Thirteen is walking out of town, still reading Torilian holy texts.
Caramel is on the roof.
Cadmus is organizing the bodies on his back.
Mauric is nervously walking through the woods, looking for Nick.
(Hey- Johab...I hope you don't mind this question but uh, How DEEP in the woods is Mauric?)
*on the outer edge, not super deep*
(It'll still work)
As they walk through the forest or at least around it, they start to notice that in between every tree now and then; There is a large figure. Though, the second they look that way the figure vanishes.
Thirteen is walking out of town, still reading Torilian holy texts.
Caramel is on the roof.
Cadmus is organizing the bodies on his back.
Mauric is nervously walking through the woods, looking for Nick.
(Hey- Johab...I hope you don't mind this question but uh, How DEEP in the woods is Mauric?)
*on the outer edge, not super deep*
(It'll still work)
As they walk through the forest or at least around it, they start to notice that in between every tree now and then; There is a large figure. Though, the second they look that way the figure vanishes.
“That’s… weird…” He takes out his glaive.
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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.
(who do you have?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Thirteen is walking out of town, still reading Torilian holy texts.
Caramel is on the roof.
Cadmus is organizing the bodies on his back.
Mauric is nervously walking through the woods, looking for Nick.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(Hey- Johab...I hope you don't mind this question but uh, How DEEP in the woods is Mauric?)
Life's amusing and it knows
*on the outer edge, not super deep*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(It'll still work)
As they walk through the forest or at least around it, they start to notice that in between every tree now and then; There is a large figure. Though, the second they look that way the figure vanishes.
Life's amusing and it knows
“That’s… weird…” He takes out his glaive.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*my girlfriend just said some of the most ungodly words to me that I shall not repeat. I am speechless with embarrassment and being flustered.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(You'll be fine, I mean- Whats the worst that she could've said?)
Life's amusing and it knows
*I...I....I...I cannot repeat what she said...*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*how very untoward*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(Theren- In case I was unclear- DO NOT SAY IT! I am saying it won't be bad...as long as you do not say it. Don't forget, There are CHILDREN here.)
Life's amusing and it knows
*yeahh*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*i think it’s like just you, theren, moon, and i on rn*
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 was not planning on it. And yes I know there are kids here. Just to remind ya, I've been on here for a year or two so ik whats happening.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(Fair enough)
(Oh yeah- Sorry if I sounded rude. I can be to formal and explainational*thats a word right?* at some points of time.)
Life's amusing and it knows
*no worries man. all good :D *
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(👍)
Life's amusing and it knows
(I'm sorry to hear that)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
(I'll interact with the cat once i'm done with my History presentation)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Its not a bad thing. I'm just flustered really*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.