*I'm actually crying. I wanted to get my sister a 3DS for Christmas but everything is real pricey..*
(I managed to get my 2DS from a secondhand store for $100)
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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
"Then take one, and leave the rest for the people in need. The cold can bring out the worst in people, but some people keep faith during the freeze." As Barbeau gets close to pick up firewood, Luciano can feel his presence. Freezing, crushing darkness. A demon of the depths. "I do hope you'll tell me when you need more food or firewood. The downtrod are my target market after all."
He nods "I will let you know if I do but, my son, I do worry that you feel that you need to hide yourself as you do now.. you have nothing to fear, I refuse to harm you in anyway." He says, looking at him, his eyes now pure white.
"Everyone has something to fear, Father. People fear sharks, demons, processed foods, industrial machinery, deep water, the cold, the dark, and even other people. Everything that I consist of is something that brings fear to one person or another. A monster is defined by being something weird and scary, and I fall into both categories. It's safer for me to remain hidden."
Tiny pink butterflies seem to appear around him as he stiffens, gripping the edges of his book.
"I love each and everyone of them." She grins.
*Sorry I disappeared.*
He patiently waits for him to speak again, examining his nails with that same soft smile, humming to himself.
"Don't say that, the gifts ain't all that great, its just all I could think of, the most I could do fer you." He picks her up, spinning her in the air for a moment.
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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.'
"Then take one, and leave the rest for the people in need. The cold can bring out the worst in people, but some people keep faith during the freeze." As Barbeau gets close to pick up firewood, Luciano can feel his presence. Freezing, crushing darkness. A demon of the depths. "I do hope you'll tell me when you need more food or firewood. The downtrod are my target market after all."
He nods "I will let you know if I do but, my son, I do worry that you feel that you need to hide yourself as you do now.. you have nothing to fear, I refuse to harm you in anyway." He says, looking at him, his eyes now pure white.
"Everyone has something to fear, Father. People fear sharks, demons, processed foods, industrial machinery, deep water, the cold, the dark, and even other people. Everything that I consist of is something that brings fear to one person or another. A monster is defined by being something weird and scary, and I fall into both categories. It's safer for me to remain hidden."
He smiles warmly and nods "If you insist, I will not pressure you into it." He nods and begins to put logs into the fire.
(if you're dehydrated, drink water instead of alcohol)
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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
Tiny pink butterflies seem to appear around him as he stiffens, gripping the edges of his book.
"I love each and everyone of them." She grins.
*Sorry I disappeared.*
He patiently waits for him to speak again, examining his nails with that same soft smile, humming to himself.
"Don't say that, the gifts ain't all that great, its just all I could think of, the most I could do fer you." He picks her up, spinning her in the air for a moment.
He stands up instantly, the chair getting sent back.
"I think all your gifts are great love.' she chuckles.
Tiny pink butterflies seem to appear around him as he stiffens, gripping the edges of his book.
"I love each and everyone of them." She grins.
*Sorry I disappeared.*
He patiently waits for him to speak again, examining his nails with that same soft smile, humming to himself.
"Don't say that, the gifts ain't all that great, its just all I could think of, the most I could do fer you." He picks her up, spinning her in the air for a moment.
He stands up instantly, the chair getting sent back.
"I think all your gifts are great love.' she chuckles.
He stays in his chair "I assume someone else is in control now." He raises an eyebrow.
He puts her down, kissing her "Thank ya. Felix told me ya made a zombie virus? That's somethin'."
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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.'
Tiny pink butterflies seem to appear around him as he stiffens, gripping the edges of his book.
"I love each and everyone of them." She grins.
*Sorry I disappeared.*
He patiently waits for him to speak again, examining his nails with that same soft smile, humming to himself.
"Don't say that, the gifts ain't all that great, its just all I could think of, the most I could do fer you." He picks her up, spinning her in the air for a moment.
He stands up instantly, the chair getting sent back.
"I think all your gifts are great love.' she chuckles.
He stays in his chair "I assume someone else is in control now." He raises an eyebrow.
He puts her down, kissing her "Thank ya. Felix told me ya made a zombie virus? That's somethin'."
"Damn right." The Writer pushes back his hair, grinning charmingly"Now, what's all this about hunting us down?"
"Yup, it was a long term project of mine. I wanted to test it out here first but I kinda got stopped by him. I want to exact revenge upon the gods..'
"Everyone has something to fear, Father. People fear sharks, demons, processed foods, industrial machinery, deep water, the cold, the dark, and even other people. Everything that I consist of is something that brings fear to one person or another. A monster is defined by being something weird and scary, and I fall into both categories. It's safer for me to remain hidden."
He smiles warmly and nods "If you insist, I will not pressure you into it." He nods and begins to put logs into the fire.
The fiend stays back from the flames. "I'm glad you understand. Most priests would strike me down on the spot."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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(I managed to get my 2DS from a secondhand store for $100)
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'm not handsome...' he sighs
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
*She wants a 3DS specifically but everything is either really pricey or people are asking way above selling price.,
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
*cause sleepy and dehydrated silly*
"Everyone has something to fear, Father. People fear sharks, demons, processed foods, industrial machinery, deep water, the cold, the dark, and even other people. Everything that I consist of is something that brings fear to one person or another. A monster is defined by being something weird and scary, and I fall into both categories. It's safer for me to remain hidden."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Agree to disagree."
*Sorry I disappeared.*
He patiently waits for him to speak again, examining his nails with that same soft smile, humming to himself.
"Don't say that, the gifts ain't all that great, its just all I could think of, the most I could do fer you." He picks her up, spinning her in the air for a moment.
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.)
He smiles warmly and nods "If you insist, I will not pressure you into it." He nods and begins to put logs into the fire.
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 feel you, dude. Trying to get Christmas presents is scary, especially when you're afraid of disappointing someone you love.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He grumbles and rolls his eyes
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
(if you're dehydrated, drink water instead of alcohol)
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
He stands up instantly, the chair getting sent back.
"I think all your gifts are great love.' she 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
He stays in his chair "I assume someone else is in control now." He raises an eyebrow.
He puts her down, kissing her "Thank ya. Felix told me ya made a zombie virus? That's somethin'."
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.)
Tycho gives his usual smirk and leans on him, "Alright, ya owe me a new bottle now"
*You knoww i can't get alcohol*
"Damn right." The Writer pushes back his hair, grinning charmingly"Now, what's all this about hunting us down?"
"Yup, it was a long term project of mine. I wanted to test it out here first but I kinda got stopped by him. I want to exact revenge upon the gods..'
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
"You aren't even supposed to be drinking." 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
"What can I tell you? Bounties are an interesting thing aren't they?" He matches the grin, moving his hair, "You would be the Writer, double right?"
"How 'bout we exact revenge against the gods together?" He says, putting his forehead to hers, his eyes passionate, with a soft smile of love.
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.)
"Yeah, but you stole my old one, sooooo, equivilant exchange and such" he says
The fiend stays back from the flames. "I'm glad you understand. Most priests would strike me down on the spot."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels