*Thinking about bringing back Richard, my greed devil.*
(ooh)
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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
Rio nods and turns to Samaritan. “Fancy meeting you here!”
Samaritan folds his arms "Mn, yes. This is my protege, trained him with every bit of knowledge."
“I personally wouldn’t trust anyone with ALL my knowledge, but then again I’ve never really trusted anybody to begin with. So you’re like a culinary devil?”
"Something of the sort. I would like to think of myself of the best chef of all time and space but my husband might have to take that title." He huffs.
Rio looks disappointed again for some reason. “So you’re a chef? Then name every food.”
"I'll start with your head boiled in a pot. Actually I should just show you." Samaritan stands up and brandishes his knife.
“Calm down! I can’t be that appetizing, can I?”
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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.
*If anyone else would like to RP, here are characters.*
Sister and Brother are back in town, pickpocketing anyone in their way. The two are currently sitting outside, counting the amount of cash they managed to get.
Stroth is working on a new sample of the blight flowers, testing them out in a horses corpse.
Donn is knitting a scarf for one of his daughters the colors seeming to each and everyone he can get his hands on.
Rio nods and turns to Samaritan. “Fancy meeting you here!”
Samaritan folds his arms "Mn, yes. This is my protege, trained him with every bit of knowledge."
“I personally wouldn’t trust anyone with ALL my knowledge, but then again I’ve never really trusted anybody to begin with. So you’re like a culinary devil?”
"Something of the sort. I would like to think of myself of the best chef of all time and space but my husband might have to take that title." He huffs.
Rio looks disappointed again for some reason. “So you’re a chef? Then name every food.”
"I'll start with your head boiled in a pot. Actually I should just show you." Samaritan stands up and brandishes his knife.
“Calm down! I can’t be that appetizing, can I?”
"I can make you with a couple of spices and some vegetables." He grumbles.
Hyacinthe is in a bombed-out building, sitting on a rickety wooden chair. He drums the fingers on his right hand on his face, the other hand on his scalp. His leg bounces and jostles. He looks up, taking a long, sharp breath.
Felix is trying to make tempura underdark mushrooms. The hardest part is making them not horrible.
Loriche is making her way through the ruins, looking for cool crap.
He hears a faint voice somewhere behind him, yet seemingly all around him. It sounds like Mauric’s voice.
She hears him talking to himself. "Oh, by the lords... will I ever be rid of you? All of you, you've forgotten... yet you haunt me. In my restless dreams... I see your faces."
He looks around. "Buddy? You alright?"
“Cool poem!” Loriche yells to Hyacinthe.
There’s no one here. “Felix!” The voice says.
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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.
Rio nods and turns to Samaritan. “Fancy meeting you here!”
Samaritan folds his arms "Mn, yes. This is my protege, trained him with every bit of knowledge."
“I personally wouldn’t trust anyone with ALL my knowledge, but then again I’ve never really trusted anybody to begin with. So you’re like a culinary devil?”
"Something of the sort. I would like to think of myself of the best chef of all time and space but my husband might have to take that title." He huffs.
Rio looks disappointed again for some reason. “So you’re a chef? Then name every food.”
"I'll start with your head boiled in a pot. Actually I should just show you." Samaritan stands up and brandishes his knife.
“Calm down! I can’t be that appetizing, can I?”
"I can make you with a couple of spices and some vegetables." He grumbles.
“Yeah.” He admits. “But still pretty stringy either way.”
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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.
She hears him talking to himself. "Oh, by the lords... will I ever be rid of you? All of you, you've forgotten... yet you haunt me. In my restless dreams... I see your faces."
He looks around. "Buddy? You alright?"
“Cool poem!” Loriche yells to Hyacinthe.
There’s no one here. “Felix!” The voice says.
He turns his head to look at her. He's smiling, per the norm. "Aye, stranger! Have you heard the history of this place? It's over 100 years old. Only I've had the time to commit its crimes to memory."
"Since when did you get clairvocalization?" He asks out loud.
Rio nods and turns to Samaritan. “Fancy meeting you here!”
Samaritan folds his arms "Mn, yes. This is my protege, trained him with every bit of knowledge."
“I personally wouldn’t trust anyone with ALL my knowledge, but then again I’ve never really trusted anybody to begin with. So you’re like a culinary devil?”
"Something of the sort. I would like to think of myself of the best chef of all time and space but my husband might have to take that title." He huffs.
Rio looks disappointed again for some reason. “So you’re a chef? Then name every food.”
"I'll start with your head boiled in a pot. Actually I should just show you." Samaritan stands up and brandishes his knife.
“Calm down! I can’t be that appetizing, can I?”
"I can make you with a couple of spices and some vegetables." He grumbles.
“Yeah.” He admits. “But still pretty stringy either way.”
"You would make good burger meat however." He chuckles.
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
*If anyone else would like to RP, here are characters.*
Sister and Brother are back in town, pickpocketing anyone in their way. The two are currently sitting outside, counting the amount of cash they managed to get.
Stroth is working on a new sample of the blight flowers, testing them out in a horses corpse.
Donn is knitting a scarf for one of his daughters the colors seeming to each and everyone he can get his hands on.
Felix waddles over. "You know, I don't think Sparrow would approve of you turning everyone into zombies again. He wouldn't be mad, I'm sure, but I doubt he would approve."
Hyacinthe stumbles through the woods in his tattered buckskin clothes. He sees Donn to his side about ten feet off, and thinks for a moment. "Looks good, big lad!"
*If anyone else would like to RP, here are characters.*
Sister and Brother are back in town, pickpocketing anyone in their way. The two are currently sitting outside, counting the amount of cash they managed to get.
Stroth is working on a new sample of the blight flowers, testing them out in a horses corpse.
Donn is knitting a scarf for one of his daughters the colors seeming to each and everyone he can get his hands on.
Felix waddles over. "You know, I don't think Sparrow would approve of you turning everyone into zombies again. He wouldn't be mad, I'm sure, but I doubt he would approve."
Hyacinthe stumbles through the woods in his tattered buckskin clothes. He sees Donn to his side about ten feet off, and thinks for a moment. "Looks good, big lad!"
She snaps her head around "Oh, you again, can't stay away can you?" She chuckles "He knows I strive to become the best creature I can be and that includes my scientific knowledge."
Donn looks up "Oh hello, thank you." He smiles and bows his head.
*Would anyone like to roleplay? If so, please do pick who you would like from my roster.*
*Rag and Sparrow. Pick which one for which, if you desire to do so.*
Hyacinthe is in a bombed-out building, sitting on a rickety wooden chair. He drums the fingers on his right hand on his face, the other hand on his scalp. His leg bounces and jostles. He looks up, taking a long, sharp breath.
Felix is trying to make tempura underdark mushrooms. The hardest part is making them not horrible.
She hears him talking to himself. "Oh, by the lords... will I ever be rid of you? All of you, you've forgotten... yet you haunt me. In my restless dreams... I see your faces."
He looks around. "Buddy? You alright?"
“Cool poem!” Loriche yells to Hyacinthe.
There’s no one here. “Felix!” The voice says.
He turns his head to look at her. He's smiling, per the norm. "Aye, stranger! Have you heard the history of this place? It's over 100 years old. Only I've had the time to commit its crimes to memory."
"Since when did you get clairvocalization?" He asks out loud.
“No but that sounds interesting.”
“Since I paid a guy. Now I need your help. Right now I’m in Heaven, and Damian might get sentenced to death.”
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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.
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
Rio nods and turns to Samaritan. “Fancy meeting you here!”
Samaritan folds his arms "Mn, yes. This is my protege, trained him with every bit of knowledge."
“I personally wouldn’t trust anyone with ALL my knowledge, but then again I’ve never really trusted anybody to begin with. So you’re like a culinary devil?”
"Something of the sort. I would like to think of myself of the best chef of all time and space but my husband might have to take that title." He huffs.
Rio looks disappointed again for some reason. “So you’re a chef? Then name every food.”
"I'll start with your head boiled in a pot. Actually I should just show you." Samaritan stands up and brandishes his knife.
“Calm down! I can’t be that appetizing, can I?”
"I can make you with a couple of spices and some vegetables." He grumbles.
“Yeah.” He admits. “But still pretty stringy either way.”
"You would make good burger meat however." He chuckles.
“I would never allow such a disgrace of my body.”
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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.
Rio nods and turns to Samaritan. “Fancy meeting you here!”
Samaritan folds his arms "Mn, yes. This is my protege, trained him with every bit of knowledge."
“I personally wouldn’t trust anyone with ALL my knowledge, but then again I’ve never really trusted anybody to begin with. So you’re like a culinary devil?”
"Something of the sort. I would like to think of myself of the best chef of all time and space but my husband might have to take that title." He huffs.
Rio looks disappointed again for some reason. “So you’re a chef? Then name every food.”
"I'll start with your head boiled in a pot. Actually I should just show you." Samaritan stands up and brandishes his knife.
“Calm down! I can’t be that appetizing, can I?”
"I can make you with a couple of spices and some vegetables." He grumbles.
“Yeah.” He admits. “But still pretty stringy either way.”
"You would make good burger meat however." He chuckles.
“I would never allow such a disgrace of my body.”
"Hmph, still." He shrugs and William laughs a bit.
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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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(ooh)
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
“Calm down! I can’t be that appetizing, can I?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*If anyone else would like to RP, here are characters.*
Sister and Brother are back in town, pickpocketing anyone in their way. The two are currently sitting outside, counting the amount of cash they managed to get.
Stroth is working on a new sample of the blight flowers, testing them out in a horses corpse.
Donn is knitting a scarf for one of his daughters the colors seeming to each and everyone he can get his hands on.
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 can make you with a couple of spices and some vegetables." He grumbles.
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
“Cool poem!” Loriche yells to Hyacinthe.
There’s no one here. “Felix!” The voice says.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Yeah.” He admits. “But still pretty stringy either way.”
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 turns his head to look at her. He's smiling, per the norm. "Aye, stranger! Have you heard the history of this place? It's over 100 years old. Only I've had the time to commit its crimes to memory."
"Since when did you get clairvocalization?" He asks out loud.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"You would make good burger meat however." He chuckles.
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
(can i rp with xan 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
Felix waddles over. "You know, I don't think Sparrow would approve of you turning everyone into zombies again. He wouldn't be mad, I'm sure, but I doubt he would approve."
Hyacinthe stumbles through the woods in his tattered buckskin clothes. He sees Donn to his side about ten feet off, and thinks for a moment. "Looks good, big lad!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Free if you get me a coffee." He continues tapping at the computer.
He turns his head concerned "What? Did I say somethin' wrong?"
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.)
*Sure!*
Xan is outside, taking a walk.
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
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.)
She snaps her head around "Oh, you again, can't stay away can you?" She chuckles "He knows I strive to become the best creature I can be and that includes my scientific knowledge."
Donn looks up "Oh hello, thank you." He smiles and bows his head.
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
*Rag and Sparrow. Pick which one for which, if you desire to do so.*
Hyacinthe is in a bombed-out building, sitting on a rickety wooden chair. He drums the fingers on his right hand on his face, the other hand on his scalp. His leg bounces and jostles. He looks up, taking a long, sharp breath.
Felix is trying to make tempura underdark mushrooms. The hardest part is making them not horrible.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“No but that sounds interesting.”
“Since I paid a guy. Now I need your help. Right now I’m in Heaven, and Damian might get sentenced to death.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Isaac walks up next to him
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 would never allow such a disgrace of my body.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Xan raises a brow "Hey.'
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
"Hmph, still." He shrugs and William laughs 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