*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.
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.
*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?"
*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.
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.
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
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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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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*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*
Extended signature
*RP anyone?*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
*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.
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
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.
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
A Dragonborn dismounts from a horse outside the inn. He wears dark, embellished robes and carries a twisted metal staff.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
*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?"
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"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.
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
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)
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
"What.. are you.. doing?" It asks
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