My whole world is dark, no light at all. Its scary to think that some horrible is right next to you and you can’t even see it. You’re lucky you can see; you can see the night and day and the scary things right next to you. I can’t see anything.
I think that’s how I died. I never saw him coming, but he saw me. I think I remember hands around my throat and the horrible stench of whiskey. I don’t think he meant to kill me, but I knew the words he screamed at me were true.
That I was useless.
That I didn’t matter.
That I looked just like that cheating woman.
I hate that memory. I think that’s why I forget a lot, because if I remember one thing, it leads me down a rabbit hole of other memories and some of them hurt more than the feeling of calloused fingers digging into your throat.
Have you met Bun?
He is my friend. We go everywhere together. He listens to me sing, he knows how to paint, and he likes to play hide and seek. He is really good at hide and seek, he can find anyone, even if they aren’t playing. He can move too! But that’s only when you don’t look at him. He doesn’t like to be watched; it makes him self-conscious.
My mama made him for me when I was just a tot. She said she used a rabbits hide and sinews to sew him together and stuffed him with the softest feathers from a goose. I like to think that the rabbit’s spirit is still in there, being my friend.
Luci is sitting on the main deck, enjoying the cooler weather in the morning. She appears to holding colorful blocks with letters and numbers on them. She runs her fingers over the numbers and letters, trying to figure out what they are. Bun sits beside her, just mist clinging to it.
*Don't let Auguste find out about the backstory. Or do, you are a Chaos Gremlin. Auguste gets a bit cranky when one of his own has been mistreated. It's one of the few things that can drive him to violence.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
My whole world is dark, no light at all. Its scary to think that some horrible is right next to you and you can’t even see it. You’re lucky you can see; you can see the night and day and the scary things right next to you. I can’t see anything.
I think that’s how I died. I never saw him coming, but he saw me. I think I remember hands around my throat and the horrible stench of whiskey. I don’t think he meant to kill me, but I knew the words he screamed at me were true.
That I was useless.
That I didn’t matter.
That I looked just like that cheating woman.
I hate that memory. I think that’s why I forget a lot, because if I remember one thing, it leads me down a rabbit hole of other memories and some of them hurt more than the feeling of calloused fingers digging into your throat.
Have you met Bun?
He is my friend. We go everywhere together. He listens to me sing, he knows how to paint, and he likes to play hide and seek. He is really good at hide and seek, he can find anyone, even if they aren’t playing. He can move too! But that’s only when you don’t look at him. He doesn’t like to be watched; it makes him self-conscious.
My mama made him for me when I was just a tot. She said she used a rabbits hide and sinews to sew him together and stuffed him with the softest feathers from a goose. I like to think that the rabbit’s spirit is still in there, being my friend.
Luci is sitting on the main deck, enjoying the cooler weather in the morning. She appears to holding colorful blocks with letters and numbers on them. She runs her fingers over the numbers and letters, trying to figure out what they are. Bun sits beside her, just mist clinging to it.
Orion approaches Luci. A large, bronze robot. Powered by steam and covered in masses of armor, gears, and pipes. All that is visible from his mask is two blue glowing eyes from the depths of a deep darkness under his visor.
Luci 'looks' up, sensing the noises of someone approaching. She smiles kindly and waves "Hello!"
The Knight waves in response, then realized she wouldn’t be able to see him. He blows some steam and makes a metallic groaning noise.
She beams as she 'sees' the noise. "How are you?
If Luci knows braille, he scratches a note into the table that reads: Happy. You?
She runs her hands over the words and nods "I am! I'm glad your happy."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Auguste has sent his Service and Angler Fiends to the Gut to feed the other monsters that live there. The chef himself is taking stock of the Barnacle's inventory.
Luci looks over and waves.
He hasn't noticed, too deeply invested in the barrels of salted and pickled food at his disposal. He seems disappointed with his current ingredient stores.
She walks over and runs her hands over the barrels. "What are these?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
My whole world is dark, no light at all. Its scary to think that some horrible is right next to you and you can’t even see it. You’re lucky you can see; you can see the night and day and the scary things right next to you. I can’t see anything.
I think that’s how I died. I never saw him coming, but he saw me. I think I remember hands around my throat and the horrible stench of whiskey. I don’t think he meant to kill me, but I knew the words he screamed at me were true.
That I was useless.
That I didn’t matter.
That I looked just like that cheating woman.
I hate that memory. I think that’s why I forget a lot, because if I remember one thing, it leads me down a rabbit hole of other memories and some of them hurt more than the feeling of calloused fingers digging into your throat.
Have you met Bun?
He is my friend. We go everywhere together. He listens to me sing, he knows how to paint, and he likes to play hide and seek. He is really good at hide and seek, he can find anyone, even if they aren’t playing. He can move too! But that’s only when you don’t look at him. He doesn’t like to be watched; it makes him self-conscious.
My mama made him for me when I was just a tot. She said she used a rabbits hide and sinews to sew him together and stuffed him with the softest feathers from a goose. I like to think that the rabbit’s spirit is still in there, being my friend.
Luci is sitting on the main deck, enjoying the cooler weather in the morning. She appears to holding colorful blocks with letters and numbers on them. She runs her fingers over the numbers and letters, trying to figure out what they are. Bun sits beside her, just mist clinging to it.
*Don't let Auguste find out about the backstory. Or do, you are a Chaos Gremlin. Auguste gets a bit cranky when one of his own has been mistreated. It's one of the few things that can drive him to violence.*
*MWHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Auguste has sent his Service and Angler Fiends to the Gut to feed the other monsters that live there. The chef himself is taking stock of the Barnacle's inventory.
Luci looks over and waves.
He hasn't noticed, too deeply invested in the barrels of salted and pickled food at his disposal. He seems disappointed with his current ingredient stores.
She walks over and runs her hands over the barrels. "What are these?"
He pauses as he finally notices her. "I didn't see you there. These are pickled meats and veggies. We need to pick up some fresh food soon. I just sent my anglers away, so I don't have a good stock of fish right now."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
My whole world is dark, no light at all. Its scary to think that some horrible is right next to you and you can’t even see it. You’re lucky you can see; you can see the night and day and the scary things right next to you. I can’t see anything.
I think that’s how I died. I never saw him coming, but he saw me. I think I remember hands around my throat and the horrible stench of whiskey. I don’t think he meant to kill me, but I knew the words he screamed at me were true.
That I was useless.
That I didn’t matter.
That I looked just like that cheating woman.
I hate that memory. I think that’s why I forget a lot, because if I remember one thing, it leads me down a rabbit hole of other memories and some of them hurt more than the feeling of calloused fingers digging into your throat.
Have you met Bun?
He is my friend. We go everywhere together. He listens to me sing, he knows how to paint, and he likes to play hide and seek. He is really good at hide and seek, he can find anyone, even if they aren’t playing. He can move too! But that’s only when you don’t look at him. He doesn’t like to be watched; it makes him self-conscious.
My mama made him for me when I was just a tot. She said she used a rabbits hide and sinews to sew him together and stuffed him with the softest feathers from a goose. I like to think that the rabbit’s spirit is still in there, being my friend.
Luci is sitting on the main deck, enjoying the cooler weather in the morning. She appears to holding colorful blocks with letters and numbers on them. She runs her fingers over the numbers and letters, trying to figure out what they are. Bun sits beside her, just mist clinging to it.
*Don't let Auguste find out about the backstory. Or do, you are a Chaos Gremlin. Auguste gets a bit cranky when one of his own has been mistreated. It's one of the few things that can drive him to violence.*
*MWHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE*
*He's not too intimidating on the Barnacle, but on the Gut he becomes nearly unstoppable. Imagine corridors writhing like snakes as your very heartbeat lures him to your location. Also, remember how Alastor has like a monster form? Auguste functions a bit similarly. This is his normal form.*
My whole world is dark, no light at all. Its scary to think that some horrible is right next to you and you can’t even see it. You’re lucky you can see; you can see the night and day and the scary things right next to you. I can’t see anything.
I think that’s how I died. I never saw him coming, but he saw me. I think I remember hands around my throat and the horrible stench of whiskey. I don’t think he meant to kill me, but I knew the words he screamed at me were true.
That I was useless.
That I didn’t matter.
That I looked just like that cheating woman.
I hate that memory. I think that’s why I forget a lot, because if I remember one thing, it leads me down a rabbit hole of other memories and some of them hurt more than the feeling of calloused fingers digging into your throat.
Have you met Bun?
He is my friend. We go everywhere together. He listens to me sing, he knows how to paint, and he likes to play hide and seek. He is really good at hide and seek, he can find anyone, even if they aren’t playing. He can move too! But that’s only when you don’t look at him. He doesn’t like to be watched; it makes him self-conscious.
My mama made him for me when I was just a tot. She said she used a rabbits hide and sinews to sew him together and stuffed him with the softest feathers from a goose. I like to think that the rabbit’s spirit is still in there, being my friend.
Luci is sitting on the main deck, enjoying the cooler weather in the morning. She appears to holding colorful blocks with letters and numbers on them. She runs her fingers over the numbers and letters, trying to figure out what they are. Bun sits beside her, just mist clinging to it.
Orion approaches Luci. A large, bronze robot. Powered by steam and covered in masses of armor, gears, and pipes. All that is visible from his mask is two blue glowing eyes from the depths of a deep darkness under his visor.
Luci 'looks' up, sensing the noises of someone approaching. She smiles kindly and waves "Hello!"
The Knight waves in response, then realized she wouldn’t be able to see him. He blows some steam and makes a metallic groaning noise.
She beams as she 'sees' the noise. "How are you?
If Luci knows braille, he scratches a note into the table that reads: Happy. You?
She runs her hands over the words and nods "I am! I'm glad your happy."
He adds another note. “Name?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Auguste has sent his Service and Angler Fiends to the Gut to feed the other monsters that live there. The chef himself is taking stock of the Barnacle's inventory.
Luci looks over and waves.
He hasn't noticed, too deeply invested in the barrels of salted and pickled food at his disposal. He seems disappointed with his current ingredient stores.
She walks over and runs her hands over the barrels. "What are these?"
He pauses as he finally notices her. "I didn't see you there. These are pickled meats and veggies. We need to pick up some fresh food soon. I just sent my anglers away, so I don't have a good stock of fish right now."
"Can I help at all?" She asked, standing on her tiptoes.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
My whole world is dark, no light at all. Its scary to think that some horrible is right next to you and you can’t even see it. You’re lucky you can see; you can see the night and day and the scary things right next to you. I can’t see anything.
I think that’s how I died. I never saw him coming, but he saw me. I think I remember hands around my throat and the horrible stench of whiskey. I don’t think he meant to kill me, but I knew the words he screamed at me were true.
That I was useless.
That I didn’t matter.
That I looked just like that cheating woman.
I hate that memory. I think that’s why I forget a lot, because if I remember one thing, it leads me down a rabbit hole of other memories and some of them hurt more than the feeling of calloused fingers digging into your throat.
Have you met Bun?
He is my friend. We go everywhere together. He listens to me sing, he knows how to paint, and he likes to play hide and seek. He is really good at hide and seek, he can find anyone, even if they aren’t playing. He can move too! But that’s only when you don’t look at him. He doesn’t like to be watched; it makes him self-conscious.
My mama made him for me when I was just a tot. She said she used a rabbits hide and sinews to sew him together and stuffed him with the softest feathers from a goose. I like to think that the rabbit’s spirit is still in there, being my friend.
Luci is sitting on the main deck, enjoying the cooler weather in the morning. She appears to holding colorful blocks with letters and numbers on them. She runs her fingers over the numbers and letters, trying to figure out what they are. Bun sits beside her, just mist clinging to it.
Orion approaches Luci. A large, bronze robot. Powered by steam and covered in masses of armor, gears, and pipes. All that is visible from his mask is two blue glowing eyes from the depths of a deep darkness under his visor.
