Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
*Hey everybody, how y'all doin'? On an unrelated note, does anyone mind if I steal, no I mean borrow, no yeah I mean steal some ideas? I'm trying to expand what is left of Sparrow's old crew, and I'm feeling drained of ideas right now.*
*-puts arm around shoulder- Well pal. How would ya feel about a thief/assassin and a shinobi?*
*Go to hear you're doin good. As for those, I'll try to come up with somethin, cause those sound like good starts.*
*Okie dokie. By the way, if you looking for new crew members Zen, my assassin. And Dyn, the shinobi I'm working on would be glad to join.*
*Dude I would be absolutely down for you to make characters of your own to join the gang, of course I'll have to give you a rundown on the context, but I'd love it.*
*That is a bet mate. Gimmie a rundown*
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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.
Ichigo is sitting outside, having breakfast. He somehow eats despite not really having a real form under the armor. He appears to be eating rice porridge with a bit of seaweed sprinkled in. His blade and Kanabō sit beside him on the ground, freshly sharpened. The Oni has his hood down for the first time in forever, the snarling toothy mask covers his face still.
Tidus has returned today. The slightly chubby cat Cherub is helping some old woman by letting her him. He preens his wings and purrs contently.
Father Luciano is in the temple, writing down a list of things he needs to pick up from the shops today. The priest is dressed in rather civilian clothes today, a grey sweater, a long grey skirt, and a light forest green cardigan.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Ichigo is sitting outside, having breakfast. He somehow eats despite not really having a real form under the armor. He appears to be eating rice porridge with a bit of seaweed sprinkled in. His blade and Kanabō sit beside him on the ground, freshly sharpened. The Oni has his hood down for the first time in forever, the snarling toothy mask covers his face still.
Tidus has returned today. The slightly chubby cat Cherub is helping some old woman by letting her him. He preens his wings and purrs contently.
Father Luciano is in the temple, writing down a list of things he needs to pick up from the shops today. The priest is dressed in rather civilian clothes today, a grey sweater, a long grey skirt, and a light forest green cardigan.
A small campfire flickers in the distance.
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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.
*Hey everybody, how y'all doin'? On an unrelated note, does anyone mind if I steal, no I mean borrow, no yeah I mean steal some ideas? I'm trying to expand what is left of Sparrow's old crew, and I'm feeling drained of ideas right now.*
*-puts arm around shoulder- Well pal. How would ya feel about a thief/assassin and a shinobi?*
*Go to hear you're doin good. As for those, I'll try to come up with somethin, cause those sound like good starts.*
*Okie dokie. By the way, if you looking for new crew members Zen, my assassin. And Dyn, the shinobi I'm working on would be glad to join.*
*Dude I would be absolutely down for you to make characters of your own to join the gang, of course I'll have to give you a rundown on the context, but I'd love it.*
*That is a bet mate. Gimmie a rundown*
*Okay, Magic Wild West, turbulent sandstorms fueled by Wild Magic, the driest deserts anyone's ever had the displeasure of experiencing, and water so rare it's worth as much as gold. The towns that can survive the storms have magic fields around them, and often also have valuable water resevse. Sparrow's crew, although not run by Sparrow as he is just a member along with Thane the Red dragonborn muscle, Grimes the Shifter sniper, the now demon evil Valentine Sisters, and a few others were in a kind of Robin Hood situation, where they stole from those with plenty to give to those in need, which is what the leader of the crew wanted. This rag tag group of people did that for a while, always keeping enough for himself, until the Valentine Sisters got greedy, used some dangerous magic which killed the leader and was supposed to kill Sparrow, now they are after him. The crew has split up, either working with the sisters, by choice or otherwise, or are on the run as well.*
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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.'
*Good morning y'all. I love spending half an hour learning about a freakin order form for caps and gowns graduation*
Theren is recovering from his death experience.
Zen is sitting in the woods by a campfire with his eyes closed. He is on alert.
*the concept of caps and gowns is just stupid in every conceivable way*
Caramel slinks over to him.
Thirteen is searching for Zen at the moment, a small band of undead following him. His sword radiates a strange light.
*Yep*
Theren smiles at the cat.
Zen cracks open an eye, smothering the fire
<Haven’t seen you in a while. How are you?>
He can hear ragged breathing and the crunching of leaves from at least a dozen meters away. Unfortunately for both sides, the autumn-afflicted trees won’t provide much cover without their foliage.
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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.
Shen is meditating, his eyes closed as he seems to eat sushi that pops into existence in front of him. He grabs it with perfect accuracy as it appears around him, chowing down, practicing, and meditating all at the same time.
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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.'
Ichigo is sitting outside, having breakfast. He somehow eats despite not really having a real form under the armor. He appears to be eating rice porridge with a bit of seaweed sprinkled in. His blade and Kanabō sit beside him on the ground, freshly sharpened. The Oni has his hood down for the first time in forever, the snarling toothy mask covers his face still.
Tidus has returned today. The slightly chubby cat Cherub is helping some old woman by letting her him. He preens his wings and purrs contently.
Father Luciano is in the temple, writing down a list of things he needs to pick up from the shops today. The priest is dressed in rather civilian clothes today, a grey sweater, a long grey skirt, and a light forest green cardigan.
A small campfire flickers in the distance.
Ichigo looks up, tilting his head. He stands away, walking towards it.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A Dragonborn dismounts from a horse outside the inn. He wears dark, embellished robes and carries a twisted metal staff.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
*Hey everybody, how y'all doin'? On an unrelated note, does anyone mind if I steal, no I mean borrow, no yeah I mean steal some ideas? I'm trying to expand what is left of Sparrow's old crew, and I'm feeling drained of ideas right now.*
*-puts arm around shoulder- Well pal. How would ya feel about a thief/assassin and a shinobi?*
*Go to hear you're doin good. As for those, I'll try to come up with somethin, cause those sound like good starts.*
*Okie dokie. By the way, if you looking for new crew members Zen, my assassin. And Dyn, the shinobi I'm working on would be glad to join.*
*Dude I would be absolutely down for you to make characters of your own to join the gang, of course I'll have to give you a rundown on the context, but I'd love it.*
*That is a bet mate. Gimmie a rundown*
*Okay, Magic Wild West, turbulent sandstorms fueled by Wild Magic, the driest deserts anyone's ever had the displeasure of experiencing, and water so rare it's worth as much as gold. The towns that can survive the storms have magic fields around them, and often also have valuable water resevse. Sparrow's crew, although not run by Sparrow as he is just a member along with Thane the Red dragonborn muscle, Grimes the Shifter sniper, the now demon evil Valentine Sisters, and a few others were in a kind of Robin Hood situation, where they stole from those with plenty to give to those in need, which is what the leader of the crew wanted. This rag tag group of people did that for a while, always keeping enough for himself, until the Valentine Sisters got greedy, used some dangerous magic which killed the leader and was supposed to kill Sparrow, now they are after him. The crew has split up, either working with the sisters, by choice or otherwise, or are on the run as well.*
*ooooooo!!! This looks so cool! I'll for sure have them join in!*
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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.
Shen is meditating, his eyes closed as he seems to eat sushi that pops into existence in front of him. He grabs it with perfect accuracy as it appears around him, chowing down, practicing, and meditating all at the same time.
Aesir sits down against a tree nearby and says "how are you making sushi pop into existence Shen?"
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fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
*Good morning y'all. I love spending half an hour learning about a freakin order form for caps and gowns graduation*
Theren is recovering from his death experience.
Zen is sitting in the woods by a campfire with his eyes closed. He is on alert.
*the concept of caps and gowns is just stupid in every conceivable way*
Caramel slinks over to him.
Thirteen is searching for Zen at the moment, a small band of undead following him. His sword radiates a strange light.
*Yep*
Theren smiles at the cat.
Zen cracks open an eye, smothering the fire
<Haven’t seen you in a while. How are you?>
He can hear ragged breathing and the crunching of leaves from at least a dozen meters away. Unfortunately for both sides, the autumn-afflicted trees won’t provide much cover without their foliage.
"Died yesterday. So that was fun."
Zen grumbles to himself, gathering his things quickly
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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.
Ichigo is sitting outside, having breakfast. He somehow eats despite not really having a real form under the armor. He appears to be eating rice porridge with a bit of seaweed sprinkled in. His blade and Kanabō sit beside him on the ground, freshly sharpened. The Oni has his hood down for the first time in forever, the snarling toothy mask covers his face still.
Tidus has returned today. The slightly chubby cat Cherub is helping some old woman by letting her him. He preens his wings and purrs contently.
Father Luciano is in the temple, writing down a list of things he needs to pick up from the shops today. The priest is dressed in rather civilian clothes today, a grey sweater, a long grey skirt, and a light forest green cardigan.
A small campfire flickers in the distance.
Ichigo looks up, tilting his head. He stands away, walking towards it.
Zen is sitting by the fire meditating. His sword lays in his lap.
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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.
Ichigo is sitting outside, having breakfast. He somehow eats despite not really having a real form under the armor. He appears to be eating rice porridge with a bit of seaweed sprinkled in. His blade and Kanabō sit beside him on the ground, freshly sharpened. The Oni has his hood down for the first time in forever, the snarling toothy mask covers his face still.
Tidus has returned today. The slightly chubby cat Cherub is helping some old woman by letting her him. He preens his wings and purrs contently.
Father Luciano is in the temple, writing down a list of things he needs to pick up from the shops today. The priest is dressed in rather civilian clothes today, a grey sweater, a long grey skirt, and a light forest green cardigan.
A small campfire flickers in the distance.
Ichigo looks up, tilting his head. He stands away, walking towards it.
Zen is sitting by the fire meditating. His sword lays in his lap.
Ichigo narrows his eyes behind the mask. The insects crawl out from between the cracks, scuttling over silently to him.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Ichigo is sitting outside, having breakfast. He somehow eats despite not really having a real form under the armor. He appears to be eating rice porridge with a bit of seaweed sprinkled in. His blade and Kanabō sit beside him on the ground, freshly sharpened. The Oni has his hood down for the first time in forever, the snarling toothy mask covers his face still.
Tidus has returned today. The slightly chubby cat Cherub is helping some old woman by letting her him. He preens his wings and purrs contently.
Father Luciano is in the temple, writing down a list of things he needs to pick up from the shops today. The priest is dressed in rather civilian clothes today, a grey sweater, a long grey skirt, and a light forest green cardigan.
A small campfire flickers in the distance.
Ichigo looks up, tilting his head. He stands away, walking towards it.
Zen is sitting by the fire meditating. His sword lays in his lap.
Ichigo narrows his eyes behind the mask. The insects crawl out from between the cracks, scuttling over silently to him.
Zen opens his eyes, looking at him. "can I help you?" he asks quietly.
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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.
I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
Ichigo is sitting outside, having breakfast. He somehow eats despite not really having a real form under the armor. He appears to be eating rice porridge with a bit of seaweed sprinkled in. His blade and Kanabō sit beside him on the ground, freshly sharpened. The Oni has his hood down for the first time in forever, the snarling toothy mask covers his face still.
Tidus has returned today. The slightly chubby cat Cherub is helping some old woman by letting her him. He preens his wings and purrs contently.
Father Luciano is in the temple, writing down a list of things he needs to pick up from the shops today. The priest is dressed in rather civilian clothes today, a grey sweater, a long grey skirt, and a light forest green cardigan.
A small campfire flickers in the distance.
Ichigo looks up, tilting his head. He stands away, walking towards it.
Zen is sitting by the fire meditating. His sword lays in his lap.
Ichigo narrows his eyes behind the mask. The insects crawl out from between the cracks, scuttling over silently to him.
Zen opens his eyes, looking at him. "can I help you?" he asks quietly.
"What.. are you.. doing?" It asks
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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*Want me to make the intro, or you?*
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.)
*Yep*
Theren smiles at the cat.
Zen cracks open an eye, smothering the fire
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*you can do the intro jester*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
*RP anyone?*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
*That is a bet mate. Gimmie a rundown*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ichigo is sitting outside, having breakfast. He somehow eats despite not really having a real form under the armor. He appears to be eating rice porridge with a bit of seaweed sprinkled in. His blade and Kanabō sit beside him on the ground, freshly sharpened. The Oni has his hood down for the first time in forever, the snarling toothy mask covers his face still.
Tidus has returned today. The slightly chubby cat Cherub is helping some old woman by letting her him. He preens his wings and purrs contently.
Father Luciano is in the temple, writing down a list of things he needs to pick up from the shops today. The priest is dressed in rather civilian clothes today, a grey sweater, a long grey skirt, and a light forest green cardigan.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
A small campfire flickers in the distance.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Okay, Magic Wild West, turbulent sandstorms fueled by Wild Magic, the driest deserts anyone's ever had the displeasure of experiencing, and water so rare it's worth as much as gold. The towns that can survive the storms have magic fields around them, and often also have valuable water resevse. Sparrow's crew, although not run by Sparrow as he is just a member along with Thane the Red dragonborn muscle, Grimes the Shifter sniper, the now demon evil Valentine Sisters, and a few others were in a kind of Robin Hood situation, where they stole from those with plenty to give to those in need, which is what the leader of the crew wanted. This rag tag group of people did that for a while, always keeping enough for himself, until the Valentine Sisters got greedy, used some dangerous magic which killed the leader and was supposed to kill Sparrow, now they are after him. The crew has split up, either working with the sisters, by choice or otherwise, or are on the run as well.*
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.)
<Haven’t seen you in a while. How are you?>
He can hear ragged breathing and the crunching of leaves from at least a dozen meters away. Unfortunately for both sides, the autumn-afflicted trees won’t provide much cover without their foliage.
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.
Shen is meditating, his eyes closed as he seems to eat sushi that pops into existence in front of him. He grabs it with perfect accuracy as it appears around him, chowing down, practicing, and meditating all at the same time.
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.)
Ichigo looks up, tilting his head. He stands away, walking towards it.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
A Dragonborn dismounts from a horse outside the inn. He wears dark, embellished robes and carries a twisted metal staff.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
*ooooooo!!! This looks so cool! I'll for sure have them join in!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Aesir sits down against a tree nearby and says "how are you making sushi pop into existence Shen?"
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
"Died yesterday. So that was fun."
Zen grumbles to himself, gathering his things quickly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Zen is sitting by the fire meditating. His sword lays in his lap.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ichigo narrows his eyes behind the mask. The insects crawl out from between the cracks, scuttling over silently to him.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Zen opens his eyes, looking at him. "can I help you?" he asks quietly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(hi wendo)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
"What.. are you.. doing?" It asks
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]