“You don’t know that.” He takes them inside, sitting them in the living room.
His eyes seem to smile at them, speaking with a prominent Bayou accent for his heavy voice “Ya lost, pretty girly?”
The taste explodes in her mouth, it’s more than she could have ever expected, more than she could have known would come in her endless years of immortality. It goes beyond being a good soup.
She crosses her arms, huffing
"Nuhuh." she blushes a bit
She takes a moment, letting out a silent 'wow', analyzing the flavor.
He gets Saphuno and Antonio, the latter rather confused what’s up, especially so when he sees Domino, sitting next to them.
“Well, then how’d ya find yer way out here?” He asks, curious.
Savory like any soup should be, the texture just right, with veges and meats and anything that could be asked for.
"What now?" Saphuno looks concerned.
Domino just sits there.
"I heard your machiney thingie!"
"This... is incredible..."
“Domino thinks she’s pregnant.” He sits down on the couch, holding his head in his hands.
He nods, looking down at his sharpening tool, “Do you want ta examine it?”
He chuckles “I was hoping you would think that, took all my years of experience to get it right.”
"Oh..." she sighs, fluttering her lips
"Sure!" she stands up eagerly, coming to look clsoer at it
"It was worth the wait.." she smiles and starts to eat it slowly, savoring it
“Following right in our footsteps, and I’ve gotta say, I’m a little disappointed that they did.”
It seems similar to a grindstone, though moved by the strength of the man, built with his massive cleaver in mind.
He smiles back at them, sitting down and resting in his recliner, closing his eyes as he reclines.
"Me too.. The one thing I didn't want for you two, and..." a tear drips down her face
"What if I'm not though? I might not be!"
"Wow, it's so big... Can it work on this?" she holds up her sword, rusty and dull
When she's done, she comes to sit in his lap, smiling at him appreciatively.
Damian reaches out to take Saphuno’s hand as Antonio happens to do the same with Domino. He sighs, “If you aren’t, you better not try again. If you are…”
He stops sharpening his cleaver. He puts it down beside him, cracking the wooden floor, he begins to work on the sword, a much shorter process with a much smaller weapon.
He wraps his arms around them, protective walls of his love surrounding them, “I’m happy you liked it. I should’ve given it to you on my birthday.”
“You don’t know that.” He takes them inside, sitting them in the living room.
His eyes seem to smile at them, speaking with a prominent Bayou accent for his heavy voice “Ya lost, pretty girly?”
The taste explodes in her mouth, it’s more than she could have ever expected, more than she could have known would come in her endless years of immortality. It goes beyond being a good soup.
She crosses her arms, huffing
"Nuhuh." she blushes a bit
She takes a moment, letting out a silent 'wow', analyzing the flavor.
He gets Saphuno and Antonio, the latter rather confused what’s up, especially so when he sees Domino, sitting next to them.
“Well, then how’d ya find yer way out here?” He asks, curious.
Savory like any soup should be, the texture just right, with veges and meats and anything that could be asked for.
"What now?" Saphuno looks concerned.
Domino just sits there.
"I heard your machiney thingie!"
"This... is incredible..."
“Domino thinks she’s pregnant.” He sits down on the couch, holding his head in his hands.
He nods, looking down at his sharpening tool, “Do you want ta examine it?”
He chuckles “I was hoping you would think that, took all my years of experience to get it right.”
"Oh..." she sighs, fluttering her lips
"Sure!" she stands up eagerly, coming to look clsoer at it
"It was worth the wait.." she smiles and starts to eat it slowly, savoring it
“Following right in our footsteps, and I’ve gotta say, I’m a little disappointed that they did.”
It seems similar to a grindstone, though moved by the strength of the man, built with his massive cleaver in mind.
He smiles back at them, sitting down and resting in his recliner, closing his eyes as he reclines.
"Me too.. The one thing I didn't want for you two, and..." a tear drips down her face
"What if I'm not though? I might not be!"
"Wow, it's so big... Can it work on this?" she holds up her sword, rusty and dull
When she's done, she comes to sit in his lap, smiling at him appreciatively.
