If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*okay I don’t have enough energy to play Caleb or any of my camp half-blood children right now, and I don’t feel like roleplaying with any of my other characters, but I think i have the energy to play Edith here :>*
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-If You Want Perfection, Take a Sip and Drink It In! Kill Your Old Complexion, Welcome to Your Brand New Skin!-_
_-The, ‘Who,’ When You Call, ‘Who’s There,’-_ _-Dreamer of Dark Days and Darker Nights-_ _-Prince of the Pumpkin Patch-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*choose one of your characters, I have a new one.*
A young man walks by. He has tidy brown hair and greenish blue eyes, his aura isn’t magical but rather technological.
Another young looking man enters the inn. His hair is black, and his eyes are two different colors, one amber, the other the color of the sky during the day. He grins cockily as he strides into the inn. He sits down at one of the tables, and orders a drink.
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
*okay I don’t have enough energy to play Caleb or any of my camp half-blood children right now, and I don’t feel like roleplaying with any of my other characters, but I think i have the energy to play Edith here :>*
*only if you want to!*
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
*choose one of your characters, I have a new one.*
A young man walks by. He has tidy brown hair and greenish blue eyes, his aura isn’t magical but rather technological.
Another young looking man enters the inn. His hair is black, and his eyes are two different colors, one amber, the other the color of the sky during the day. He grins cockily as he strides into the inn. He sits down at one of the tables, and orders a drink.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*choose one of your characters, I have a new one.*
A young man walks by. He has tidy brown hair and greenish blue eyes, his aura isn’t magical but rather technological.
Another young looking man enters the inn. His hair is black, and his eyes are two different colors, one amber, the other the color of the sky during the day. He grins cockily as he strides into the inn. He sits down at one of the tables, and orders a drink.
“Hello.” He spots the young man.
“Oh! Hello there.” He smiles, looking surprised. “You have an… interesting… I can’t place the word.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*choose one of your characters, I have a new one.*
A young man walks by. He has tidy brown hair and greenish blue eyes, his aura isn’t magical but rather technological.
Another young looking man enters the inn. His hair is black, and his eyes are two different colors, one amber, the other the color of the sky during the day. He grins cockily as he strides into the inn. He sits down at one of the tables, and orders a drink.
“Hello.” He spots the young man.
“Oh! Hello there.” He smiles, looking surprised. “You have an… interesting… I can’t place the word.”
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*choose one of your characters, I have a new one.*
A young man walks by. He has tidy brown hair and greenish blue eyes, his aura isn’t magical but rather technological.
Another young looking man enters the inn. His hair is black, and his eyes are two different colors, one amber, the other the color of the sky during the day. He grins cockily as he strides into the inn. He sits down at one of the tables, and orders a drink.
“Hello.” He spots the young man.
“Oh! Hello there.” He smiles, looking surprised. “You have an… interesting… I can’t place the word.”
“What? I have an interesting what?”
“I don’t know!” He grins.
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
*choose one of your characters, I have a new one.*
A young man walks by. He has tidy brown hair and greenish blue eyes, his aura isn’t magical but rather technological.
Another young looking man enters the inn. His hair is black, and his eyes are two different colors, one amber, the other the color of the sky during the day. He grins cockily as he strides into the inn. He sits down at one of the tables, and orders a drink.
“Hello.” He spots the young man.
“Oh! Hello there.” He smiles, looking surprised. “You have an… interesting… I can’t place the word.”
“What? I have an interesting what?”
“I don’t know!” He grins.
“Aura? Most people Ive met made a comment on my nonmagical aura.” He walks over to him.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*choose one of your characters, I have a new one.*
A young man walks by. He has tidy brown hair and greenish blue eyes, his aura isn’t magical but rather technological.
Another young looking man enters the inn. His hair is black, and his eyes are two different colors, one amber, the other the color of the sky during the day. He grins cockily as he strides into the inn. He sits down at one of the tables, and orders a drink.
“Hello.” He spots the young man.
“Oh! Hello there.” He smiles, looking surprised. “You have an… interesting… I can’t place the word.”
“What? I have an interesting what?”
“I don’t know!” He grins.
“Aura? Most people Ive met made a comment on my nonmagical aura.” He walks over to him.
“Plenty of people have nonmagical auras. Yours is more… technological.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
*choose one of your characters, I have a new one.*
A young man walks by. He has tidy brown hair and greenish blue eyes, his aura isn’t magical but rather technological.
Another young looking man enters the inn. His hair is black, and his eyes are two different colors, one amber, the other the color of the sky during the day. He grins cockily as he strides into the inn. He sits down at one of the tables, and orders a drink.
“Hello.” He spots the young man.
“Oh! Hello there.” He smiles, looking surprised. “You have an… interesting… I can’t place the word.”
“What? I have an interesting what?”
“I don’t know!” He grins.
“Aura? Most people Ive met made a comment on my nonmagical aura.” He walks over to him.
“Plenty of people have nonmagical auras. Yours is more… technological.”
“That’s because of this.” His hand shifts into a dark blue small hand cannon.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*choose one of your characters, I have a new one.*
A young man walks by. He has tidy brown hair and greenish blue eyes, his aura isn’t magical but rather technological.
Another young looking man enters the inn. His hair is black, and his eyes are two different colors, one amber, the other the color of the sky during the day. He grins cockily as he strides into the inn. He sits down at one of the tables, and orders a drink.
“Hello.” He spots the young man.
“Oh! Hello there.” He smiles, looking surprised. “You have an… interesting… I can’t place the word.”
“What? I have an interesting what?”
“I don’t know!” He grins.
“Aura? Most people Ive met made a comment on my nonmagical aura.” He walks over to him.
“Plenty of people have nonmagical auras. Yours is more… technological.”
“That’s because of this.” His hand shifts into a dark blue small hand cannon.
“Cannons! I love cannons!” He claps excitedly. “Are we going to use it? Are we going to blow something up?”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
*choose one of your characters, I have a new one.*
A young man walks by. He has tidy brown hair and greenish blue eyes, his aura isn’t magical but rather technological.
Another young looking man enters the inn. His hair is black, and his eyes are two different colors, one amber, the other the color of the sky during the day. He grins cockily as he strides into the inn. He sits down at one of the tables, and orders a drink.
“Hello.” He spots the young man.
“Oh! Hello there.” He smiles, looking surprised. “You have an… interesting… I can’t place the word.”
“What? I have an interesting what?”
“I don’t know!” He grins.
“Aura? Most people Ive met made a comment on my nonmagical aura.” He walks over to him.
“Plenty of people have nonmagical auras. Yours is more… technological.”
“That’s because of this.” His hand shifts into a dark blue small hand cannon.
“Cannons! I love cannons!” He claps excitedly. “Are we going to use it? Are we going to blow something up?”
“It’s not a normal cannon.” He moves a blast up to the top without shooting it. “It’s a plasma cannon.”
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*choose one of your characters, I have a new one.*
A young man walks by. He has tidy brown hair and greenish blue eyes, his aura isn’t magical but rather technological.
Another young looking man enters the inn. His hair is black, and his eyes are two different colors, one amber, the other the color of the sky during the day. He grins cockily as he strides into the inn. He sits down at one of the tables, and orders a drink.
“Hello.” He spots the young man.
“Oh! Hello there.” He smiles, looking surprised. “You have an… interesting… I can’t place the word.”
“What? I have an interesting what?”
“I don’t know!” He grins.
“Aura? Most people Ive met made a comment on my nonmagical aura.” He walks over to him.
“Plenty of people have nonmagical auras. Yours is more… technological.”
“That’s because of this.” His hand shifts into a dark blue small hand cannon.
“Cannons! I love cannons!” He claps excitedly. “Are we going to use it? Are we going to blow something up?”
“It’s not a normal cannon.” He moves a blast up to the top without shooting it. “It’s a plasma cannon.”
“Well, shoot it already. I want to see how it works.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
*choose one of your characters, I have a new one.*
A young man walks by. He has tidy brown hair and greenish blue eyes, his aura isn’t magical but rather technological.
Another young looking man enters the inn. His hair is black, and his eyes are two different colors, one amber, the other the color of the sky during the day. He grins cockily as he strides into the inn. He sits down at one of the tables, and orders a drink.
