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Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> He walks over and leans against the orphanage, “Then I will continue to play for my audience of one.” He goes back to playing. “Maybe I am, but I want ya ta decide fer yerself, but it’s best ya get some sleep first.” She gets them their temp bed. Damian is taking a nap in the dark of his room, splayed out in the covers in his pajamas. "Got a whole bunch a' little'uns who'd love a show."He grumbles and lays across the cot, falling asleep pretty quickly.Saphuno knocks gently on the door, only loud enough to wake him if he's sleeping lightly. He tilts his head, smiling softly, “A mother? I would be honored to provide such a spectacle.” She watches them, sighing and muttering to herself before beginning to clean up, worried about them. It isn’t enough, he seems to be in one of his deeper sleeps, dreaming about something, muttering softly. "not mine, my mama's their foster mama."He sleeps silently, though tossing and turning.Knowing he's deep asleep, she enters silently and snuggles up to him, chirping.
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> He walks over and leans against the orphanage, “Then I will continue to play for my audience of one.” He goes back to playing. “Maybe I am, but I want ya ta decide fer yerself, but it’s best ya get some sleep first.” She gets them their temp bed. Damian is taking a nap in the dark of his room, splayed out in the covers in his pajamas. "Got a whole bunch a' little'uns who'd love a show."He grumbles and lays across the cot, falling asleep pretty quickly.Saphuno knocks gently on the door, only loud enough to wake him if he's sleeping lightly. He tilts his head, smiling softly, “A mother? I would be honored to provide such a spectacle.” She watches them, sighing and muttering to herself before beginning to clean up, worried about them. It isn’t enough, he seems to be in one of his deeper sleeps, dreaming about something, muttering softly.
Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> He walks over and leans against the orphanage, “Then I will continue to play for my audience of one.” He goes back to playing. “Maybe I am, but I want ya ta decide fer yerself, but it’s best ya get some sleep first.” She gets them their temp bed. Damian is taking a nap in the dark of his room, splayed out in the covers in his pajamas. "Got a whole bunch a' little'uns who'd love a show."He grumbles and lays across the cot, falling asleep pretty quickly.Saphuno knocks gently on the door, only loud enough to wake him if he's sleeping lightly.
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> He walks over and leans against the orphanage, “Then I will continue to play for my audience of one.” He goes back to playing. “Maybe I am, but I want ya ta decide fer yerself, but it’s best ya get some sleep first.” She gets them their temp bed. Damian is taking a nap in the dark of his room, splayed out in the covers in his pajamas.
He walks over and leans against the orphanage, “Then I will continue to play for my audience of one.” He goes back to playing.
“Maybe I am, but I want ya ta decide fer yerself, but it’s best ya get some sleep first.” She gets them their temp bed.
Damian is taking a nap in the dark of his room, splayed out in the covers in his pajamas.
"Got a whole bunch a' little'uns who'd love a show."He grumbles and lays across the cot, falling asleep pretty quickly.Saphuno knocks gently on the door, only loud enough to wake him if he's sleeping lightly.
He tilts his head, smiling softly, “A mother? I would be honored to provide such a spectacle.”
She watches them, sighing and muttering to herself before beginning to clean up, worried about them.
It isn’t enough, he seems to be in one of his deeper sleeps, dreaming about something, muttering softly.
"not mine, my mama's their foster mama."He sleeps silently, though tossing and turning.Knowing he's deep asleep, she enters silently and snuggles up to him, chirping.
He nods, “If I am allowed inside I will provide those children with a song to remember.”
(Good place to end, my turn… Zephyr.)
She can hear him muttering parts of wedding vows, and seeemingly… crying? Must be dreaming of their wedding.
Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> He walks over and leans against the orphanage, “Then I will continue to play for my audience of one.” He goes back to playing. “Maybe I am, but I want ya ta decide fer yerself, but it’s best ya get some sleep first.” She gets them their temp bed. Damian is taking a nap in the dark of his room, splayed out in the covers in his pajamas. "Got a whole bunch a' little'uns who'd love a show."He grumbles and lays across the cot, falling asleep pretty quickly.Saphuno knocks gently on the door, only loud enough to wake him if he's sleeping lightly. He tilts his head, smiling softly, “A mother? I would be honored to provide such a spectacle.” She watches them, sighing and muttering to herself before beginning to clean up, worried about them. It isn’t enough, he seems to be in one of his deeper sleeps, dreaming about something, muttering softly. "not mine, my mama's their foster mama."He sleeps silently, though tossing and turning.Knowing he's deep asleep, she enters silently and snuggles up to him, chirping. He nods, “If I am allowed inside I will provide those children with a song to remember.” (Good place to end, my turn… Zephyr.) She can hear him muttering parts of wedding vows, and seeemingly… crying? Must be dreaming of their wedding. "Ye can come in, but you'll be shot if ya hurt 'em."Zephyr is grooming himself and cutting his furShe runs a gentle claw down his jaw line and whispers in his ear. "I do~"
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> He walks over and leans against the orphanage, “Then I will continue to play for my audience of one.” He goes back to playing. “Maybe I am, but I want ya ta decide fer yerself, but it’s best ya get some sleep first.” She gets them their temp bed. Damian is taking a nap in the dark of his room, splayed out in the covers in his pajamas. "Got a whole bunch a' little'uns who'd love a show."He grumbles and lays across the cot, falling asleep pretty quickly.Saphuno knocks gently on the door, only loud enough to wake him if he's sleeping lightly. He tilts his head, smiling softly, “A mother? I would be honored to provide such a spectacle.” She watches them, sighing and muttering to herself before beginning to clean up, worried about them. It isn’t enough, he seems to be in one of his deeper sleeps, dreaming about something, muttering softly. "not mine, my mama's their foster mama."He sleeps silently, though tossing and turning.Knowing he's deep asleep, she enters silently and snuggles up to him, chirping. He nods, “If I am allowed inside I will provide those children with a song to remember.” (Good place to end, my turn… Zephyr.) She can hear him muttering parts of wedding vows, and seeemingly… crying? Must be dreaming of their wedding.
"Ye can come in, but you'll be shot if ya hurt 'em."Zephyr is grooming himself and cutting his furShe runs a gentle claw down his jaw line and whispers in his ear. "I do~"
He chuckles, understanding the threat “I will keep that in mind.” He walks inside, smiling.
Don walks into the shack, sitting down on the couch, waiting for them.
He jolts awake, almost exploding into flames until he sees that it’s just his wife, “Oh… so it wasn’t just a dream, good.”
*dagnabbit sorry, i gotta depart. yall are amazing though, and i'm sorry i'm not online more as of late.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*oh wait nvm*
Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> He walks over and leans against the orphanage, “Then I will continue to play for my audience of one.” He goes back to playing. “Maybe I am, but I want ya ta decide fer yerself, but it’s best ya get some sleep first.” She gets them their temp bed. Damian is taking a nap in the dark of his room, splayed out in the covers in his pajamas. "Got a whole bunch a' little'uns who'd love a show."He grumbles and lays across the cot, falling asleep pretty quickly.Saphuno knocks gently on the door, only loud enough to wake him if he's sleeping lightly. He tilts his head, smiling softly, “A mother? I would be honored to provide such a spectacle.” She watches them, sighing and muttering to herself before beginning to clean up, worried about them. It isn’t enough, he seems to be in one of his deeper sleeps, dreaming about something, muttering softly. "not mine, my mama's their foster mama."He sleeps silently, though tossing and turning.Knowing he's deep asleep, she enters silently and snuggles up to him, chirping. He nods, “If I am allowed inside I will provide those children with a song to remember.” (Good place to end, my turn… Zephyr.) She can hear him muttering parts of wedding vows, and seeemingly… crying? Must be dreaming of their wedding. "Ye can come in, but you'll be shot if ya hurt 'em."Zephyr is grooming himself and cutting his furShe runs a gentle claw down his jaw line and whispers in his ear. "I do~" He chuckles, understanding the threat “I will keep that in mind.” He walks inside, smiling. Don walks into the shack, sitting down on the couch, waiting for them. He jolts awake, almost exploding into flames until he sees that it’s just his wife, “Oh… so it wasn’t just a dream, good.” She follows along, whistling for the kidsOnce he's clean-cut, he lays across Don, wearing a beanie, hoodie, and baggie sweats."Hi, my puppy." she giggles, bringing back an ancient nickname.
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> He walks over and leans against the orphanage, “Then I will continue to play for my audience of one.” He goes back to playing. “Maybe I am, but I want ya ta decide fer yerself, but it’s best ya get some sleep first.” She gets them their temp bed. Damian is taking a nap in the dark of his room, splayed out in the covers in his pajamas. "Got a whole bunch a' little'uns who'd love a show."He grumbles and lays across the cot, falling asleep pretty quickly.Saphuno knocks gently on the door, only loud enough to wake him if he's sleeping lightly. He tilts his head, smiling softly, “A mother? I would be honored to provide such a spectacle.” She watches them, sighing and muttering to herself before beginning to clean up, worried about them. It isn’t enough, he seems to be in one of his deeper sleeps, dreaming about something, muttering softly. "not mine, my mama's their foster mama."He sleeps silently, though tossing and turning.Knowing he's deep asleep, she enters silently and snuggles up to him, chirping. He nods, “If I am allowed inside I will provide those children with a song to remember.” (Good place to end, my turn… Zephyr.) She can hear him muttering parts of wedding vows, and seeemingly… crying? Must be dreaming of their wedding. "Ye can come in, but you'll be shot if ya hurt 'em."Zephyr is grooming himself and cutting his furShe runs a gentle claw down his jaw line and whispers in his ear. "I do~" He chuckles, understanding the threat “I will keep that in mind.” He walks inside, smiling. Don walks into the shack, sitting down on the couch, waiting for them. He jolts awake, almost exploding into flames until he sees that it’s just his wife, “Oh… so it wasn’t just a dream, good.”
She follows along, whistling for the kidsOnce he's clean-cut, he lays across Don, wearing a beanie, hoodie, and baggie sweats."Hi, my puppy." she giggles, bringing back an ancient nickname.
As they swarm him, he smiles down at them, answering their questions, sitting down nearby.
“Hey babe, looking good, but you look good every day.” He says with a smile.
He sighs, kissing their cheek, “After all this time I’m still just a puppy?” He laughs.
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from Jobah619Official >> *anyone wanna rp?* *I would love to if you would.* *Also nice.*
Quote from Jobah619Official >> *anyone wanna rp?*
*anyone wanna rp?*
*I would love to if you would.*
*Also nice.*
Thirteen is trying to augur the word of Myrkul through a flock of kettling vultures.
Mauric is climbing through the trees on the edge of the woods, looking for wild eggs.
Loriche is making a bunch of random stuff, just for fun.
Riotan is back.
Yod is doing more vision exercises.
Malafasa is looking for something to do.
Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from Jobah619Official >> *anyone wanna rp?* *hiiii I do*
*hiiii I do*
Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from Jobah619Official >> *anyone wanna rp?* *hiiii I do* *(harumph)*
*(harumph)*
*babe i just responded, dw*
Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from Jobah619Official >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from Jobah619Official >> *anyone wanna rp?* *hiiii I do* *(harumph)* *babe i just responded, dw* *ack, sorry..*
Quote from Jobah619Official >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from Jobah619Official >> *anyone wanna rp?* *hiiii I do* *(harumph)* *babe i just responded, dw*
*ack, sorry..*
*all good. love you*
Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from Jobah619Official >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from Jobah619Official >> *anyone wanna rp?* *hiiii I do* Thirteen is trying to augur the word of Myrkul through a flock of kettling vultures. Mauric is climbing through the trees on the edge of the woods, looking for wild eggs. Loriche is making a bunch of random stuff, just for fun. Riotan is back. Yod is doing more vision exercises. Malafasa is looking for something to do. Omi, taking a towering form today, has come to pay a visit to ThirteenPanicked hospital workers swarm him, saying something about 'Mac'
Quote from Jobah619Official >> Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from Jobah619Official >> *anyone wanna rp?* *hiiii I do* Thirteen is trying to augur the word of Myrkul through a flock of kettling vultures. Mauric is climbing through the trees on the edge of the woods, looking for wild eggs. Loriche is making a bunch of random stuff, just for fun. Riotan is back. Yod is doing more vision exercises. Malafasa is looking for something to do.
Omi, taking a towering form today, has come to pay a visit to ThirteenPanicked hospital workers swarm him, saying something about 'Mac'
Thirteen is staring up at the circling birds, plumes of smoke trailing from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.
*why do you do this to me*
He quickly follows them.
He nods, “If I am allowed inside I will provide those children with a song to remember.”
(Good place to end, my turn… Zephyr.)
She can hear him muttering parts of wedding vows, and seeemingly… crying? Must be dreaming of their wedding.
He chuckles, understanding the threat “I will keep that in mind.” He walks inside, smiling.
Don walks into the shack, sitting down on the couch, waiting for them.
He jolts awake, almost exploding into flames until he sees that it’s just his wife, “Oh… so it wasn’t just a dream, good.”
*dagnabbit sorry, i gotta depart. yall are amazing though, and i'm sorry i'm not online more as of late.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*oh wait nvm*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
As they swarm him, he smiles down at them, answering their questions, sitting down nearby.
“Hey babe, looking good, but you look good every day.” He says with a smile.
He sighs, kissing their cheek, “After all this time I’m still just a puppy?” He laughs.
Thirteen is trying to augur the word of Myrkul through a flock of kettling vultures.
Mauric is climbing through the trees on the edge of the woods, looking for wild eggs.
Loriche is making a bunch of random stuff, just for fun.
Riotan is back.
Yod is doing more vision exercises.
Malafasa is looking for something to do.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Thirteen is trying to augur the word of Myrkul through a flock of kettling vultures.
Mauric is climbing through the trees on the edge of the woods, looking for wild eggs.
Loriche is making a bunch of random stuff, just for fun.
Riotan is back.
Yod is doing more vision exercises.
Malafasa is looking for something to do.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*babe i just responded, dw*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*all good. love you*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Thirteen is staring up at the circling birds, plumes of smoke trailing from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.
*why do you do this to me*
He quickly follows them.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.