Theren is sitting in his garden, sipping some coffee and looking exhausted.
X is munching on a cinnamon roll while sitting on a roof, kicking his legs and jealously watching couples.
Leo is irritated as he fixes Festus's brand new wings, grumbling about bad calibrations.
Isaac walks over to Leo as his bird circles overhead “what seems to be the issue?”
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Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
Zazabell is outside, dressed in a red leather jacket that nearly sweeps the ground that is paired with a pair of black dress pant, a black dress shirt, and a red vest. They are stalking a target of theirs, humming happily as they do.
Bluebell stalks the stalker, taking different forms to avoid detection, one minute a cat, the next a plant, the next a distant passerby, practically a ghost as they change what they are.
Zazabell is outside, dressed in a red leather jacket that nearly sweeps the ground that is paired with a pair of black dress pant, a black dress shirt, and a red vest. They are stalking a target of theirs, humming happily as they do.
They see Gravedigger observing a little ways away
The repo-devil is leaning on their scythe, grinning as they watch the human male meander about.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Zazabell is outside, dressed in a red leather jacket that nearly sweeps the ground that is paired with a pair of black dress pant, a black dress shirt, and a red vest. They are stalking a target of theirs, humming happily as they do.
X watches them from a roof, tracking them.
The repo-devil is leaning on their scythe, grinning as they watch the human male meander about.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Zazabell is outside, dressed in a red leather jacket that nearly sweeps the ground that is paired with a pair of black dress pant, a black dress shirt, and a red vest. They are stalking a target of theirs, humming happily as they do.
They see Gravedigger observing a little ways away
The repo-devil is leaning on their scythe, grinning as they watch the human male meander about.
Gravedigger slowly starts to make his way over, trying to gauge what they are doing
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Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
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Isaac walks over to Leo as his bird circles overhead “what seems to be the issue?”
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
*Back*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Bluebell stalks the stalker, taking different forms to avoid detection, one minute a cat, the next a plant, the next a distant passerby, practically a ghost as they change what they are.
*Cut for Theren.*
“I’m gonna find somebody you’ll like… what do you like?” She tilts her head.
She watches them work, “I’m resting, but I’m not happy about it you know.”
He shrugs. "As long as shes got a good personality thats all that matters."
He sighs. "Look im tryna keep you safe ok?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She puts a thumb down, “Boring answer.” She holds the ice cream up to them again, “Have some.”
“Dear, I’m a soldier, I can handle myself.” She gestures them to come over.
*Heya Tarra.*
"Whaddya mean boring answer?" he complains, licking some ice cream.
He walks over.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*How're you doing?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“Everyone says good personality, you want more than that.” She says, rolling her eyes, “My other bro would’ve given the same answer.”
She kisses his cheek and pinches his neck, con save if you would.
*Tired, but happy I guess.*
*Ah. I hope you get less tired soon*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
He sighs. "i dunno then." he says, poking her arm.
CON: 9
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She smiles brightly at them, “Then we’re gonna find out.” She hugs them tight.
Well isn’t that interesting. He feels numb and drops like a sack of potatoes, “Told you, dear.”
*Thanks bud, how are you doing, mate?*
*Good. Sick but good*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"okay!" he says, ruffiling her hair.
Leo grumbles. "You pinched my nerves."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The repo-devil is leaning on their scythe, grinning as they watch the human male meander about.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The repo-devil is leaning on their scythe, grinning as they watch the human male meander about.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Gravedigger slowly starts to make his way over, trying to gauge what they are doing
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky