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Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He goes to find Tresa. The garden is vibrant and looks amazing. Tresa is wandering the forest, she does seem to be bleeding from her leg, her blade has blood on it. He leans down to get a closer look "Why are you so calm?" "Tresa?" he calls, rushing to her. "Because stress hurts me."
Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He goes to find Tresa. The garden is vibrant and looks amazing. Tresa is wandering the forest, she does seem to be bleeding from her leg, her blade has blood on it. He leans down to get a closer look "Why are you so calm?"
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He goes to find Tresa. The garden is vibrant and looks amazing.
He goes to find Tresa.
The garden is vibrant and looks amazing.
Tresa is wandering the forest, she does seem to be bleeding from her leg, her blade has blood on it.
He leans down to get a closer look "Why are you so calm?"
"Tresa?" he calls, rushing to her.
"Because stress hurts me."
She looks over to them, blood dripping from her head, "X?"
He nods "An admirable realization. May I make you a meal? Your favorite food perhaps?"
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.)
Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He goes to find Tresa. The garden is vibrant and looks amazing. Tresa is wandering the forest, she does seem to be bleeding from her leg, her blade has blood on it. He leans down to get a closer look "Why are you so calm?" "Tresa?" he calls, rushing to her. "Because stress hurts me." She looks over to them, blood dripping from her head, "X?" He nods "An admirable realization. May I make you a meal? Your favorite food perhaps?"
"Jesus...are you ok?" he asks, wiping the blood from her head.
"No thanks, thank you though."
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 >> "Jesus...are you ok?" he asks, wiping the blood from her head. "No thanks, thank you though."
She looks up at them with tired eyes, "You were gone, assassins came after me."
"If you say so, maybe another time."
Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> "Jesus...are you ok?" he asks, wiping the blood from her head. "No thanks, thank you though." She looks up at them with tired eyes, "You were gone, assassins came after me." "If you say so, maybe another time."
"Im so sorry..." he says, hugging her tight. "Lets get you patched up okay...?"
"Of course."
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> "Jesus...are you ok?" he asks, wiping the blood from her head. "No thanks, thank you though." She looks up at them with tired eyes, "You were gone, assassins came after me." "If you say so, maybe another time." "Im so sorry..." he says, hugging her tight. "Lets get you patched up okay...?" "Of course."
She hugs them back limply, sheathing her sword, "Okay..."
He cracks his neck, "Cigar? Maybe the Nameless god or spirit of justice want something."
Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> "Jesus...are you ok?" he asks, wiping the blood from her head. "No thanks, thank you though." She looks up at them with tired eyes, "You were gone, assassins came after me." "If you say so, maybe another time." "Im so sorry..." he says, hugging her tight. "Lets get you patched up okay...?" "Of course." She hugs them back limply, sheathing her sword, "Okay..." He cracks his neck, "Cigar? Maybe the Nameless god or spirit of justice want something."
He takes her back to a safe area and stitches her wounds up, cleaning them as well.
"I dont like that you're in my head. They dont either." he says simply, a threat underlying his words.
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He takes her back to a safe area and stitches her wounds up, cleaning them as well. "I dont like that you're in my head. They dont either." he says simply, a threat underlying his words.
She's been cut and stabbed, but by the looks of it shes handled herself well enough.
"I knew that before you said it, I'll keep it in mind, my mind." He laughs the smallest bit, "I won't do anything with it, don't worry."
Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He takes her back to a safe area and stitches her wounds up, cleaning them as well. "I dont like that you're in my head. They dont either." he says simply, a threat underlying his words. She's been cut and stabbed, but by the looks of it shes handled herself well enough. "I knew that before you said it, I'll keep it in mind, my mind." He laughs the smallest bit, "I won't do anything with it, don't worry."
"You did good Tresa." he says, applying some antibiotics.
"Still. You'll come across someone with a shorter temper than me and they'll kill ya for that."
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He takes her back to a safe area and stitches her wounds up, cleaning them as well. "I dont like that you're in my head. They dont either." he says simply, a threat underlying his words. She's been cut and stabbed, but by the looks of it shes handled herself well enough. "I knew that before you said it, I'll keep it in mind, my mind." He laughs the smallest bit, "I won't do anything with it, don't worry." "You did good Tresa." he says, applying some antibiotics. "Still. You'll come across someone with a shorter temper than me and they'll kill ya for that."
"Thanks..." She winces at the touch of the antibiotics, hugging them.
"I'm aware, I can live with that, anyone who's enough to kill me and does, they earned it, and I wont blame them."
Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He takes her back to a safe area and stitches her wounds up, cleaning them as well. "I dont like that you're in my head. They dont either." he says simply, a threat underlying his words. She's been cut and stabbed, but by the looks of it shes handled herself well enough. "I knew that before you said it, I'll keep it in mind, my mind." He laughs the smallest bit, "I won't do anything with it, don't worry." "You did good Tresa." he says, applying some antibiotics. "Still. You'll come across someone with a shorter temper than me and they'll kill ya for that." "Thanks..." She winces at the touch of the antibiotics, hugging them. "I'm aware, I can live with that, anyone who's enough to kill me and does, they earned it, and I wont blame them."
He nods a smiles, frowning as he bandages the wounds. "Sorry i wasnt there for ya sis..."
"I wouldnt either."
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He nods a smiles, frowning as he bandages the wounds. "Sorry i wasnt there for ya sis..." "I wouldnt either."
She smiles back at them, "It's okay... you were probably busy... what happened to you?"
"If they killed you or me?" He chuckles, crushing his cigar.
Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He nods a smiles, frowning as he bandages the wounds. "Sorry i wasnt there for ya sis..." "I wouldnt either." She smiles back at them, "It's okay... you were probably busy... what happened to you?" "If they killed you or me?" He chuckles, crushing his cigar.
"Fighting a curse....i...i ah....i did die...but some lady saved me.."
"If they killed you." he says, eyes narrowed
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He nods a smiles, frowning as he bandages the wounds. "Sorry i wasnt there for ya sis..." "I wouldnt either." She smiles back at them, "It's okay... you were probably busy... what happened to you?" "If they killed you or me?" He chuckles, crushing his cigar. "Fighting a curse....i...i ah....i did die...but some lady saved me.." "If they killed you." he says, eyes narrowed
"YOU DIED?!" She doesn't look happy to hear that.
"Probably. Family would be pissed though." He sighs "I wouldn't hurt anyone that doesn't deserve it."
Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He nods a smiles, frowning as he bandages the wounds. "Sorry i wasnt there for ya sis..." "I wouldnt either." She smiles back at them, "It's okay... you were probably busy... what happened to you?" "If they killed you or me?" He chuckles, crushing his cigar. "Fighting a curse....i...i ah....i did die...but some lady saved me.." "If they killed you." he says, eyes narrowed "YOU DIED?!" She doesn't look happy to hear that. "Probably. Family would be pissed though." He sighs "I wouldn't hurt anyone that doesn't deserve it."
He flinches at her raised voice, nodding.
"Figures."
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He flinches at her raised voice, nodding. "Figures."
She looks at them, tears forming in her eyes.
"You wouldn't believe me, and I don't blame you."
Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He flinches at her raised voice, nodding. "Figures." She looks at them, tears forming in her eyes. "You wouldn't believe me, and I don't blame you."
"hey hey...im alive now, thats all that matters sis..."
He nods, yanking some weeds out
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He flinches at her raised voice, nodding. "Figures." She looks at them, tears forming in her eyes. "You wouldn't believe me, and I don't blame you." "hey hey...im alive now, thats all that matters sis..." He nods, yanking some weeds out
"B-but... what if that lady wasn't there...?" She curls up.
He leans against the wall nearby, "Thank you for your patience."
Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He flinches at her raised voice, nodding. "Figures." She looks at them, tears forming in her eyes. "You wouldn't believe me, and I don't blame you." "hey hey...im alive now, thats all that matters sis..." He nods, yanking some weeds out "B-but... what if that lady wasn't there...?" She curls up. He leans against the wall nearby, "Thank you for your patience."
He hugs her tight. "Dont think about the what ifs..." he mumbles.
"Course." he says, his tattoos pulsing.
Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He hugs her tight. "Dont think about the what ifs..." he mumbles. "Course." he says, his tattoos pulsing.
She closes her eyes and hugs them back just as tight.
He raises an eyebrow before beginning to walk off, towards the docks "Goodbye."
Quote from TrueJester3 >> Quote from TherenDotsk2 >> He hugs her tight. "Dont think about the what ifs..." he mumbles. "Course." he says, his tattoos pulsing. She closes her eyes and hugs them back just as tight. He raises an eyebrow before beginning to walk off, towards the docks "Goodbye."
He hums her a song, trying to keep her calm.
"Goodbye sir."
She looks over to them, blood dripping from her head, "X?"
He nods "An admirable realization. May I make you a meal? Your favorite food perhaps?"
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.)
"Jesus...are you ok?" he asks, wiping the blood from her head.
"No thanks, thank you though."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks up at them with tired eyes, "You were gone, assassins came after me."
"If you say so, maybe another time."
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.)
"Im so sorry..." he says, hugging her tight. "Lets get you patched up okay...?"
"Of course."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She hugs them back limply, sheathing her sword, "Okay..."
He cracks his neck, "Cigar? Maybe the Nameless god or spirit of justice want 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.)
He takes her back to a safe area and stitches her wounds up, cleaning them as well.
"I dont like that you're in my head. They dont either." he says simply, a threat underlying his words.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She's been cut and stabbed, but by the looks of it shes handled herself well enough.
"I knew that before you said it, I'll keep it in mind, my mind." He laughs the smallest bit, "I won't do anything with it, don't worry."
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.)
"You did good Tresa." he says, applying some antibiotics.
"Still. You'll come across someone with a shorter temper than me and they'll kill ya for that."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Thanks..." She winces at the touch of the antibiotics, hugging them.
"I'm aware, I can live with that, anyone who's enough to kill me and does, they earned it, and I wont blame 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.)
He nods a smiles, frowning as he bandages the wounds. "Sorry i wasnt there for ya sis..."
"I wouldnt either."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She smiles back at them, "It's okay... you were probably busy... what happened to you?"
"If they killed you or me?" He chuckles, crushing his cigar.
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.)
"Fighting a curse....i...i ah....i did die...but some lady saved me.."
"If they killed you." he says, eyes narrowed
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"YOU DIED?!" She doesn't look happy to hear that.
"Probably. Family would be pissed though." He sighs "I wouldn't hurt anyone that doesn't deserve it."
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 flinches at her raised voice, nodding.
"Figures."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks at them, tears forming in her eyes.
"You wouldn't believe me, and I don't blame you."
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.)
"hey hey...im alive now, thats all that matters sis..."
He nods, yanking some weeds out
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"B-but... what if that lady wasn't there...?" She curls up.
He leans against the wall nearby, "Thank you for your patience."
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 hugs her tight. "Dont think about the what ifs..." he mumbles.
"Course." he says, his tattoos pulsing.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She closes her eyes and hugs them back just as tight.
He raises an eyebrow before beginning to walk off, towards the docks "Goodbye."
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 hums her a song, trying to keep her calm.
"Goodbye sir."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.