Theren is sitting in his garden, sipping some coffee and looking exhausted.
X is munching on a cinnamon roll while sitting on a roof, kicking his legs and jealously watching couples.
Leo is irritated as he fixes Festus's brand new wings, grumbling about bad calibrations.
Isaac walks over to Leo as his bird circles overhead “what seems to be the issue?”
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Zazabell is outside, dressed in a red leather jacket that nearly sweeps the ground that is paired with a pair of black dress pant, a black dress shirt, and a red vest. They are stalking a target of theirs, humming happily as they do.
Bluebell stalks the stalker, taking different forms to avoid detection, one minute a cat, the next a plant, the next a distant passerby, practically a ghost as they change what they are.
Zazabell is outside, dressed in a red leather jacket that nearly sweeps the ground that is paired with a pair of black dress pant, a black dress shirt, and a red vest. They are stalking a target of theirs, humming happily as they do.
They see Gravedigger observing a little ways away
The repo-devil is leaning on their scythe, grinning as they watch the human male meander about.
Zazabell is outside, dressed in a red leather jacket that nearly sweeps the ground that is paired with a pair of black dress pant, a black dress shirt, and a red vest. They are stalking a target of theirs, humming happily as they do.
X watches them from a roof, tracking them.
The repo-devil is leaning on their scythe, grinning as they watch the human male meander about.
Zazabell is outside, dressed in a red leather jacket that nearly sweeps the ground that is paired with a pair of black dress pant, a black dress shirt, and a red vest. They are stalking a target of theirs, humming happily as they do.
They see Gravedigger observing a little ways away
The repo-devil is leaning on their scythe, grinning as they watch the human male meander about.
Gravedigger slowly starts to make his way over, trying to gauge what they are doing
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
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Isaac walks over to Leo as his bird circles overhead “what seems to be the issue?”
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Back*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Bluebell stalks the stalker, taking different forms to avoid detection, one minute a cat, the next a plant, the next a distant passerby, practically a ghost as they change what they are.
*Cut for Theren.*
“I’m gonna find somebody you’ll like… what do you like?” She tilts her head.
She watches them work, “I’m resting, but I’m not happy about it you know.”
He shrugs. "As long as shes got a good personality thats all that matters."
He sighs. "Look im tryna keep you safe ok?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She puts a thumb down, “Boring answer.” She holds the ice cream up to them again, “Have some.”
“Dear, I’m a soldier, I can handle myself.” She gestures them to come over.
*Heya Tarra.*
"Whaddya mean boring answer?" he complains, licking some ice cream.
He walks over.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*How're you doing?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“Everyone says good personality, you want more than that.” She says, rolling her eyes, “My other bro would’ve given the same answer.”
She kisses his cheek and pinches his neck, con save if you would.
*Tired, but happy I guess.*
*Ah. I hope you get less tired soon*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
He sighs. "i dunno then." he says, poking her arm.
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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.
She smiles brightly at them, “Then we’re gonna find out.” She hugs them tight.
Well isn’t that interesting. He feels numb and drops like a sack of potatoes, “Told you, dear.”
*Thanks bud, how are you doing, mate?*
*Good. Sick but good*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"okay!" he says, ruffiling her hair.
Leo grumbles. "You pinched my nerves."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The repo-devil is leaning on their scythe, grinning as they watch the human male meander about.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
The repo-devil is leaning on their scythe, grinning as they watch the human male meander about.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Gravedigger slowly starts to make his way over, trying to gauge what they are doing
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover