Raphael is slowly getting better. For those who are entuned with interplanar knowledge (Sytsco, Lore, Tibus, Theren, Helios, Um... I think that's all) they know that the Angel will return on Friday.
Ihtros is enjoying some peace and quite in the rafters
Throden is sweeping the floors, again
Meroving is enjoying a nice thunder storm
Yossele is watching their master enjoy the aforementioned thunder storm
Lazarus is collecting good tree branches to whittle
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Raphael is slowly getting better. For those who are entuned with interplanar knowledge (Sytsco, Lore, Tibus, Theren, Helios, Um... I think that's all) they know that the Angel will return on Friday.
Ihtros is enjoying some peace and quite in the rafters
Throden is sweeping the floors, again
Meroving is enjoying a nice thunder storm
Yossele is watching their master enjoy the aforementioned thunder storm
Lazarus is collecting good tree branches to whittle
A man with short auburn hair and a pencil mustache stands before her. He smiles "Hello."
She looks up, cleaver dripping in blood. Her eyes are covered by the brim of her hat. "Hello." She wipes her hands and weapon on the newspapers.
*She does not have truesight, before you have to ask.*
He smiles and snaps his fingers, a chair forming. "I'm curious as to why you are here." (Does she have any sort of abilities that block someone from seeing inside their mind?)
As to Oswald, He is going to find something within his office. It is a Arcane core forged housed in a brass casing. It seems to be left on his desk with a small note.
*Nope, but she cannot be transmuted except by Crie himself if that does anything.*
She moves to stand between him in the pram. "Why does it matter?"
Oswald reads the note.
(Then I am going to need a WIS save) "Nothing important, just my hunger for knowledge leads me to do things and ask things I really shouldn't." He chuckles. "Forgive me for not using my manners, my name is Nash Finch."
'For you.' is it all it says by the penmanship is very clear someone who learned cursive.
*I personally do not believe a +2 is gonna cut it for this, but just in case: 20* (She's questioning whether or not he's a threat to Thomas, the toddler in the pram. She is more than willing to kill for her son, and doesn't care if he's a threat to her at all.)
"Lenore."
Oswald picks it up and leaves a note in return: 'To whoever entered my office without permission: come talk to me face to face or I will personally throw your gift into the sun. -Oswald Grouper'
Raphael is slowly getting better. For those who are entuned with interplanar knowledge (Sytsco, Lore, Tibus, Theren, Helios, Um... I think that's all) they know that the Angel will return on Friday.
Ihtros is enjoying some peace and quite in the rafters
Throden is sweeping the floors, again
Meroving is enjoying a nice thunder storm
Yossele is watching their master enjoy the aforementioned thunder storm
Lazarus is collecting good tree branches to whittle
*OOOOOOOH! Raphael is gonna be back :D*
*The way outer planars, like devils and demons and angels and archons, work in dnd lore is if they die outside of their home plane, they 'respawn'*
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Kelipso, deciding to be himself today, had choose to dress in a fishnet shirt that allowed him to show off his chest surgery scars with pride, black croptop with stitched roses on the front, a light red skirt with leather belt, and black boots. Unfortunately, some people feel he isn't allowed to dress like that which leads to where he is right now, in the ground, trying to recollect himself after a Goliath mocked him and then sent a punch directly into the Tielfings face.
Kelipso wipes the blood from his nose and sighed, anger burning in his eyes.
*>:0. Oh I dunno if I should unlock my murder option with Jason yet or if poison/acid is a more fitting option*
*Mwhehehehe*
*potential murder:>*
Jason walks up behind the Goliath, "Um, excuse me, what was that for?"
The Goliath turns and narrows his eyes "Get outta here scrap." He sneered
"Well that was rude. I'd ask if you speak to your mom like that, but given how you act you were probably raised by anyone besides your actual parents" He smiles
The Goliath narrows his eyes and raised his fist. "Like I said, get outta here (GP)"
"Look, I'm not here to fight you, I'm here to get my friend off the ground. On the other hand, I'd be happy to show you what your blood looks like after " He says semi politely
Kelipso shakily stands "J, I'm fine.." the Goliath snorts "Of course you are t****y" he mocks.
