Thirteen stands and takes from his satchel an ornate maul, straining a bit to hold it up. It has patterns along the handle of numerous gods of storm. Indra, Thor, Boreas, Susanoo, and the like. "I know this will be useful for you, even if not for me. I acquired it many years ago. It's not made of any valuable materials, but that's not what's useful about it." He holds it out to Theren.
Theren takes it, tears forming in his eyes. "Thank you..."
Thirteen hugs him. "Happy birthday, old friend."
Theren hugs him tightly. "thanks buddy..."
"You deserve it. Just don't strike the ground while you're inside, or you might have a building collapse on you."
He nods, still hugging him.
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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.
*Oh, and does anyone else want to rp? It's cool if not, might go play Dragon Quest if I can find an English Version on the totally legal site I'm using.*
*Which one? I can rustle up a ROM for you quickly.*
*And also I'd love to rp, I posted chars on the last page*
*Looking for Dragon Quest 5, but any Dragon Quest is fine with me.*
*I'll go look at it, and hope I don't get Temp banned, that's why I occasionally just vanish without a trace.*
Ana, who is a muscular black woman in militaristic garb, including an amazingly designed breastplate and Arbalest, walks past, waving politely with a smile.
Sersha sees them flying, smiling and waving up at them.
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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.'
Thirteen stands and takes from his satchel an ornate maul, straining a bit to hold it up. It has patterns along the handle of numerous gods of storm. Indra, Thor, Boreas, Susanoo, and the like. "I know this will be useful for you, even if not for me. I acquired it many years ago. It's not made of any valuable materials, but that's not what's useful about it." He holds it out to Theren.
Theren takes it, tears forming in his eyes. "Thank you..."
Thirteen hugs him. "Happy birthday, old friend."
Theren hugs him tightly. "thanks buddy..."
"You deserve it. Just don't strike the ground while you're inside, or you might have a building collapse on you."
He nods, still hugging him.
After a bit, Thirteen draws back. "Glad I could do something at least a little bit nice for you."
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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.
Thirteen stands and takes from his satchel an ornate maul, straining a bit to hold it up. It has patterns along the handle of numerous gods of storm. Indra, Thor, Boreas, Susanoo, and the like. "I know this will be useful for you, even if not for me. I acquired it many years ago. It's not made of any valuable materials, but that's not what's useful about it." He holds it out to Theren.
Theren takes it, tears forming in his eyes. "Thank you..."
Thirteen hugs him. "Happy birthday, old friend."
Theren hugs him tightly. "thanks buddy..."
"You deserve it. Just don't strike the ground while you're inside, or you might have a building collapse on you."
He nods, still hugging him.
After a bit, Thirteen draws back. "Glad I could do something at least a little bit nice for you."
Theren nods, wiping his tears 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.
Ana, who is a muscular black woman in militaristic garb, including an amazingly designed breastplate and Arbalest, walks past, waving politely with a smile.
Sersha sees them flying, smiling and waving up at them.
"Hi." He waves back.
She lands beside her. "It's good to see you!"
*btw is the black crown going to start inciting anything soon?*
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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.
Thirteen stands and takes from his satchel an ornate maul, straining a bit to hold it up. It has patterns along the handle of numerous gods of storm. Indra, Thor, Boreas, Susanoo, and the like. "I know this will be useful for you, even if not for me. I acquired it many years ago. It's not made of any valuable materials, but that's not what's useful about it." He holds it out to Theren.
Theren takes it, tears forming in his eyes. "Thank you..."
Thirteen hugs him. "Happy birthday, old friend."
Theren hugs him tightly. "thanks buddy..."
"You deserve it. Just don't strike the ground while you're inside, or you might have a building collapse on you."
He nods, still hugging him.
After a bit, Thirteen draws back. "Glad I could do something at least a little bit nice for you."
Theren nods, wiping his tears away
"So, how are you holding up? I feel like we haven't talked in ages."
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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.
Thirteen stands and takes from his satchel an ornate maul, straining a bit to hold it up. It has patterns along the handle of numerous gods of storm. Indra, Thor, Boreas, Susanoo, and the like. "I know this will be useful for you, even if not for me. I acquired it many years ago. It's not made of any valuable materials, but that's not what's useful about it." He holds it out to Theren.
Theren takes it, tears forming in his eyes. "Thank you..."
Thirteen hugs him. "Happy birthday, old friend."
Theren hugs him tightly. "thanks buddy..."
"You deserve it. Just don't strike the ground while you're inside, or you might have a building collapse on you."
He nods, still hugging him.
After a bit, Thirteen draws back. "Glad I could do something at least a little bit nice for you."
Theren nods, wiping his tears away
"So, how are you holding up? I feel like we haven't talked in ages."
"I'm okay...i miss my wife and kids...they just....vanished.."
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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.
Ana, who is a muscular black woman in militaristic garb, including an amazingly designed breastplate and Arbalest, walks past, waving politely with a smile.
Sersha sees them flying, smiling and waving up at them.
"Hi." He waves back.
She lands beside her. "It's good to see you!"
*btw is the black crown going to start inciting anything soon?*
"Hello. I haven't seen you before, I'm Anastasia, but just call me Ana."
She smiles brighter "Good to see you too."
*Man, I'ma be honest, I completely forgot about the Black Crown, maybe if I can think of something.*
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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.'
Thirteen stands and takes from his satchel an ornate maul, straining a bit to hold it up. It has patterns along the handle of numerous gods of storm. Indra, Thor, Boreas, Susanoo, and the like. "I know this will be useful for you, even if not for me. I acquired it many years ago. It's not made of any valuable materials, but that's not what's useful about it." He holds it out to Theren.
Theren takes it, tears forming in his eyes. "Thank you..."
Thirteen hugs him. "Happy birthday, old friend."
Theren hugs him tightly. "thanks buddy..."
"You deserve it. Just don't strike the ground while you're inside, or you might have a building collapse on you."
He nods, still hugging him.
After a bit, Thirteen draws back. "Glad I could do something at least a little bit nice for you."
Theren nods, wiping his tears away
"So, how are you holding up? I feel like we haven't talked in ages."
"I'm okay...i miss my wife and kids...they just....vanished.."
"What?!" Now Thirteen looks alarmed. "And you haven't been searching?"
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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, still hugging him.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*wait what?*
*https://bsnes.org/snes-roms/dragon-quest-v/*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Ana, who is a muscular black woman in militaristic garb, including an amazingly designed breastplate and Arbalest, walks past, waving politely with a smile.
Sersha sees them flying, smiling and waving up at them.
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.)
She smiles, finally getting out of bed as they wake up.
She attempts to push the door open and put them in a headlock, trying to give them a noggie "Happy Birthday!" Grapple:25
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, it's weird, sometimes it just doesn't happen. Also, Rom doesn't work, blocked on my computer. Thanks for the attempt man.*
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.)
After a bit, Thirteen draws back. "Glad I could do something at least a little bit nice for you."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*dangit. sorry. do you know what's causing the bans?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Leo looks around, disorientated.
Theren is caught off guard and is easily put into the headlock
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren nods, wiping his tears away
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Hi." He waves back.
She lands beside her. "It's good to see you!"
*btw is the black crown going to start inciting anything soon?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"So, how are you holding up? I feel like we haven't talked in ages."
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'm okay...i miss my wife and kids...they just....vanished.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Nope, and it happened before, suddenly stopped, and only recently started again. Don't be sorry.*
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.)
"Hello. I haven't seen you before, I'm Anastasia, but just call me Ana."
She smiles brighter "Good to see you too."
*Man, I'ma be honest, I completely forgot about the Black Crown, maybe if I can think of something.*
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.)
She smiles, walking over to them, "Feeling better, honey?"
She smiles brightly, letting go of them "Why didn't ya tell me yer birthday was comin' up?"
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, rubbing his eyes
He just shrugs, stepping back to grab his slice of cake
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"What?!" Now Thirteen looks alarmed. "And you haven't been searching?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She gives them a kiss on the cheek, "Good." She softly slaps them "I am not a goddess, this wedding isn't just about me."
"Well, come on, I made ya a gift, nothin' too special." She walks outside of the room, expecting them to follow.
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.)
"I have...every day..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Ow..." he mumbled, rubbing his cheek where she slapped him. "And to me, yes you are."
Theren blows out his candle and follows her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.