Will is drawing in the dirt with a stick. His is bundled in hoodies and jackets. His brown curls sticking out from under a beanie.
Xan is sharpening his nails. He is dressed in a black crop top, a black mini skirt, fishnet leggings, and black leathers heels.
Kelipso is finishing up his map copies. He is sketching what appears to be a pit.
Thirteen approaches. “Excuse me, but have you seen a snappily-dressed British man with six flaming wings, a masquerade mask, and golden chains wrapped around his torso, arms, and legs?”
Xan looks up "For fifty gold I'll tell you."
“Wh- you-“ Thirteen looks very agitated. “I know you’re just going to take my money and tell me nothing, so I’m not going to give you a copper.” He begins walking away but keeps halting and almost turning before finally stopping. “……..”
He raises a brow "Oh please, I'm not some show and not tell." He huffs, applying a layer of black lipstick to his upper lip.
“FINE” Thirteen growls, walking back and forking over the money. “Now what do you know?”
"What I know is nothing." He said and grinned, blowing a kiss at them.
*back*
”YOU- no, you know what? I deserved that.” Thirteen sits next to Xan. “So what’s your deal, if you’ve nothing better to do than scam necromancers? Ones you’re not dating, that is.”
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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.
Will is drawing in the dirt with a stick. His is bundled in hoodies and jackets. His brown curls sticking out from under a beanie.
Xan is sharpening his nails. He is dressed in a black crop top, a black mini skirt, fishnet leggings, and black leathers heels.
Kelipso is finishing up his map copies. He is sketching what appears to be a pit.
Thirteen approaches. “Excuse me, but have you seen a snappily-dressed British man with six flaming wings, a masquerade mask, and golden chains wrapped around his torso, arms, and legs?”
Xan looks up "For fifty gold I'll tell you."
“Wh- you-“ Thirteen looks very agitated. “I know you’re just going to take my money and tell me nothing, so I’m not going to give you a copper.” He begins walking away but keeps halting and almost turning before finally stopping. “……..”
He raises a brow "Oh please, I'm not some show and not tell." He huffs, applying a layer of black lipstick to his upper lip.
“FINE” Thirteen growls, walking back and forking over the money. “Now what do you know?”
"What I know is nothing." He said and grinned, blowing a kiss at them.
*back*
”YOU- no, you know what? I deserved that.” Thirteen sits next to Xan. “So what’s your deal, if you’ve nothing better to do than scam necromancers? Ones you’re not dating, that is.”
"Yes. It's fun to watch you get mad over things you can't control." He said and grins "and if you are talking about Ani, keep your hands off him unless you want to find yourself missing fingernails." His golden eyes flash red.
Will is drawing in the dirt with a stick. His is bundled in hoodies and jackets. His brown curls sticking out from under a beanie.
Xan is sharpening his nails. He is dressed in a black crop top, a black mini skirt, fishnet leggings, and black leathers heels.
Kelipso is finishing up his map copies. He is sketching what appears to be a pit.
Thirteen approaches. “Excuse me, but have you seen a snappily-dressed British man with six flaming wings, a masquerade mask, and golden chains wrapped around his torso, arms, and legs?”
Xan looks up "For fifty gold I'll tell you."
“Wh- you-“ Thirteen looks very agitated. “I know you’re just going to take my money and tell me nothing, so I’m not going to give you a copper.” He begins walking away but keeps halting and almost turning before finally stopping. “……..”
He raises a brow "Oh please, I'm not some show and not tell." He huffs, applying a layer of black lipstick to his upper lip.
“FINE” Thirteen growls, walking back and forking over the money. “Now what do you know?”
"What I know is nothing." He said and grinned, blowing a kiss at them.
*back*
”YOU- no, you know what? I deserved that.” Thirteen sits next to Xan. “So what’s your deal, if you’ve nothing better to do than scam necromancers? Ones you’re not dating, that is.”
"Yes. It's fun to watch you get mad over things you can't control." He said and grins "and if you are talking about Ani, keep your hands off him unless you want to find yourself missing fingernails." His golden eyes flash red.
Thirteen laughs lightly. “Some have other ideas of fun. And I’m 536. Even if I liked hurting people, I’d be bored of it by now. Probably.”
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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.
Anastasius is sat on the docks, looking out at the water
Rory is sweeping his shrine
Prayer is writing in a journal
Thirteen walks up behind him. “Contemplating life?”
"I guess so. The waters nice, it makes a nice place to think about life." He says, looking back at thirteen
Thirteen sits beside him, his feet almost touching the water. “I met Xan recently.”
"He's great" the wizard smiles softly, "He's the first person to not fully judge me for what I do."
“Necromancy is a feared art, but a useful one. Its practitioners have been persecuted since the dawn of time. But we do it for the knowledge.”
"I don't see a harm in it. It's not like the type i use traps their souls, it's little more than animating bones." He sighs
“I know. It’s a sad fate. But at least we get zombie cats.” Thirteen scratches behind Caramel’s ears.
"I guess." He chuckles
“I sense potential in you, kid. And your will hasn’t quite been crushed by everyone you love dying a horrible death. So if I may, I have an offer for you.”
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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.