Luci 'looks' up, sensing the noises of someone approaching. She smiles kindly and waves "Hello!"
The Knight waves in response, then realized she wouldn’t be able to see him. He blows some steam and makes a metallic groaning noise.
She beams as she 'sees' the noise. "How are you?
If Luci knows braille, he scratches a note into the table that reads: Happy. You?
She runs her hands over the words and nods "I am! I'm glad your happy."
He adds another note. “Name?”
She runs her hands over it again and chuckles "My name is Lucibelle! A pleasure to meet you!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
My whole world is dark, no light at all. Its scary to think that some horrible is right next to you and you can’t even see it. You’re lucky you can see; you can see the night and day and the scary things right next to you. I can’t see anything.
I think that’s how I died. I never saw him coming, but he saw me. I think I remember hands around my throat and the horrible stench of whiskey. I don’t think he meant to kill me, but I knew the words he screamed at me were true.
That I was useless.
That I didn’t matter.
That I looked just like that cheating woman.
I hate that memory. I think that’s why I forget a lot, because if I remember one thing, it leads me down a rabbit hole of other memories and some of them hurt more than the feeling of calloused fingers digging into your throat.
Have you met Bun?
He is my friend. We go everywhere together. He listens to me sing, he knows how to paint, and he likes to play hide and seek. He is really good at hide and seek, he can find anyone, even if they aren’t playing. He can move too! But that’s only when you don’t look at him. He doesn’t like to be watched; it makes him self-conscious.
My mama made him for me when I was just a tot. She said she used a rabbits hide and sinews to sew him together and stuffed him with the softest feathers from a goose. I like to think that the rabbit’s spirit is still in there, being my friend.
Luci is sitting on the main deck, enjoying the cooler weather in the morning. She appears to holding colorful blocks with letters and numbers on them. She runs her fingers over the numbers and letters, trying to figure out what they are. Bun sits beside her, just mist clinging to it.
Orion approaches Luci. A large, bronze robot. Powered by steam and covered in masses of armor, gears, and pipes. All that is visible from his mask is two blue glowing eyes from the depths of a deep darkness under his visor.
Luci 'looks' up, sensing the noises of someone approaching. She smiles kindly and waves "Hello!"
The Knight waves in response, then realized she wouldn’t be able to see him. He blows some steam and makes a metallic groaning noise.
She beams as she 'sees' the noise. "How are you?
If Luci knows braille, he scratches a note into the table that reads: Happy. You?
She runs her hands over the words and nods "I am! I'm glad your happy."
He adds another note. “Name?”
She runs her hands over it again and chuckles "My name is Lucibelle! A pleasure to meet you!"
He pounds his throat with his fist and manages to let out a scratchy word. “…Orion…”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
He pauses as he finally notices her. "I didn't see you there. These are pickled meats and veggies. We need to pick up some fresh food soon. I just sent my anglers away, so I don't have a good stock of fish right now."
"Can I help at all?" She asked, standing on her tiptoes.
He thinks for a moment. "I'm not sure. Fishing requires sharp hooks, precision, and strong muscles. I would love to teach you, I really would, but the issue is you might get hurt."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
My whole world is dark, no light at all. Its scary to think that some horrible is right next to you and you can’t even see it. You’re lucky you can see; you can see the night and day and the scary things right next to you. I can’t see anything.
I think that’s how I died. I never saw him coming, but he saw me. I think I remember hands around my throat and the horrible stench of whiskey. I don’t think he meant to kill me, but I knew the words he screamed at me were true.
That I was useless.
That I didn’t matter.
That I looked just like that cheating woman.
I hate that memory. I think that’s why I forget a lot, because if I remember one thing, it leads me down a rabbit hole of other memories and some of them hurt more than the feeling of calloused fingers digging into your throat.
Have you met Bun?
He is my friend. We go everywhere together. He listens to me sing, he knows how to paint, and he likes to play hide and seek. He is really good at hide and seek, he can find anyone, even if they aren’t playing. He can move too! But that’s only when you don’t look at him. He doesn’t like to be watched; it makes him self-conscious.
My mama made him for me when I was just a tot. She said she used a rabbits hide and sinews to sew him together and stuffed him with the softest feathers from a goose. I like to think that the rabbit’s spirit is still in there, being my friend.
Luci is sitting on the main deck, enjoying the cooler weather in the morning. She appears to holding colorful blocks with letters and numbers on them. She runs her fingers over the numbers and letters, trying to figure out what they are. Bun sits beside her, just mist clinging to it.
Orion approaches Luci. A large, bronze robot. Powered by steam and covered in masses of armor, gears, and pipes. All that is visible from his mask is two blue glowing eyes from the depths of a deep darkness under his visor.
Luci 'looks' up, sensing the noises of someone approaching. She smiles kindly and waves "Hello!"
The Knight waves in response, then realized she wouldn’t be able to see him. He blows some steam and makes a metallic groaning noise.
She beams as she 'sees' the noise. "How are you?
If Luci knows braille, he scratches a note into the table that reads: Happy. You?
She runs her hands over the words and nods "I am! I'm glad your happy."
He adds another note. “Name?”
She runs her hands over it again and chuckles "My name is Lucibelle! A pleasure to meet you!"
He pounds his throat with his fist and manages to let out a scratchy word. “…Orion…”
"Like the constellation?" She asked, her tone getting a bit more excited.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He pauses as he finally notices her. "I didn't see you there. These are pickled meats and veggies. We need to pick up some fresh food soon. I just sent my anglers away, so I don't have a good stock of fish right now."
"Can I help at all?" She asked, standing on her tiptoes.
He thinks for a moment. "I'm not sure. Fishing requires sharp hooks, precision, and strong muscles. I would love to teach you, I really would, but the issue is you might get hurt."
"Please? I promise I can stay away from the sharp stuff!" She gives clasps her hands together.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Orion nods. She can hear the creaking of the gears in his neck. He continues scratching notes. “In a past life.”
"I bet the stars are beautiful. I heard of them." She says and beams "Are you like the stars?"
Orion shakes his head, writing. “Stars are bright. I am dark. Like the night around them.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
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*Don't let Auguste find out about the backstory. Or do, you are a Chaos Gremlin. Auguste gets a bit cranky when one of his own has been mistreated. It's one of the few things that can drive him to violence.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She runs her hands over the words and nods "I am! I'm glad your happy."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She walks over and runs her hands over the barrels. "What are these?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*MWHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He pauses as he finally notices her. "I didn't see you there. These are pickled meats and veggies. We need to pick up some fresh food soon. I just sent my anglers away, so I don't have a good stock of fish right now."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*He's not too intimidating on the Barnacle, but on the Gut he becomes nearly unstoppable. Imagine corridors writhing like snakes as your very heartbeat lures him to your location. Also, remember how Alastor has like a monster form? Auguste functions a bit similarly. This is his normal form.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He adds another note. “Name?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"Can I help at all?" She asked, standing on her tiptoes.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She runs her hands over it again and chuckles "My name is Lucibelle! A pleasure to meet you!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He pounds his throat with his fist and manages to let out a scratchy word. “…Orion…”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
He thinks for a moment. "I'm not sure. Fishing requires sharp hooks, precision, and strong muscles. I would love to teach you, I really would, but the issue is you might get hurt."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The oni is climbing through the rigging, being useful around the ship.
Xi is doing tħę řìțǔâł
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
"Like the constellation?" She asked, her tone getting a bit more excited.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Please? I promise I can stay away from the sharp stuff!" She gives clasps her hands together.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Luci 'watches' Xi, more like listening.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“I would tell you to avert your ears, but Nueve thinks you can handle it.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
Luci tilts her head "What's it for?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Quote chain cut*
Orion nods. She can hear the creaking of the gears in his neck. He continues scratching notes. “In a past life.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"I bet the stars are beautiful. I heard of them." She says and beams "Are you like the stars?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Orion shakes his head, writing. “Stars are bright. I am dark. Like the night around them.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES