*I woke up at 3 am once again, my sleep schedule is screwed.*
*well, at least it’s better than waking up at 2 am*
*It is, how are you doin man? Doin good? Wanna rp?*
*I’ve been reading Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and it’s really, really good. I feel like I would’ve done very well if I was alive back in the peak of ‘60s counterculture*
*I’ll check that out, and I’m not so sure that you would. Call me a hater but I don’t feel the ‘60s would be your place to be, I wouldn’t know, I didn’t live then, but I doubt. Maybe you can prove otherwise if you make a Time Machine.*
*I probably should have phrased that differently. I feel like the zeitgeist of the 60s is very similar to the one that the younger adult generations of modernity are currently creating. I wouldn’t actually want to live in the 1960s and I doubt I would fit there unless it was for a couple of days in a wacky adventure where I have to find a way back to the future and also not retroactively undo my own birth*
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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.
*I woke up at 3 am once again, my sleep schedule is screwed.*
*well, at least it’s better than waking up at 2 am*
*It is, how are you doin man? Doin good? Wanna rp?*
*I’ve been reading Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and it’s really, really good. I feel like I would’ve done very well if I was alive back in the peak of ‘60s counterculture*
*I’ll check that out, and I’m not so sure that you would. Call me a hater but I don’t feel the ‘60s would be your place to be, I wouldn’t know, I didn’t live then, but I doubt. Maybe you can prove otherwise if you make a Time Machine.*
*I probably should have phrased that differently. I feel like the zeitgeist of the 60s is very similar to the one that the younger adult generations of modernity are currently creating. I wouldn’t actually want to live in the 1960s and I doubt I would fit there unless it was for a couple of days in a wacky adventure where I have to find a way back to the future and also not retroactively undo my own birth*
*Well because of how time travel works you wouldn’t be able to. Either the universe would force it to where you couldn’t do that no matter what, or you do it, and it simply creates an alternate universe where you don’t exist. If you were in a wacky adventure I would like to be a part, that would be fun.*
*I woke up at 3 am once again, my sleep schedule is screwed.*
*well, at least it’s better than waking up at 2 am*
*It is, how are you doin man? Doin good? Wanna rp?*
*I’ve been reading Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and it’s really, really good. I feel like I would’ve done very well if I was alive back in the peak of ‘60s counterculture*
*I’ll check that out, and I’m not so sure that you would. Call me a hater but I don’t feel the ‘60s would be your place to be, I wouldn’t know, I didn’t live then, but I doubt. Maybe you can prove otherwise if you make a Time Machine.*
*I probably should have phrased that differently. I feel like the zeitgeist of the 60s is very similar to the one that the younger adult generations of modernity are currently creating. I wouldn’t actually want to live in the 1960s and I doubt I would fit there unless it was for a couple of days in a wacky adventure where I have to find a way back to the future and also not retroactively undo my own birth*
*Well because of how time travel works you wouldn’t be able to. Either the universe would force it to where you couldn’t do that no matter what, or you do it, and it simply creates an alternate universe where you don’t exist. If you were in a wacky adventure I would like to be a part, that would be fun.*
*if my eccentric quantum physicist buddy asks me to take his modified vintage car for a test drive, I’ll PM 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.
*I woke up at 3 am once again, my sleep schedule is screwed.*
*well, at least it’s better than waking up at 2 am*
*It is, how are you doin man? Doin good? Wanna rp?*
*I’ve been reading Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and it’s really, really good. I feel like I would’ve done very well if I was alive back in the peak of ‘60s counterculture*
*I’ll check that out, and I’m not so sure that you would. Call me a hater but I don’t feel the ‘60s would be your place to be, I wouldn’t know, I didn’t live then, but I doubt. Maybe you can prove otherwise if you make a Time Machine.*
*I probably should have phrased that differently. I feel like the zeitgeist of the 60s is very similar to the one that the younger adult generations of modernity are currently creating. I wouldn’t actually want to live in the 1960s and I doubt I would fit there unless it was for a couple of days in a wacky adventure where I have to find a way back to the future and also not retroactively undo my own birth*
*Well because of how time travel works you wouldn’t be able to. Either the universe would force it to where you couldn’t do that no matter what, or you do it, and it simply creates an alternate universe where you don’t exist. If you were in a wacky adventure I would like to be a part, that would be fun.*
*if my eccentric quantum physicist buddy asks me to take his modified vintage car for a test drive, I’ll PM you.*
*Ah, love a good back to the future reference. Anyway, it’s seems we have got nothing else to talk about, wanna rp?*
Allison is inside, curled up next to the fire. She doesn't like the cold very much so she has dressed herself in a beige sweater and a long, dark brown skirt that is insulated. She watches the fire absentmindedly, rubbing a hand over her stomach unconsciously.
Kinko is doing daily preparations for her restaurant, humming to herself happily. The Kitsune has summoned multiple woodland spirits that look like wooden dragons to assist her with her work today.
Scott is curled up on the sofa in the library, passed out from his exhaustion.
*I woke up at 3 am once again, my sleep schedule is screwed.*
*well, at least it’s better than waking up at 2 am*
*It is, how are you doin man? Doin good? Wanna rp?*
*I’ve been reading Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and it’s really, really good. I feel like I would’ve done very well if I was alive back in the peak of ‘60s counterculture*
*I’ll check that out, and I’m not so sure that you would. Call me a hater but I don’t feel the ‘60s would be your place to be, I wouldn’t know, I didn’t live then, but I doubt. Maybe you can prove otherwise if you make a Time Machine.*
*I probably should have phrased that differently. I feel like the zeitgeist of the 60s is very similar to the one that the younger adult generations of modernity are currently creating. I wouldn’t actually want to live in the 1960s and I doubt I would fit there unless it was for a couple of days in a wacky adventure where I have to find a way back to the future and also not retroactively undo my own birth*
*Well because of how time travel works you wouldn’t be able to. Either the universe would force it to where you couldn’t do that no matter what, or you do it, and it simply creates an alternate universe where you don’t exist. If you were in a wacky adventure I would like to be a part, that would be fun.*
*if my eccentric quantum physicist buddy asks me to take his modified vintage car for a test drive, I’ll PM you.*
*Ah, love a good back to the future reference. Anyway, it’s seems we have got nothing else to talk about, wanna rp?*
*sure. since damian is now married, i’m assuming he’s off the table so let’s go with the Leper and Benimaru*
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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.
*I woke up at 3 am once again, my sleep schedule is screwed.*
*well, at least it’s better than waking up at 2 am*
*It is, how are you doin man? Doin good? Wanna rp?*
*I’ve been reading Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and it’s really, really good. I feel like I would’ve done very well if I was alive back in the peak of ‘60s counterculture*
*I’ll check that out, and I’m not so sure that you would. Call me a hater but I don’t feel the ‘60s would be your place to be, I wouldn’t know, I didn’t live then, but I doubt. Maybe you can prove otherwise if you make a Time Machine.*
*I probably should have phrased that differently. I feel like the zeitgeist of the 60s is very similar to the one that the younger adult generations of modernity are currently creating. I wouldn’t actually want to live in the 1960s and I doubt I would fit there unless it was for a couple of days in a wacky adventure where I have to find a way back to the future and also not retroactively undo my own birth*
*Well because of how time travel works you wouldn’t be able to. Either the universe would force it to where you couldn’t do that no matter what, or you do it, and it simply creates an alternate universe where you don’t exist. If you were in a wacky adventure I would like to be a part, that would be fun.*
*if my eccentric quantum physicist buddy asks me to take his modified vintage car for a test drive, I’ll PM you.*
*Ah, love a good back to the future reference. Anyway, it’s seems we have got nothing else to talk about, wanna rp?*
*sure. since damian is now married, i’m assuming he’s off the table so let’s go with the Leper and Benimaru*
*Damian can still rp sometimes, he’s just got a lot more things to do on top of the stuff he already had. Would you like a cowboy as well for free?*
The Leper is sitting atop a hill, sharpening the remains of his broken blade, having taken his mask off to simply enjoy this moment of solidarity and solitude.
Benimaru is standing over the remains of three infernals, all of them having combusted around the same time, and he is now looking for an indication to why.
*Damian can still rp sometimes, he’s just got a lot more things to do on top of the stuff he already had. Would you like a cowboy as well for free?*
The Leper is sitting atop a hill, sharpening the remains of his broken blade, having taken his mask off to simply enjoy this moment of solidarity and solitude.
Benimaru is standing over the remains of three infernals, all of them having combusted around the same time, and he is now looking for an indication to why.
*i’m good but thanks*
The moment ends abruptly as Riotan walks up behind him, whistling tunelessly.
Loriche is walking through the woods, trying to find ingredients to make more alchemist’s fire, and comes across this scene.
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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.
*Damian can still rp sometimes, he’s just got a lot more things to do on top of the stuff he already had. Would you like a cowboy as well for free?*
The Leper is sitting atop a hill, sharpening the remains of his broken blade, having taken his mask off to simply enjoy this moment of solidarity and solitude.
Benimaru is standing over the remains of three infernals, all of them having combusted around the same time, and he is now looking for an indication to why.
*i’m good but thanks*
The moment ends abruptly as Riotan walks up behind him, whistling tunelessly.
Loriche is walking through the woods, trying to find ingredients to make more alchemist’s fire, and comes across this scene.
He takes a deep breath, smelling the air as he puts his mask back onto his face "What do you seek here demon?"
Benimaru doesn't waste his sight looking at them, taking a small bit of the remains of each infernal, and blowing them to the wind as a show of respect. He puts his hands in his pockets after and looks to her "Do you need something, or are you just watching?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Damian can still rp sometimes, he’s just got a lot more things to do on top of the stuff he already had. Would you like a cowboy as well for free?*
The Leper is sitting atop a hill, sharpening the remains of his broken blade, having taken his mask off to simply enjoy this moment of solidarity and solitude.
Benimaru is standing over the remains of three infernals, all of them having combusted around the same time, and he is now looking for an indication to why.
*i’m good but thanks*
The moment ends abruptly as Riotan walks up behind him, whistling tunelessly.
Loriche is walking through the woods, trying to find ingredients to make more alchemist’s fire, and comes across this scene.
He takes a deep breath, smelling the air as he puts his mask back onto his face "What do you seek here demon?"
Benimaru doesn't waste his sight looking at them, taking a small bit of the remains of each infernal, and blowing them to the wind as a show of respect. He puts his hands in his pockets after and looks to her "Do you need something, or are you just watching?"
“Nothin’.” He responds casually.
“No, I… well, actually, maybe. What exactly are those dead things?”
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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.
Allison is inside, curled up next to the fire. She doesn't like the cold very much so she has dressed herself in a beige sweater and a long, dark brown skirt that is insulated. She watches the fire absentmindedly, rubbing a hand over her stomach unconsciously.
Kinko is doing daily preparations for her restaurant, humming to herself happily. The Kitsune has summoned multiple woodland spirits that look like wooden dragons to assist her with her work today.
Scott is curled up on the sofa in the library, passed out from his exhaustion.
Allison is inside, curled up next to the fire. She doesn't like the cold very much so she has dressed herself in a beige sweater and a long, dark brown skirt that is insulated. She watches the fire absentmindedly, rubbing a hand over her stomach unconsciously.
Kinko is doing daily preparations for her restaurant, humming to herself happily. The Kitsune has summoned multiple woodland spirits that look like wooden dragons to assist her with her work today.
Scott is curled up on the sofa in the library, passed out from his exhaustion.
*Hmm, if you want to deal with any of mine, who?*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*I probably should have phrased that differently. I feel like the zeitgeist of the 60s is very similar to the one that the younger adult generations of modernity are currently creating. I wouldn’t actually want to live in the 1960s and I doubt I would fit there unless it was for a couple of days in a wacky adventure where I have to find a way back to the future and also not retroactively undo my own birth*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Well because of how time travel works you wouldn’t be able to. Either the universe would force it to where you couldn’t do that no matter what, or you do it, and it simply creates an alternate universe where you don’t exist. If you were in a wacky adventure I would like to be a part, that would be fun.*
*if my eccentric quantum physicist buddy asks me to take his modified vintage car for a test drive, I’ll PM 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.
*Ah, love a good back to the future reference. Anyway, it’s seems we have got nothing else to talk about, wanna rp?*
*[implodes]*
Allison is inside, curled up next to the fire. She doesn't like the cold very much so she has dressed herself in a beige sweater and a long, dark brown skirt that is insulated. She watches the fire absentmindedly, rubbing a hand over her stomach unconsciously.
Kinko is doing daily preparations for her restaurant, humming to herself happily. The Kitsune has summoned multiple woodland spirits that look like wooden dragons to assist her with her work today.
Scott is curled up on the sofa in the library, passed out from his exhaustion.
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
*sure. since damian is now married, i’m assuming he’s off the table so let’s go with the Leper and Benimaru*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Blehhh :3
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
*Damian can still rp sometimes, he’s just got a lot more things to do on top of the stuff he already had. Would you like a cowboy as well for free?*
The Leper is sitting atop a hill, sharpening the remains of his broken blade, having taken his mask off to simply enjoy this moment of solidarity and solitude.
Benimaru is standing over the remains of three infernals, all of them having combusted around the same time, and he is now looking for an indication to why.
*Blurgh*
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
(AWAWAWAWAAAA! >:333)
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
*[bites chu]*
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 am I witnessing?*
*The death of a bloodline.*
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’m good but thanks*
The moment ends abruptly as Riotan walks up behind him, whistling tunelessly.
Loriche is walking through the woods, trying to find ingredients to make more alchemist’s fire, and comes across this scene.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He takes a deep breath, smelling the air as he puts his mask back onto his face "What do you seek here demon?"
Benimaru doesn't waste his sight looking at them, taking a small bit of the remains of each infernal, and blowing them to the wind as a show of respect. He puts his hands in his pockets after and looks to her "Do you need something, or are you just watching?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Huh, thought it would be more graphic.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
“Nothin’.” He responds casually.
“No, I… well, actually, maybe. What exactly are those dead things?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The Leper turns away to stare into the distance "Then why are you here."
Benimaru sighs "Infernals. People who spontaneously combusted and became monsters. Basically fire zombies."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*[implodes]*
Allison is inside, curled up next to the fire. She doesn't like the cold very much so she has dressed herself in a beige sweater and a long, dark brown skirt that is insulated. She watches the fire absentmindedly, rubbing a hand over her stomach unconsciously.
Kinko is doing daily preparations for her restaurant, humming to herself happily. The Kitsune has summoned multiple woodland spirits that look like wooden dragons to assist her with her work today.
Scott is curled up on the sofa in the library, passed out from his exhaustion.
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
*Hmm, if you want to deal with any of mine, who?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)