*well, I just had the universes most bi polar Rollercoaster of a morning
*Oh no, are you okay? :(*
*basically, I woke up late so I had to scramble to get ready to leave, then my dad was like 'hey have you seem the cat?' Who apparently has been missing for eniugh time for them to think she somehow got into my locked room while I was sleeping*
*and I start to panic when it turns out they can't even find her and she's potentially been outside for a while. Cause we basically raised this kitten from birth*
*and I'm legit the only one who seems to care. And then I go to the bathroom, and I'm super worried that she's hurt or dead, and then they're just like 'oh hey, we found her, she was hiding.'*
*somehow the little gremlin disdapeared well eniugh within our house to make them think she escaped*
*Oh dude, I am sorry. She's okay now, it's okay.*
*I know, but that took a chunk of my irl emotional batteries lol*
*but yeah, I'm glad she's ok :)*
*(Huggles)*
*(cuddles)*
*oki, rp?*
*Shore.*
Scott is having a minor panic attack at the moment in his room. He is pacing around, trying to get his breathing to calm. The encounter with the man outside and how the man knew what he was thinking caused his paranoia to be set on edge.
A tree out in the woods has been overtaken with black vines that are angular and covered in thorns. Little orange flowers that are shaped like suns grow from them. Smoke seems to eminate off the vines.
Tycho is in the tavern for once, eating lunch
-tempted to do something with the second but I'm not sure who yet-
*Put it like this, Jason knows who that is.*
Scott steps down the stairs, two at a time, counting them in his head as he goes. Solid things, he reminds himself, something he can actually touch without feeling like it's fake. He see's Tycho, practically running over to him, and hugs him, his fingers grabbing at whatever they can. He closes his eyes, trying to ground himself.
*oh no :D* *gotta break out the old lads now*
"Woah, handsy-" He jokes at first, before noticing Scott's panicked state, "Um, you ok there?" He asks softly hugging him back
Jason is crouched down near the plant, wearing his full getup. Mask, leather jacket with hood, jeans, hunting boots. His hands are wrapped in bandages, picking one of the flowers
Scott shakes his head "No.. No.. It's loud." He whispered queitly.
As he did, he hears a crunch of the leaves. Masked faces, four of them, walk around him. "Well well well.. look what we have here!"
"Loud?" He asks, looking a bit worried, "Here, breath, look at me" He lifts their chin softly
He sighs, looking back a bit, "Long way from your masters hunting grounds" He comments
Scott tries to look at them but his eyes keep darting around nervously. "Sorry.. s-sorry."
"Oh we aren't, but you are!" A woman's voice says and grabs Jason by the arm, chuckling "Frank and me were so upset when you left! Joey and Susie nearly cried their eyes out!"
"Hey, it's ok" He smiles softly, "Just tell me what's wrong"
He sighs, putting one hand in his pocket, "I could see Susie crying but Joey?" He says
*s'cool* Malachi's frame flickers, and in a flash of light a tall man in a fine doublet is standing where he is now. He exudes elegance, with extravagant silver earrings and a feathery black cape. When he speaks, his voice is smooth and beguiling "Ah, pardon me. The switching spell is still in its research and development stage"
She startles, jumping out of her chair and drawing a short dagger, clutching a locket. She utters something that sounds like a prayer, The words 'Stelera family' and 'Peony' can be heard, but not much else.
"Relax, darling. I didn't mean to Interrupt your pining" *uhhhhh peony lore....*
At this point I think she's dead. She died young after taking control of the Lelie family and sorting it out. Unfortunately, everything sort of caught up to her, and, well, she died. The family is left in the hands of her closest relatives: A piano-tuner, a farrier, and two crazy old ladies.
*I'm crying..*
"Pining? You got some nerve-" She clenches her fists, the sound of leather creaking.
*heheheheheheh* "That wouldn't be wise. I'm no mortal."
*I hate you.. but I love you*
"Right, sure.. Now, what do you want?" She puts the dagger away and sits back down, idly petting Salem.
*wowza* he gives a low, cordial bow. "My name is Antando the Alterer, and I want nothing from you. My workforce have been scoping out this place for a while, and it's quite a good place to pick up clients"
"I don't think that the owner would appreciate that, Sir. And, clients for what?"
A faint 'she's right, ya know!' can be heard from an eaves dropping Reese.
"My domain is improvement. I improve." he flips his hair. "And trust me, my harpies have been single-handedly skyrocketing the inn's soup sales."
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Eh, a bit tired. I am writing more about Scott because I really do like him as a character.*
(haven't had much time to do writing myself)
*It's always good to write a little a day :)*
(you want to rp? also can you check your pms)
*Yep and yep*
Isaac is taking a hike in the forest. His bird is resting on his shoulder
Scott, who is having a minor panic attack, accidently runs into him. "Crud.. sorry sorry!"
Isaac's bird lets out a startled squawk and flies off his shoulder. Isaac looks up at it and back at Scott "look where you are going next time"
Scott stands up, shaking. He nods and walks past him, nervous energy seeping off him.
Isaac stops him with his hand "are you okay?"
Scott shakes his head "N-No.. No I d-dont think so.."
"what's wrong?"
"It's loud.. it's really really loud." He said, covering his ears with his hands
Isaac looks confused "what are you hearing?"
"It's just.. loud." He says, his voice barely above a whisper
(responded in the pm)
"Noise or voices?"
"Noise! I-I think.."
"Take some deep breaths. Try to calm yourself down"
He tries to, in and out, but he is still panicking a bit.
"The noise is not real"
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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
*s'cool* Malachi's frame flickers, and in a flash of light a tall man in a fine doublet is standing where he is now. He exudes elegance, with extravagant silver earrings and a feathery black cape. When he speaks, his voice is smooth and beguiling "Ah, pardon me. The switching spell is still in its research and development stage"
She startles, jumping out of her chair and drawing a short dagger, clutching a locket. She utters something that sounds like a prayer, The words 'Stelera family' and 'Peony' can be heard, but not much else.
"Relax, darling. I didn't mean to Interrupt your pining" *uhhhhh peony lore....*
At this point I think she's dead. She died young after taking control of the Lelie family and sorting it out. Unfortunately, everything sort of caught up to her, and, well, she died. The family is left in the hands of her closest relatives: A piano-tuner, a farrier, and two crazy old ladies.
*I'm crying..*
"Pining? You got some nerve-" She clenches her fists, the sound of leather creaking.
*heheheheheheh* "That wouldn't be wise. I'm no mortal."
*I hate you.. but I love you*
"Right, sure.. Now, what do you want?" She puts the dagger away and sits back down, idly petting Salem.
*wowza* he gives a low, cordial bow. "My name is Antando the Alterer, and I want nothing from you. My workforce have been scoping out this place for a while, and it's quite a good place to pick up clients"
"I don't think that the owner would appreciate that, Sir. And, clients for what?"
A faint 'she's right, ya know!' can be heard from an eaves dropping Reese.
"My domain is improvement. I improve." he flips his hair. "And trust me, my harpies have been single-handedly skyrocketing the inn's soup sales."
"I've heard your harpies have skyrocketed to fame on the menu. 's why I came, y'know?"
"THe menu?!" he says indignantly, rubbing his temples "they're eating my harpies?"
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*well, I just had the universes most bi polar Rollercoaster of a morning
*Oh no, are you okay? :(*
*basically, I woke up late so I had to scramble to get ready to leave, then my dad was like 'hey have you seem the cat?' Who apparently has been missing for eniugh time for them to think she somehow got into my locked room while I was sleeping*
*and I start to panic when it turns out they can't even find her and she's potentially been outside for a while. Cause we basically raised this kitten from birth*
*and I'm legit the only one who seems to care. And then I go to the bathroom, and I'm super worried that she's hurt or dead, and then they're just like 'oh hey, we found her, she was hiding.'*
*somehow the little gremlin disdapeared well eniugh within our house to make them think she escaped*
*Oh dude, I am sorry. She's okay now, it's okay.*
*I know, but that took a chunk of my irl emotional batteries lol*
*but yeah, I'm glad she's ok :)*
*(Huggles)*
*(cuddles)*
*oki, rp?*
*Shore.*
Scott is having a minor panic attack at the moment in his room. He is pacing around, trying to get his breathing to calm. The encounter with the man outside and how the man knew what he was thinking caused his paranoia to be set on edge.
A tree out in the woods has been overtaken with black vines that are angular and covered in thorns. Little orange flowers that are shaped like suns grow from them. Smoke seems to eminate off the vines.
Tycho is in the tavern for once, eating lunch
-tempted to do something with the second but I'm not sure who yet-
*Put it like this, Jason knows who that is.*
Scott steps down the stairs, two at a time, counting them in his head as he goes. Solid things, he reminds himself, something he can actually touch without feeling like it's fake. He see's Tycho, practically running over to him, and hugs him, his fingers grabbing at whatever they can. He closes his eyes, trying to ground himself.
*oh no :D* *gotta break out the old lads now*
"Woah, handsy-" He jokes at first, before noticing Scott's panicked state, "Um, you ok there?" He asks softly hugging him back
Jason is crouched down near the plant, wearing his full getup. Mask, leather jacket with hood, jeans, hunting boots. His hands are wrapped in bandages, picking one of the flowers
Scott shakes his head "No.. No.. It's loud." He whispered queitly.
As he did, he hears a crunch of the leaves. Masked faces, four of them, walk around him. "Well well well.. look what we have here!"
"Loud?" He asks, looking a bit worried, "Here, breath, look at me" He lifts their chin softly
He sighs, looking back a bit, "Long way from your masters hunting grounds" He comments
Scott tries to look at them but his eyes keep darting around nervously. "Sorry.. s-sorry."
"Oh we aren't, but you are!" A woman's voice says and grabs Jason by the arm, chuckling "Frank and me were so upset when you left! Joey and Susie nearly cried their eyes out!"
"Hey, it's ok" He smiles softly, "Just tell me what's wrong"
He sighs, putting one hand in his pocket, "I could see Susie crying but Joey?" He says
"It's really loud.. like I can't hear anything!" He says, tears pinpricking in the corner of his eyes.
Frank laughs "you should come back! Think of all the idiots over there!"
A large white bipedal dog-like creature has entered the tavern. His fur is extremely fluffy, like a cloud. His bat-like ears stand tall, constantly swiveling around to listen. His tongue lolls out of his mouth at all time, drooling slightly on his fur. He wears leather armor and carries a giant great axe made of black metal. He has a number of beaded jewelry items on his person, two bracelets, a necklace, and an anklet. He is currently scarfing down a whole meal that is meant for ten people while sitting at one of the booths.
Reese, excited as always to meet a new face, sits down at his booth, ears standing tall.
"Hi! Nice to meet you!"
Alix looks up "Oh hello!" He chirps, grinning "Nice to meet you as well! I'm Alix!"
"I'm Reese." She smiles, slowly comprehending Alix's size. "You're... huge... and so fluffy."
"Yes! I am an Akita breed! Big and fluffy!" He makes a scary face and giggles
She recoils a bit, clenching her paws together at her chest. "D-don't.. h..."
"I'm not gonna hurt ya!" He chuckles "I don't like hurting people first of all." He shrugs "Feels bad."
At his reassurance, she calms down, looking up at him with wide, purple eyes. "I'm sorry about that..."
He chuckles "It's okay! Shouldn't have made the face to begin with."
"just because you hear it doesn't mean it is actually there"
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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
*well, I just had the universes most bi polar Rollercoaster of a morning
*Oh no, are you okay? :(*
*basically, I woke up late so I had to scramble to get ready to leave, then my dad was like 'hey have you seem the cat?' Who apparently has been missing for eniugh time for them to think she somehow got into my locked room while I was sleeping*
*and I start to panic when it turns out they can't even find her and she's potentially been outside for a while. Cause we basically raised this kitten from birth*
*and I'm legit the only one who seems to care. And then I go to the bathroom, and I'm super worried that she's hurt or dead, and then they're just like 'oh hey, we found her, she was hiding.'*
*somehow the little gremlin disdapeared well eniugh within our house to make them think she escaped*
*Oh dude, I am sorry. She's okay now, it's okay.*
*I know, but that took a chunk of my irl emotional batteries lol*
*but yeah, I'm glad she's ok :)*
*(Huggles)*
*(cuddles)*
*oki, rp?*
*Shore.*
Scott is having a minor panic attack at the moment in his room. He is pacing around, trying to get his breathing to calm. The encounter with the man outside and how the man knew what he was thinking caused his paranoia to be set on edge.
A tree out in the woods has been overtaken with black vines that are angular and covered in thorns. Little orange flowers that are shaped like suns grow from them. Smoke seems to eminate off the vines.
Tycho is in the tavern for once, eating lunch
-tempted to do something with the second but I'm not sure who yet-
*Put it like this, Jason knows who that is.*
Scott steps down the stairs, two at a time, counting them in his head as he goes. Solid things, he reminds himself, something he can actually touch without feeling like it's fake. He see's Tycho, practically running over to him, and hugs him, his fingers grabbing at whatever they can. He closes his eyes, trying to ground himself.
*oh no :D* *gotta break out the old lads now*
"Woah, handsy-" He jokes at first, before noticing Scott's panicked state, "Um, you ok there?" He asks softly hugging him back
Jason is crouched down near the plant, wearing his full getup. Mask, leather jacket with hood, jeans, hunting boots. His hands are wrapped in bandages, picking one of the flowers
Scott shakes his head "No.. No.. It's loud." He whispered queitly.
As he did, he hears a crunch of the leaves. Masked faces, four of them, walk around him. "Well well well.. look what we have here!"
"Loud?" He asks, looking a bit worried, "Here, breath, look at me" He lifts their chin softly
He sighs, looking back a bit, "Long way from your masters hunting grounds" He comments
Scott tries to look at them but his eyes keep darting around nervously. "Sorry.. s-sorry."
"Oh we aren't, but you are!" A woman's voice says and grabs Jason by the arm, chuckling "Frank and me were so upset when you left! Joey and Susie nearly cried their eyes out!"
"Hey, it's ok" He smiles softly, "Just tell me what's wrong"
He sighs, putting one hand in his pocket, "I could see Susie crying but Joey?" He says
"It's really loud.. like I can't hear anything!" He says, tears pinpricking in the corner of his eyes.
Frank laughs "you should come back! Think of all the idiots over there!"
He hums softly, keeping eye contact as he covers Scott's ears with his hand, cupping them softly, "Is it quieter now?"
"I doubt I'd be welcomed back as easily as you imply." He says back
*well, I just had the universes most bi polar Rollercoaster of a morning
*Oh no, are you okay? :(*
*basically, I woke up late so I had to scramble to get ready to leave, then my dad was like 'hey have you seem the cat?' Who apparently has been missing for eniugh time for them to think she somehow got into my locked room while I was sleeping*
*and I start to panic when it turns out they can't even find her and she's potentially been outside for a while. Cause we basically raised this kitten from birth*
*and I'm legit the only one who seems to care. And then I go to the bathroom, and I'm super worried that she's hurt or dead, and then they're just like 'oh hey, we found her, she was hiding.'*
*somehow the little gremlin disdapeared well eniugh within our house to make them think she escaped*
*Oh dude, I am sorry. She's okay now, it's okay.*
*I know, but that took a chunk of my irl emotional batteries lol*
*but yeah, I'm glad she's ok :)*
*(Huggles)*
*(cuddles)*
*oki, rp?*
*Shore.*
Scott is having a minor panic attack at the moment in his room. He is pacing around, trying to get his breathing to calm. The encounter with the man outside and how the man knew what he was thinking caused his paranoia to be set on edge.
A tree out in the woods has been overtaken with black vines that are angular and covered in thorns. Little orange flowers that are shaped like suns grow from them. Smoke seems to eminate off the vines.
Tycho is in the tavern for once, eating lunch
-tempted to do something with the second but I'm not sure who yet-
*Put it like this, Jason knows who that is.*
Scott steps down the stairs, two at a time, counting them in his head as he goes. Solid things, he reminds himself, something he can actually touch without feeling like it's fake. He see's Tycho, practically running over to him, and hugs him, his fingers grabbing at whatever they can. He closes his eyes, trying to ground himself.
*oh no :D* *gotta break out the old lads now*
"Woah, handsy-" He jokes at first, before noticing Scott's panicked state, "Um, you ok there?" He asks softly hugging him back
Jason is crouched down near the plant, wearing his full getup. Mask, leather jacket with hood, jeans, hunting boots. His hands are wrapped in bandages, picking one of the flowers
Scott shakes his head "No.. No.. It's loud." He whispered queitly.
As he did, he hears a crunch of the leaves. Masked faces, four of them, walk around him. "Well well well.. look what we have here!"
"Loud?" He asks, looking a bit worried, "Here, breath, look at me" He lifts their chin softly
He sighs, looking back a bit, "Long way from your masters hunting grounds" He comments
Scott tries to look at them but his eyes keep darting around nervously. "Sorry.. s-sorry."
"Oh we aren't, but you are!" A woman's voice says and grabs Jason by the arm, chuckling "Frank and me were so upset when you left! Joey and Susie nearly cried their eyes out!"
"Hey, it's ok" He smiles softly, "Just tell me what's wrong"
He sighs, putting one hand in his pocket, "I could see Susie crying but Joey?" He says
"It's really loud.. like I can't hear anything!" He says, tears pinpricking in the corner of his eyes.
Frank laughs "you should come back! Think of all the idiots over there!"
He hums softly, keeping eye contact as he covers Scott's ears with his hand, cupping them softly, "Is it quieter now?"
"I doubt I'd be welcomed back as easily as you imply." He says back
Scott lets him, nodding a bit "Yeah.." he sniffs.
"C'mon man!" Frank groans "think about how much fun it would be!"
He tries to, in and out, but he is still panicking a bit.
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 finished my lore building for now, so I'm here to RP.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Hey, it's ok" He smiles softly, "Just tell me what's wrong"
He sighs, putting one hand in his pocket, "I could see Susie crying but Joey?" He says
"My domain is improvement. I improve." he flips his hair. "And trust me, my harpies have been single-handedly skyrocketing the inn's soup sales."
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"The noise is not real"
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
"THe menu?!" he says indignantly, rubbing his temples "they're eating my harpies?"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"It's really loud.. like I can't hear anything!" He says, tears pinpricking in the corner of his eyes.
Frank laughs "you should come back! Think of all the idiots over there!"
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
He chuckles "It's okay! Shouldn't have made the face to begin with."
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
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I can hear it 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
"just because you hear it doesn't mean it is actually there"
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
He hums softly, keeping eye contact as he covers Scott's ears with his hand, cupping them softly, "Is it quieter now?"
"I doubt I'd be welcomed back as easily as you imply." He says back
He takes a few more deep breathes, closing his eyes
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
*need some hugs goober?*
Scott lets him, nodding a bit "Yeah.." he sniffs.
"C'mon man!" Frank groans "think about how much fun it would be!"
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
*Not because I am angry, but because I feel nothing anymore.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Felix does not eat intelligent creatures.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels