathing it all in, sighing softly as he hugs them lovingly.
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“Oh, you think so? How kind of you, I do think madness is a good color, it’s best I’m off before KK wonders where I’ve gone, it was nice meeting you, and it’ll be good to see you again, soon I hope.” He once again begins walking.
*You were literally gushing about him like, yesterday. I thought you might like to be compared to Mr. Graham.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Le end*
*Wanna do another?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Step on the circle and we will be gone.”
“I wish I could just read your mind, that would make this so much easier, but why can’t your caretaker take care of you both?”
“Don’t be sorry, it’s one of the many reasons I love you.” He says, finishing his food after a moment.
*If you want to, I would be happy to, want anyone?*
*Oh.*
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
"Ah. I'll be right over there. By the way, you registered? You gotta be at least High Risk to see these (gp)ers, and I gotta ask for legal reasons."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Suddenly, with a snap of Sanviento’s fingers, they are in an underwater castle, in what appears to be some kind of grand hall, though it’s currently empty.
He sighs and stands up, “Just come with me kid, okay?” He begins walking, expecting them to follow.
He wraps his arms around them, moving his hair back to cover his scars, leaning against them a bit, “Love you too, Tonya. Do you want to do anything to waste the rest of the day away?”
*I'd like to play with Rag, but I don't have any characters that I particularly wish to play right now.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Rag coming right up, I don’t have much of a preference either.*
Rag is standing in a field of flowers, holding a rock in his hand, to most people the rock would be considered a boulder. After a moment of seemingly deciding something, he throws the rock as hard as he can as far as he can, and after a moment, it can’t be seen flying away anymore.
*Can I save this for later, actually? I was thinking about Max McAllen and about what a cool concept he was, and now I want to try to make him viable as a character. I've also got a playlist I'm making for him, which should make the process easier.*
*Sorry to let you down.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cut for Salem.*
Sanviento shows his first bit of real emotion in a bit, hatred as he spits on the ground, cursing under his breath before beginning to walk around, looking for the prince.
Wander doesn’t look back, instead, Sylvia walks over, offering to give them a ride, whinnying softly.
“Maybe we can go for a walk later, right now, you smell like you got back from a hunt, and I just want to enjoy that for a while.” He says honestly, breathing them in.
*You aren’t letting me down, it’s all good man, love you, see you around, hope the idea is what you like.*
She is led down a hallway, to a room the opposite direction of where Sanviento is searching.
Sylvia lets them go. Paracelsus is currently extremely worried about where James has gone, but doesn’t know where to look, so she’s trying to use her Druidic powers to try and find them, though she can’t connect to nature very well.
He chuckles, “And I love the smell of you as well.” He lets them, his nostrils breathing it all in, sighing softly as he hugs them lovingly.