*I randomly decided to doodle a ton of peepers on my notebook. Now I have an army of them.*
(we're eating good tonight)
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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
Phoenix hands twitch violently, trying to hold back his PTSD.
He shakes his head, holding back a hacking cough "Sorry... I was more bright eyed and bushy tailed then. Either way, you were a legend, I always wanted to meet you." He holds out a hand "I'm Trench."
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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.'
*Jobah? Could I have the slightest crumb of rp with you? Pretty please?*
*without question. All you have to do is ask*
*Would it be okay with you if you choose some of the people?*
*Of course. Let’s go with Merabelle and Damian*
*Of course.*
Damian lies dead in his garden, face down next to several boxes holding all of his vegetables and seeds within. He hasn't been dead for too long.
Merabelle is sitting crosslegged in the forest, meditating and channeling her druidic capabilities to combat the threat plaguing the forest. She is in her starry form, most of her connected to the air and ground.
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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.'
Phoenix hands twitch violently, trying to hold back his PTSD.
He shakes his head, holding back a hacking cough "Sorry... I was more bright eyed and bushy tailed then. Either way, you were a legend, I always wanted to meet you." He holds out a hand "I'm Trench."
He shakes his hand, teeth gritted. "Ain't no legend kid."
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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.
Phoenix hands twitch violently, trying to hold back his PTSD.
He shakes his head, holding back a hacking cough "Sorry... I was more bright eyed and bushy tailed then. Either way, you were a legend, I always wanted to meet you." He holds out a hand "I'm Trench."
He shakes his hand, teeth gritted. "Ain't no legend kid."
"Sure you aren't, and I ain't no kid." He sits down next to them, taking out a flask and drinking from it.
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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.'
Phoenix hands twitch violently, trying to hold back his PTSD.
He shakes his head, holding back a hacking cough "Sorry... I was more bright eyed and bushy tailed then. Either way, you were a legend, I always wanted to meet you." He holds out a hand "I'm Trench."
He shakes his hand, teeth gritted. "Ain't no legend kid."
"Sure you aren't, and I ain't no kid." He sits down next to them, taking out a flask and drinking from it.
"Shouldn't drink. Don't help nothin go away."
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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.
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He sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose before putting his journal away and walking over, tapping their shoulder
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 looks up and smiles. "Oh hello."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Are you Phoenix? Ex-... what was it? Soldier?" He asks, scratching his bearded chin.
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 nods. "Yeah...why?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks up, holding the shield above her head.
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.
Two more villagers are snatched and killed, bodies falling
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I heard about you back in the day, worked for another fleet around the same time." He smiles softly at them "Back when I cared..."
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.)
Phoenix hands twitch violently, trying to hold back his PTSD.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Of course. Let’s go with Merabelle and Damian*
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.
“Oh come on!” She starts trying to retreat.
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.
*I randomly decided to doodle a ton of peepers on my notebook. Now I have an army of them.*
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
(we're eating good tonight)
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 shakes his head, holding back a hacking cough "Sorry... I was more bright eyed and bushy tailed then. Either way, you were a legend, I always wanted to meet you." He holds out a hand "I'm Trench."
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.)
*Yessss! Doodle army rise!!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The creature stalks out of the trees, its horrifying visage covered in blood. It stands on two feet and roars loudly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Command them to invade the shores of Denmark*
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.
*Of course.*
Damian lies dead in his garden, face down next to several boxes holding all of his vegetables and seeds within. He hasn't been dead for too long.
Merabelle is sitting crosslegged in the forest, meditating and channeling her druidic capabilities to combat the threat plaguing the forest. She is in her starry form, most of her connected to the air and ground.
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 shakes his hand, teeth gritted. "Ain't no legend kid."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Sure you aren't, and I ain't no kid." He sits down next to them, taking out a flask and drinking from it.
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.)
"Shouldn't drink. Don't help nothin go away."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.