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
*Cut for Theren. If you do, they will die, just warning you ahead of time.*
She walks into the cave with them, realizing she might want to start an orphanage.
She whispers his name, and stops stirring. A few hours later, she wakes up.
*A curse cannot truly die*
Buck is back to being asleep in his hammock. Lamb is taking care of Buck. Hare is doodling on some paper. Harpy is playing in some sand.
Leo is passed out in her arms, machine grease on his cheeks
*I mean, tell that to Mahito who got the six piece no sauce from Yuji.*
She begins painting the scene as she considers opening an orphanage. She has a smile plastered on her face as she looks at each and every one of her children.
She moves them into the bed, and begins to make them something for when they wake up, making sure not to strain herself too much.
*Cut for Theren. If you do, they will die, just warning you ahead of time.*
She walks into the cave with them, realizing she might want to start an orphanage.
She whispers his name, and stops stirring. A few hours later, she wakes up.
*A curse cannot truly die*
Buck is back to being asleep in his hammock. Lamb is taking care of Buck. Hare is doodling on some paper. Harpy is playing in some sand.
Leo is passed out in her arms, machine grease on his cheeks
*I mean, tell that to Mahito who got the six piece no sauce from Yuji.*
She begins painting the scene as she considers opening an orphanage. She has a smile plastered on her face as she looks at each and every one of her children.
She moves them into the bed, and begins to make them something for when they wake up, making sure not to strain herself too much.
*I mean still, 6 months fully formed and mastering his cursed technique, a proper domain expansion, and can fully understand his own soul. Pretty impressive for a curse.*
The children are oblivious to her currently.
A few hours later, Leo wakes up.
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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.
*I mean still, 6 months fully formed and mastering his cursed technique, a proper domain expansion, and can fully understand his own soul. Pretty impressive for a curse.*
The children are oblivious to her currently.
A few hours later, Leo wakes up.
*Yeah, strongest of the disaster curses other than Jogo. Maybe we could tie up a story with my Benimaru esque character, but that's just an idea. Also, Yuji was a sorcerer for even less time.*
(Good place to end?)
He wakes up to his entire body cleaned, clothes changed, and Ana making breakfast.
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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.'
*I mean still, 6 months fully formed and mastering his cursed technique, a proper domain expansion, and can fully understand his own soul. Pretty impressive for a curse.*
The children are oblivious to her currently.
A few hours later, Leo wakes up.
*Yeah, strongest of the disaster curses other than Jogo. Maybe we could tie up a story with my Benimaru esque character, but that's just an idea. Also, Yuji was a sorcerer for even less time.*
(Good place to end?)
He wakes up to his entire body cleaned, clothes changed, and Ana making breakfast.
*True. And also, bout to intro him here if that's ok. And yeh, that's a good place to end*
"Ana...? You should be in bed sweetheart..."
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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
*Me and my coworkers now have a bet going. Who will tap out first while listening on the radio to Fox News.*
(we have an even worse radio channel where I live)
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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
*True. And also, bout to intro him here if that's ok. And yeh, that's a good place to end*
"Ana...? You should be in bed sweetheart..."
*Yeah that's totally okay with me dude. Gives me a chance to use mine more.*
She turns to them, shaking her head "I got some rest, you keep resting." She walks over to them, putting their breakfast on the nightstand, "Okay?"
*Alright.*
"Kay..." he mumbles, sitting up to eat some of the food.
Walking down the street of a decimated town is a man with long black robes, seemingly stitched together. He is well-built and has long, flowing white hair. He has stitches across his nose and cheek. Blood splatter is all over his clothes. He hums giddily to himself
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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.
*True. And also, bout to intro him here if that's ok. And yeh, that's a good place to end*
"Ana...? You should be in bed sweetheart..."
*Yeah that's totally okay with me dude. Gives me a chance to use mine more.*
She turns to them, shaking her head "I got some rest, you keep resting." She walks over to them, putting their breakfast on the nightstand, "Okay?"
*Alright.*
"Kay..." he mumbles, sitting up to eat some of the food.
Walking down the street of a decimated town is a man with long black robes, seemingly stitched together. He is well-built and has long, flowing white hair. He has stitches across his nose and cheek. Blood splatter is all over his clothes. He hums giddily to himself
She helps them up, giving them a kiss on the forehead, smiling at them. She sits down next to them, beginning to rebraid her hair.
Someone bumps into them going for a walk. He wears robes of his own, though they are a stark white gi rather than black robes. There are four holes in the gi, for the man's four arms, each with golden tattoos along them to his shoulders. His eyes are red with black pupils of an X and O. His hair short and black, two hands in his pockets, one holding a flaming mop that rests on his shoulder, the last simply resting lazily at his side.
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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.'
(anyone want to rp?)
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
*Cut for Theren. If you do, they will die, just warning you ahead of time.*
She walks into the cave with them, realizing she might want to start an orphanage.
She whispers his name, and stops stirring. A few hours later, she wakes up.
*A curse cannot truly die*
Buck is back to being asleep in his hammock. Lamb is taking care of Buck. Hare is doodling on some paper. Harpy is playing in some sand.
Leo is passed out in her arms, machine grease on his cheeks
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I mean, tell that to Mahito who got the six piece no sauce from Yuji.*
She begins painting the scene as she considers opening an orphanage. She has a smile plastered on her face as she looks at each and every one of her children.
She moves them into the bed, and begins to make them something for when they wake up, making sure not to strain herself too much.
*I'm Alive.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I mean still, 6 months fully formed and mastering his cursed technique, a proper domain expansion, and can fully understand his own soul. Pretty impressive for a curse.*
The children are oblivious to her currently.
A few hours later, Leo wakes up.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*And for that I am happy.*
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.)
*welcome to the living*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Yeah, strongest of the disaster curses other than Jogo. Maybe we could tie up a story with my Benimaru esque character, but that's just an idea. Also, Yuji was a sorcerer for even less time.*
(Good place to end?)
He wakes up to his entire body cleaned, clothes changed, and Ana making breakfast.
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.)
*True. And also, bout to intro him here if that's ok. And yeh, that's a good place to end*
"Ana...? You should be in bed sweetheart..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Yeah that's totally okay with me dude. Gives me a chance to use mine more.*
She turns to them, shaking her head "I got some rest, you keep resting." She walks over to them, putting their breakfast on the nightstand, "Okay?"
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.)
(you are dead, not big surprise)
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
*Me and my coworkers now have a bet going. Who will tap out first while listening on the radio to Fox News.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(we have an even worse radio channel where I live)
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
*Alright.*
"Kay..." he mumbles, sitting up to eat some of the food.
Walking down the street of a decimated town is a man with long black robes, seemingly stitched together. He is well-built and has long, flowing white hair. He has stitches across his nose and cheek. Blood splatter is all over his clothes. He hums giddily to himself
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Thats rough*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Instinctively, he grabs his glaive, before the situation fully impacts him. “W… how???”
”What’re you going to use that for?”
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.
*Listening to Fox News will have the same effect on your brain as inhaling gasoline fumes for eight hours straight.*
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.
*Gooooooooood morning, Lord's Rest Inn! How art thou doing today, my dear friends?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
She helps them up, giving them a kiss on the forehead, smiling at them. She sits down next to them, beginning to rebraid her hair.
Someone bumps into them going for a walk. He wears robes of his own, though they are a stark white gi rather than black robes. There are four holes in the gi, for the man's four arms, each with golden tattoos along them to his shoulders. His eyes are red with black pupils of an X and O. His hair short and black, two hands in his pockets, one holding a flaming mop that rests on his shoulder, the last simply resting lazily at his side.
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.)