*I feel stupid, but Lawrence hasn't responded for almost an hour and I'm worried now.*
*Strange. Shall I message him?*
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They are hot, but they smile, “I’m fine, just a little sick.”
“Good thing I’m just a thief an’ not a murderer huh?” She saunters over with her bag of tomatoes, the creature on her leg staying there.
After a while, Merabelle comes out and serves all the kids a piping hot meal, including her daughter Annabelle.
"Baabe, you are burning up.. Go inside, lay down. I'm here to help now."
"Indeed it is." River's own companion, a toddler-like nightmare, waves to the creature
"Thank ye, mama. Do ya say grace?"
She makes her way back to her bed, wrapping herself in the covers with her prayer book “Thanks…”
Moonshine’s kinda just wiggles back at them like a pool noodle. She smiles at them.
“Not fer nothin’ but special occasions, never really think ta most o’ the time.” She sits down next to them.
She takes over their kitchen and makes them some lemon ginger chicken soup, a Finnigan Cure-Cold staple
"Mine represents the innocence my family loses to do what we do. Yours?"
"Should we ta'night? Set a good example fer the little'uns?"
She watches them with affection in her eyes, thanking them before beginning to eat the still hot meal.
“Represents? The wildness o’ my life an’ everythin’ ‘bout me I guess, never thought ‘bout it.”
“Sure, how ‘bout ya do this first one, an’ I’ll follow ya soon after?”
"You need sprite, too, that's a must." she sits down with them as they eat
"That's fair.. Are you registered?"
"Alright.." She joins hands with Merabelle and a little one, "Dear father, who art in heaven..." yadda yadda yadda you get the gist :3
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*I feel like I should join this cause all my friends are in it and I like haberdasheries.*
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
They are hot, but they smile, “I’m fine, just a little sick.”
“Good thing I’m just a thief an’ not a murderer huh?” She saunters over with her bag of tomatoes, the creature on her leg staying there.
After a while, Merabelle comes out and serves all the kids a piping hot meal, including her daughter Annabelle.
"Baabe, you are burning up.. Go inside, lay down. I'm here to help now."
"Indeed it is." River's own companion, a toddler-like nightmare, waves to the creature
"Thank ye, mama. Do ya say grace?"
She makes her way back to her bed, wrapping herself in the covers with her prayer book “Thanks…”
Moonshine’s kinda just wiggles back at them like a pool noodle. She smiles at them.
“Not fer nothin’ but special occasions, never really think ta most o’ the time.” She sits down next to them.
She takes over their kitchen and makes them some lemon ginger chicken soup, a Finnigan Cure-Cold staple
"Mine represents the innocence my family loses to do what we do. Yours?"
"Should we ta'night? Set a good example fer the little'uns?"
She watches them with affection in her eyes, thanking them before beginning to eat the still hot meal.
“Represents? The wildness o’ my life an’ everythin’ ‘bout me I guess, never thought ‘bout it.”
“Sure, how ‘bout ya do this first one, an’ I’ll follow ya soon after?”
"You need sprite, too, that's a must." she sits down with them as they eat
"That's fair.. Are you registered?"
"Alright.." She joins hands with Merabelle and a little one, "Dear father, who art in heaven..." yadda yadda yadda you get the gist :3
She leans against them a little bit, snot running from her nose as she tries to eat as much as she can.
“Registered fer what? Is there somethin’ I should be registered fer?”
She follow with a little more, she doesn’t believe it too much herself, because she’s destined for hell, but she still wants her kids to be good ones. She digs in once they are done.
They are hot, but they smile, “I’m fine, just a little sick.”
“Good thing I’m just a thief an’ not a murderer huh?” She saunters over with her bag of tomatoes, the creature on her leg staying there.
After a while, Merabelle comes out and serves all the kids a piping hot meal, including her daughter Annabelle.
"Baabe, you are burning up.. Go inside, lay down. I'm here to help now."
"Indeed it is." River's own companion, a toddler-like nightmare, waves to the creature
"Thank ye, mama. Do ya say grace?"
She makes her way back to her bed, wrapping herself in the covers with her prayer book “Thanks…”
Moonshine’s kinda just wiggles back at them like a pool noodle. She smiles at them.
“Not fer nothin’ but special occasions, never really think ta most o’ the time.” She sits down next to them.
She takes over their kitchen and makes them some lemon ginger chicken soup, a Finnigan Cure-Cold staple
"Mine represents the innocence my family loses to do what we do. Yours?"
"Should we ta'night? Set a good example fer the little'uns?"
She watches them with affection in her eyes, thanking them before beginning to eat the still hot meal.
“Represents? The wildness o’ my life an’ everythin’ ‘bout me I guess, never thought ‘bout it.”
“Sure, how ‘bout ya do this first one, an’ I’ll follow ya soon after?”
"You need sprite, too, that's a must." she sits down with them as they eat
"That's fair.. Are you registered?"
"Alright.." She joins hands with Merabelle and a little one, "Dear father, who art in heaven..." yadda yadda yadda you get the gist :3
She leans against them a little bit, snot running from her nose as she tries to eat as much as she can.
“Registered fer what? Is there somethin’ I should be registered fer?”
She follow with a little more, she doesn’t believe it too much herself, because she’s destined for hell, but she still wants her kids to be good ones. She digs in once they are done.
She gets up and hands them a box of tissues.
"Well.. how do I gently explain this... It's like... the felon list. If you're a felon, you have to register as one. If you can see Nightmares, you have to go on the registry."
As does Annabelle. "Mama, this is a-may-zin'!"
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“A local goddess of life and death. I’ve always avoided her for personal safety.”
Omi holds Eito close, smiling. "My Velvet Prince.."
"Never met her, sounds.. scary."
“Thank you…”
“I mean, that’s probably just external fear. I don’t know how she views necromancers though.”
"No, thank you, Your Radiance.. you burning that book will save me.."
"You'll have to see, won't hic~ you?" he leans forward, almost falling of the couch.
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They are hot, but they smile, “I’m fine, just a little sick.”
“Good thing I’m just a thief an’ not a murderer huh?” She saunters over with her bag of tomatoes, the creature on her leg staying there.
After a while, Merabelle comes out and serves all the kids a piping hot meal, including her daughter Annabelle.
"Baabe, you are burning up.. Go inside, lay down. I'm here to help now."
"Indeed it is." River's own companion, a toddler-like nightmare, waves to the creature
"Thank ye, mama. Do ya say grace?"
She makes her way back to her bed, wrapping herself in the covers with her prayer book “Thanks…”
Moonshine’s kinda just wiggles back at them like a pool noodle. She smiles at them.
“Not fer nothin’ but special occasions, never really think ta most o’ the time.” She sits down next to them.
She takes over their kitchen and makes them some lemon ginger chicken soup, a Finnigan Cure-Cold staple
"Mine represents the innocence my family loses to do what we do. Yours?"
"Should we ta'night? Set a good example fer the little'uns?"
She watches them with affection in her eyes, thanking them before beginning to eat the still hot meal.
“Represents? The wildness o’ my life an’ everythin’ ‘bout me I guess, never thought ‘bout it.”
“Sure, how ‘bout ya do this first one, an’ I’ll follow ya soon after?”
"You need sprite, too, that's a must." she sits down with them as they eat
"That's fair.. Are you registered?"
"Alright.." She joins hands with Merabelle and a little one, "Dear father, who art in heaven..." yadda yadda yadda you get the gist :3
She leans against them a little bit, snot running from her nose as she tries to eat as much as she can.
“Registered fer what? Is there somethin’ I should be registered fer?”
She follow with a little more, she doesn’t believe it too much herself, because she’s destined for hell, but she still wants her kids to be good ones. She digs in once they are done.
She gets up and hands them a box of tissues.
"Well.. how do I gently explain this... It's like... the felon list. If you're a felon, you have to register as one. If you can see Nightmares, you have to go on the registry."
As does Annabelle. "Mama, this is a-may-zin'!"
She sticks two up her nose, looking over to them, her voice nasally “I love you.”
“That sounds like a whole lot o’ work I ain’t interested in doin’, I think I’ll just keep people from knowin’ I can see ‘em and that I’m a felon.”
“Took me a real long time ta get good at cookin’, happy ya like it.” She says, looking over to them.
They are hot, but they smile, “I’m fine, just a little sick.”
“Good thing I’m just a thief an’ not a murderer huh?” She saunters over with her bag of tomatoes, the creature on her leg staying there.
After a while, Merabelle comes out and serves all the kids a piping hot meal, including her daughter Annabelle.
"Baabe, you are burning up.. Go inside, lay down. I'm here to help now."
"Indeed it is." River's own companion, a toddler-like nightmare, waves to the creature
"Thank ye, mama. Do ya say grace?"
She makes her way back to her bed, wrapping herself in the covers with her prayer book “Thanks…”
Moonshine’s kinda just wiggles back at them like a pool noodle. She smiles at them.
“Not fer nothin’ but special occasions, never really think ta most o’ the time.” She sits down next to them.
She takes over their kitchen and makes them some lemon ginger chicken soup, a Finnigan Cure-Cold staple
"Mine represents the innocence my family loses to do what we do. Yours?"
"Should we ta'night? Set a good example fer the little'uns?"
She watches them with affection in her eyes, thanking them before beginning to eat the still hot meal.
“Represents? The wildness o’ my life an’ everythin’ ‘bout me I guess, never thought ‘bout it.”
“Sure, how ‘bout ya do this first one, an’ I’ll follow ya soon after?”
"You need sprite, too, that's a must." she sits down with them as they eat
"That's fair.. Are you registered?"
"Alright.." She joins hands with Merabelle and a little one, "Dear father, who art in heaven..." yadda yadda yadda you get the gist :3
She leans against them a little bit, snot running from her nose as she tries to eat as much as she can.
“Registered fer what? Is there somethin’ I should be registered fer?”
She follow with a little more, she doesn’t believe it too much herself, because she’s destined for hell, but she still wants her kids to be good ones. She digs in once they are done.
She gets up and hands them a box of tissues.
"Well.. how do I gently explain this... It's like... the felon list. If you're a felon, you have to register as one. If you can see Nightmares, you have to go on the registry."
As does Annabelle. "Mama, this is a-may-zin'!"
She sticks two up her nose, looking over to them, her voice nasally “I love you.”
“That sounds like a whole lot o’ work I ain’t interested in doin’, I think I’ll just keep people from knowin’ I can see ‘em and that I’m a felon.”
“Took me a real long time ta get good at cookin’, happy ya like it.” She says, looking over to them.
"I.. I love you, too." she smiles and lays against thtem
"Alright, fair enough. I could just register you for you."
She hugs them before getting back to her food.
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“I guess so.” Thirteen grips him by the shoulder to push him back.
"You can do it, I believe in you.. maybe ask my sister for help if you need it." he rubs their chest and nips a their neck
"Oops. Thanks, pal."
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They are hot, but they smile, “I’m fine, just a little sick.”
“Good thing I’m just a thief an’ not a murderer huh?” She saunters over with her bag of tomatoes, the creature on her leg staying there.
After a while, Merabelle comes out and serves all the kids a piping hot meal, including her daughter Annabelle.
"Baabe, you are burning up.. Go inside, lay down. I'm here to help now."
"Indeed it is." River's own companion, a toddler-like nightmare, waves to the creature
"Thank ye, mama. Do ya say grace?"
She makes her way back to her bed, wrapping herself in the covers with her prayer book “Thanks…”
Moonshine’s kinda just wiggles back at them like a pool noodle. She smiles at them.
“Not fer nothin’ but special occasions, never really think ta most o’ the time.” She sits down next to them.
She takes over their kitchen and makes them some lemon ginger chicken soup, a Finnigan Cure-Cold staple
"Mine represents the innocence my family loses to do what we do. Yours?"
"Should we ta'night? Set a good example fer the little'uns?"
She watches them with affection in her eyes, thanking them before beginning to eat the still hot meal.
“Represents? The wildness o’ my life an’ everythin’ ‘bout me I guess, never thought ‘bout it.”
“Sure, how ‘bout ya do this first one, an’ I’ll follow ya soon after?”
"You need sprite, too, that's a must." she sits down with them as they eat
"That's fair.. Are you registered?"
"Alright.." She joins hands with Merabelle and a little one, "Dear father, who art in heaven..." yadda yadda yadda you get the gist :3
She leans against them a little bit, snot running from her nose as she tries to eat as much as she can.
“Registered fer what? Is there somethin’ I should be registered fer?”
She follow with a little more, she doesn’t believe it too much herself, because she’s destined for hell, but she still wants her kids to be good ones. She digs in once they are done.
She gets up and hands them a box of tissues.
"Well.. how do I gently explain this... It's like... the felon list. If you're a felon, you have to register as one. If you can see Nightmares, you have to go on the registry."
As does Annabelle. "Mama, this is a-may-zin'!"
She sticks two up her nose, looking over to them, her voice nasally “I love you.”
“That sounds like a whole lot o’ work I ain’t interested in doin’, I think I’ll just keep people from knowin’ I can see ‘em and that I’m a felon.”
“Took me a real long time ta get good at cookin’, happy ya like it.” She says, looking over to them.
"I.. I love you, too." she smiles and lays against thtem
"Alright, fair enough. I could just register you for you."
She hugs them before getting back to her food.
She blushes, continuing to eat as much as she can and lean again them.
“Oh wouldn’t that be nice o’ ya, yer a real sweetheart, an’ a nice face too.” She smiles “Thank ya.”
She hugs them back tightly, once they are all done, cleaning up.
They are hot, but they smile, “I’m fine, just a little sick.”
“Good thing I’m just a thief an’ not a murderer huh?” She saunters over with her bag of tomatoes, the creature on her leg staying there.
After a while, Merabelle comes out and serves all the kids a piping hot meal, including her daughter Annabelle.
"Baabe, you are burning up.. Go inside, lay down. I'm here to help now."
"Indeed it is." River's own companion, a toddler-like nightmare, waves to the creature
"Thank ye, mama. Do ya say grace?"
She makes her way back to her bed, wrapping herself in the covers with her prayer book “Thanks…”
Moonshine’s kinda just wiggles back at them like a pool noodle. She smiles at them.
“Not fer nothin’ but special occasions, never really think ta most o’ the time.” She sits down next to them.
She takes over their kitchen and makes them some lemon ginger chicken soup, a Finnigan Cure-Cold staple
"Mine represents the innocence my family loses to do what we do. Yours?"
"Should we ta'night? Set a good example fer the little'uns?"
She watches them with affection in her eyes, thanking them before beginning to eat the still hot meal.
“Represents? The wildness o’ my life an’ everythin’ ‘bout me I guess, never thought ‘bout it.”
“Sure, how ‘bout ya do this first one, an’ I’ll follow ya soon after?”
"You need sprite, too, that's a must." she sits down with them as they eat
"That's fair.. Are you registered?"
"Alright.." She joins hands with Merabelle and a little one, "Dear father, who art in heaven..." yadda yadda yadda you get the gist :3
She leans against them a little bit, snot running from her nose as she tries to eat as much as she can.
“Registered fer what? Is there somethin’ I should be registered fer?”
She follow with a little more, she doesn’t believe it too much herself, because she’s destined for hell, but she still wants her kids to be good ones. She digs in once they are done.
She gets up and hands them a box of tissues.
"Well.. how do I gently explain this... It's like... the felon list. If you're a felon, you have to register as one. If you can see Nightmares, you have to go on the registry."
As does Annabelle. "Mama, this is a-may-zin'!"
She sticks two up her nose, looking over to them, her voice nasally “I love you.”
“That sounds like a whole lot o’ work I ain’t interested in doin’, I think I’ll just keep people from knowin’ I can see ‘em and that I’m a felon.”
“Took me a real long time ta get good at cookin’, happy ya like it.” She says, looking over to them.
"I.. I love you, too." she smiles and lays against thtem
"Alright, fair enough. I could just register you for you."
She hugs them before getting back to her food.
She blushes, continuing to eat as much as she can and lean again them.
“Oh wouldn’t that be nice o’ ya, yer a real sweetheart, an’ a nice face too.” She smiles “Thank ya.”
She hugs them back tightly, once they are all done, cleaning up.
"Is it good?" she asks, holding their legs
"Just need your last name."
She helps as much as she's allowed.
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*You should worry but you shouldn’t be paranoid, nor should you feel stupid.*
She watches them with affection in her eyes, thanking them before beginning to eat the still hot meal.
“Represents? The wildness o’ my life an’ everythin’ ‘bout me I guess, never thought ‘bout it.”
“Sure, how ‘bout ya do this first one, an’ I’ll follow ya soon after?”
*Strange. Shall I message him?*
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My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"You need sprite, too, that's a must." she sits down with them as they eat
"That's fair.. Are you registered?"
"Alright.." She joins hands with Merabelle and a little one, "Dear father, who art in heaven..." yadda yadda yadda you get the gist :3
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*I feel like I should join this cause all my friends are in it and I like haberdasheries.*
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
*Fair enough*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She leans against them a little bit, snot running from her nose as she tries to eat as much as she can.
“Registered fer what? Is there somethin’ I should be registered fer?”
She follow with a little more, she doesn’t believe it too much herself, because she’s destined for hell, but she still wants her kids to be good ones. She digs in once they are done.
*I don't think that would do anything, but you can if you want to.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She gets up and hands them a box of tissues.
"Well.. how do I gently explain this... It's like... the felon list. If you're a felon, you have to register as one. If you can see Nightmares, you have to go on the registry."
As does Annabelle. "Mama, this is a-may-zin'!"
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S♡J
2-13-25
“Thank you…”
“I mean, that’s probably just external fear. I don’t know how she views necromancers though.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I worry about you Baalze, I worry about Wendi, I’m just worried.*
"No, thank you, Your Radiance.. you burning that book will save me.."
"You'll have to see, won't hic~ you?" he leans forward, almost falling of the couch.
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S♡J
2-13-25
She sticks two up her nose, looking over to them, her voice nasally “I love you.”
“That sounds like a whole lot o’ work I ain’t interested in doin’, I think I’ll just keep people from knowin’ I can see ‘em and that I’m a felon.”
“Took me a real long time ta get good at cookin’, happy ya like it.” She says, looking over to them.
"I.. I love you, too." she smiles and lays against thtem
"Alright, fair enough. I could just register you for you."
She hugs them before getting back to her food.
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YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“I will endeavor to do my best in such a regard…”
“I guess so.” Thirteen grips him by the shoulder to push him back.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"You can do it, I believe in you.. maybe ask my sister for help if you need it." he rubs their chest and nips a their neck
"Oops. Thanks, pal."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
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S♡J
2-13-25
She blushes, continuing to eat as much as she can and lean again them.
“Oh wouldn’t that be nice o’ ya, yer a real sweetheart, an’ a nice face too.” She smiles “Thank ya.”
She hugs them back tightly, once they are all done, cleaning up.
"Is it good?" she asks, holding their legs
"Just need your last name."
She helps as much as she's allowed.
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“She would help in such a process?”
“No problem.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Cut for Salem.*
“Delicious, you are the best girlfriend ever.” She says, lying down after finishing the food.
“What happens if I ain’t got a last name?”
They allow her to help more, though she still thinks they don’t need to help at all.