Damian reaches out to take Saphuno’s hand as Antonio happens to do the same with Domino. He sighs, “If you aren’t, you better not try again. If you are…”
He stops sharpening his cleaver. He puts it down beside him, cracking the wooden floor, he begins to work on the sword, a much shorter process with a much smaller weapon.
He wraps his arms around them, protective walls of his love surrounding them, “I’m happy you liked it. I should’ve given it to you on my birthday.”
She squeezes his hand, swallowing
"If I am, then what?!"
She watches, intrigued
"Birth...day?..." she looks confused, looking up at him
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“Well, then there isn’t much we can do, we didn’t want this, but if you are going to be a mother, try to get married first.” He holds hers tightly, “We really, really didn’t want this for you.”
The rust and dullness are eventually freed from the blade, and he hands it back to them, now in pristine condition.
“You don’t know what a birthday is? I’ve got some work to do, if I could give you any gift, what would it be?”
“Well, then there isn’t much we can do, we didn’t want this, but if you are going to be a mother, try to get married first.” He holds hers tightly, “We really, really didn’t want this for you.”
The rust and dullness are eventually freed from the blade, and he hands it back to them, now in pristine condition.
“You don’t know what a birthday is? I’ve got some work to do, if I could give you any gift, what would it be?”
Saphuno stays silent, shameful
"Yeah, sure, whatever." she throws her paws up and stands angrily
Her eyes light up and she stares at it, running a claw across the blade. "Thank you, so much!"
"It's like... the day of the year you became alive. You already had yours?..."
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“Well, then there isn’t much we can do, we didn’t want this, but if you are going to be a mother, try to get married first.” He holds hers tightly, “We really, really didn’t want this for you.”
The rust and dullness are eventually freed from the blade, and he hands it back to them, now in pristine condition.
“You don’t know what a birthday is? I’ve got some work to do, if I could give you any gift, what would it be?”
Saphuno stays silent, shameful
"Yeah, sure, whatever." she throws her paws up and stands angrily
Her eyes light up and she stares at it, running a claw across the blade. "Thank you, so much!"
"It's like... the day of the year you became alive. You already had yours?..."
He looks up to them, not frowning but not smiling either, “I just didn’t want you making the same choices we did, I know I probably can’t change your opinion now. We love you Domino, and only want what’s best.”
He nods, getting out of his stool as he stands up, “Would ya like some good eatin’, pretty?”
“Yeah, I did, is that an issue?” He asks, a little concerned about what they may be thinking..
“Well, then there isn’t much we can do, we didn’t want this, but if you are going to be a mother, try to get married first.” He holds hers tightly, “We really, really didn’t want this for you.”
The rust and dullness are eventually freed from the blade, and he hands it back to them, now in pristine condition.
“You don’t know what a birthday is? I’ve got some work to do, if I could give you any gift, what would it be?”
Saphuno stays silent, shameful
"Yeah, sure, whatever." she throws her paws up and stands angrily
Her eyes light up and she stares at it, running a claw across the blade. "Thank you, so much!"
"It's like... the day of the year you became alive. You already had yours?..."
He looks up to them, not frowning but not smiling either, “I just didn’t want you making the same choices we did, I know I probably can’t change your opinion now. We love you Domino, and only want what’s best.”
He nods, getting out of his stool as he stands up, “Would ya like some good eatin’, pretty?”
“Yeah, I did, is that an issue?” He asks, a little concerned about what they may be thinking..
"So hypocritical, Jesus christ." she walks away, yelling
She sheaths the sword. "I could eat!"
"You didn't even tell me? What the hell?!"
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“Well, then there isn’t much we can do, we didn’t want this, but if you are going to be a mother, try to get married first.” He holds hers tightly, “We really, really didn’t want this for you.”
The rust and dullness are eventually freed from the blade, and he hands it back to them, now in pristine condition.
“You don’t know what a birthday is? I’ve got some work to do, if I could give you any gift, what would it be?”
Saphuno stays silent, shameful
"Yeah, sure, whatever." she throws her paws up and stands angrily
Her eyes light up and she stares at it, running a claw across the blade. "Thank you, so much!"
"It's like... the day of the year you became alive. You already had yours?..."
He looks up to them, not frowning but not smiling either, “I just didn’t want you making the same choices we did, I know I probably can’t change your opinion now. We love you Domino, and only want what’s best.”
He nods, getting out of his stool as he stands up, “Would ya like some good eatin’, pretty?”
“Yeah, I did, is that an issue?” He asks, a little concerned about what they may be thinking..
"So hypocritical, Jesus christ." she walks away, yelling
She sheaths the sword. "I could eat!"
"You didn't even tell me? What the hell?!"
Antonio follows a little after them while Damian pushes himself to his feet, hugging Saphuno.
He nods, walking over to an open fire, some soup boiling inside.
He flinches at the yelling at him, “I didn’t think it was very important, was it really?”
“Well, then there isn’t much we can do, we didn’t want this, but if you are going to be a mother, try to get married first.” He holds hers tightly, “We really, really didn’t want this for you.”
The rust and dullness are eventually freed from the blade, and he hands it back to them, now in pristine condition.
“You don’t know what a birthday is? I’ve got some work to do, if I could give you any gift, what would it be?”
Saphuno stays silent, shameful
"Yeah, sure, whatever." she throws her paws up and stands angrily
Her eyes light up and she stares at it, running a claw across the blade. "Thank you, so much!"
"It's like... the day of the year you became alive. You already had yours?..."
He looks up to them, not frowning but not smiling either, “I just didn’t want you making the same choices we did, I know I probably can’t change your opinion now. We love you Domino, and only want what’s best.”
He nods, getting out of his stool as he stands up, “Would ya like some good eatin’, pretty?”
“Yeah, I did, is that an issue?” He asks, a little concerned about what they may be thinking..
"So hypocritical, Jesus christ." she walks away, yelling
She sheaths the sword. "I could eat!"
"You didn't even tell me? What the hell?!"
Antonio follows a little after them while Damian pushes himself to his feet, hugging Saphuno.
He nods, walking over to an open fire, some soup boiling inside.
He flinches at the yelling at him, “I didn’t think it was very important, was it really?”
She cries, hugging him tightly
She waddles over with him, looking into the pot
"I... I think so!" she crosses her arms
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“It’s okay, dear. She knows we love her, sometimes it’s best we just… don’t push it for now.”
An undefined substance bobs in the soup as he stirs the pot, “Careful with yer servin’, got some kick ta it.”
He pulls them close, “You don’t have to do anything for me, dear.”
"Yeah... I get it.."
"Spicy?... Weemin no do spicy..."
She runs a claw down his cheek. "Yes. I. Do~"
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“It’s okay, dear. She knows we love her, sometimes it’s best we just… don’t push it for now.”
An undefined substance bobs in the soup as he stirs the pot, “Careful with yer servin’, got some kick ta it.”
He pulls them close, “You don’t have to do anything for me, dear.”
"Yeah... I get it.."
"Spicy?... Weemin no do spicy..."
She runs a claw down his cheek. "Yes. I. Do~"
He rubs their back, “Just try to calm yourself down, I’m here for you, now and always.”
He shakes his head, “Ain’t like that but… ya’ll see.” He holds up a spoonful of the soup to their lips, “Pucker up, buttercup.”
He smiles just a bit before shaking his head, pulling their chest against his, “Dear, only if you want to.”
She wraps his legs around him, sighing
She opens her mouth with an "aaahh"
"I do, if you do." she smirks
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Neave is in the shadows, looking mysterious as usual.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
*Since no one's here, let me properly intro my Bayou bumkin.*
thump. Thump. THUMP. THUMP. CRUNCH. Blood sprays the forest floor as a massive, rusted and dulled cleaver comes down on the neck of a criminal, they attempt to block with their hands, but the blade crushes them along with the criminal's windpipe, blood spilling out of their mouth as they are knocked to the ground. Their Nightmare companion is paralyzed with a foreign feeling, FEAR. They attempt to get back up, but are continuously knocked to the ground until they aren't return to their feet at all, their eyes fill with that same fear as they attempt to curse their assailant, but they only succeed in choking on their own blood.
Their assailant wears a bag over their face, hiding all their features except for their piercing green eyes, the mountain of a man wielding the giant cleaver drags it against the ground as he approaches them, leaving a small ditch with the weight of the blade. They're tall and broad shouldered, built up all over with muscles, both his blade and himself speckled with the blood of people like the person they're currently killing. Where their skin can be seen, its green, dark green, with scars along their body that stretch far and cut deep into their flesh. Bandages are loosely tied around the hilt of the blade, which has warped to perfectly fit their fingers where they holds it, so worn and covered in damage it just has been used for years without repairs. They bring up the blade over them as they place their foot on the back of the criminal to stop them from running anymore. He swings down, and a sound rings out throughout the forest as the ground shakes from the blow.
X is still recovering from his transplant. Pain occasionally flaring in his back.
Leo is making some coffee, shuffling around his kitchen tiredly.
*Mornin', introed a new character, and you get to see them now.*
Waka has driven everyone back. Tresa and Waka have stayed to comfort X, though currently only Waka is with them while Tresa trains with the captain, getting some good lessons.
They can hear the sound of something dragging against the ground outside of their home. Ana is in bed, growing more tired with each day, and reading a book when she hears the dragging.
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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.'
X is still recovering from his transplant. Pain occasionally flaring in his back.
Leo is making some coffee, shuffling around his kitchen tiredly.
*Mornin', introed a new character, and you get to see them now.*
Waka has driven everyone back. Tresa and Waka have stayed to comfort X, though currently only Waka is with them while Tresa trains with the captain, getting some good lessons.
They can hear the sound of something dragging against the ground outside of their home. Ana is in bed, growing more tired with each day, and reading a book when she hears the dragging.
*mkay*
X is facedown in bed, shirt still off. The sandy on his back glows as it continues to pair to X.
Leo turns to her. "Stay there." he mutters, grabbing a shortsword and peeking out the door
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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.
X is facedown in bed, shirt still off. The sandy on his back glows as it continues to pair to X.
Leo turns to her. "Stay there." he mutters, grabbing a shortsword and peeking out the door
Waka sits down next to the bed, holding X's hand comfortingly, looking down to him, running a hand through their hair, "X? Are you awake?"
She nods, closing her book and grabbing her Arbalest. They see a mountain of a man, walking with his giant cleaver dragging into the dirt, making a small ditch. They stop when they hear the door open slightly.
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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.'
Damian reaches out to take Saphuno’s hand as Antonio happens to do the same with Domino. He sighs, “If you aren’t, you better not try again. If you are…”
He stops sharpening his cleaver. He puts it down beside him, cracking the wooden floor, he begins to work on the sword, a much shorter process with a much smaller weapon.
He wraps his arms around them, protective walls of his love surrounding them, “I’m happy you liked it. I should’ve given it to you on my birthday.”
She squeezes his hand, swallowing
"If I am, then what?!"
She watches, intrigued
"Birth...day?..." she looks confused, looking up at him
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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
*Cut for Salem.*
“Well, then there isn’t much we can do, we didn’t want this, but if you are going to be a mother, try to get married first.” He holds hers tightly, “We really, really didn’t want this for you.”
The rust and dullness are eventually freed from the blade, and he hands it back to them, now in pristine condition.
“You don’t know what a birthday is? I’ve got some work to do, if I could give you any gift, what would it be?”
Saphuno stays silent, shameful
"Yeah, sure, whatever." she throws her paws up and stands angrily
Her eyes light up and she stares at it, running a claw across the blade. "Thank you, so much!"
"It's like... the day of the year you became alive. You already had yours?..."
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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
He looks up to them, not frowning but not smiling either, “I just didn’t want you making the same choices we did, I know I probably can’t change your opinion now. We love you Domino, and only want what’s best.”
He nods, getting out of his stool as he stands up, “Would ya like some good eatin’, pretty?”
“Yeah, I did, is that an issue?” He asks, a little concerned about what they may be thinking..
"So hypocritical, Jesus christ." she walks away, yelling
She sheaths the sword. "I could eat!"
