*Good morning you lovely folks. Our power went out cuz a transformer blew up. Woke up to the sound of it exploding. Another lovely 3 hours of sleep in the bag*
Hare, Lamb, Buck, and Harpy are sticking close to a cave, picking flowers to make a bouquet. Buck is still slightly ill.
Leo is tinkering with his machines. It's clear he hasn't slept for a while, exhaustion making his hands shaky and his eyesight blurred.
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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.
*Good morning you lovely folks. Our power went out cuz a transformer blew up. Woke up to the sound of it exploding. Another lovely 3 hours of sleep in the bag*
Hare, Lamb, Buck, and Harpy are sticking close to a cave, picking flowers to make a bouquet. Buck is still slightly ill.
Leo is tinkering with his machines. It's clear he hasn't slept for a while, exhaustion making his hands shaky and his eyesight blurred.
*That doesn’t sound great, I’ve got to say, but that’s just me ig.*
Merabelle is helping, bushes and trees moving out of the way the slightest bit as flowers tilt towards their hands, new flowers growing back in their place.
Ana walks in from another adventure she had to go on. She doesn’t seem to notice how tired Leo is, maybe that’s because she’s bleeding out from a cut in her side.
*Good morning you lovely folks. Our power went out cuz a transformer blew up. Woke up to the sound of it exploding. Another lovely 3 hours of sleep in the bag*
Hare, Lamb, Buck, and Harpy are sticking close to a cave, picking flowers to make a bouquet. Buck is still slightly ill.
Leo is tinkering with his machines. It's clear he hasn't slept for a while, exhaustion making his hands shaky and his eyesight blurred.
*That doesn’t sound great, I’ve got to say, but that’s just me ig.*
Merabelle is helping, bushes and trees moving out of the way the slightest bit as flowers tilt towards their hands, new flowers growing back in their place.
Ana walks in from another adventure she had to go on. She doesn’t seem to notice how tired Leo is, maybe that’s because she’s bleeding out from a cut in her side.
*i am a okay*
Buck stays by Merabelle, holding onto her sleeve.
Leo sees the blood and looks extremely worried. "ana..."
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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.
*Good morning you lovely folks. Our power went out cuz a transformer blew up. Woke up to the sound of it exploding. Another lovely 3 hours of sleep in the bag*
Hare, Lamb, Buck, and Harpy are sticking close to a cave, picking flowers to make a bouquet. Buck is still slightly ill.
Leo is tinkering with his machines. It's clear he hasn't slept for a while, exhaustion making his hands shaky and his eyesight blurred.
*That doesn’t sound great, I’ve got to say, but that’s just me ig.*
Merabelle is helping, bushes and trees moving out of the way the slightest bit as flowers tilt towards their hands, new flowers growing back in their place.
Ana walks in from another adventure she had to go on. She doesn’t seem to notice how tired Leo is, maybe that’s because she’s bleeding out from a cut in her side.
*i am a okay*
Buck stays by Merabelle, holding onto her sleeve.
Leo sees the blood and looks extremely worried. "ana..."
*Okay, still gonna worry.*
She picks them up, giving them a piggy back, leaning down so they can pick things up “Here ya go.”
She looks over to them, smiling a bit. She begins to stitch it closed “Leo… I’m okay… you should sleep, dear.”
*Good morning you lovely folks. Our power went out cuz a transformer blew up. Woke up to the sound of it exploding. Another lovely 3 hours of sleep in the bag*
Hare, Lamb, Buck, and Harpy are sticking close to a cave, picking flowers to make a bouquet. Buck is still slightly ill.
Leo is tinkering with his machines. It's clear he hasn't slept for a while, exhaustion making his hands shaky and his eyesight blurred.
*That doesn’t sound great, I’ve got to say, but that’s just me ig.*
Merabelle is helping, bushes and trees moving out of the way the slightest bit as flowers tilt towards their hands, new flowers growing back in their place.
Ana walks in from another adventure she had to go on. She doesn’t seem to notice how tired Leo is, maybe that’s because she’s bleeding out from a cut in her side.
*i am a okay*
Buck stays by Merabelle, holding onto her sleeve.
Leo sees the blood and looks extremely worried. "ana..."
*Okay, still gonna worry.*
She picks them up, giving them a piggy back, leaning down so they can pick things up “Here ya go.”
She looks over to them, smiling a bit. She begins to stitch it closed “Leo… I’m okay… you should sleep, dear.”
*Okie dokie*
He coughs into his arm and shakes his head.
Leo frowns. "No..your not.." he says, walking over.
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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.
*Good morning you lovely folks. Our power went out cuz a transformer blew up. Woke up to the sound of it exploding. Another lovely 3 hours of sleep in the bag*
Hare, Lamb, Buck, and Harpy are sticking close to a cave, picking flowers to make a bouquet. Buck is still slightly ill.
Leo is tinkering with his machines. It's clear he hasn't slept for a while, exhaustion making his hands shaky and his eyesight blurred.
*That doesn’t sound great, I’ve got to say, but that’s just me ig.*
Merabelle is helping, bushes and trees moving out of the way the slightest bit as flowers tilt towards their hands, new flowers growing back in their place.
Ana walks in from another adventure she had to go on. She doesn’t seem to notice how tired Leo is, maybe that’s because she’s bleeding out from a cut in her side.
*i am a okay*
Buck stays by Merabelle, holding onto her sleeve.
Leo sees the blood and looks extremely worried. "ana..."
*Okay, still gonna worry.*
She picks them up, giving them a piggy back, leaning down so they can pick things up “Here ya go.”
She looks over to them, smiling a bit. She begins to stitch it closed “Leo… I’m okay… you should sleep, dear.”
*Okie dokie*
He coughs into his arm and shakes his head.
Leo frowns. "No..your not.." he says, walking over.
She hold them for a moment, giving them a kiss on the forehead before putting them down.
The wound is big and would be fatal if she didn’t start stitching it up already.
*Good morning you lovely folks. Our power went out cuz a transformer blew up. Woke up to the sound of it exploding. Another lovely 3 hours of sleep in the bag*
Hare, Lamb, Buck, and Harpy are sticking close to a cave, picking flowers to make a bouquet. Buck is still slightly ill.
Leo is tinkering with his machines. It's clear he hasn't slept for a while, exhaustion making his hands shaky and his eyesight blurred.
*That doesn’t sound great, I’ve got to say, but that’s just me ig.*
Merabelle is helping, bushes and trees moving out of the way the slightest bit as flowers tilt towards their hands, new flowers growing back in their place.
Ana walks in from another adventure she had to go on. She doesn’t seem to notice how tired Leo is, maybe that’s because she’s bleeding out from a cut in her side.
*i am a okay*
Buck stays by Merabelle, holding onto her sleeve.
Leo sees the blood and looks extremely worried. "ana..."
*Okay, still gonna worry.*
She picks them up, giving them a piggy back, leaning down so they can pick things up “Here ya go.”
She looks over to them, smiling a bit. She begins to stitch it closed “Leo… I’m okay… you should sleep, dear.”
*Okie dokie*
He coughs into his arm and shakes his head.
Leo frowns. "No..your not.." he says, walking over.
She hold them for a moment, giving them a kiss on the forehead before putting them down.
The wound is big and would be fatal if she didn’t start stitching it up already.
He sticks close to her as the others bring her the bouquet.
Leo slaps her hand lightly. "You're stitching it wrong." he mumbles, stitching it for her.
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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.
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
*I am risen.*
*We're actually going to go volunteering at the food bank today.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Good morning you lovely folks. Our power went out cuz a transformer blew up. Woke up to the sound of it exploding. Another lovely 3 hours of sleep in the bag*
Hare, Lamb, Buck, and Harpy are sticking close to a cave, picking flowers to make a bouquet. Buck is still slightly ill.
Leo is tinkering with his machines. It's clear he hasn't slept for a while, exhaustion making his hands shaky and his eyesight blurred.
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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.
*That doesn’t sound great, I’ve got to say, but that’s just me ig.*
Merabelle is helping, bushes and trees moving out of the way the slightest bit as flowers tilt towards their hands, new flowers growing back in their place.
Ana walks in from another adventure she had to go on. She doesn’t seem to notice how tired Leo is, maybe that’s because she’s bleeding out from a cut in her side.
*You are such a good person Baalze, I wish more people were like you man.*
Thirteen is reading from his demonic encyclopediae. Currently he’s on the G one.
Mauric is making halva.
Loriche has been mildly inspired by Azeral and is trying to make a greatsword.
Riotan is marinating in the state of matrimony.
Malafasa is preening herself, trying to get the scorpion guts out of her coat.
Eito is fondly regarding creation.
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 am a okay*
Buck stays by Merabelle, holding onto her sleeve.
Leo sees the blood and looks extremely worried. "ana..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Someone covers his eyes from behind, they cough slightly, clearly the voice of Damian “Guess who.”
Sersha is sitting nearby, taking the guts and crushing them into a fine paste, putting the paste in jars on her belt.
*Okay, still gonna worry.*
She picks them up, giving them a piggy back, leaning down so they can pick things up “Here ya go.”
She looks over to them, smiling a bit. She begins to stitch it closed “Leo… I’m okay… you should sleep, dear.”
*Okie dokie*
He coughs into his arm and shakes his head.
Leo frowns. "No..your not.." he says, walking over.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She hold them for a moment, giving them a kiss on the forehead before putting them down.
The wound is big and would be fatal if she didn’t start stitching it up already.
He sticks close to her as the others bring her the bouquet.
Leo slaps her hand lightly. "You're stitching it wrong." he mumbles, stitching it for her.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Cut for Theren.*
She smiles, taking the bouquet “Yall are too kind, none o’ yall needed ta do this fer me.” She says with a smile.
“Leo… this was my whole job for years…” She says, though she’s obviously very tired and the bloodloss has gotten to her.
The kids smile at her, all going in for a group hug.
Leo finishes stitching her wound and makes her lay down in bed. He then sits next to her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(good morning theren)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
She leans down, hugging all of the children, giving them each a kiss on the forehead.
She holds their hand, looking up at them, breathing softly as she looks at them, “Lay with me… you need to sleep too…”
They all laugh happily.
Leo smiles, hugging her close. "Okay.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“I love all of yall. What do ya wanna do now?”
She slowly closes her eyes, falling into a deep sleep while holding onto them.
They all shrug. Lamb speaks up, "Maybe we should go back to the cave. Its unsafe out here..."
Leo watches over her as she sleeps.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She picks them all up and begins to head back to the cave. She puts them down behind the wards, smiling at them.
She stirs in a nightmare, mumbling to herself as she holds tightly to Leo’s hand.
*I want to make a mahito/toji-esque character. You know what. I'm doing it.*
The kids smile as they all go to play with their toys separately.
He whispers to her quietly, soothing her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.