*I would suggest listening to American Pie by Don McLean.*
"This'll be the day that I die.."
A young man stands by a grave in the cemetery. He wears a black suit, not a single article of clothing white peeking through. His hair is perfectly parted and the color of the raven's feathers. He wears a white mask that bears no emotion. He throws a bouquet of red roses on the grave.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*I would suggest listening to American Pie by Don McLean.*
"This'll be the day that I die.."
A young man stands by a grave in the cemetery. He wears a black suit, not a single article of clothing white peeking through. His hair is perfectly parted and the color of the raven's feathers. He wears a white mask that bears no emotion. He throws a bouquet of red roses on the grave.
Lance appears next to the man. "hello."
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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.
*I would suggest listening to American Pie by Don McLean.*
"This'll be the day that I die.."
A young man stands by a grave in the cemetery. He wears a black suit, not a single article of clothing white peeking through. His hair is perfectly parted and the color of the raven's feathers. He wears a white mask that bears no emotion. He throws a bouquet of red roses on the grave.
Lance appears next to the man. "hello."
He looks up at Lance and tilts his head "Hello." He said and turned back to the grave.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*I would suggest listening to American Pie by Don McLean.*
"This'll be the day that I die.."
A young man stands by a grave in the cemetery. He wears a black suit, not a single article of clothing white peeking through. His hair is perfectly parted and the color of the raven's feathers. He wears a white mask that bears no emotion. He throws a bouquet of red roses on the grave.
Lance appears next to the man. "hello."
He looks up at Lance and tilts his head "Hello." He said and turned back to the grave.
"What happened here if i might ask?"
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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.
*that sounds cool, I'm sure it'll turn out amazing*
*OWWWWWEEEEEE That hurt*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*oki!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*where's my money >:D*
*I would suggest listening to American Pie by Don McLean.*
"This'll be the day that I die.."
A young man stands by a grave in the cemetery. He wears a black suit, not a single article of clothing white peeking through. His hair is perfectly parted and the color of the raven's feathers. He wears a white mask that bears no emotion. He throws a bouquet of red roses on the grave.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Up ur bum*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Lance appears next to the man. "hello."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He looks up at Lance and tilts his head "Hello." He said and turned back to the grave.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"What happened here if i might ask?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*D:<*
*haha -dropkicks-*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*hmmm, characters rn*
Alec is on his morning run per usual
Bonnie is drawing in a booth in the tavern
Jubilee is wandering about randomly cause she's bored
There is a tap on their shoulder
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 from her drawing at whoever tapped her shoulder
Droidbait is there. "Hey kiddo.." he seems rather hesitant
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*HOW DID I MISS THIS AAAAAAAAAA*
"Hi mister!" She says cheerfully
"I..uh, have some bad news..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"What happened?" She asks, tilting her head softly
"I have to go for a while. I dont know when ill be back."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.