"Stay here." he says before quickly appearing behind the person, gun to their back. "Scream and your dead." he whispers
She rubs their back, turning their face to kiss them for a moment.
They sigh, putting their hands up as to show they've got nothing on them. Tresa stays where she was. The voice is modified to not identify "I'm dead either way, aren't I?"
He kisses her osftly.
"Come and have a seat." he says, leading them to their booth. "And turn off your voice mod choom."
She pulls back after a moment, "I love you, Leo."
They sit down, turning off their voice mod, and simply not speaking. Tresa nods to X, assuming assassin.
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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.'
*Soft, gentle boi who is actually a fiendish abomination that mimics people in an attempt to act as a societal parasite, bringing comfort and stimulation in trade for food and shelter.*
*He's not super convincing, but he's nice enough that people don't really notice.*
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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.
"Stay here." he says before quickly appearing behind the person, gun to their back. "Scream and your dead." he whispers
She rubs their back, turning their face to kiss them for a moment.
They sigh, putting their hands up as to show they've got nothing on them. Tresa stays where she was. The voice is modified to not identify "I'm dead either way, aren't I?"
He kisses her osftly.
"Come and have a seat." he says, leading them to their booth. "And turn off your voice mod choom."
She pulls back after a moment, "I love you, Leo."
They sit down, turning off their voice mod, and simply not speaking. Tresa nods to X, assuming assassin.
"I love you too."
"Now, go ahead and tell us why your here." he says, pressing the gun more into their side
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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.
*Soft, gentle boi who is actually a fiendish abomination that mimics people in an attempt to act as a societal parasite, bringing comfort and stimulation in trade for food and shelter.*
*He's not super convincing, but he's nice enough that people don't really notice.*
*And the people that do notice are enjoying their presence too much to say anything. I have someone who would interact perfectly with them, because they are in a similar situation.*
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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.'
"Stay here." he says before quickly appearing behind the person, gun to their back. "Scream and your dead." he whispers
She rubs their back, turning their face to kiss them for a moment.
They sigh, putting their hands up as to show they've got nothing on them. Tresa stays where she was. The voice is modified to not identify "I'm dead either way, aren't I?"
He kisses her osftly.
"Come and have a seat." he says, leading them to their booth. "And turn off your voice mod choom."
She pulls back after a moment, "I love you, Leo."
They sit down, turning off their voice mod, and simply not speaking. Tresa nods to X, assuming assassin.
"I love you too."
"Now, go ahead and tell us why your here." he says, pressing the gun more into their side
"I love you more." She sighs "What're you working on?"
She grunts, beginning to speak, "I am here to poison your food and kill the both of you when you leave."
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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.'
"Oh no, we can't have that." He shakes his head, "Dead bodies spoil any scene and it would solve nothing."
He turns back to them, the bloodshot eye seemingly growing angry, before calming himself down, still shaking violently.
"There we go. A calm head is always needed for this sort of situation." He taps his chin with a single, extended finger, "And you are absolutely certain that there's no chance of you recovering your original form?"
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
"Stay here." he says before quickly appearing behind the person, gun to their back. "Scream and your dead." he whispers
She rubs their back, turning their face to kiss them for a moment.
They sigh, putting their hands up as to show they've got nothing on them. Tresa stays where she was. The voice is modified to not identify "I'm dead either way, aren't I?"
He kisses her osftly.
"Come and have a seat." he says, leading them to their booth. "And turn off your voice mod choom."
She pulls back after a moment, "I love you, Leo."
They sit down, turning off their voice mod, and simply not speaking. Tresa nods to X, assuming assassin.
"I love you too."
"Now, go ahead and tell us why your here." he says, pressing the gun more into their side
"I love you more." She sighs "What're you working on?"
She grunts, beginning to speak, "I am here to poison your food and kill the both of you when you leave."
"New wings for Festus."
"Yeah, did a great job at that choom. Who ya working for?"
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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.
"Oh no, we can't have that." He shakes his head, "Dead bodies spoil any scene and it would solve nothing."
He turns back to them, the bloodshot eye seemingly growing angry, before calming himself down, still shaking violently.
"There we go. A calm head is always needed for this sort of situation." He taps his chin with a single, extended finger, "And you are absolutely certain that there's no chance of you recovering your original form?"
"If they haven't torn it apart or burned it to ash I can likely get my form back, as long as the brain is intact." The eye twitches along with the rest of the screen head, his entire existence is an abomination against any nature.
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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.'
*Soft, gentle boi who is actually a fiendish abomination that mimics people in an attempt to act as a societal parasite, bringing comfort and stimulation in trade for food and shelter.*
*He's not super convincing, but he's nice enough that people don't really notice.*
*Sounds more like mutualism than parasitism. Maybe commensalism but being a nice dude seems mutually beneficial to me."
"Oh no, we can't have that." He shakes his head, "Dead bodies spoil any scene and it would solve nothing."
He turns back to them, the bloodshot eye seemingly growing angry, before calming himself down, still shaking violently.
"There we go. A calm head is always needed for this sort of situation." He taps his chin with a single, extended finger, "And you are absolutely certain that there's no chance of you recovering your original form?"
"If they haven't torn it apart or burned it to ash I can likely get my form back, as long as the brain is intact." The eye twitches along with the rest of the screen head, his entire existence is an abomination against any nature.
"Oh no, we can't have that." He shakes his head, "Dead bodies spoil any scene and it would solve nothing."
He turns back to them, the bloodshot eye seemingly growing angry, before calming himself down, still shaking violently.
"There we go. A calm head is always needed for this sort of situation." He taps his chin with a single, extended finger, "And you are absolutely certain that there's no chance of you recovering your original form?"
"If they haven't torn it apart or burned it to ash I can likely get my form back, as long as the brain is intact." The eye twitches along with the rest of the screen head, his entire existence is an abomination against any nature.
"Do you know where your body might be kept?"
His arms go slack as the eye disappears, the screen becoming static as he seems to think.
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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.'
She pulls back after a moment, "I love you, Leo."
They sit down, turning off their voice mod, and simply not speaking. Tresa nods to X, assuming assassin.
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.)
He turns back to them, the bloodshot eye seemingly growing angry, before calming himself down, still shaking violently.
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.)
*Soft, gentle boi who is actually a fiendish abomination that mimics people in an attempt to act as a societal parasite, bringing comfort and stimulation in trade for food and shelter.*
*He's not super convincing, but he's nice enough that people don't really notice.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I love you too."
"Now, go ahead and tell us why your here." he says, pressing the gun more into their side
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*And the people that do notice are enjoying their presence too much to say anything. I have someone who would interact perfectly with them, because they are in a similar situation.*
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.)
"I love you more." She sighs "What're you working on?"
She grunts, beginning to speak, "I am here to poison your food and kill the both of you when you leave."
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.)
"There we go. A calm head is always needed for this sort of situation." He taps his chin with a single, extended finger, "And you are absolutely certain that there's no chance of you recovering your original form?"
Neave is in the shadows somewhere.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
"New wings for Festus."
"Yeah, did a great job at that choom. Who ya working for?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"If they haven't torn it apart or burned it to ash I can likely get my form back, as long as the brain is intact." The eye twitches along with the rest of the screen head, his entire existence is an abomination against any nature.
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.)
*Sounds more like mutualism than parasitism. Maybe commensalism but being a nice dude seems mutually beneficial to me."
"Good, he deserves them, he's been so good."
"I tell you, and you don't kill me, or I'm not telling you anything at all."
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.)
He nods/
"Im the one holding the cards muchacho. Tell me what i wanna hear, and i'll THINK about sparing your life."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(is anyone open atm?)
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'm free, making some stuff*
She smiles, "Is there any way I can help?"
"You hold some of the cards, you kill me and you know nothing more than what I've already told you, and I know that for a fact."
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.)
"Do you know where your body might be kept?"
"The schematics and math."
He sighs, firing a silent shot into their knee. "Start talking."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She nods, grabbing a pencil and looking at everything.
They get their teeth not to scream, looking over to them, "This is why people want to kill you, you [gp]!"
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.)
His arms go slack as the eye disappears, the screen becoming static as he seems to think.
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.)