"I...ah...im from a place called The Forest of Dreams. Its...its exhausting to travel." he answers their questions as quick as he can
He nods and continues to make them something.
She separates after a moment, leaning against their chest, "Wish I could pay you back somehow."
After a bit Merabelle gets the kids to settle down, "If yer exhausted ya can rest here a while. Think I heard o' the forest o' Dreams, though I ain't been."
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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...ah...im from a place called The Forest of Dreams. Its...its exhausting to travel." he answers their questions as quick as he can
He nods and continues to make them something.
She separates after a moment, leaning against their chest, "Wish I could pay you back somehow."
After a bit Merabelle gets the kids to settle down, "If yer exhausted ya can rest here a while. Think I heard o' the forest o' Dreams, though I ain't been."
Theren just sits on the counter and watches.
"Your my wife, thats enough honey."
"We dont like outsiders there much..." he mumbles
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*-pulls out everything shiny- One more flap closer and the shiny things will be destoryed!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He walks into the kitchen and begins to cook.
It begins to sink in, becoming akin to her clothes, absorbing it as she sighs happily, "You are the best husband ever."
She doesn't look back, letting them inside and whistling for the kids.
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.)
*......ooooooh shiny cancels summoning*
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Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
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"Anything i can do to help?"
"I do my best." he says, raising his goggles to his forehead. There is a goofy smile on his face.
Heath just stands there awkwardly, shuffling his feet
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Nope, I've got this, what do you want to eat?"
She grabs the kids of their face and kisses that smile of theirs, holding it for as long as she possibly can.
The orphanages swarm Heath, asking him all sorts of questions, where he's from, what its like to travel, so on and so forth.
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.)
"Whatever you feel like cookin."
He smiles and melts into the kiss.
"I...ah...im from a place called The Forest of Dreams. Its...its exhausting to travel." he answers their questions as quick as he can
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*haha!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He nods and continues to make them something.
She separates after a moment, leaning against their chest, "Wish I could pay you back somehow."
After a bit Merabelle gets the kids to settle down, "If yer exhausted ya can rest here a while. Think I heard o' the forest o' Dreams, though I ain't been."
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 let's make a deal*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
Theren just sits on the counter and watches.
"Your my wife, thats enough honey."
"We dont like outsiders there much..." he mumbles
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
After a while, he puts down a steaming hot breakfast burrito, that smell amazing.
She gives him another kiss, "If you say so, dear."
She scoffs, putting her hands on her hips "Why ya talk like ya did somethin' wrong, sweetheart?"
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.)
*Im listening*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Thanks dude." he says, munching on it.
He smiles happily.
"My father...he sent me away for safety...there was an uprising there..." he says quietly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I'll give you the codes to Jester's treasure vault in exchange you give me one of those puppets you have there*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
He sits down next to them, reaching into his pocket, "Wanna have a god in a bottle?"
She pulls them to lay on top of her on the couch, smiling at them.
She frowns, cracking her neck, "Well, yer safe here with me, I can promise ya that."
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.)
"Im sorry?" he asks
He smiles happily.
"Can you be so sure?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He pulls out a small bottle, spilling with divine power "A god in a bottle."
She rubs their back, nuzzling them close.
"I'm more sure than anybody else, I can get ya food, security, an' anythin' ya need."
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.)
"How did you...?"
He sighs, sleepy.
"I have security..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Trapped in my soul, I died and my brother got it out."
She runs a hand through their hair, "Are you tired?"
"Ya say that like it ain't security ya want. What do ya want?"
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.)
"Huh...cool?"
"yeah, just a bit."
"I want my dad back...." he says softly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.