“Hello.” He spots the young man.
“Oh! Hello there.” He smiles, looking surprised. “You have an… interesting… I can’t place the word.”
“What? I have an interesting what?”
“I don’t know!” He grins.
“Aura? Most people Ive met made a comment on my nonmagical aura.” He walks over to him.
“Plenty of people have nonmagical auras. Yours is more… technological.”
“That’s because of this.” His hand shifts into a dark blue small hand cannon.
“Cannons! I love cannons!” He claps excitedly. “Are we going to use it? Are we going to blow something up?”
“It’s not a normal cannon.” He moves a blast up to the top without shooting it. “It’s a plasma cannon.”
“Well, shoot it already. I want to see how it works.”
He smirks. The cannon fires a powerful blast. “Cool right?” His hand shifts back to normal.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*choose one of your characters, I have a new one.*
A young man walks by. He has tidy brown hair and greenish blue eyes, his aura isn’t magical but rather technological.
Another young looking man enters the inn. His hair is black, and his eyes are two different colors, one amber, the other the color of the sky during the day. He grins cockily as he strides into the inn. He sits down at one of the tables, and orders a drink.
“Hello.” He spots the young man.
“Oh! Hello there.” He smiles, looking surprised. “You have an… interesting… I can’t place the word.”
“What? I have an interesting what?”
“I don’t know!” He grins.
“Aura? Most people Ive met made a comment on my nonmagical aura.” He walks over to him.
“Plenty of people have nonmagical auras. Yours is more… technological.”
“That’s because of this.” His hand shifts into a dark blue small hand cannon.
“Cannons! I love cannons!” He claps excitedly. “Are we going to use it? Are we going to blow something up?”
“It’s not a normal cannon.” He moves a blast up to the top without shooting it. “It’s a plasma cannon.”
“Well, shoot it already. I want to see how it works.”
He smirks. The cannon fires a powerful blast. “Cool right?” His hand shifts back to normal.
“Very!” The man inspects the damage.
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
*’Kay.*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
*choose one of your characters, I have a new one.*
A young man walks by. He has tidy brown hair and greenish blue eyes, his aura isn’t magical but rather technological.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*okay I don’t have enough energy to play Caleb or any of my camp half-blood children right now, and I don’t feel like roleplaying with any of my other characters, but I think i have the energy to play Edith here :>*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-If You Want Perfection, Take a Sip and Drink It In! Kill Your Old Complexion, Welcome to Your Brand New Skin!-_
_-The, ‘Who,’ When You Call, ‘Who’s There,’-_ _-Dreamer of Dark Days and Darker Nights-_ _-Prince of the Pumpkin Patch-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Another young looking man enters the inn. His hair is black, and his eyes are two different colors, one amber, the other the color of the sky during the day. He grins cockily as he strides into the inn. He sits down at one of the tables, and orders a drink.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
*only if you want to!*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
“Hello.” He spots the young man.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*SO, DO YOU TWO WANT TO MEET THE GODMOTHER?*
*she’s very friendly, I promise >*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-If You Want Perfection, Take a Sip and Drink It In! Kill Your Old Complexion, Welcome to Your Brand New Skin!-_
_-The, ‘Who,’ When You Call, ‘Who’s There,’-_ _-Dreamer of Dark Days and Darker Nights-_ _-Prince of the Pumpkin Patch-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“Oh! Hello there.” He smiles, looking surprised. “You have an… interesting… I can’t place the word.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
*idk.*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“What? I have an interesting what?”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“I don’t know!” He grins.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
“Aura? Most people Ive met made a comment on my nonmagical aura.” He walks over to him.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Plenty of people have nonmagical auras. Yours is more… technological.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
*Yes!*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
“That’s because of this.” His hand shifts into a dark blue small hand cannon.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Cannons! I love cannons!” He claps excitedly. “Are we going to use it? Are we going to blow something up?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
“It’s not a normal cannon.” He moves a blast up to the top without shooting it. “It’s a plasma cannon.”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Well, shoot it already. I want to see how it works.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
He smirks. The cannon fires a powerful blast. “Cool right?” His hand shifts back to normal.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Very!” The man inspects the damage.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!