*Baalze, no need to tell me happy birthday, you didn’t even tell me when your birthday was, and I’ve been here a year so it had to have happened.*
*Oh, it was back in January. I kind of assumed no one would care.*
*My mental health has improved since then.*
*Oh when it January? It might be close to my dad’s birthday.*
*I’m happy to hear you’re doing better, love you bud.*
*20th, I think. It might be any day between 19 and 21, so 20 is the safest bet. When it gets around that time next year, if everyone is still here and Chris Cocks doesn't shut down the forums or something like that, I'll tell y'all about my birthday.*
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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.
*Baalze, no need to tell me happy birthday, you didn’t even tell me when your birthday was, and I’ve been here a year so it had to have happened.*
*Oh, it was back in January. I kind of assumed no one would care.*
*My mental health has improved since then.*
*Oh when it January? It might be close to my dad’s birthday.*
*I’m happy to hear you’re doing better, love you bud.*
*20th, I think. It might be any day between 19 and 21, so 20 is the safest bet. When it gets around that time next year, if everyone is still here and Chris Cocks doesn't shut down the forums or something like that, I'll tell y'all about my birthday.*
*And when it comes I’ll wish you a happy birthday. Wanna rp or something while I’ve still got the time?*
*Baalze, no need to tell me happy birthday, you didn’t even tell me when your birthday was, and I’ve been here a year so it had to have happened.*
*Oh, it was back in January. I kind of assumed no one would care.*
*My mental health has improved since then.*
*Oh when it January? It might be close to my dad’s birthday.*
*I’m happy to hear you’re doing better, love you bud.*
*20th, I think. It might be any day between 19 and 21, so 20 is the safest bet. When it gets around that time next year, if everyone is still here and Chris Cocks doesn't shut down the forums or something like that, I'll tell y'all about my birthday.*
*And when it comes I’ll wish you a happy birthday. Wanna rp or something while I’ve still got the time?*
*Sure! Desire anything in particular, or should we play it by ear?*
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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.
*Baalze, no need to tell me happy birthday, you didn’t even tell me when your birthday was, and I’ve been here a year so it had to have happened.*
*Oh, it was back in January. I kind of assumed no one would care.*
*My mental health has improved since then.*
*Oh when it January? It might be close to my dad’s birthday.*
*I’m happy to hear you’re doing better, love you bud.*
*20th, I think. It might be any day between 19 and 21, so 20 is the safest bet. When it gets around that time next year, if everyone is still here and Chris Cocks doesn't shut down the forums or something like that, I'll tell y'all about my birthday.*
*And when it comes I’ll wish you a happy birthday. Wanna rp or something while I’ve still got the time?*
*Sure! Desire anything in particular, or should we play it by ear?*
*Doesnt matter who I get, no preference, just the will to play. You want anybody though?*
*Sure! Desire anything in particular, or should we play it by ear?*
*Doesnt matter who I get, no preference, just the will to play. You want anybody though?*
*Nope! Go for whatever!*
Felix is setting up an inflatable pool, a slip-n-slide, and one of those sprinkler things with the wiggly tubes in his front yard. Like a mini water park.
Atticus is sitting at the bar, not wearing make-up for once. Without it, it's clear that he has burn scars on his face, especially near his missing eye. He looks tired and possibly hungover.
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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.
*Sure! Desire anything in particular, or should we play it by ear?*
*Doesnt matter who I get, no preference, just the will to play. You want anybody though?*
*Nope! Go for whatever!*
Felix is setting up an inflatable pool, a slip-n-slide, and one of those sprinkler things with the wiggly tubes in his front yard. Like a mini water park.
Atticus is sitting at the bar, not wearing make-up for once. Without it, it's clear that he has burn scars on his face, especially near his missing eye. He looks tired and possibly hungover.
Someone watches from nearby, the smell of good food mixing with cigar smoke in the air as Loo watches his fellow Stugel, or at least, fellow wouldn’t be the right word for a half breed.
Gin sits down next to them, patting them on the back and casting Greater Restoration. He says nothing, his eye concealed by his hair, putting down a cup of water, looking at Atticus with, probably concern.
*ahem, one moment please… (puts away butterfly knife) now where was it-… (pulls out medieval battering ram) YOU*
*I mean, honestly, I don’t really care, it’s just like any other day to me.*
*I feel like any further escalation may result in someone pulling out a nuclear bomb or something stupid. Anyway, (picks up entire siege tower) YOU*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Oh when it January? It might be close to my dad’s birthday.*
*I’m happy to hear you’re doing better, love you bud.*
*Oh, also, I posted on Autumn Country and Revenant Repast*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*ah*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*yep, saw those! :> I’ll get to both of them as soon as I can.*
*I would never use something so bland and boring as a nuclear bomb! (Picks up Eiffel Tower) YOU*
*20th, I think. It might be any day between 19 and 21, so 20 is the safest bet. When it gets around that time next year, if everyone is still here and Chris Cocks doesn't shut down the forums or something like that, I'll tell y'all about my birthday.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*And when it comes I’ll wish you a happy birthday. Wanna rp or something while I’ve still got the time?*
*(looks for larger weapons) Um... (picks you up) YOU*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*(squeals, then realizes… now is my chance) Ha-Ha! (Hits you on the head with magic staff) YOU*
*Sure! Desire anything in particular, or should we play it by ear?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*(BITES you)*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Doesnt matter who I get, no preference, just the will to play. You want anybody though?*
*thats it, I’m calling the tooth fairies*
*Nope! Go for whatever!*
Felix is setting up an inflatable pool, a slip-n-slide, and one of those sprinkler things with the wiggly tubes in his front yard. Like a mini water park.
Atticus is sitting at the bar, not wearing make-up for once. Without it, it's clear that he has burn scars on his face, especially near his missing eye. He looks tired and possibly hungover.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*They stopped messing with me a long time ago, friend. It's hard to eat teeth that eat you back.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Someone watches from nearby, the smell of good food mixing with cigar smoke in the air as Loo watches his fellow Stugel, or at least, fellow wouldn’t be the right word for a half breed.
Gin sits down next to them, patting them on the back and casting Greater Restoration. He says nothing, his eye concealed by his hair, putting down a cup of water, looking at Atticus with, probably concern.
*bah, I’ll need to have a talk with them later then*
*what’s the point of having a secret service of ravenous sprites if they aren’t going to brutalize my combatants for me?*