Jubilee is wandering about randomly cause she's bored
There is a tap on their shoulder
She looks up from her drawing at whoever tapped her shoulder
Droidbait is there. "Hey kiddo.." he seems rather hesitant
"Hi mister!" She says cheerfully
"I..uh, have some bad news..."
"What happened?" She asks, tilting her head softly
"I have to go for a while. I dont know when ill be back."
"You're....... leaving?" She asks, wholes attitude drooping
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
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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.
Jubilee is wandering about randomly cause she's bored
There is a tap on their shoulder
She looks up from her drawing at whoever tapped her shoulder
Droidbait is there. "Hey kiddo.." he seems rather hesitant
"Hi mister!" She says cheerfully
"I..uh, have some bad news..."
"What happened?" She asks, tilting her head softly
"I have to go for a while. I dont know when ill be back."
"You're....... leaving?" She asks, wholes attitude drooping
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
She looks up at him, some tears in her eyes, "B-but.... what are you going to do?"
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
She looks up at him, some tears in her eyes, "B-but.... what are you going to do?"
"I have to go protect people..." he pauses. "I want you to have my helmet." he says, holding it out for her
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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.
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
She looks up at him, some tears in her eyes, "B-but.... what are you going to do?"
"I have to go protect people..." he pauses. "I want you to have my helmet." he says, holding it out for her
She gingerly takes his helmet, it much bigger than her own head. She wipes her eyes quickly, "You're gonna come back... pinky promise?"
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
She looks up at him, some tears in her eyes, "B-but.... what are you going to do?"
"I have to go protect people..." he pauses. "I want you to have my helmet." he says, holding it out for her
She gingerly takes his helmet, it much bigger than her own head. She wipes her eyes quickly, "You're gonna come back... pinky promise?"
He holds out his pinky. "I swear on it."
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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.
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
She looks up at him, some tears in her eyes, "B-but.... what are you going to do?"
"I have to go protect people..." he pauses. "I want you to have my helmet." he says, holding it out for her
She gingerly takes his helmet, it much bigger than her own head. She wipes her eyes quickly, "You're gonna come back... pinky promise?"
He holds out his pinky. "I swear on it."
She takes his pinky with her own, shaking ut before hugging him
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
She looks up at him, some tears in her eyes, "B-but.... what are you going to do?"
"I have to go protect people..." he pauses. "I want you to have my helmet." he says, holding it out for her
She gingerly takes his helmet, it much bigger than her own head. She wipes her eyes quickly, "You're gonna come back... pinky promise?"
He holds out his pinky. "I swear on it."
She takes his pinky with her own, shaking ut before hugging him
He hugs her back. "You can play videos of me on there. It will just be talking to my friends, but it'll be like im there ok?"
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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.
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
She looks up at him, some tears in her eyes, "B-but.... what are you going to do?"
"I have to go protect people..." he pauses. "I want you to have my helmet." he says, holding it out for her
She gingerly takes his helmet, it much bigger than her own head. She wipes her eyes quickly, "You're gonna come back... pinky promise?"
He holds out his pinky. "I swear on it."
She takes his pinky with her own, shaking ut before hugging him
He hugs her back. "You can play videos of me on there. It will just be talking to my friends, but it'll be like im there ok?"
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
She looks up at him, some tears in her eyes, "B-but.... what are you going to do?"
"I have to go protect people..." he pauses. "I want you to have my helmet." he says, holding it out for her
She gingerly takes his helmet, it much bigger than her own head. She wipes her eyes quickly, "You're gonna come back... pinky promise?"
He holds out his pinky. "I swear on it."
She takes his pinky with her own, shaking ut before hugging him
He hugs her back. "You can play videos of me on there. It will just be talking to my friends, but it'll be like im there ok?"
She nods softly, "Is... everyone leaving too?"
He nods. "Im sorry..."
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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.
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
She looks up at him, some tears in her eyes, "B-but.... what are you going to do?"
"I have to go protect people..." he pauses. "I want you to have my helmet." he says, holding it out for her
She gingerly takes his helmet, it much bigger than her own head. She wipes her eyes quickly, "You're gonna come back... pinky promise?"
He holds out his pinky. "I swear on it."
She takes his pinky with her own, shaking ut before hugging him
He hugs her back. "You can play videos of me on there. It will just be talking to my friends, but it'll be like im there ok?"
She nods softly, "Is... everyone leaving too?"
He nods. "Im sorry..."
She seems to curl up around the helmet, starting to hold back tears, "I d-don't want to be alone" she says softly
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
She looks up at him, some tears in her eyes, "B-but.... what are you going to do?"
"I have to go protect people..." he pauses. "I want you to have my helmet." he says, holding it out for her
She gingerly takes his helmet, it much bigger than her own head. She wipes her eyes quickly, "You're gonna come back... pinky promise?"
He holds out his pinky. "I swear on it."
She takes his pinky with her own, shaking ut before hugging him
He hugs her back. "You can play videos of me on there. It will just be talking to my friends, but it'll be like im there ok?"
She nods softly, "Is... everyone leaving too?"
He nods. "Im sorry..."
She seems to curl up around the helmet, starting to hold back tears, "I d-don't want to be alone" she says softly
He sighs. A small droid appears, hopping over. "This is BD-5. He'll look after you. so you wont be alone." *Its basically BD-1. Yk, Cal Kestis droid.*
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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.
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
She looks up at him, some tears in her eyes, "B-but.... what are you going to do?"
"I have to go protect people..." he pauses. "I want you to have my helmet." he says, holding it out for her
She gingerly takes his helmet, it much bigger than her own head. She wipes her eyes quickly, "You're gonna come back... pinky promise?"
He holds out his pinky. "I swear on it."
She takes his pinky with her own, shaking ut before hugging him
He hugs her back. "You can play videos of me on there. It will just be talking to my friends, but it'll be like im there ok?"
She nods softly, "Is... everyone leaving too?"
He nods. "Im sorry..."
She seems to curl up around the helmet, starting to hold back tears, "I d-don't want to be alone" she says softly
He sighs. A small droid appears, hopping over. "This is BD-5. He'll look after you. so you wont be alone." *Its basically BD-1. Yk, Cal Kestis droid.*
She looks at it, reaching out and softly touching its face
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
She looks up at him, some tears in her eyes, "B-but.... what are you going to do?"
"I have to go protect people..." he pauses. "I want you to have my helmet." he says, holding it out for her
She gingerly takes his helmet, it much bigger than her own head. She wipes her eyes quickly, "You're gonna come back... pinky promise?"
He holds out his pinky. "I swear on it."
She takes his pinky with her own, shaking ut before hugging him
He hugs her back. "You can play videos of me on there. It will just be talking to my friends, but it'll be like im there ok?"
She nods softly, "Is... everyone leaving too?"
He nods. "Im sorry..."
She seems to curl up around the helmet, starting to hold back tears, "I d-don't want to be alone" she says softly
He sighs. A small droid appears, hopping over. "This is BD-5. He'll look after you. so you wont be alone." *Its basically BD-1. Yk, Cal Kestis droid.*
She looks at it, reaching out and softly touching its face
The droid beeps and boops happily. Droidbait hands her a book. "This will help ya translate what he's saying."
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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.
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
She looks up at him, some tears in her eyes, "B-but.... what are you going to do?"
"I have to go protect people..." he pauses. "I want you to have my helmet." he says, holding it out for her
She gingerly takes his helmet, it much bigger than her own head. She wipes her eyes quickly, "You're gonna come back... pinky promise?"
He holds out his pinky. "I swear on it."
She takes his pinky with her own, shaking ut before hugging him
He hugs her back. "You can play videos of me on there. It will just be talking to my friends, but it'll be like im there ok?"
She nods softly, "Is... everyone leaving too?"
He nods. "Im sorry..."
She seems to curl up around the helmet, starting to hold back tears, "I d-don't want to be alone" she says softly
He sighs. A small droid appears, hopping over. "This is BD-5. He'll look after you. so you wont be alone." *Its basically BD-1. Yk, Cal Kestis droid.*
She looks at it, reaching out and softly touching its face
The droid beeps and boops happily. Droidbait hands her a book. "This will help ya translate what he's saying."
She softly giggles at the droid's noises, taking the book with both hands, "Thank you..."
*Hey guys. I'm back but not for long. Love you all.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*love yeh to mate.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"You're....... leaving?" She asks, wholes attitude drooping
*hugs! Hopefully you feel better soon!*
He nods. "And im sorry...i promise ill return. I might not have the same armor on though..." he then, for the first time in many years, removes his helmet. He has short black hair, is tan, and has warm brown eyes.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hiya Wendigo :)*
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She looks up at him, some tears in her eyes, "B-but.... what are you going to do?"
"I have to go protect people..." he pauses. "I want you to have my helmet." he says, holding it out for her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She gingerly takes his helmet, it much bigger than her own head. She wipes her eyes quickly, "You're gonna come back... pinky promise?"
He holds out his pinky. "I swear on it."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She takes his pinky with her own, shaking ut before hugging him
He hugs her back. "You can play videos of me on there. It will just be talking to my friends, but it'll be like im there ok?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She nods softly, "Is... everyone leaving too?"
He nods. "Im sorry..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She seems to curl up around the helmet, starting to hold back tears, "I d-don't want to be alone" she says softly
He sighs. A small droid appears, hopping over. "This is BD-5. He'll look after you. so you wont be alone." *Its basically BD-1. Yk, Cal Kestis droid.*
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 it, reaching out and softly touching its face
The droid beeps and boops happily. Droidbait hands her a book. "This will help ya translate what he's saying."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She softly giggles at the droid's noises, taking the book with both hands, "Thank you..."
"Of course. I will see you again. Try to remember my face ok?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.