Will is drawing in the dirt with a stick. His is bundled in hoodies and jackets. His brown curls sticking out from under a beanie.
Xan is sharpening his nails. He is dressed in a black crop top, a black mini skirt, fishnet leggings, and black leathers heels.
Kelipso is finishing up his map copies. He is sketching what appears to be a pit.
Thirteen approaches. “Excuse me, but have you seen a snappily-dressed British man with six flaming wings, a masquerade mask, and golden chains wrapped around his torso, arms, and legs?”
Xan looks up "For fifty gold I'll tell you."
“Wh- you-“ Thirteen looks very agitated. “I know you’re just going to take my money and tell me nothing, so I’m not going to give you a copper.” He begins walking away but keeps halting and almost turning before finally stopping. “……..”
He raises a brow "Oh please, I'm not some show and not tell." He huffs, applying a layer of black lipstick to his upper lip.
“FINE” Thirteen growls, walking back and forking over the money. “Now what do you know?”
"What I know is nothing." He said and grinned, blowing a kiss at them.
*back*
”YOU- no, you know what? I deserved that.” Thirteen sits next to Xan. “So what’s your deal, if you’ve nothing better to do than scam necromancers? Ones you’re not dating, that is.”
"Yes. It's fun to watch you get mad over things you can't control." He said and grins "and if you are talking about Ani, keep your hands off him unless you want to find yourself missing fingernails." His golden eyes flash red.
Thirteen laughs lightly. “Some have other ideas of fun. And I’m 536. Even if I liked hurting people, I’d be bored of it by now. Probably.”
"Dear, I am much much much older than you. I older than everyone I know." He chuckled.
Anastasius is sat on the docks, looking out at the water
Rory is sweeping his shrine
Prayer is writing in a journal
Thirteen walks up behind him. “Contemplating life?”
"I guess so. The waters nice, it makes a nice place to think about life." He says, looking back at thirteen
Thirteen sits beside him, his feet almost touching the water. “I met Xan recently.”
"He's great" the wizard smiles softly, "He's the first person to not fully judge me for what I do."
“Necromancy is a feared art, but a useful one. Its practitioners have been persecuted since the dawn of time. But we do it for the knowledge.”
"I don't see a harm in it. It's not like the type i use traps their souls, it's little more than animating bones." He sighs
“I know. It’s a sad fate. But at least we get zombie cats.” Thirteen scratches behind Caramel’s ears.
"I guess." He chuckles
“I sense potential in you, kid. And your will hasn’t quite been crushed by everyone you love dying a horrible death. So if I may, I have an offer for you.”
Anastasius is sat on the docks, looking out at the water
Rory is sweeping his shrine
Prayer is writing in a journal
Thirteen walks up behind him. “Contemplating life?”
"I guess so. The waters nice, it makes a nice place to think about life." He says, looking back at thirteen
Thirteen sits beside him, his feet almost touching the water. “I met Xan recently.”
"He's great" the wizard smiles softly, "He's the first person to not fully judge me for what I do."
“Necromancy is a feared art, but a useful one. Its practitioners have been persecuted since the dawn of time. But we do it for the knowledge.”
"I don't see a harm in it. It's not like the type i use traps their souls, it's little more than animating bones." He sighs
“I know. It’s a sad fate. But at least we get zombie cats.” Thirteen scratches behind Caramel’s ears.
"I guess." He chuckles
“I sense potential in you, kid. And your will hasn’t quite been crushed by everyone you love dying a horrible death. So if I may, I have an offer for you.”
"An offer?" He asks curiously
“You see, I came here hunting some… odd creatures. I will help train you with my 500 years of experience, and in return you will use your skills to help me hunt these monsters. I see a legend in the making in you.”
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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.
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*Mn. I'm awake. But I am in a bad mood.*
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
(oh no)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*I feel bleh*
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
*sorry to hear that*
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'll be okay. Just mad.*
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
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Yes. It's fun to watch you get mad over things you can't control." He said and grins "and if you are talking about Ani, keep your hands off him unless you want to find yourself missing fingernails." His golden eyes flash red.
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 guess." He chuckles
*[hug]*
*Stuff shall be better :>.*
Thirteen laughs lightly. “Some have other ideas of fun. And I’m 536. Even if I liked hurting people, I’d be bored of it by now. Probably.”
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 sense potential in you, kid. And your will hasn’t quite been crushed by everyone you love dying a horrible death. So if I may, I have an offer for you.”
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 certainly hope.*
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
"Dear, I am much much much older than you. I older than everyone I know." He chuckled.
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
psychopath ^-^
*Guys. Look at this pls. My mood went up because I scrolled on it.*
https://youtube.com/shorts/U-MPxQPektA?si=UhcN28nklL1jsGn5
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
Sytosc has set up a teppanyaki grill and is practicing with it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"An offer?" He asks curiously
*I shall assist how I can if you need it ^^*
*also some characters if you wanna rp:*
Ani is at the docks, vibing
Rory is getting groceries for the shrine
-free pick-
*No ridges or lumps*
*Or valleys or bumps*
*Good*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“You see, I came here hunting some… odd creatures. I will help train you with my 500 years of experience, and in return you will use your skills to help me hunt these monsters. I see a legend in the making in you.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.