*dropkicks characters through the Astral Plane to the tavern*
Thirteen is in space.
Nainai is in the woods, carefully avoiding the last spot in which she tried to cut down a tree.
Eito has found a very large rock and is lying on it like a lizard. Light from the characters on their skin is suffusing the rock, yet instead of glowing the rock is turning black.
Mauric is camping outside of the Red Plate.
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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.
Kriggu is outside her tent, fingering a talisman. She still looks worried.
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If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
(ok)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*I’M HERE!!! I’M AWAKE!!!!!! I EXIST!!!!!!*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Kdjksjdienfoendiekjroebfiebfiekehorjeofkfo*
*(BANGS FISTS ON TABLE)*
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
*LAWRENCEEEEEEE^
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*dropkicks characters through the Astral Plane to the tavern*
Thirteen is in space.
Nainai is in the woods, carefully avoiding the last spot in which she tried to cut down a tree.
Eito has found a very large rock and is lying on it like a lizard. Light from the characters on their skin is suffusing the rock, yet instead of glowing the rock is turning black.
Mauric is camping outside of the Red Plate.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*…loneliness :<*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(hi)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*hello*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*alone again…*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*GUESS WHO JUST HAD THE LONGEST ORDER. 2 FRIGGIN HOURS.*
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 my gosh*
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 AM FREE FROM PRISON*
*lifeform detected*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*And you've just entered your preferred captivity... pitiful creature.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*anyone want to rp?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*not captivity if I wanna be here :3*
Kriggu is outside her tent, fingering a talisman. She still looks worried.
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
*Grumbubular fish are the ingredient of the day*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*henlo*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Henlo yourself*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels