Okigaro is sitting outside, deboning some fish. She grumbles to herself and hands the bones to her dogs who nearly take off one of her fingers to snap up the bones.
William is opening the Red Plate for the lunch rush. He runs a hand through his short black hair, heading back towards the kitchen to wash his hands.
Home is grumbling to himself as he drags the plastic wrapped body bag into the basement, talking to himself about how annoying the body is and how he doesn't have a moment of peace with it.
Klei is practicing his swordplay nearby.
Mauric knocks on the kitchen door.
Loriche is erecting markers near the Guilt House.
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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.
"I really don't think you could help me, especially not in your current state."
He sighs, and smiles “Fair enough, wouldn’t know if I don’t know if you want, especially if you don’t know who I am.”
He nods. "Hey, this is kind of a weird question, but... what does the cold feel like?"
He takes a moment to consider the question, looking to his infernal glove “I assume you don’t mean literally… I’d have to say desolation, the absence of what life is supposed to be. For a long time, I felt nothing but cold, every day meaningless, just waiting for the next.”
*Sorry for disappearing, a rather large group of girls scouts came in and then a coworker of mine wanted to get lunch.*
(hi wendo)
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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
*Sorry for disappearing, a rather large group of girls scouts came in and then a coworker of mine wanted to get lunch.*
(hi wendo)
*Hey bud.*
(how are you doing)
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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
Okigaro is sitting outside, deboning some fish. She grumbles to herself and hands the bones to her dogs who nearly take off one of her fingers to snap up the bones.
William is opening the Red Plate for the lunch rush. He runs a hand through his short black hair, heading back towards the kitchen to wash his hands.
Home is grumbling to himself as he drags the plastic wrapped body bag into the basement, talking to himself about how annoying the body is and how he doesn't have a moment of peace with it.
Klei is practicing his swordplay nearby.
Mauric knocks on the kitchen door.
Loriche is erecting markers near the Guilt House.
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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.
He nods. "Hey, this is kind of a weird question, but... what does the cold feel like?"
He takes a moment to consider the question, looking to his infernal glove “I assume you don’t mean literally… I’d have to say desolation, the absence of what life is supposed to be. For a long time, I felt nothing but cold, every day meaningless, just waiting for the next.”
Okigaro is sitting outside, deboning some fish. She grumbles to herself and hands the bones to her dogs who nearly take off one of her fingers to snap up the bones.
William is opening the Red Plate for the lunch rush. He runs a hand through his short black hair, heading back towards the kitchen to wash his hands.
Home is grumbling to himself as he drags the plastic wrapped body bag into the basement, talking to himself about how annoying the body is and how he doesn't have a moment of peace with it.
Okigaro is sitting outside, deboning some fish. She grumbles to herself and hands the bones to her dogs who nearly take off one of her fingers to snap up the bones.
William is opening the Red Plate for the lunch rush. He runs a hand through his short black hair, heading back towards the kitchen to wash his hands.
Home is grumbling to himself as he drags the plastic wrapped body bag into the basement, talking to himself about how annoying the body is and how he doesn't have a moment of peace with it.
Klei is practicing his swordplay nearby.
Mauric knocks on the kitchen door.
Loriche is erecting markers near the Guilt House.
Okigaro watches, she looks a bit sad.
William opens it, eyes narrowed.
Home peeks out and raises a brow "Whatcha doing?"
Klei eventually tucks his shortsword back into his belt and turns. He waves to Okigaro politely.
“Hi William!” Mauric smiles widely. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”
Loriche slams a brass rod into the ground. “Just marking this area for later reference. Hope it doesn’t make the house mad.”
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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.
He sighs, and smiles “Fair enough, wouldn’t know if I don’t know if you want, especially if you don’t know who I am.”
Klei is practicing his swordplay nearby.
Mauric knocks on the kitchen door.
Loriche is erecting markers near the Guilt House.
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 nods. "Hey, this is kind of a weird question, but... what does the cold feel like?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Sorry for disappearing, a rather large group of girls scouts came in and then a coworker of mine wanted to get lunch.*
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
He takes a moment to consider the question, looking to his infernal glove “I assume you don’t mean literally… I’d have to say desolation, the absence of what life is supposed to be. For a long time, I felt nothing but cold, every day meaningless, just waiting for the next.”
(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
*that’s one of the best reasons to disappear*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*No it ain't.*
*Hey bud.*
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
(how are you doing)
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
*Bored, I don't want to work but I have to.*
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
*idk i’m super hungry and that’s probably why it sounds awesome to me*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*How many children did you eat this time?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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 nods. "How did you... warm up?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Both of you, into the pit, now.*
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
Okigaro watches, she looks a bit sad.
William opens it, eyes narrowed.
Home peeks out and raises a brow "Whatcha doing?"
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
*NO! NOT INTO THE PIT!! IT BURNSSSS!!!!*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Don't worry, You just in there for timeout.*
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
Klei eventually tucks his shortsword back into his belt and turns. He waves to Okigaro politely.
“Hi William!” Mauric smiles widely. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”
Loriche slams a brass rod into the ground. “Just marking this area for later reference. Hope it doesn’t make the house mad.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Link: The Faces of Evil reference :)*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.