So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
There does not appear to be. Felix starts trying to stand but failing as his spine arches and his arms slam the forest floor wildly. "S-SHUT UP!" He screams at nothing. He grips the earth tightly as if he might fall off. "I'm not dying... f-from a f-f-(GP)ing... mushroom! Chef! Get the activated charcoal!" His voice is strangled.
“I don’t have any!! Hang on…” Mauric attempts to keep Felix down and all his appendages and bones in proper place. He casts protection from poison.
His eyes roll back into his head as he sighs, his muscles relaxing. "T-thank you, Mauric. I was very close to nerve and muscle damage. The hallucinations were terrifying, but too strong for the modern diner." He huffs. "I try to avoid using outright poison in my dishes... I'm sorry. I was irresponsible. I should have checked a larger database instead of relying on my constitution to carry me through."
“Forget that, why would you eat it in the first place?? If you knew something like this would happen, why would you test it on YOURSELF??”
"Well, I thought it would be inspiring to try something new! I didn't know the poison was that strong! I normally resist most toxins pretty well. But until we've done our appointment, I will do my best to not poison myself any more than usual."
There does not appear to be. Felix starts trying to stand but failing as his spine arches and his arms slam the forest floor wildly. "S-SHUT UP!" He screams at nothing. He grips the earth tightly as if he might fall off. "I'm not dying... f-from a f-f-(GP)ing... mushroom! Chef! Get the activated charcoal!" His voice is strangled.
“I don’t have any!! Hang on…” Mauric attempts to keep Felix down and all his appendages and bones in proper place. He casts protection from poison.
His eyes roll back into his head as he sighs, his muscles relaxing. "T-thank you, Mauric. I was very close to nerve and muscle damage. The hallucinations were terrifying, but too strong for the modern diner." He huffs. "I try to avoid using outright poison in my dishes... I'm sorry. I was irresponsible. I should have checked a larger database instead of relying on my constitution to carry me through."
“Forget that, why would you eat it in the first place?? If you knew something like this would happen, why would you test it on YOURSELF??”
"Well, I thought it would be inspiring to try something new! I didn't know the poison was that strong! I normally resist most toxins pretty well. But until we've done our appointment, I will do my best to not poison myself any more than usual."
“Alright then.” Mauric helps him up. “I’ve still been looking for a moderator for the competition. I was thinking about that William guy, since he’s the only other chef around here I kind of know.”
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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.
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*It's nothing I want to get into. I just want to do*
(rp?)
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
There does not appear to be. Felix starts trying to stand but failing as his spine arches and his arms slam the forest floor wildly. "S-SHUT UP!" He screams at nothing. He grips the earth tightly as if he might fall off. "I'm not dying... f-from a f-f-(GP)ing... mushroom! Chef! Get the activated charcoal!" His voice is strangled.
“I don’t have any!! Hang on…” Mauric attempts to keep Felix down and all his appendages and bones in proper place. He casts protection from poison.
His eyes roll back into his head as he sighs, his muscles relaxing. "T-thank you, Mauric. I was very close to nerve and muscle damage. The hallucinations were terrifying, but too strong for the modern diner." He huffs. "I try to avoid using outright poison in my dishes... I'm sorry. I was irresponsible. I should have checked a larger database instead of relying on my constitution to carry me through."
“Forget that, why would you eat it in the first place?? If you knew something like this would happen, why would you test it on YOURSELF??”
"Well, I thought it would be inspiring to try something new! I didn't know the poison was that strong! I normally resist most toxins pretty well. But until we've done our appointment, I will do my best to not poison myself any more than usual."
“Alright then.” Mauric helps him up. “I’ve still been looking for a moderator for the competition. I was thinking about that William guy, since he’s the only other chef around here I kind of know.”
"William may not be the best choice, since I work for him... but I guess we don't have any others."
Yuri is punching a wooden dummy the point there is now a dent in its chest. Her knuckles are bruised and cut up from it but she continues, a cold snarl on her face.
Donn is sitting on the roof, knees to his chest. His pipe hangs out of his lips. He runs his eyes and wipes away golden tears.
Yuri is punching a wooden dummy the point there is now a dent in its chest. Her knuckles are bruised and cut up from it but she continues, a cold snarl on her face.
Donn is sitting on the roof, knees to his chest. His pipe hangs out of his lips. He runs his eyes and wipes away golden tears.
Georgie watches Yuri from a bit away, not wanting to bother her but looking worried
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(hi flower)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
(hru?)
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
(good. you?)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
(good)
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
"Well, I thought it would be inspiring to try something new! I didn't know the poison was that strong! I normally resist most toxins pretty well. But until we've done our appointment, I will do my best to not poison myself any more than usual."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Alright then.” Mauric helps him up. “I’ve still been looking for a moderator for the competition. I was thinking about that William guy, since he’s the only other chef around here I kind of know.”
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 guys...*
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
(what's wrong?)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*I know that tone marker. What's wrong?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*What’s up?*
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 mother once again.*
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
*Mother again*
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
(what has she done this time)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*You’ve got to be kidding me.*
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's nothing I want to get into. I just want to RP*
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
(rp?)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*I quoted the wrong post initially*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"William may not be the best choice, since I work for him... but I guess we don't have any others."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Yuri is punching a wooden dummy the point there is now a dent in its chest. Her knuckles are bruised and cut up from it but she continues, a cold snarl on her face.
Donn is sitting on the roof, knees to his chest. His pipe hangs out of his lips. He runs his eyes and wipes away golden tears.
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
Georgie watches Yuri from a bit away, not wanting to bother her but looking worried