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Quote from SalemTheArtificer >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> She sighs happily “Good, I wouldn’t want to kill someone I like so much.” “Dew… you… I love you.” She gets her lantern, blowing smoke through it. He nods, taking off his apron, walking around and giving them each kisses, in the correct turn order. "Hard to kill the gods, I'd be impressed if you did!" he laughs a bit and holds their shoulder.""Love you too. Whats the lantern doing now?""We already ate, but your portion is in the oven, keeping warm. Love you lots, dear."
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> She sighs happily “Good, I wouldn’t want to kill someone I like so much.” “Dew… you… I love you.” She gets her lantern, blowing smoke through it. He nods, taking off his apron, walking around and giving them each kisses, in the correct turn order.
She sighs happily “Good, I wouldn’t want to kill someone I like so much.”
“Dew… you… I love you.” She gets her lantern, blowing smoke through it.
He nods, taking off his apron, walking around and giving them each kisses, in the correct turn order.
"Hard to kill the gods, I'd be impressed if you did!" he laughs a bit and holds their shoulder.""Love you too. Whats the lantern doing now?""We already ate, but your portion is in the oven, keeping warm. Love you lots, dear."
“Hopefully we will never have to find out, I like these visits, do them more often.” She kisses his neck.
“Setting the mood, making things more calm.” The air fills with a calming red mist.
“Love you lots, all of you.” He walks over to the oven, opening it up and taking out his food with his bare hands.
*Good morning, I am Jester, and definitely not a doppelgänger disguised as your close friend.*
*Good morning. I feel ill*
Theren is passed out in an alleyway, blood trickling from his lips.
Leo is sitting on the floor, staring into his forge while lost in thought.
Heath has ditched his knights again. He is in a field, journal in one hand and a glass jar in the other.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> *Good morning. I feel ill* Theren is passed out in an alleyway, blood trickling from his lips. Leo is sitting on the floor, staring into his forge while lost in thought. Heath has ditched his knights again. He is in a field, journal in one hand and a glass jar in the other.
*How ill?*
Tim, who has changed just a little bit since Theren last saw him, sees them, the angel of Hope and Stars rushes over, trying to wake them.
Ana has been out for a strangely long amount of time, something is up.
Merabelle suddenly is standing next to them, he has no idea how she got there, just that she’s here now.
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> *Good morning. I feel ill* Theren is passed out in an alleyway, blood trickling from his lips. Heath has ditched his knights again. He is in a field, journal in one hand and a glass jar in the other.
*what’s wrong?*
Thirteen is looking for him, worried.
Loriche is roaming the edge of the woods as usual, oblivious to his presence.
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.
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> *Good morning. I feel ill* Theren is passed out in an alleyway, blood trickling from his lips. Leo is sitting on the floor, staring into his forge while lost in thought. Heath has ditched his knights again. He is in a field, journal in one hand and a glass jar in the other. *How ill?* Tim, who has changed just a little bit since Theren last saw him, sees them, the angel of Hope and Stars rushes over, trying to wake them. Ana has been out for a strangely long amount of time, something is up. Merabelle suddenly is standing next to them, he has no idea how she got there, just that she’s here now.
*I wanna vomit*
He doesnt awaken
Leo decides to go and find her.
He has a butterfly in the jar and closes the lid with air holes in it
Quote from OnerousObligation >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> *Good morning. I feel ill* Theren is passed out in an alleyway, blood trickling from his lips. Heath has ditched his knights again. He is in a field, journal in one hand and a glass jar in the other. *what’s wrong?* Thirteen is looking for him, worried. Loriche is roaming the edge of the woods as usual, oblivious to his presence.
*I wanna throw up*
Theren remains unconscious on the ground where he is.
Heath is trying to catch a butterfly in the jar hes holding
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> *Good morning. I feel ill* Theren is passed out in an alleyway, blood trickling from his lips. Leo is sitting on the floor, staring into his forge while lost in thought. Heath has ditched his knights again. He is in a field, journal in one hand and a glass jar in the other. *How ill?* Tim, who has changed just a little bit since Theren last saw him, sees them, the angel of Hope and Stars rushes over, trying to wake them. Ana has been out for a strangely long amount of time, something is up. Merabelle suddenly is standing next to them, he has no idea how she got there, just that she’s here now. *I wanna vomit* He doesnt awaken Leo decides to go and find her. He has a butterfly in the jar and closes the lid with air holes in it
*What do you have available around you?*
They pick them up and take them to the Inn, flying on wings of metal and plant fibers.
The moment they go outside they can see smoke coming from the forest.
“Catchin’ butterflies? Did ya make sure ya be gentle with it?” She asks, putting a hand on their shoulder.
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> *Good morning. I feel ill* Theren is passed out in an alleyway, blood trickling from his lips. Leo is sitting on the floor, staring into his forge while lost in thought. Heath has ditched his knights again. He is in a field, journal in one hand and a glass jar in the other. *How ill?* Tim, who has changed just a little bit since Theren last saw him, sees them, the angel of Hope and Stars rushes over, trying to wake them. Ana has been out for a strangely long amount of time, something is up. Merabelle suddenly is standing next to them, he has no idea how she got there, just that she’s here now. *I wanna vomit* He doesnt awaken Leo decides to go and find her. He has a butterfly in the jar and closes the lid with air holes in it *What do you have available around you?* They pick them up and take them to the Inn, flying on wings of metal and plant fibers. The moment they go outside they can see smoke coming from the forest. “Catchin’ butterflies? Did ya make sure ya be gentle with it?” She asks, putting a hand on their shoulder.
*Nothing*
Theren coughs, blood trickling from his mouth.
Leo curses, sprinting to where the smoke is.
He nods, looking up at her
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> *Good morning. I feel ill* Theren is passed out in an alleyway, blood trickling from his lips. Leo is sitting on the floor, staring into his forge while lost in thought. Heath has ditched his knights again. He is in a field, journal in one hand and a glass jar in the other. *How ill?* Tim, who has changed just a little bit since Theren last saw him, sees them, the angel of Hope and Stars rushes over, trying to wake them. Ana has been out for a strangely long amount of time, something is up. Merabelle suddenly is standing next to them, he has no idea how she got there, just that she’s here now. *I wanna vomit* He doesnt awaken Leo decides to go and find her. He has a butterfly in the jar and closes the lid with air holes in it *What do you have available around you?* They pick them up and take them to the Inn, flying on wings of metal and plant fibers. The moment they go outside they can see smoke coming from the forest. “Catchin’ butterflies? Did ya make sure ya be gentle with it?” She asks, putting a hand on their shoulder. *Nothing* Theren coughs, blood trickling from his mouth. Leo curses, sprinting to where the smoke is. He nods, looking up at her
*Well [gp]*
He tries to use what healing magic he has on them.
He runs through the forest, following her ash footprints, until they reach some ruins, the smoke billowing from within.
“Good on ya, what’re ya gonna use ‘em fer?”
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> *Good morning. I feel ill* Theren is passed out in an alleyway, blood trickling from his lips. Leo is sitting on the floor, staring into his forge while lost in thought. Heath has ditched his knights again. He is in a field, journal in one hand and a glass jar in the other. *How ill?* Tim, who has changed just a little bit since Theren last saw him, sees them, the angel of Hope and Stars rushes over, trying to wake them. Ana has been out for a strangely long amount of time, something is up. Merabelle suddenly is standing next to them, he has no idea how she got there, just that she’s here now. *I wanna vomit* He doesnt awaken Leo decides to go and find her. He has a butterfly in the jar and closes the lid with air holes in it *What do you have available around you?* They pick them up and take them to the Inn, flying on wings of metal and plant fibers. The moment they go outside they can see smoke coming from the forest. “Catchin’ butterflies? Did ya make sure ya be gentle with it?” She asks, putting a hand on their shoulder. *Nothing* Theren coughs, blood trickling from his mouth. Leo curses, sprinting to where the smoke is. He nods, looking up at her *Well [gp]* He tries to use what healing magic he has on them. He runs through the forest, following her ash footprints, until they reach some ruins, the smoke billowing from within. “Good on ya, what’re ya gonna use ‘em fer?”
*mn, ill be ok*
He barely wakes up.
"ANA??" he calls, coughing on the smoke
"Studying...." he says sheepishly
*Cut for Theren.*
He places them down inside, “Mr. Theren?”
They hear something back, muffled screams, the sound of crying somewhere in the smoke.
“Oh? Do ya wanna become a Druid? I can teach ya more if ya wanna know.”
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from OnerousObligation >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> *Good morning. I feel ill* Theren is passed out in an alleyway, blood trickling from his lips. Heath has ditched his knights again. He is in a field, journal in one hand and a glass jar in the other. *what’s wrong?* Thirteen is looking for him, worried. Loriche is roaming the edge of the woods as usual, oblivious to his presence. *I wanna throw up* Theren remains unconscious on the ground where he is. Heath is trying to catch a butterfly in the jar hes holding
*oh man, I’m sorry*
Thirteen locates Theren and stoops beside him. He feels for your pulse and examines your injuries fretfully.
Loriche pauses to watch, enjoying the advent of spring around her.
*Not enough coffee, I neeeeed moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooore.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> *Cut for Theren.* He places them down inside, “Mr. Theren?” They hear something back, muffled screams, the sound of crying somewhere in the smoke. “Oh? Do ya wanna become a Druid? I can teach ya more if ya wanna know.”
"Tim....?"
Leo rushes in, looking around.
He shakes his head. "no...i can already do magic..."
Quote from WendigoOfLore >> *Not enough coffee, I neeeeed moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooore.*
*prepare your fax machine*
Quote from OnerousObligation >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from OnerousObligation >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> *Good morning. I feel ill* Theren is passed out in an alleyway, blood trickling from his lips. Heath has ditched his knights again. He is in a field, journal in one hand and a glass jar in the other. *what’s wrong?* Thirteen is looking for him, worried. Loriche is roaming the edge of the woods as usual, oblivious to his presence. *I wanna throw up* Theren remains unconscious on the ground where he is. Heath is trying to catch a butterfly in the jar hes holding *oh man, I’m sorry* Thirteen locates Theren and stoops beside him. He feels for your pulse and examines your injuries fretfully. Loriche pauses to watch, enjoying the advent of spring around her.
*Ill be fine*
He isnt injured and his pulse is faint.
Heath catches the butterfly and sighs happily.
*I'd rather have not enough coffee than feeling sick*
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from DemonSlayer500 >> *Cut for Theren.* He places them down inside, “Mr. Theren?” They hear something back, muffled screams, the sound of crying somewhere in the smoke. “Oh? Do ya wanna become a Druid? I can teach ya more if ya wanna know.” "Tim....?" Leo rushes in, looking around. He shakes his head. "no...i can already do magic..."
"...How sick are you Mr. Theren?"
The ruins are packed with the smoke, but there are streaks of ash leading to her. Ana's screams become muffles farther by something.
She tilts her head, smiling "Really? Can ya show me some?"
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.)
*The airdrop shipment should be coming soon, would you prefer beans or liquid?*
“Hopefully we will never have to find out, I like these visits, do them more often.” She kisses his neck.
“Setting the mood, making things more calm.” The air fills with a calming red mist.
“Love you lots, all of you.” He walks over to the oven, opening it up and taking out his food with his bare hands.
*Good morning, I am Jester, and definitely not a doppelgänger disguised as your close friend.*
*Good morning. I feel ill*
Theren is passed out in an alleyway, blood trickling from his lips.
Leo is sitting on the floor, staring into his forge while lost in thought.
Heath has ditched his knights again. He is in a field, journal in one hand and a glass jar in the other.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*How ill?*
Tim, who has changed just a little bit since Theren last saw him, sees them, the angel of Hope and Stars rushes over, trying to wake them.
Ana has been out for a strangely long amount of time, something is up.
Merabelle suddenly is standing next to them, he has no idea how she got there, just that she’s here now.
*what’s wrong?*
Thirteen is looking for him, worried.
Loriche is roaming the edge of the woods as usual, oblivious to his presence.
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 wanna vomit*
He doesnt awaken
Leo decides to go and find her.
He has a butterfly in the jar and closes the lid with air holes in it
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I wanna throw up*
Theren remains unconscious on the ground where he is.
Heath is trying to catch a butterfly in the jar hes holding
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*What do you have available around you?*
They pick them up and take them to the Inn, flying on wings of metal and plant fibers.
The moment they go outside they can see smoke coming from the forest.
“Catchin’ butterflies? Did ya make sure ya be gentle with it?” She asks, putting a hand on their shoulder.
*Nothing*
Theren coughs, blood trickling from his mouth.
Leo curses, sprinting to where the smoke is.
He nods, looking up at her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Well [gp]*
He tries to use what healing magic he has on them.
He runs through the forest, following her ash footprints, until they reach some ruins, the smoke billowing from within.
“Good on ya, what’re ya gonna use ‘em fer?”
*mn, ill be ok*
He barely wakes up.
"ANA??" he calls, coughing on the smoke
"Studying...." he says sheepishly
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.*
He places them down inside, “Mr. Theren?”
They hear something back, muffled screams, the sound of crying somewhere in the smoke.
“Oh? Do ya wanna become a Druid? I can teach ya more if ya wanna know.”
*oh man, I’m sorry*
Thirteen locates Theren and stoops beside him. He feels for your pulse and examines your injuries fretfully.
Loriche pauses to watch, enjoying the advent of spring around her.
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.
*Not enough coffee, I neeeeed moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooore.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Tim....?"
Leo rushes in, looking around.
He shakes his head. "no...i can already do magic..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*prepare your fax machine*
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.
*Ill be fine*
He isnt injured and his pulse is faint.
Heath catches the butterfly and sighs happily.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I'd rather have not enough coffee than feeling sick*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"...How sick are you Mr. Theren?"
The ruins are packed with the smoke, but there are streaks of ash leading to her. Ana's screams become muffles farther by something.
She tilts her head, smiling "Really? Can ya show me some?"
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.)
*The airdrop shipment should be coming soon, would you prefer beans or liquid?*
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.)