Jason takes a short breath before looking at kelipso, "Can I do it?"
Kelipso looks ready to do it himself and sighs, nodding.
Jason pat his coat for a moment, pulling a shorter knife out of his coat and slipping it between his middle and ring finger, before immedietly suckered punching the Goliath in the throat with it
*Gotta say, that was badass sounding when I read it.*
The Goliath is still for a moment, stunned, before blood spurts forth from the wound.
*Thabk :D*
"Alright, that's what your blood looks like" He says, letting out a breath, before next using the knife punch on the goliath's stomach, "Now [gp] off before I show you what your organs look like."
A man with short auburn hair and a pencil mustache stands before her. He smiles "Hello."
She looks up, cleaver dripping in blood. Her eyes are covered by the brim of her hat. "Hello." She wipes her hands and weapon on the newspapers.
*She does not have truesight, before you have to ask.*
He smiles and snaps his fingers, a chair forming. "I'm curious as to why you are here." (Does she have any sort of abilities that block someone from seeing inside their mind?)
As to Oswald, He is going to find something within his office. It is a Arcane core forged housed in a brass casing. It seems to be left on his desk with a small note.
*Nope, but she cannot be transmuted except by Crie himself if that does anything.*
She moves to stand between him in the pram. "Why does it matter?"
Oswald reads the note.
(Then I am going to need a WIS save) "Nothing important, just my hunger for knowledge leads me to do things and ask things I really shouldn't." He chuckles. "Forgive me for not using my manners, my name is Nash Finch."
'For you.' is it all it says by the penmanship is very clear someone who learned cursive.
*I personally do not believe a +2 is gonna cut it for this, but just in case: 9* (She's questioning whether or not he's a threat to Thomas, the toddler in the pram. She is more than willing to kill for her son, and doesn't care if he's a threat to her at all.)
"Lenore."
Oswald picks it up and leaves a note in return: 'To whoever entered my office without permission: come talk to me face to face or I will personally throw your gift into the sun. -Oswald Grouper'
"I'm happy to have a conversation, but could I get cleaned up first? A person of my stature isn't expected to wear blood as a fashion statement, and I don't want to startle anyone."
They nod. "Blood, such a strange substance." They say, letting them go and clean themselves
After a minute by the river (she takes the pram with her wherever she goes, so he doesn't get a chance to look in it), she returns without the newspaper or blood on her. "That's better. My name is Lenore. Yours?"
Kelipso, deciding to be himself today, had choose to dress in a fishnet shirt that allowed him to show off his chest surgery scars with pride, black croptop with stitched roses on the front, a light red skirt with leather belt, and black boots. Unfortunately, some people feel he isn't allowed to dress like that which leads to where he is right now, in the ground, trying to recollect himself after a Goliath mocked him and then sent a punch directly into the Tielfings face.
Kelipso wipes the blood from his nose and sighed, anger burning in his eyes.
*>:0. Oh I dunno if I should unlock my murder option with Jason yet or if poison/acid is a more fitting option*
*Mwhehehehe*
*potential murder:>*
Jason walks up behind the Goliath, "Um, excuse me, what was that for?"
The Goliath turns and narrows his eyes "Get outta here scrap." He sneered
"Well that was rude. I'd ask if you speak to your mom like that, but given how you act you were probably raised by anyone besides your actual parents" He smiles
The Goliath narrows his eyes and raised his fist. "Like I said, get outta here (GP)"
"Look, I'm not here to fight you, I'm here to get my friend off the ground. On the other hand, I'd be happy to show you what your blood looks like after " He says semi politely
Kelipso shakily stands "J, I'm fine.." the Goliath snorts "Of course you are t****y" he mocks.
Jason takes a short breath before looking at kelipso, "Can I do it?"
Kelipso looks ready to do it himself and sighs, nodding.
Jason pat his coat for a moment, pulling a shorter knife out of his coat and slipping it between his middle and ring finger, before immedietly suckered punching the Goliath in the throat with it
*Gotta say, that was badass sounding when I read it.*
The Goliath is still for a moment, stunned, before blood spurts forth from the wound.
*Thabk :D*
"Alright, that's what your blood looks like" He says, letting out a breath, before next using the knife punch on the goliath's stomach, "Now [gp] off before I show you what your organs look like."
Kelipso grips his wrist and shakes his head "J... No.."
"I'm happy to have a conversation, but could I get cleaned up first? A person of my stature isn't expected to wear blood as a fashion statement, and I don't want to startle anyone."
They nod. "Blood, such a strange substance." They say, letting them go and clean themselves
After a minute by the river (she takes the pram with her wherever she goes, so he doesn't get a chance to look in it), she returns without the newspaper or blood on her. "That's better. My name is Lenore. Yours?"
"Lazarus. You hunt commonly?" The vampire asks
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I personally do not believe a +2 is gonna cut it for this, but just in case: 9* (She's questioning whether or not he's a threat to Thomas, the toddler in the pram. She is more than willing to kill for her son, and doesn't care if he's a threat to her at all.)
"Lenore."
Oswald picks it up and leaves a note in return: 'To whoever entered my office without permission: come talk to me face to face or I will personally throw your gift into the sun. -Oswald Grouper'
"A pleasure." He bows "How is Thomas?" he asked.
(Timeskip?)
She holds her cleaver to her side, ready to strike. "How do you know his name? Are you a hunter?" All he's reading is fear and anger. The words coming out of her mouth are hardly connected to her actual thought process. She is on a hair trigger and fully intent on sawing him in half sclap to groin if he does not answer correctly. He cannot glean what the correct answer is from her feral thoughts.
"I'm happy to have a conversation, but could I get cleaned up first? A person of my stature isn't expected to wear blood as a fashion statement, and I don't want to startle anyone."
They nod. "Blood, such a strange substance." They say, letting them go and clean themselves
After a minute by the river (she takes the pram with her wherever she goes, so he doesn't get a chance to look in it), she returns without the newspaper or blood on her. "That's better. My name is Lenore. Yours?"
"Lazarus. You hunt commonly?" The vampire asks
She nods. "I need to. Fresh meat is healthier than storebought, and I can't afford to get sick."
*I personally do not believe a +2 is gonna cut it for this, but just in case: 9* (She's questioning whether or not he's a threat to Thomas, the toddler in the pram. She is more than willing to kill for her son, and doesn't care if he's a threat to her at all.)
"Lenore."
Oswald picks it up and leaves a note in return: 'To whoever entered my office without permission: come talk to me face to face or I will personally throw your gift into the sun. -Oswald Grouper'
"A pleasure." He bows "How is Thomas?" he asked.
(Timeskip?)
She holds her cleaver to her side, ready to strike. "How do you know his name? Are you a hunter?" All he's reading is fear and anger. The words coming out of her mouth are hardly connected to her actual thought process. She is on a hair trigger and fully intent on sawing him in half sclap to groin if he does not answer correctly. He cannot glean what the correct answer is from her feral thoughts.
(Yup!)
He smiles "No. I have no reason to hunt you or hurt your child. I have no reason to do anything but I do it anyways, but hurting you and your child? No." He said.
When Oswald returns to his office, Yuri sits on his desk, his note in her hands. "Here I thought I did a good job choosing a present for you?"
"I'm happy to have a conversation, but could I get cleaned up first? A person of my stature isn't expected to wear blood as a fashion statement, and I don't want to startle anyone."
They nod. "Blood, such a strange substance." They say, letting them go and clean themselves
After a minute by the river (she takes the pram with her wherever she goes, so he doesn't get a chance to look in it), she returns without the newspaper or blood on her. "That's better. My name is Lenore. Yours?"
"Lazarus. You hunt commonly?" The vampire asks
She nods. "I need to. Fresh meat is healthier than storebought, and I can't afford to get sick."
"You cook it then I hope. Constitution is a vital thing in these modern nights."
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Kelipso, deciding to be himself today, had choose to dress in a fishnet shirt that allowed him to show off his chest surgery scars with pride, black croptop with stitched roses on the front, a light red skirt with leather belt, and black boots. Unfortunately, some people feel he isn't allowed to dress like that which leads to where he is right now, in the ground, trying to recollect himself after a Goliath mocked him and then sent a punch directly into the Tielfings face.
Kelipso wipes the blood from his nose and sighed, anger burning in his eyes.
*>:0. Oh I dunno if I should unlock my murder option with Jason yet or if poison/acid is a more fitting option*
*Mwhehehehe*
*potential murder:>*
Jason walks up behind the Goliath, "Um, excuse me, what was that for?"
The Goliath turns and narrows his eyes "Get outta here scrap." He sneered
"Well that was rude. I'd ask if you speak to your mom like that, but given how you act you were probably raised by anyone besides your actual parents" He smiles
The Goliath narrows his eyes and raised his fist. "Like I said, get outta here (GP)"
"Look, I'm not here to fight you, I'm here to get my friend off the ground. On the other hand, I'd be happy to show you what your blood looks like after " He says semi politely
Kelipso shakily stands "J, I'm fine.." the Goliath snorts "Of course you are t****y" he mocks.
Jason takes a short breath before looking at kelipso, "Can I do it?"
Kelipso looks ready to do it himself and sighs, nodding.
Jason pat his coat for a moment, pulling a shorter knife out of his coat and slipping it between his middle and ring finger, before immedietly suckered punching the Goliath in the throat with it
*Gotta say, that was badass sounding when I read it.*
The Goliath is still for a moment, stunned, before blood spurts forth from the wound.
*Thabk :D*
"Alright, that's what your blood looks like" He says, letting out a breath, before next using the knife punch on the goliath's stomach, "Now [gp] off before I show you what your organs look like."
Kelipso grips his wrist and shakes his head "J... No.."
Jason sighs, looking at kelipso, "Um... I'm sorry."
Kelipso, deciding to be himself today, had choose to dress in a fishnet shirt that allowed him to show off his chest surgery scars with pride, black croptop with stitched roses on the front, a light red skirt with leather belt, and black boots. Unfortunately, some people feel he isn't allowed to dress like that which leads to where he is right now, in the ground, trying to recollect himself after a Goliath mocked him and then sent a punch directly into the Tielfings face.
Kelipso wipes the blood from his nose and sighed, anger burning in his eyes.
*>:0. Oh I dunno if I should unlock my murder option with Jason yet or if poison/acid is a more fitting option*
*Mwhehehehe*
*potential murder:>*
Jason walks up behind the Goliath, "Um, excuse me, what was that for?"
The Goliath turns and narrows his eyes "Get outta here scrap." He sneered
"Well that was rude. I'd ask if you speak to your mom like that, but given how you act you were probably raised by anyone besides your actual parents" He smiles
The Goliath narrows his eyes and raised his fist. "Like I said, get outta here (GP)"
"Look, I'm not here to fight you, I'm here to get my friend off the ground. On the other hand, I'd be happy to show you what your blood looks like after " He says semi politely
Kelipso shakily stands "J, I'm fine.." the Goliath snorts "Of course you are t****y" he mocks.
Jason takes a short breath before looking at kelipso, "Can I do it?"
Kelipso looks ready to do it himself and sighs, nodding.
Jason pat his coat for a moment, pulling a shorter knife out of his coat and slipping it between his middle and ring finger, before immedietly suckered punching the Goliath in the throat with it
*Gotta say, that was badass sounding when I read it.*
The Goliath is still for a moment, stunned, before blood spurts forth from the wound.
*Thabk :D*
"Alright, that's what your blood looks like" He says, letting out a breath, before next using the knife punch on the goliath's stomach, "Now [gp] off before I show you what your organs look like."
Kelipso grips his wrist and shakes his head "J... No.."
Jason sighs, looking at kelipso, "Um... I'm sorry."
She holds her cleaver to her side, ready to strike. "How do you know his name? Are you a hunter?" All he's reading is fear and anger. The words coming out of her mouth are hardly connected to her actual thought process. She is on a hair trigger and fully intent on sawing him in half sclap to groin if he does not answer correctly. He cannot glean what the correct answer is from her feral thoughts.
(Yup!)
He smiles "No. I have no reason to hunt you or hurt your child. I have no reason to do anything but I do it anyways, but hurting you and your child? No." He said.
When Oswald returns to his office, Yuri sits on his desk, his note in her hands. "Here I thought I did a good job choosing a present for you?"
She's still on edge, but no longer spring-loaded. "Why are you here, Mr. Finch? And how do you know my son's name?" Thomas begins to fuss, sensing his mother's distress.
He sighs. "You didn't sign it. You're the only person I'm willing to accept gifts from. For all I knew it would explode if I tried to use it. I still have it in the 'suspicious parcel' storage."
Raphael is slowly getting better. For those who are entuned with interplanar knowledge (Sytsco, Lore, Tibus, Theren, Helios, Um... I think that's all) they know that the Angel will return on Friday.
Ihtros is enjoying some peace and quite in the rafters
Throden is sweeping the floors, again
Meroving is enjoying a nice thunder storm
Yossele is watching their master enjoy the aforementioned thunder storm
Lazarus is collecting good tree branches to whittle
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*OOOOOOOH! Raphael is gonna be back :D*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*I personally do not believe a +2 is gonna cut it for this, but just in case: 20*
(She's questioning whether or not he's a threat to Thomas, the toddler in the pram. She is more than willing to kill for her son, and doesn't care if he's a threat to her at all.)
"Lenore."
Oswald picks it up and leaves a note in return: 'To whoever entered my office without permission: come talk to me face to face or I will personally throw your gift into the sun. -Oswald Grouper'
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*pm wedigo ;-;*
psychopath ^-^
*The way outer planars, like devils and demons and angels and archons, work in dnd lore is if they die outside of their home plane, they 'respawn'*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Thabk :D*
"Alright, that's what your blood looks like" He says, letting out a breath, before next using the knife punch on the goliath's stomach, "Now [gp] off before I show you what your organs look like."
"A pleasure." He bows "How is Thomas?" he asked.
(Timeskip?)
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
After a minute by the river (she takes the pram with her wherever she goes, so he doesn't get a chance to look in it), she returns without the newspaper or blood on her. "That's better. My name is Lenore. Yours?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
psychopath ^-^
Kelipso grips his wrist and shakes his head "J... No.."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Lazarus. You hunt commonly?" The vampire asks
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She holds her cleaver to her side, ready to strike. "How do you know his name? Are you a hunter?" All he's reading is fear and anger. The words coming out of her mouth are hardly connected to her actual thought process. She is on a hair trigger and fully intent on sawing him in half sclap to groin if he does not answer correctly. He cannot glean what the correct answer is from her feral thoughts.
(Yup!)
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She nods. "I need to. Fresh meat is healthier than storebought, and I can't afford to get sick."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He smiles "No. I have no reason to hunt you or hurt your child. I have no reason to do anything but I do it anyways, but hurting you and your child? No." He said.
When Oswald returns to his office, Yuri sits on his desk, his note in her hands. "Here I thought I did a good job choosing a present for you?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"You cook it then I hope. Constitution is a vital thing in these modern nights."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Jason sighs, looking at kelipso, "Um... I'm sorry."
Kelipso hugs him "It's okay. Thank you though."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She's still on edge, but no longer spring-loaded. "Why are you here, Mr. Finch? And how do you know my son's name?" Thomas begins to fuss, sensing his mother's distress.
He sighs. "You didn't sign it. You're the only person I'm willing to accept gifts from. For all I knew it would explode if I tried to use it. I still have it in the 'suspicious parcel' storage."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*hoi?*
psychopath ^-^
"When I have time. I'm able to eat raw meat with minimal issue, as is my son."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels