Thirteen is still communing with every higher being he can reach. He's currently in a trance in one of the chairs in the common room.
Mauric is on the roof, feeding birds and trying to get them to nest.
Loriche is waiting for customers.
Riotan is hanging around.
"Hssst! Wake up!"
Thirteen opens his eyes slowly, a bit confused.
Sat in thee air in front of them is Salem, the god they summoned. He's about 5'2, a wolfkind made entirely of shadow with pink-creme skeletal markings.
"Oh, hello." He nods politely.
"I'm here, finally. sorry about the delay."
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Thirteen is still communing with every higher being he can reach. He's currently in a trance in one of the chairs in the common room.
Mauric is on the roof, feeding birds and trying to get them to nest.
Loriche is waiting for customers.
Riotan is hanging around.
"Hssst! Wake up!"
Thirteen opens his eyes slowly, a bit confused.
Sat in thee air in front of them is Salem, the god they summoned. He's about 5'2, a wolfkind made entirely of shadow with pink-creme skeletal markings.
"Oh, hello." He nods politely.
"I'm here, finally. sorry about the delay."
"So what's your plan?"
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Well, not anything, yet, besides seeing your friend."
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"Interesting... A benign use of such an ability is quite rare." He cuts a slice of the pie and places it on his plate. "This is so exciting... magic was only used for war in my country. Anyone with the talent was drafted in a heartbeat."
The squire looks up. He processes for a second, then his eyes widen and he looks away. "Oh, gods... I... I should go." He stands up.
“We can fight, don’t get yourself confused, and we often do fight, but this is a restaurant, the only business we do here is providing people with meals.” She smiles again.
He puts his knife to their throat once it’s cooled down, “You ain’t goin’ nowhere, you gotta explain what the [gp] just happened.” He seems real serious about this “Why couldn’t I push ‘em out?”
"Understood." He nods appreciatively. "I'm glad you've used all these incredible talents for something so... nice. War isn't pretty, unfortunately." He tries the pie.
He stares at the knife. "Fine. I'll talk. But put the knife down." His eyes seem to flicker to a deep hunger and back. The same exact hunger Pimento heard in the voice.
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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.
"Interesting... A benign use of such an ability is quite rare." He cuts a slice of the pie and places it on his plate. "This is so exciting... magic was only used for war in my country. Anyone with the talent was drafted in a heartbeat."
The squire looks up. He processes for a second, then his eyes widen and he looks away. "Oh, gods... I... I should go." He stands up.
“We can fight, don’t get yourself confused, and we often do fight, but this is a restaurant, the only business we do here is providing people with meals.” She smiles again.
He puts his knife to their throat once it’s cooled down, “You ain’t goin’ nowhere, you gotta explain what the [gp] just happened.” He seems real serious about this “Why couldn’t I push ‘em out?”
"Understood." He nods appreciatively. "I'm glad you've used all these incredible talents for something so... nice. War isn't pretty, unfortunately." He tries the pie.
He stares at the knife. "Fine. I'll talk. But put the knife down." His eyes seem to flicker to a deep hunger and back. The same exact hunger Pimento heard in the voice.
*Oh Baalze, so good to see you, do you mind providing the information on Stugels again, I'll be introing my half Stugel soon.*
Just the way he likes, so much so it's eerie, the exact flavors he loves more than any other food, the crispiness to the heat, perfect. She bows, "Unfortunately it isn't."
He flicks the knife back closed, "Ya ain't tell me what ta do, better not lie." He waits for them to explain.
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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.'
"Understood." He nods appreciatively. "I'm glad you've used all these incredible talents for something so... nice. War isn't pretty, unfortunately." He tries the pie.
He stares at the knife. "Fine. I'll talk. But put the knife down." His eyes seem to flicker to a deep hunger and back. The same exact hunger Pimento heard in the voice.
*Oh Baalze, so good to see you, do you mind providing the information on Stugels again, I'll be introing my half Stugel soon.*
Just the way he likes, so much so it's eerie, the exact flavors he loves more than any other food, the crispiness to the heat, perfect. She bows, "Unfortunately it isn't."
He flicks the knife back closed, "Ya ain't tell me what ta do, better not lie." He waits for them to explain.
He pauses as he chews, then opens his coin purse and places some Hell Iron coins on the table.
"I mentioned the Tasting Beast before. Do you remember that?" He enunciates very clearly, doing his beast to make sure there are no misunderstandings. "It is akin to Cerberus, but if it were a planar ruler in and of itself. It is trapped beneath the Whipped Peaks, and is the ruler of Gourmet Hell."
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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.
"Understood." He nods appreciatively. "I'm glad you've used all these incredible talents for something so... nice. War isn't pretty, unfortunately." He tries the pie.
He stares at the knife. "Fine. I'll talk. But put the knife down." His eyes seem to flicker to a deep hunger and back. The same exact hunger Pimento heard in the voice.
*Oh Baalze, so good to see you, do you mind providing the information on Stugels again, I'll be introing my half Stugel soon.*
Just the way he likes, so much so it's eerie, the exact flavors he loves more than any other food, the crispiness to the heat, perfect. She bows, "Unfortunately it isn't."
He flicks the knife back closed, "Ya ain't tell me what ta do, better not lie." He waits for them to explain.
He pauses as he chews, then opens his coin purse and places some Hell Iron coins on the table.
"I mentioned the Tasting Beast before. Do you remember that?" He enunciates very clearly, doing his beast to make sure there are no misunderstandings. "It is akin to Cerberus, but if it were a planar ruler in and of itself. It is trapped beneath the Whipped Peaks, and is the ruler of Gourmet Hell."
*Thank you, I'll do something with this eventually.*
She looks at the coins, her eyes widening when she recognizes what they are, "You need not pay that much, sir."
"Gourmet hell? I knew ya were bonkers, but you're really nuts. Now you've exposed with Tasting Beast to me, which means unless the boss can expel a planar ruler, I'm [gp]ed." He puts his head in his hands, sighing and rubbing his temples.
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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.'
He pauses as he chews, then opens his coin purse and places some Hell Iron coins on the table.
"I mentioned the Tasting Beast before. Do you remember that?" He enunciates very clearly, doing his beast to make sure there are no misunderstandings. "It is akin to Cerberus, but if it were a planar ruler in and of itself. It is trapped beneath the Whipped Peaks, and is the ruler of Gourmet Hell."
*Thank you, I'll do something with this eventually.*
She looks at the coins, her eyes widening when she recognizes what they are, "You need not pay that much, sir."
"Gourmet hell? I knew ya were bonkers, but you're really nuts. Now you've exposed with Tasting Beast to me, which means unless the boss can expel a planar ruler, I'm [gp]ed." He puts his head in his hands, sighing and rubbing his temples.
"Anything less would be a crime, ma'am." He explains.
"Don't be so afraid... You're already perfect, my child..."Come the whispers again. "I'm sorry... I was trying to... I didn't mean to..." The Squire begins to hyperventilate.
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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.
*Here comes my first Stugel, this one's kinda long, sorry.*
Sitting above the coast is a cliff, strange in how it has grown to be that why, likely a result of the water crashing against the base of it, leading to the area above seeming to loom over the deep waters beneath. A house used to sit on that cliff, it was Old Victorian in appearance, two stories, very nice building, but all that sits there now, is a wreck, someone caused the house to burn to the ground, leaving nothing but ashes and the occasional piece of structure remaining.
Sitting in the middle of this destroyed building are two people, and only one of them is sitting there by choice. A tall... Stugel, and not tall for a Stugel, tall for a human, sitting in one of the chairs, somewhere over 6ft tall, broad shouldered with defined muscles, though he does have some visible chub. He's sitting in front of the other, his fluffy body has an ethereal blue hue, and spots in-between the fur that seem to be simply black, he's got ears with multiple points to them, some kind of hybrid, clearly. Blood drips from the person in front of him, as well as his hands. He's dressed in the attire of a working man, black jeans, a tight white t shirt, and suspenders that match the blue of his fur. He seems to be waiting for the person in front of him to wake up, and eventually, they do.
Nathaniel wakes up, last thing he remembers, he was hired to assassinate some boss of some infamous gang, and he couldn't probably done it too, if it weren't for the fact they turned out to be much stronger than first advertised. His body has been beaten so badly he went unconscious, and when he woke up he could only see out of one eye. He looks around the place, trying to move and finding himself tied up. The Stugel grabs him by the chin and they make eye contact, the Stugel's eyes the same color as his fur, with hints of deep purple. Then, Nathaniel recognizes where they are, he was sent here a few... what is it, ten years back to kill some weird family, a Gith, a Stugel and their kid, and he did it too, burned the place to the ground. Things start to click for him... 'Oh no... oh gods no...' the Stugel stands up from his chair, lighting a cigar and putting the lighter away as Nathan begins to smell something, and becomes more panic, some kind of gas all around them, the one he used to burn this house down, he's drenched in it. He tries to break out of the chair but can't as the Stugel begins walking away, tossing the cigar to the ground as it sets ablaze.
The Stugel doesn't hear his screams for long as he walks away.
He pauses as he chews, then opens his coin purse and places some Hell Iron coins on the table.
"I mentioned the Tasting Beast before. Do you remember that?" He enunciates very clearly, doing his beast to make sure there are no misunderstandings. "It is akin to Cerberus, but if it were a planar ruler in and of itself. It is trapped beneath the Whipped Peaks, and is the ruler of Gourmet Hell."
*Thank you, I'll do something with this eventually.*
She looks at the coins, her eyes widening when she recognizes what they are, "You need not pay that much, sir."
"Gourmet hell? I knew ya were bonkers, but you're really nuts. Now you've exposed with Tasting Beast to me, which means unless the boss can expel a planar ruler, I'm [gp]ed." He puts his head in his hands, sighing and rubbing his temples.
"Anything less would be a crime, ma'am." He explains.
"Don't be so afraid... You're already perfect, my child..."Come the whispers again. "I'm sorry... I was trying to... I didn't mean to..." The Squire begins to hyperventilate.
She smiles, "We can't take this, it would be robbing you, and we wouldn't do that unless you own us."
"You aren't allowed to panic right now, I can still hear the voices, and they slap away my power like it's nothin'." He looks back up to them, looking scared of what's going to happen.
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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.'
"Anything less would be a crime, ma'am." He explains.
"Don't be so afraid... You're already perfect, my child..."Come the whispers again. "I'm sorry... I was trying to... I didn't mean to..." The Squire begins to hyperventilate.
She smiles, "We can't take this, it would be robbing you, and we wouldn't do that unless you owe us."
"You aren't allowed to panic right now, I can still hear the voices, and they slap away my power like it's nothin'." He looks back up to them, looking scared of what's going to happen.
He nods and takes back all but one of the coins. "Will this do?"
"Don't yell at the boy... He's my favorite child, after all... Are you hungry, dear?" The bunny looks back, tears in his eyes. "I've... been trying to find a cure for ages. It's hungry, and so much stronger than anything I've seen before."
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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.
*Here comes my first Stugel, this one's kinda long, sorry.*
Sitting above the coast is a cliff, strange in how it has grown to be that why, likely a result of the water crashing against the base of it, leading to the area above seeming to loom over the deep waters beneath. A house used to sit on that cliff, it was Old Victorian in appearance, two stories, very nice building, but all that sits there now, is a wreck, someone caused the house to burn to the ground, leaving nothing but ashes and the occasional piece of structure remaining.
Sitting in the middle of this destroyed building are two people, and only one of them is sitting there by choice. A tall... Stugel, and not tall for a Stugel, tall for a human, sitting in one of the chairs, somewhere over 6ft tall, broad shouldered with defined muscles, though he does have some visible chub. He's sitting in front of the other, his fluffy body has an ethereal blue hue, and spots in-between the fur that seem to be simply black, he's got ears with multiple points to them, some kind of hybrid, clearly. Blood drips from the person in front of him, as well as his hands. He's dressed in the attire of a working man, black jeans, a tight white t shirt, and suspenders that match the blue of his fur. He seems to be waiting for the person in front of him to wake up, and eventually, they do.
Nathaniel wakes up, last thing he remembers, he was hired to assassinate some boss of some infamous gang, and he couldn't probably done it too, if it weren't for the fact they turned out to be much stronger than first advertised. His body has been beaten so badly he went unconscious, and when he woke up he could only see out of one eye. He looks around the place, trying to move and finding himself tied up. The Stugel grabs him by the chin and they make eye contact, the Stugel's eyes the same color as his fur, with hints of deep purple. Then, Nathaniel recognizes where they are, he was sent here a few... what is it, ten years back to kill some weird family, a Gith, a Stugel and their kid, and he did it too, burned the place to the ground. Things start to click for him... 'Oh no... oh gods no...' the Stugel stands up from his chair, lighting a cigar and putting the lighter away as Nathan begins to smell something, and becomes more panic, some kind of gas all around them, the one he used to burn this house down, he's drenched in it. He tries to break out of the chair but can't as the Stugel begins walking away, tossing the cigar to the ground as it sets ablaze.
The Stugel doesn't hear his screams for long.
*Noice*
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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.
*Here comes my first Stugel, this one's kinda long, sorry.*
Sitting above the coast is a cliff, strange in how it has grown to be that why, likely a result of the water crashing against the base of it, leading to the area above seeming to loom over the deep waters beneath. A house used to sit on that cliff, it was Old Victorian in appearance, two stories, very nice building, but all that sits there now, is a wreck, someone caused the house to burn to the ground, leaving nothing but ashes and the occasional piece of structure remaining.
Sitting in the middle of this destroyed building are two people, and only one of them is sitting there by choice. A tall... Stugel, and not tall for a Stugel, tall for a human, sitting in one of the chairs, somewhere over 6ft tall, broad shouldered with defined muscles, though he does have some visible chub. He's sitting in front of the other, his fluffy body has an ethereal blue hue, and spots in-between the fur that seem to be simply black, he's got ears with multiple points to them, some kind of hybrid, clearly. Blood drips from the person in front of him, as well as his hands. He's dressed in the attire of a working man, black jeans, a tight white t shirt, and suspenders that match the blue of his fur. He seems to be waiting for the person in front of him to wake up, and eventually, they do.
Nathaniel wakes up, last thing he remembers, he was hired to assassinate some boss of some infamous gang, and he couldn't probably done it too, if it weren't for the fact they turned out to be much stronger than first advertised. His body has been beaten so badly he went unconscious, and when he woke up he could only see out of one eye. He looks around the place, trying to move and finding himself tied up. The Stugel grabs him by the chin and they make eye contact, the Stugel's eyes the same color as his fur, with hints of deep purple. Then, Nathaniel recognizes where they are, he was sent here a few... what is it, ten years back to kill some weird family, a Gith, a Stugel and their kid, and he did it too, burned the place to the ground. Things start to click for him... 'Oh no... oh gods no...' the Stugel stands up from his chair, lighting a cigar and putting the lighter away as Nathan begins to smell something, and becomes more panic, some kind of gas all around them, the one he used to burn this house down, he's drenched in it. He tries to break out of the chair but can't as the Stugel begins walking away, tossing the cigar to the ground as it sets ablaze.
The Stugel doesn't hear his screams for long.
*Noice*
*Thank you, didn't expect it to be so long, but I just kept writing.*
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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 safe man. Don't worry about us. Just worry about yourself.*
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'm here, finally. sorry about the delay."
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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
"So what's your plan?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Well, not anything, yet, besides seeing your friend."
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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 just got a death message in my pm*
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Claimed by SilverRaccoon3
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*… You need to do something about that, report it, idk.*
*Anyway, not gonna be on much until afternoon, don’t know when, I’ve got starr testing.*
"Understood." He nods appreciatively. "I'm glad you've used all these incredible talents for something so... nice. War isn't pretty, unfortunately." He tries the pie.
He stares at the knife. "Fine. I'll talk. But put the knife down." His eyes seem to flicker to a deep hunger and back. The same exact hunger Pimento heard in the voice.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Oh Baalze, so good to see you, do you mind providing the information on Stugels again, I'll be introing my half Stugel soon.*
Just the way he likes, so much so it's eerie, the exact flavors he loves more than any other food, the crispiness to the heat, perfect. She bows, "Unfortunately it isn't."
He flicks the knife back closed, "Ya ain't tell me what ta do, better not lie." He waits for them to explain.
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.)
*Here you go!*
He pauses as he chews, then opens his coin purse and places some Hell Iron coins on the table.
"I mentioned the Tasting Beast before. Do you remember that?" He enunciates very clearly, doing his beast to make sure there are no misunderstandings. "It is akin to Cerberus, but if it were a planar ruler in and of itself. It is trapped beneath the Whipped Peaks, and is the ruler of Gourmet Hell."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Thank you, I'll do something with this eventually.*
She looks at the coins, her eyes widening when she recognizes what they are, "You need not pay that much, sir."
"Gourmet hell? I knew ya were bonkers, but you're really nuts. Now you've exposed with Tasting Beast to me, which means unless the boss can expel a planar ruler, I'm [gp]ed." He puts his head in his hands, sighing and rubbing his temples.
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 did*
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Claimed by SilverRaccoon3
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*Stay safe, dude.*
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.)
*they just keep making alts*
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Claimed by SilverRaccoon3
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"Anything less would be a crime, ma'am." He explains.
"Don't be so afraid... You're already perfect, my child..." Come the whispers again. "I'm sorry... I was trying to... I didn't mean to..." The Squire begins to hyperventilate.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Here comes my first Stugel, this one's kinda long, sorry.*
Sitting above the coast is a cliff, strange in how it has grown to be that why, likely a result of the water crashing against the base of it, leading to the area above seeming to loom over the deep waters beneath. A house used to sit on that cliff, it was Old Victorian in appearance, two stories, very nice building, but all that sits there now, is a wreck, someone caused the house to burn to the ground, leaving nothing but ashes and the occasional piece of structure remaining.
Sitting in the middle of this destroyed building are two people, and only one of them is sitting there by choice. A tall... Stugel, and not tall for a Stugel, tall for a human, sitting in one of the chairs, somewhere over 6ft tall, broad shouldered with defined muscles, though he does have some visible chub. He's sitting in front of the other, his fluffy body has an ethereal blue hue, and spots in-between the fur that seem to be simply black, he's got ears with multiple points to them, some kind of hybrid, clearly. Blood drips from the person in front of him, as well as his hands. He's dressed in the attire of a working man, black jeans, a tight white t shirt, and suspenders that match the blue of his fur. He seems to be waiting for the person in front of him to wake up, and eventually, they do.
Nathaniel wakes up, last thing he remembers, he was hired to assassinate some boss of some infamous gang, and he couldn't probably done it too, if it weren't for the fact they turned out to be much stronger than first advertised. His body has been beaten so badly he went unconscious, and when he woke up he could only see out of one eye. He looks around the place, trying to move and finding himself tied up. The Stugel grabs him by the chin and they make eye contact, the Stugel's eyes the same color as his fur, with hints of deep purple. Then, Nathaniel recognizes where they are, he was sent here a few... what is it, ten years back to kill some weird family, a Gith, a Stugel and their kid, and he did it too, burned the place to the ground. Things start to click for him... 'Oh no... oh gods no...' the Stugel stands up from his chair, lighting a cigar and putting the lighter away as Nathan begins to smell something, and becomes more panic, some kind of gas all around them, the one he used to burn this house down, he's drenched in it. He tries to break out of the chair but can't as the Stugel begins walking away, tossing the cigar to the ground as it sets ablaze.
The Stugel doesn't hear his screams for long as he walks away.
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.)
She smiles, "We can't take this, it would be robbing you, and we wouldn't do that unless you own us."
"You aren't allowed to panic right now, I can still hear the voices, and they slap away my power like it's nothin'." He looks back up to them, looking scared of what's going to happen.
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 and takes back all but one of the coins. "Will this do?"
"Don't yell at the boy... He's my favorite child, after all... Are you hungry, dear?" The bunny looks back, tears in his eyes. "I've... been trying to find a cure for ages. It's hungry, and so much stronger than anything I've seen before."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Noice*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Thank you, didn't expect it to be so long, but I just kept writing.*
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.)