X is facedown in bed, shirt still off. The sandy on his back glows as it continues to pair to X.
Leo turns to her. "Stay there." he mutters, grabbing a shortsword and peeking out the door
Waka sits down next to the bed, holding X's hand comfortingly, looking down to him, running a hand through their hair, "X? Are you awake?"
She nods, closing her book and grabbing her Arbalest. They see a mountain of a man, walking with his giant cleaver dragging into the dirt, making a small ditch. They stop when they hear the door open slightly.
She gets a grunt of pain as a response.
Leo breathes quietly, shifting his grip on the blade
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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.
Neave is in the shadows, looking mysterious as usual.
*bop*
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
Leo breathes quietly, shifting his grip on the blade
She leans down and kisses their cheek, "I'll get some pain killers." She gets up, looking around the room for some.
He hears a bayou accent come from the man's heavy voice "Rude ta stare, big man." He turns to them, looking down at them for a moment.
"In the drawer by the bed." he mumbles.
Leo doesn't respond, making some machine clicks with his mouth isntead.
She goes there, looking through the drawer and administering the medicine "Since you can speak, who's Becca?"
He squats down to be on the same level as them, putting his cleaver down, "What'cha doin' there?"
He groans. "Old ex girlfriend."
There is a deep growl as Festus stalks around the corner of the house, fire brewing in his mouth
She sits back down next to them, "Tell me about her, everything you can remember."
He looks over to Festus, standing back to his full height and putting up his rusty cleaver, "I wouldn't be doin' that if I were you. I ain't interested in a fight."
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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.'
*Since no one's here, let me properly intro my Bayou bumkin.*
thump. Thump. THUMP. THUMP. CRUNCH. Blood sprays the forest floor as a massive, rusted and dulled cleaver comes down on the neck of a criminal, they attempt to block with their hands, but the blade crushes them along with the criminal's windpipe, blood spilling out of their mouth as they are knocked to the ground. Their Nightmare companion is paralyzed with a foreign feeling, FEAR. They attempt to get back up, but are continuously knocked to the ground until they aren't return to their feet at all, their eyes fill with that same fear as they attempt to curse their assailant, but they only succeed in choking on their own blood.
Their assailant wears a bag over their face, hiding all their features except for their piercing green eyes, the mountain of a man wielding the giant cleaver drags it against the ground as he approaches them, leaving a small ditch with the weight of the blade. They're tall and broad shouldered, built up all over with muscles, both his blade and himself speckled with the blood of people like the person they're currently killing. Where their skin can be seen, its green, dark green, with scars along their body that stretch far and cut deep into their flesh. Bandages are loosely tied around the hilt of the blade, which has warped to perfectly fit their fingers where they holds it, so worn and covered in damage it just has been used for years without repairs. They bring up the blade over them as they place their foot on the back of the criminal to stop them from running anymore. He swings down, and a sound rings out throughout the forest as the ground shakes from the blow.
A wet CRUNCH. And then silence.
*EXTREME VIOLENCE YAYYY*
There is the sound of mechanical footsteps nearby. The man might be able to see a large, spiky, infernal-looking mech stomping through the forest. It doesn't seem to have seen him.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
Leo breathes quietly, shifting his grip on the blade
She leans down and kisses their cheek, "I'll get some pain killers." She gets up, looking around the room for some.
He hears a bayou accent come from the man's heavy voice "Rude ta stare, big man." He turns to them, looking down at them for a moment.
"In the drawer by the bed." he mumbles.
Leo doesn't respond, making some machine clicks with his mouth isntead.
She goes there, looking through the drawer and administering the medicine "Since you can speak, who's Becca?"
He squats down to be on the same level as them, putting his cleaver down, "What'cha doin' there?"
He groans. "Old ex girlfriend."
There is a deep growl as Festus stalks around the corner of the house, fire brewing in his mouth
She sits back down next to them, "Tell me about her, everything you can remember."
He looks over to Festus, standing back to his full height and putting up his rusty cleaver, "I wouldn't be doin' that if I were you. I ain't interested in a fight."
"She has..ah....short blonde hair, about 5'4", bright blue eyes.."
Leo steps out, fire wreathing his sword and fist. "Then get the hell off my lawn and fix that trench that you made." he snaps
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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 has..ah....short blonde hair, about 5'4", bright blue eyes.."
Leo steps out, fire wreathing his sword and fist. "Then get the hell off my lawn and fix that trench that you made." he snaps
She nods, commiting each detail to memory and filling in the gaps, "In which part of Night City did she live?"
He looks down to the flames, and his eyes seem to smile, "I just came here fer two simple things, visitin' my little sister, and gettin' my cleaver repaired. I got money, how's Ana doin'?"
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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.'
*Since no one's here, let me properly intro my Bayou bumkin.*
thump. Thump. THUMP. THUMP. CRUNCH. Blood sprays the forest floor as a massive, rusted and dulled cleaver comes down on the neck of a criminal, they attempt to block with their hands, but the blade crushes them along with the criminal's windpipe, blood spilling out of their mouth as they are knocked to the ground. Their Nightmare companion is paralyzed with a foreign feeling, FEAR. They attempt to get back up, but are continuously knocked to the ground until they aren't return to their feet at all, their eyes fill with that same fear as they attempt to curse their assailant, but they only succeed in choking on their own blood.
Their assailant wears a bag over their face, hiding all their features except for their piercing green eyes, the mountain of a man wielding the giant cleaver drags it against the ground as he approaches them, leaving a small ditch with the weight of the blade. They're tall and broad shouldered, built up all over with muscles, both his blade and himself speckled with the blood of people like the person they're currently killing. Where their skin can be seen, its green, dark green, with scars along their body that stretch far and cut deep into their flesh. Bandages are loosely tied around the hilt of the blade, which has warped to perfectly fit their fingers where they holds it, so worn and covered in damage it just has been used for years without repairs. They bring up the blade over them as they place their foot on the back of the criminal to stop them from running anymore. He swings down, and a sound rings out throughout the forest as the ground shakes from the blow.
A wet CRUNCH. And then silence.
*EXTREME VIOLENCE YAYYY*
There is the sound of mechanical footsteps nearby. The man might be able to see a large, spiky, infernal-looking mech stomping through the forest. It doesn't seem to have seen him.
The Nightmare that was following the now dead man is picked up by the killer. He holds what happens to be a fox by the scruff of their neck, turning over to the mech before beginning to walk away, his footsteps just as heavy as theirs, his cleaver dragging behind him.
"She has..ah....short blonde hair, about 5'4", bright blue eyes.."
Leo steps out, fire wreathing his sword and fist. "Then get the hell off my lawn and fix that trench that you made." he snaps
She nods, commiting each detail to memory and filling in the gaps, "In which part of Night City did she live?"
He looks down to the flames, and his eyes seem to smile, "I just came here fer two simple things, visitin' my little sister, and gettin' my cleaver repaired. I got money, how's Ana doin'?"
"A really bad district..."
"How the [1gp] do you know my wife." he snaps
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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 has..ah....short blonde hair, about 5'4", bright blue eyes.."
Leo steps out, fire wreathing his sword and fist. "Then get the hell off my lawn and fix that trench that you made." he snaps
She nods, commiting each detail to memory and filling in the gaps, "In which part of Night City did she live?"
He looks down to the flames, and his eyes seem to smile, "I just came here fer two simple things, visitin' my little sister, and gettin' my cleaver repaired. I got money, how's Ana doin'?"
"A really bad district..."
"How the [1gp] do you know my wife." he snaps
She nods, patting the side of their face, "Is it okay if I go for now? Ill be back in a few hours, promise."
"Ain't our parents mention me a few weeks... maybe a few months back? 'Er are they still disappointed in me." He seems saddened from what his eyes show.
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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.'
"She has..ah....short blonde hair, about 5'4", bright blue eyes.."
Leo steps out, fire wreathing his sword and fist. "Then get the hell off my lawn and fix that trench that you made." he snaps
She nods, commiting each detail to memory and filling in the gaps, "In which part of Night City did she live?"
He looks down to the flames, and his eyes seem to smile, "I just came here fer two simple things, visitin' my little sister, and gettin' my cleaver repaired. I got money, how's Ana doin'?"
"A really bad district..."
"How the [1gp] do you know my wife." he snaps
She nods, patting the side of their face, "Is it okay if I go for now? Ill be back in a few hours, promise."
"Ain't our parents mention me a few weeks... maybe a few months back? 'Er are they still disappointed in me." He seems saddened from what his eyes show.
"Your gonna kill her aint you...?"
"Never even heard of ya." he says, snapping his fingers as Festus's flames burn brighter.
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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.
*Since no one's here, let me properly intro my Bayou bumkin.*
thump. Thump. THUMP. THUMP. CRUNCH. Blood sprays the forest floor as a massive, rusted and dulled cleaver comes down on the neck of a criminal, they attempt to block with their hands, but the blade crushes them along with the criminal's windpipe, blood spilling out of their mouth as they are knocked to the ground. Their Nightmare companion is paralyzed with a foreign feeling, FEAR. They attempt to get back up, but are continuously knocked to the ground until they aren't return to their feet at all, their eyes fill with that same fear as they attempt to curse their assailant, but they only succeed in choking on their own blood.
Their assailant wears a bag over their face, hiding all their features except for their piercing green eyes, the mountain of a man wielding the giant cleaver drags it against the ground as he approaches them, leaving a small ditch with the weight of the blade. They're tall and broad shouldered, built up all over with muscles, both his blade and himself speckled with the blood of people like the person they're currently killing. Where their skin can be seen, its green, dark green, with scars along their body that stretch far and cut deep into their flesh. Bandages are loosely tied around the hilt of the blade, which has warped to perfectly fit their fingers where they holds it, so worn and covered in damage it just has been used for years without repairs. They bring up the blade over them as they place their foot on the back of the criminal to stop them from running anymore. He swings down, and a sound rings out throughout the forest as the ground shakes from the blow.
A wet CRUNCH. And then silence.
*EXTREME VIOLENCE YAYYY*
There is the sound of mechanical footsteps nearby. The man might be able to see a large, spiky, infernal-looking mech stomping through the forest. It doesn't seem to have seen him.
The Nightmare that was following the now dead man is picked up by the killer. He holds what happens to be a fox by the scruff of their neck, turning over to the mech before beginning to walk away, his footsteps just as heavy as theirs, his cleaver dragging behind him.
"WHAT THE FLACKIN HELL IS THAT?!" Comes a voice from inside the mech, A shoulder-mounted heavy crossbow turns towards the killer, but doesn't fire.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
"Never even heard of ya." he says, snapping his fingers as Festus's flames burn brighter.
She laughs, though the laugh is empty "Dear, I'm a fire fighter, I wouldn't be able to get away with that. Just giving her a visit, okay?"
"I ain't gonna fight my brother in law, Ana's skin me. How 'bout I tell ya somethin' only family with know?" He tilts his bagged head, sitting down in front of them.
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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.'
"WHAT THE FLACKIN HELL IS THAT?!" Comes a voice from inside the mech, A shoulder-mounted heavy crossbow turns towards the killer, but doesn't fire.
The bagged man looks over to them, holding his cleaver tight as he looks at the crossbow, speaking in a Bayou accent, heavy voice coming through the cloth "I wouldn't recommend that none if I were you."
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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.'
"Never even heard of ya." he says, snapping his fingers as Festus's flames burn brighter.
She laughs, though the laugh is empty "Dear, I'm a fire fighter, I wouldn't be able to get away with that. Just giving her a visit, okay?"
"I ain't gonna fight my brother in law, Ana's skin me. How 'bout I tell ya somethin' only family with know?" He tilts his bagged head, sitting down in front of them.
"What are you gonna do...?" he asks, licking his dry lips
"If you lie. It'll be easy to kill ya. You look pretty darn flammable."
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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.
"WHAT THE FLACKIN HELL IS THAT?!" Comes a voice from inside the mech, A shoulder-mounted heavy crossbow turns towards the killer, but doesn't fire.
The bagged man looks over to them, holding his cleaver tight as he looks at the crossbow, speaking in a Bayou accent, heavy voice coming through the cloth "I wouldn't recommend that none if I were you."
A few moments of silence. "You don't look like something naturally occurring. What created you?" The mech readies a large glaive, but otherwise doesn't move.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
I like cheese.
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She gets a grunt of pain as a response.
Leo breathes quietly, shifting his grip on the blade
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She leans down and kisses their cheek, "I'll get some pain killers." She gets up, looking around the room for some.
He hears a bayou accent come from the man's heavy voice "Rude ta stare, big man." He turns to them, looking down at them for a moment.
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.)
"In the drawer by the bed." he mumbles.
Leo doesn't respond, making some machine clicks with his mouth isntead.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She goes there, looking through the drawer and administering the medicine "Since you can speak, who's Becca?"
He squats down to be on the same level as them, putting his cleaver down, "What'cha doin' there?"
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.)
*bop*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
I like cheese.
He groans. "Old ex girlfriend."
There is a deep growl as Festus stalks around the corner of the house, fire brewing in his mouth
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I made an intro, check it out please.*
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.)
She sits back down next to them, "Tell me about her, everything you can remember."
He looks over to Festus, standing back to his full height and putting up his rusty cleaver, "I wouldn't be doin' that if I were you. I ain't interested in a fight."
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.)
*EXTREME VIOLENCE YAYYY*
There is the sound of mechanical footsteps nearby. The man might be able to see a large, spiky, infernal-looking mech stomping through the forest. It doesn't seem to have seen him.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
I like cheese.
"She has..ah....short blonde hair, about 5'4", bright blue eyes.."
Leo steps out, fire wreathing his sword and fist. "Then get the hell off my lawn and fix that trench that you made." he snaps
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She nods, commiting each detail to memory and filling in the gaps, "In which part of Night City did she live?"
He looks down to the flames, and his eyes seem to smile, "I just came here fer two simple things, visitin' my little sister, and gettin' my cleaver repaired. I got money, how's Ana doin'?"
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 Nightmare that was following the now dead man is picked up by the killer. He holds what happens to be a fox by the scruff of their neck, turning over to the mech before beginning to walk away, his footsteps just as heavy as theirs, his cleaver dragging behind him.
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.)
"A really bad district..."
"How the [1gp] do you know my wife." he snaps
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She nods, patting the side of their face, "Is it okay if I go for now? Ill be back in a few hours, promise."
"Ain't our parents mention me a few weeks... maybe a few months back? 'Er are they still disappointed in me." He seems saddened from what his eyes show.
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.)
"Your gonna kill her aint you...?"
"Never even heard of ya." he says, snapping his fingers as Festus's flames burn brighter.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"WHAT THE FLACKIN HELL IS THAT?!" Comes a voice from inside the mech, A shoulder-mounted heavy crossbow turns towards the killer, but doesn't fire.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
I like cheese.
She laughs, though the laugh is empty "Dear, I'm a fire fighter, I wouldn't be able to get away with that. Just giving her a visit, okay?"
"I ain't gonna fight my brother in law, Ana's skin me. How 'bout I tell ya somethin' only family with know?" He tilts his bagged head, sitting down in front of 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.)
The bagged man looks over to them, holding his cleaver tight as he looks at the crossbow, speaking in a Bayou accent, heavy voice coming through the cloth "I wouldn't recommend that none if I were 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.)
"What are you gonna do...?" he asks, licking his dry lips
"If you lie. It'll be easy to kill ya. You look pretty darn flammable."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A few moments of silence. "You don't look like something naturally occurring. What created you?" The mech readies a large glaive, but otherwise doesn't move.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
I like cheese.