Theren is in the library flipping through books, frustrated. Sigils line his arms and legs.
Leo is by his forge crafting something.
The Tarnished and Helena are outside weaving baskets.
Father Yosef is cleansing (read killing) a demon in a small village nearby.
Thirteen walks into the library with some scrolls he needs to return, looking unusually cheerful. “What’s wrong?”
Riotan, attracted by the brutality, strolls over to the scene casually.
"The commune with dead spell I'm trying to use keeps backfiring." he says, grumbling to himself. "hence the protective sigils."
Father Yosef is standing over the bloodied corpse of the demon, who is sinking into the ground, with bloodied fists. Tattoos of crosses are on his fingers. He murmurs something in Russian before looking over at Riotan.
Thirteen moves closer to examine the books, intrigued. “Oh I could help with that if you like. Who are you trying to speak with?”
Riotan waves at him. “Hi!”
"Hearthstone and Alric.." he says quietly.
"Hello." Yosef says, pulling on his gloves after he wipes his hands clean
“Oh…” Thirteen falls silent. “Well, speak with dead requires at the very least an intact skull.”
“Quite a bloody display that was. Have you no thought for the children?” Riotan posits, grinning.
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This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Theren is in the library flipping through books, frustrated. Sigils line his arms and legs.
Leo is by his forge crafting something.
The Tarnished and Helena are outside weaving baskets.
Father Yosef is cleansing (read killing) a demon in a small village nearby.
Home is jamming out to the Ramones using the walkman that Tyrone got. He is cleaning the bathroom of the Guilt House, the body wrapped in a white plastic garbage bag sitting at the counter in the kitchen on a stool.
Father Luciano is cleaning the temple, sweeping the floors to get ready for the day ahead. He hums to himself as he does so.
Allison is restringing her lute, grumbling about why it is so hard to tune such a simple instrument.
Father Yosef walks into the temple, pulling a glove on. "Morning Father Luciano."
The Tarnished and Helena walk up to her. "Good morning Miss Alison." The Tarnished says quietly.
Luciano looks up and smiles "Hello my son, how art thou this morning?"
Allison looks up and beams "Hello you two, how are you?"
"Well enough." he says with a shrug. "And you Father?"
"We are doing great!" Helena pipes up. "We made you a present."
"Tired, unfortunately." He chuckles.
She blinks and looks up "You didn't need to guys.."
"Bad dreams? Or just staying up too late?"
"It's our thanks for keeping us, well him, alive." Helena says, poking the Tarnished's side. He grumbles something while handing Allison a hand woven basket.
"More so I have been working late." He sighs.
She takes it and looks starstruck, in awe. Se runs her fingers against the work and grins "This is beautiful!"
"Then dont stay up late tonight Father." he says simply.
"Thank you.." The Tarnished mumbles.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren is in the library flipping through books, frustrated. Sigils line his arms and legs.
Leo is by his forge crafting something.
The Tarnished and Helena are outside weaving baskets.
Father Yosef is cleansing (read killing) a demon in a small village nearby.
Thirteen walks into the library with some scrolls he needs to return, looking unusually cheerful. “What’s wrong?”
Riotan, attracted by the brutality, strolls over to the scene casually.
"The commune with dead spell I'm trying to use keeps backfiring." he says, grumbling to himself. "hence the protective sigils."
Father Yosef is standing over the bloodied corpse of the demon, who is sinking into the ground, with bloodied fists. Tattoos of crosses are on his fingers. He murmurs something in Russian before looking over at Riotan.
Thirteen moves closer to examine the books, intrigued. “Oh I could help with that if you like. Who are you trying to speak with?”
Riotan waves at him. “Hi!”
"Hearthstone and Alric.." he says quietly.
"Hello." Yosef says, pulling on his gloves after he wipes his hands clean
“Oh…” Thirteen falls silent. “Well, speak with dead requires at the very least an intact skull.”
“Quite a bloody display that was. Have you no thought for the children?” Riotan posits, grinning.
Theren points at the two skulls on a nearby table. "Checked that box."
"The children were slaughtered by the demon." he says simply
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Back now, drunk something that should help with the fever. How y’all doin? Anyone want to role play? If so, picking the characters would be nice.*
*Who do you have Jester?*
*I got three new ones, A shifter, A changeling, and a Taxabi, the anime characters, the angel gym bro, the DD cast, Sparrow, Rag, Damian, Sanviento, Thane, and a few other in and out I think.*
"while you're here though, can I get a second opinion on something?"
Leo looks up, eyebrows raised. "Yea, what's up hermano?"
he pulls a folded paper out of his pocket "got a project that may backfire quite badly. I want a second set of eyes for the schematic"
Leo wipes his hands on a rag and opens the paper, looking it over.
it looks to be schematics for some kind of gun
(history check)
HIS: 11
The gun is unfamiliar to him. The schematic itself seems feasible, though the runes that would be on the barrel of the gun look old
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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
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
Theren is in the library flipping through books, frustrated. Sigils line his arms and legs.
Leo is by his forge crafting something.
The Tarnished and Helena are outside weaving baskets.
Father Yosef is cleansing (read killing) a demon in a small village nearby.
Home is jamming out to the Ramones using the walkman that Tyrone got. He is cleaning the bathroom of the Guilt House, the body wrapped in a white plastic garbage bag sitting at the counter in the kitchen on a stool.
Father Luciano is cleaning the temple, sweeping the floors to get ready for the day ahead. He hums to himself as he does so.
Allison is restringing her lute, grumbling about why it is so hard to tune such a simple instrument.
Father Yosef walks into the temple, pulling a glove on. "Morning Father Luciano."
The Tarnished and Helena walk up to her. "Good morning Miss Alison." The Tarnished says quietly.
Luciano looks up and smiles "Hello my son, how art thou this morning?"
Allison looks up and beams "Hello you two, how are you?"
"Well enough." he says with a shrug. "And you Father?"
"We are doing great!" Helena pipes up. "We made you a present."
"Tired, unfortunately." He chuckles.
She blinks and looks up "You didn't need to guys.."
"Bad dreams? Or just staying up too late?"
"It's our thanks for keeping us, well him, alive." Helena says, poking the Tarnished's side. He grumbles something while handing Allison a hand woven basket.
"More so I have been working late." He sighs.
She takes it and looks starstruck, in awe. Se runs her fingers against the work and grins "This is beautiful!"
"Then dont stay up late tonight Father." he says simply.
"Thank you.." The Tarnished mumbles.
"I can't, I need to finish writing sigils for protection to hand out to the townsfolk, I have to write a schedule for tomorrow, and clean this entire place from top to bottom." He says, shrugging.
She sets it aside and fishes two small statues out of her pockets. Two small stone statues made of rose quartz and obsidian. One shaped like a snarling wolf and one shaped like a moth. She hands it to them.
*Back now, drunk something that should help with the fever. How y’all doin? Anyone want to role play? If so, picking the characters would be nice.*
*Who do you have Jester?*
*I got three new ones, A shifter, A changeling, and a Taxabi, the anime characters, the angel gym bro, the DD cast, Sparrow, Rag, Damian, Sanviento, Thane, and a few other in and out I think.*
*ok, for Theren we'll do the changeling. Leo will deal with the angel gym bro, and Father Yosef will interact with the tabaxi.*
Theren is in the library flipping through books, frustrated. Sigils line his arms and legs.
Leo is by his forge crafting something.
Father Yosef is cleansing (read killing) a demon in a small village nearby.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Back now, drunk something that should help with the fever. How y’all doin? Anyone want to role play? If so, picking the characters would be nice.*
*Who do you have Jester?*
*I got three new ones, A shifter, A changeling, and a Taxabi, the anime characters, the angel gym bro, the DD cast, Sparrow, Rag, Damian, Sanviento, Thane, and a few other in and out I think.*
(is the Tabaxi a rogue with a rapier and wears boots?)
Theren is in the library flipping through books, frustrated. Sigils line his arms and legs.
Leo is by his forge crafting something.
The Tarnished and Helena are outside weaving baskets.
Father Yosef is cleansing (read killing) a demon in a small village nearby.
Thirteen walks into the library with some scrolls he needs to return, looking unusually cheerful. “What’s wrong?”
Riotan, attracted by the brutality, strolls over to the scene casually.
"The commune with dead spell I'm trying to use keeps backfiring." he says, grumbling to himself. "hence the protective sigils."
Father Yosef is standing over the bloodied corpse of the demon, who is sinking into the ground, with bloodied fists. Tattoos of crosses are on his fingers. He murmurs something in Russian before looking over at Riotan.
Thirteen moves closer to examine the books, intrigued. “Oh I could help with that if you like. Who are you trying to speak with?”
Riotan waves at him. “Hi!”
"Hearthstone and Alric.." he says quietly.
"Hello." Yosef says, pulling on his gloves after he wipes his hands clean
“Oh…” Thirteen falls silent. “Well, speak with dead requires at the very least an intact skull.”
“Quite a bloody display that was. Have you no thought for the children?” Riotan posits, grinning.
Theren points at the two skulls on a nearby table. "Checked that box."
"The children were slaughtered by the demon." he says simply
“Well then it’s as simple as this, I’d say.” He responds, carefully and respectfully lifting one skull to the table, taking from his satchel a few sticks of incense, lighting them by magic, and uttering the incantation.
“Ohhh. Well then it was a boring and senseless demon. Most of them have more class than that.”
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Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"Then dont stay up late tonight Father." he says simply.
"Thank you.." The Tarnished mumbles.
"I can't, I need to finish writing sigils for protection to hand out to the townsfolk, I have to write a schedule for tomorrow, and clean this entire place from top to bottom." He says, shrugging.
She sets it aside and fishes two small statues out of her pockets. Two small stone statues made of rose quartz and obsidian. One shaped like a snarling wolf and one shaped like a moth. She hands it to them.
"Then let me help Father. I have experience with Protection Sigils."
The Tarnished takes the wolf and examines it. Helena squeals happily as she takes the moth.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren points at the two skulls on a nearby table. "Checked that box."
"The children were slaughtered by the demon." he says simply
“Well then it’s as simple as this, I’d say.” He responds, carefully and respectfully lifting one skull to the table, taking from his satchel a few sticks of incense, lighting them by magic, and uttering the incantation.
“Ohhh. Well then it was a boring and senseless demon. Most of them have more class than that.”
Theren watches. As the incantation is muttered black smoke rises...something isn't right. Make a con save with disadvantage please*
"Yes. Most of them are senseless." he says with a frown.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Then dont stay up late tonight Father." he says simply.
"Thank you.." The Tarnished mumbles.
"I can't, I need to finish writing sigils for protection to hand out to the townsfolk, I have to write a schedule for tomorrow, and clean this entire place from top to bottom." He says, shrugging.
She sets it aside and fishes two small statues out of her pockets. Two small stone statues made of rose quartz and obsidian. One shaped like a snarling wolf and one shaped like a moth. She hands it to them.
"Then let me help Father. I have experience with Protection Sigils."
The Tarnished takes the wolf and examines it. Helena squeals happily as she takes the moth.
“And what exactly does that mean?” Her voice sounds far less composed and relaxed than it usually does.
"Oh no, you okay?" He asks.
"Taps into your guilt feeds off of it and all that." he shrugs
Everything scares me when I’m out of water.
”Can I leave it? Or am I trapped?”
"Oh.. Do you need water?" He asked.
"You can leave but I don't think it wants you to yet." He shrugs.
No… I am water. But I like to stay in my river when I can… though I have to leave a lot anyway.
“How do you know??” Loriche is utterly baffled right now.
"oooh, sorry, im a bit stupid." He chuckles.
"I see what the house produces." He chuckles
That was a fair derivation from my answer. You are not stupid.
“But how would that let you know what it wants? And what does it even want from me to begin with???”
"Eh, I kinda am." he chuckles.
"I don't know, I've been here for a good hundred years and I am stuck here."
What else are you? They ask, sitting on their haunches, still peering up at you with great interest.
“Aghhhhhhhhhhhhh… you’re not helping…” She groans, leaning against one wall and sliding down to sit at its base, holding her helmeted head in her hands, apparently overwhelmed.
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Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"Then dont stay up late tonight Father." he says simply.
"Thank you.." The Tarnished mumbles.
"I can't, I need to finish writing sigils for protection to hand out to the townsfolk, I have to write a schedule for tomorrow, and clean this entire place from top to bottom." He says, shrugging.
She sets it aside and fishes two small statues out of her pockets. Two small stone statues made of rose quartz and obsidian. One shaped like a snarling wolf and one shaped like a moth. She hands it to them.
"Then let me help Father. I have experience with Protection Sigils."
The Tarnished takes the wolf and examines it. Helena squeals happily as she takes the moth.
(how hard is Elden ring?)
*Depends if you've played souls games before or not. I struggle a bit because I play it on and off*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Then dont stay up late tonight Father." he says simply.
"Thank you.." The Tarnished mumbles.
"I can't, I need to finish writing sigils for protection to hand out to the townsfolk, I have to write a schedule for tomorrow, and clean this entire place from top to bottom." He says, shrugging.
She sets it aside and fishes two small statues out of her pockets. Two small stone statues made of rose quartz and obsidian. One shaped like a snarling wolf and one shaped like a moth. She hands it to them.
"Then let me help Father. I have experience with Protection Sigils."
The Tarnished takes the wolf and examines it. Helena squeals happily as she takes the moth.
"No no.. Its fine.. I simply need to find the time." He chuckles.
Allison smiles "Im glad you two like it."
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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
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“Oh…” Thirteen falls silent. “Well, speak with dead requires at the very least an intact skull.”
“Quite a bloody display that was. Have you no thought for the children?” Riotan posits, grinning.
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"Then dont stay up late tonight Father." he says simply.
"Thank you.." The Tarnished mumbles.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
HIS: 5
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
That was a fair derivation from my answer. You are not stupid.
“But how would that let you know what it wants? And what does it even want from me to begin with???”
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Theren points at the two skulls on a nearby table. "Checked that box."
"The children were slaughtered by the demon." he says simply
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I got three new ones, A shifter, A changeling, and a Taxabi, the anime characters, the angel gym bro, the DD cast, Sparrow, Rag, Damian, Sanviento, Thane, and a few other in and out I think.*
The gun is unfamiliar to him. The schematic itself seems feasible, though the runes that would be on the barrel of the gun look old
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
"I can't, I need to finish writing sigils for protection to hand out to the townsfolk, I have to write a schedule for tomorrow, and clean this entire place from top to bottom." He says, shrugging.
She sets it aside and fishes two small statues out of her pockets. Two small stone statues made of rose quartz and obsidian. One shaped like a snarling wolf and one shaped like a moth. She hands it to them.
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
*ok, for Theren we'll do the changeling. Leo will deal with the angel gym bro, and Father Yosef will interact with the tabaxi.*
Theren is in the library flipping through books, frustrated. Sigils line his arms and legs.
Leo is by his forge crafting something.
Father Yosef is cleansing (read killing) a demon in a small village nearby.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(is the Tabaxi a rogue with a rapier and wears boots?)
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“Well then it’s as simple as this, I’d say.” He responds, carefully and respectfully lifting one skull to the table, taking from his satchel a few sticks of incense, lighting them by magic, and uttering the incantation.
“Ohhh. Well then it was a boring and senseless demon. Most of them have more class than that.”
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"Holy Hephaestus this look complicated. I cant even identify this..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Eh, I kinda am." he chuckles.
"I don't know, I've been here for a good hundred years and I am stuck here."
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
"Then let me help Father. I have experience with Protection Sigils."
The Tarnished takes the wolf and examines it. Helena squeals happily as she takes the moth.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren watches. As the incantation is muttered black smoke rises...something isn't right. Make a con save with disadvantage please*
"Yes. Most of them are senseless." he says with a frown.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(how hard is Elden ring?)
Extended signature
What else are you? They ask, sitting on their haunches, still peering up at you with great interest.
“Aghhhhhhhhhhhhh… you’re not helping…” She groans, leaning against one wall and sliding down to sit at its base, holding her helmeted head in her hands, apparently overwhelmed.
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Depends if you've played souls games before or not. I struggle a bit because I play it on and off*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"No no.. Its fine.. I simply need to find the time." He chuckles.
Allison smiles "Im glad you two like it."
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
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