"You didn't even tell me? What the hell?!"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>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
Antonio follows a little after them while Damian pushes himself to his feet, hugging Saphuno.
He nods, walking over to an open fire, some soup boiling inside.
He flinches at the yelling at him, “I didn’t think it was very important, was it really?”
She cries, hugging him tightly
She waddles over with him, looking into the pot
"I... I think so!" she crosses her arms
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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
*Cut for Salem.*
“It’s okay, dear. She knows we love her, sometimes it’s best we just… don’t push it for now.”
An undefined substance bobs in the soup as he stirs the pot, “Careful with yer servin’, got some kick ta it.”
He pulls them close, “You don’t have to do anything for me, dear.”
"Yeah... I get it.."
"Spicy?... Weemin no do spicy..."
She runs a claw down his cheek. "Yes. I. Do~"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>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
He rubs their back, “Just try to calm yourself down, I’m here for you, now and always.”
He shakes his head, “Ain’t like that but… ya’ll see.” He holds up a spoonful of the soup to their lips, “Pucker up, buttercup.”
He smiles just a bit before shaking his head, pulling their chest against his, “Dear, only if you want to.”
She wraps his legs around him, sighing
She opens her mouth with an "aaahh"
"I do, if you do." she smirks
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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
*Gtg soon.*
He leans against them, holding them tightly, giving them a kiss on the cheek.
He puts the spoon all the way in their mouth, the flavors immediately popping as some kind of something boosts the flavor.
“You know I want to any time you ask.” He pulls their face to his, kissing them happily.
Kal is adding even more spikes to Xero.
Neave is in the shadows, looking mysterious as usual.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
I like cheese.
*Mornin’ ta anybody that may or may not be around here. The day of my leaving is tomorrow, unfortunately.*
*Since no one's here, let me properly intro my Bayou bumkin.*
thump. Thump. THUMP. THUMP. CRUNCH. Blood sprays the forest floor as a massive, rusted and dulled cleaver comes down on the neck of a criminal, they attempt to block with their hands, but the blade crushes them along with the criminal's windpipe, blood spilling out of their mouth as they are knocked to the ground. Their Nightmare companion is paralyzed with a foreign feeling, FEAR. They attempt to get back up, but are continuously knocked to the ground until they aren't return to their feet at all, their eyes fill with that same fear as they attempt to curse their assailant, but they only succeed in choking on their own blood.
Their assailant wears a bag over their face, hiding all their features except for their piercing green eyes, the mountain of a man wielding the giant cleaver drags it against the ground as he approaches them, leaving a small ditch with the weight of the blade. They're tall and broad shouldered, built up all over with muscles, both his blade and himself speckled with the blood of people like the person they're currently killing. Where their skin can be seen, its green, dark green, with scars along their body that stretch far and cut deep into their flesh. Bandages are loosely tied around the hilt of the blade, which has warped to perfectly fit their fingers where they holds it, so worn and covered in damage it just has been used for years without repairs. They bring up the blade over them as they place their foot on the back of the criminal to stop them from running anymore. He swings down, and a sound rings out throughout the forest as the ground shakes from the blow.
A wet CRUNCH. And then silence.
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.)
*Mornin*
X is still recovering from his transplant. Pain occasionally flaring in his back.
Leo is making some coffee, shuffling around his kitchen tiredly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Mornin', introed a new character, and you get to see them now.*
Waka has driven everyone back. Tresa and Waka have stayed to comfort X, though currently only Waka is with them while Tresa trains with the captain, getting some good lessons.
They can hear the sound of something dragging against the ground outside of their home. Ana is in bed, growing more tired with each day, and reading a book when she hears the dragging.
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.)
*mkay*
X is facedown in bed, shirt still off. The sandy on his back glows as it continues to pair to X.
Leo turns to her. "Stay there." he mutters, grabbing a shortsword and peeking out the door
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Waka sits down next to the bed, holding X's hand comfortingly, looking down to him, running a hand through their hair, "X? Are you awake?"
She nods, closing her book and grabbing her Arbalest. They see a mountain of a man, walking with his giant cleaver dragging into the dirt, making a small ditch. They stop when they hear the door open slightly.
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.)