Holly looks up at them, slightly intimidated. "Well, um, hello there."
He looks down, and says: "Hello there, small being!" He speaks slowly, and seems very curious. "What are you doing?" His voice is very deep, but not rumbling. Just very low.
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Holly looks up at them, slightly intimidated. "Well, um, hello there."
He looks down, and says: "Hello there, small being!" He speaks slowly, and seems very curious. "What are you doing?" His voice is very deep, but not rumbling. Just very low.
"I'm, err, preparing for christmas." She seems to try and hold her ground, even though you are kinda freaking her out with your size.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Holly looks up at them, slightly intimidated. "Well, um, hello there."
He looks down, and says: "Hello there, small being!" He speaks slowly, and seems very curious. "What are you doing?" His voice is very deep, but not rumbling. Just very low.
"I'm, err, preparing for christmas." She seems to try and hold her ground, even though you are kinda freaking her out with your size.
"Can I help?" he asks, completely oblivious to her terror.
Holly looks up at them, slightly intimidated. "Well, um, hello there."
He looks down, and says: "Hello there, small being!" He speaks slowly, and seems very curious. "What are you doing?" His voice is very deep, but not rumbling. Just very low.
"I'm, err, preparing for christmas." She seems to try and hold her ground, even though you are kinda freaking her out with your size.
"Can I help?" he asks, completely oblivious to her terror.
*Sorry Drummer, you did pick this one.*
"Um, sure." She hands you a tiny paintbrush and shows you a selection of unpainted decorations. "Take your pick."
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Holly looks up at them, slightly intimidated. "Well, um, hello there."
He looks down, and says: "Hello there, small being!" He speaks slowly, and seems very curious. "What are you doing?" His voice is very deep, but not rumbling. Just very low.
"I'm, err, preparing for christmas." She seems to try and hold her ground, even though you are kinda freaking her out with your size.
"Can I help?" he asks, completely oblivious to her terror.
*Sorry Drummer, you did pick this one.*
"Um, sure." She hands you a tiny paintbrush and shows you a selection of unpainted decorations. "Take your pick."
The goliath picks a snowflake(if there is one).
"What's your name?" he asks.
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Holly looks up at them, slightly intimidated. "Well, um, hello there."
He looks down, and says: "Hello there, small being!" He speaks slowly, and seems very curious. "What are you doing?" His voice is very deep, but not rumbling. Just very low.
"I'm, err, preparing for christmas." She seems to try and hold her ground, even though you are kinda freaking her out with your size.
"Can I help?" he asks, completely oblivious to her terror.
*Sorry Drummer, you did pick this one.*
"Um, sure." She hands you a tiny paintbrush and shows you a selection of unpainted decorations. "Take your pick."
The goliath picks a snowflake(if there is one).
"What's your name?" he asks.
(There is)
"Holly. What's yours?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Holly looks up at them, slightly intimidated. "Well, um, hello there."
He looks down, and says: "Hello there, small being!" He speaks slowly, and seems very curious. "What are you doing?" His voice is very deep, but not rumbling. Just very low.
"I'm, err, preparing for christmas." She seems to try and hold her ground, even though you are kinda freaking her out with your size.
"Can I help?" he asks, completely oblivious to her terror.
*Sorry Drummer, you did pick this one.*
"Um, sure." She hands you a tiny paintbrush and shows you a selection of unpainted decorations. "Take your pick."
The goliath picks a snowflake(if there is one).
"What's your name?" he asks.
(There is)
"Holly. What's yours?"
"My name is Fenyang."
(Pronounced the same as it looks. Fen-yang.)
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remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
Holly looks up at them, slightly intimidated. "Well, um, hello there."
He looks down, and says: "Hello there, small being!" He speaks slowly, and seems very curious. "What are you doing?" His voice is very deep, but not rumbling. Just very low.
"I'm, err, preparing for christmas." She seems to try and hold her ground, even though you are kinda freaking her out with your size.
"Can I help?" he asks, completely oblivious to her terror.
*Sorry Drummer, you did pick this one.*
"Um, sure." She hands you a tiny paintbrush and shows you a selection of unpainted decorations. "Take your pick."
The goliath picks a snowflake(if there is one).
"What's your name?" he asks.
(There is)
"Holly. What's yours?"
"My name is Fenyang."
(Pronounced the same as it looks. Fen-yang.)
"Well, nice to meet you Fenyang."
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Holly looks up at them, slightly intimidated. "Well, um, hello there."
He looks down, and says: "Hello there, small being!" He speaks slowly, and seems very curious. "What are you doing?" His voice is very deep, but not rumbling. Just very low.
"I'm, err, preparing for christmas." She seems to try and hold her ground, even though you are kinda freaking her out with your size.
"Can I help?" he asks, completely oblivious to her terror.
*Sorry Drummer, you did pick this one.*
"Um, sure." She hands you a tiny paintbrush and shows you a selection of unpainted decorations. "Take your pick."
The goliath picks a snowflake(if there is one).
"What's your name?" he asks.
(There is)
"Holly. What's yours?"
"My name is Fenyang."
(Pronounced the same as it looks. Fen-yang.)
"Well, nice to meet you Fenyang."
"Yes! Nice to meet you too! Why are you here?" All the while he's talking he's painting the snowflake.
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*morning*
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
He looks down, and says: "Hello there, small being!" He speaks slowly, and seems very curious. "What are you doing?" His voice is very deep, but not rumbling. Just very low.
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*I AM HORRIBLY JEALOUS OF THIS: https://youtube.com/shorts/KcYRcg6NoTc?feature=share *
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
*Why?*
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"I'm, err, preparing for christmas." She seems to try and hold her ground, even though you are kinda freaking her out with your size.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*I wish i could dance like that :.[*
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 help?" he asks, completely oblivious to her terror.
*Sorry Drummer, you did pick this one.*
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*With practise anything is possible.*
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Um, sure." She hands you a tiny paintbrush and shows you a selection of unpainted decorations. "Take your pick."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Jackson is inside his room, upstairs. He stands in his bathroom, wiping blood from deep gashes over his torso.
Morthos is sitting in the main room, having tea and reading his spell book.
Mr Stealy is curled up in the hall, tripping people he doesnt like.
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
There is knock on his door.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
The goliath picks a snowflake(if there is one).
"What's your name?" he asks.
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
(There is)
"Holly. What's yours?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"Its open!" he calls out
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
"My name is Fenyang."
(Pronounced the same as it looks. Fen-yang.)
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
Phoenix walks in. His mask is very damaged and is barely staying on his face.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Well, nice to meet you Fenyang."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Jack peer out "Phoenix?" He walks over and examines him "What happened??"
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
"Yes! Nice to meet you too! Why are you here?" All the while he's talking he's painting the snowflake.
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
Phoenix looks at him. "I should ask the same of you." he says, swaying on his feet.
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