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*Sorry I had to go, I hate Spanish so much, but I'm finally back.*
*I'm gonna kiss you, and you're gonna hate it because you're straight >:3*
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*Sorry I had to go, I hate Spanish so much, but I'm finally back.*
*I'm gonna kiss you, and you're gonna hate it because you're straight >:3*
*(Taps fingers) That's what you think, mhahahaha.*
*How are you doing close friend?*
*sir, I have a boyfriend.*
*I'm doing good, you?*
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*Sorry I had to go, I hate Spanish so much, but I'm finally back.*
*I'm gonna kiss you, and you're gonna hate it because you're straight >:3*
*(Taps fingers) That's what you think, mhahahaha.*
*How are you doing close friend?*
*sir, I have a boyfriend.*
*I'm doing good, you?*
*You offered, it would be rude of me to say no.*
*I'm doing good enough, wanna rp here or Halfblood?*
*I'm down for either, tho I've got to go in less than 10 and i'll be back at some point
it's 4:09 right now for me and I'll be back at maybe 6? idk*
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*I'm down for either, tho I've got to go in less than 10 and i'll be back at some point
it's 4:09 right now for me and I'll be back at maybe 6? idk*
*I'll be always here probably, we can start something and finish it later.*
*sweet, i'll grab the continue here; you drop who you want on CHB :3*
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“They seem it, their mother must be a good one, would that be you?” He enjoys the taste, smiling
“You… too…” He eventually falls asleep.
She lets them, looking down at James with a small smile as she puts down her notebook.
"No, i'm their sister. Kinda. My mama's their foster mama."
He's wired and stays awake.
He leans into her, back to her front.
“Oh, is she your foster mom too, or just theirs?” He asks, curious.
(Good place to end?)
She hugs them from behind, “You’re my favorite son, James.”
"She's my real mama."
(Yup! Give me Heriot if you will)
He smiles and holds their arms, purring.
“Bet she’s the best mom you could ask for.”
“I don’t want to scare you anymore, but I can’t get rid of the mushrooms, I’ll try to leave you out of it.”
Heriot is recovering from her hangover, groaning as she wakes up.
"Indeed, she is. 'Bout your parents?"
He nods, patting their arm.
Seasha has shook it off and made veal to eat.
“Sold me off to a mad scientist group.” He takes an apple out of his pocket and bites into it.
She sighs, hugging them a little tighter for a moment before letting go.
She looks over to them, groaning “Morning… afternoon…?”
"Sounds... sucky."
he sits their while she works.
"Evening." she grumbles, enjoying the fire.
“Made me who I am today, so I wouldn’t say it was fun, but it led to me now.”
She shows them her notes, mathematical equations, a funny drawing she made while bored.
“Good… evening.” She crawls over to them, putting her head in their lap.
"I suppose that's a way to look at it."
He adds to the drawing, giggling
"Hey, baby." she runs a paw over their head soothingly
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A black Model T car drives up into town. It is near-silent, but the smell of incense and a little bit of smog follows it everywhere. It has the Groupercorp logo on the door, a capital G with gear teeth along the outer edge. After a while of driving slowly and aimlessly through Lord's Point, Aspen, and even the woods somehow, it stops in front of the tavern and the back passenger-side door opens. Out comes a strange automaton, resembling a handsome anthropomorphic horned fox made of steel and gold. He dresses like an office worker, but his shirt is half-tucked and his top buttons are undone. On top of this, he wears a golden neck-tie with three red eyes on it and a white bridal robe, semi-transparent and fluffy around the edges.
The construct bows to the driver, who leaves to park the car somewhere. This is Alwin Grouper, 'son' of the late legendary industrialist Oswald Grouper and future inheritor of the mightiest combined canning and weapons company that currently exists.
A black Model T car drives up into town. It is near-silent, but the smell of incense and a little bit of smog follows it everywhere. It has the Groupercorp logo on the door, a capital G with gear teeth along the outer edge. After a while of driving slowly and aimlessly through Lord's Point, Aspen, and even the woods somehow, it stops in front of the tavern and the back passenger-side door opens. Out comes a strange automaton, resembling a handsome anthropomorphic fox made of steel and gold. He dresses like an office worker, but his shirt is half-tucked and his top buttons are undone. On top of this, he wears a golden neck-tie with three red eyes on it and a white bridal robe, semi-transparent and fluffy around the edges.
The construct bows to the driver, who leaves to park the car somewhere. This is Alwin Grouper, 'son' of the late legendary industrialist Oswald Grouper and future inheritor of the mightiest combined canning and weapons company that currently exists.
You know what they say... If you see a Griffin pup by itself, don't you touch it. It's mother is watching you even if you can't see her.
A pair of eyes seem to watch from the woodlands, a peculiar black dove is nestled in a tree. It has three heads with humanoid eyes that are green irises that hold slitted pupils.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A black Model T car drives up into town. It is near-silent, but the smell of incense and a little bit of smog follows it everywhere. It has the Groupercorp logo on the door, a capital G with gear teeth along the outer edge. After a while of driving slowly and aimlessly through Lord's Point, Aspen, and even the woods somehow, it stops in front of the tavern and the back passenger-side door opens. Out comes a strange automaton, resembling a handsome anthropomorphic fox made of steel and gold. He dresses like an office worker, but his shirt is half-tucked and his top buttons are undone. On top of this, he wears a golden neck-tie with three red eyes on it and a white bridal robe, semi-transparent and fluffy around the edges.
The construct bows to the driver, who leaves to park the car somewhere. This is Alwin Grouper, 'son' of the late legendary industrialist Oswald Grouper and future inheritor of the mightiest combined canning and weapons company that currently exists.
You know what they say... If you see a Griffin pup by itself, don't you touch it. It's mother is watching you even if you can't see her.
A pair of eyes seem to watch from the woodlands, a peculiar black dove is nestled in a tree. It has three heads with humanoid eyes that are green irises that hold slitted pupils.
The horned machine casually turns and holds out a long-clawed hand for it to land on. "Isn't this where you met Father?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A black Model T car drives up into town. It is near-silent, but the smell of incense and a little bit of smog follows it everywhere. It has the Groupercorp logo on the door, a capital G with gear teeth along the outer edge. After a while of driving slowly and aimlessly through Lord's Point, Aspen, and even the woods somehow, it stops in front of the tavern and the back passenger-side door opens. Out comes a strange automaton, resembling a handsome anthropomorphic fox made of steel and gold. He dresses like an office worker, but his shirt is half-tucked and his top buttons are undone. On top of this, he wears a golden neck-tie with three red eyes on it and a white bridal robe, semi-transparent and fluffy around the edges.
The construct bows to the driver, who leaves to park the car somewhere. This is Alwin Grouper, 'son' of the late legendary industrialist Oswald Grouper and future inheritor of the mightiest combined canning and weapons company that currently exists.
You know what they say... If you see a Griffin pup by itself, don't you touch it. It's mother is watching you even if you can't see her.
A pair of eyes seem to watch from the woodlands, a peculiar black dove is nestled in a tree. It has three heads with humanoid eyes that are green irises that hold slitted pupils.
The horned machine casually turns and holds out a long-clawed hand for it to land on. "Isn't this where you met Father?"
It jumps down into his hand as a feminine voice speaks 'Yes, actually. This area holds a found memory that sits in my heart.'
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The horned machine casually turns and holds out a long-clawed hand for it to land on. "Isn't this where you met Father?"
It jumps down into his hand as a feminine voice speaks 'Yes, actually. This area holds a found memory that sits in my heart.'
He smiles. "There are so many amazing little things around here. Have you seen them? Demon lords and gods and strange nightmare beings... I see why he wanted to build a factory here."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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*Howdy, Baal!*
*Sounds really cool! I look forward to seeing their debut.*
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)
*greetings, lg hd tv folks*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Sorry I had to go, I hate Spanish so much, but I'm finally back.*
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'm gonna kiss you, and you're gonna hate it because you're straight >:3*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*(Taps fingers) That's what you think, mhahahaha.*
*How are you doing close friend?*
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.)
*sir, I have a boyfriend.*
*I'm doing good, you?*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*You offered, it would be rude of me to say no.*
*I'm doing good enough, wanna rp here or Halfblood?*
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'm down for either, tho I've got to go in less than 10 and i'll be back at some point
it's 4:09 right now for me and I'll be back at maybe 6? idk*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*I'll be always here probably, we can start something and finish it later.*
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.)
*sweet, i'll grab the continue here; you drop who you want on CHB :3*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“That’s the only one I’m going to look at it so I don’t consider revenge.”
She lets them, hugging her son with a smile.
She leans against their touch, closing their eyes and whispering “I haven’t drunken… that much in a long time.”
A black Model T car drives up into town. It is near-silent, but the smell of incense and a little bit of smog follows it everywhere. It has the Groupercorp logo on the door, a capital G with gear teeth along the outer edge. After a while of driving slowly and aimlessly through Lord's Point, Aspen, and even the woods somehow, it stops in front of the tavern and the back passenger-side door opens. Out comes a strange automaton, resembling a handsome anthropomorphic horned fox made of steel and gold. He dresses like an office worker, but his shirt is half-tucked and his top buttons are undone. On top of this, he wears a golden neck-tie with three red eyes on it and a white bridal robe, semi-transparent and fluffy around the edges.
The construct bows to the driver, who leaves to park the car somewhere. This is Alwin Grouper, 'son' of the late legendary industrialist Oswald Grouper and future inheritor of the mightiest combined canning and weapons company that currently exists.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
You know what they say... If you see a Griffin pup by itself, don't you touch it. It's mother is watching you even if you can't see her.
A pair of eyes seem to watch from the woodlands, a peculiar black dove is nestled in a tree. It has three heads with humanoid eyes that are green irises that hold slitted pupils.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I am hypothetically here, if anyone would think to care. If not, I’m gonna go get some nutrients.*
The horned machine casually turns and holds out a long-clawed hand for it to land on. "Isn't this where you met Father?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I think to care.*
*In fact, I care enough to insist that you must consume nutrients or die.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It jumps down into his hand as a feminine voice speaks 'Yes, actually. This area holds a found memory that sits in my heart.'
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I do believe that you care, but I wouldn’t want to bother you with worrying about me and my lack of nutrition.*
He smiles. "There are so many amazing little things around here. Have you seen them? Demon lords and gods and strange nightmare beings... I see why he wanted to build a factory here."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.