So Tristan can access the memories of inanimate objects. Assuming the paint is non-anomalous, he can tell if this is true or not.
“That’s not how that works.”
*Thats cool, cause Finn turns into inanimate objects when he sneezes*
”…Fine. It’s good, though.”
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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.
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.
So Tristan can access the memories of inanimate objects. Assuming the paint is non-anomalous, he can tell if this is true or not.
“That’s not how that works.”
*Thats cool, cause Finn turns into inanimate objects when he sneezes*
”…Fine. It’s good, though.”
*that’ll be useful during cold and flu season*
”Well… yes. Yes it is. You’re really talented.”
“That’s what I thought.” Finn starts to sniffle. “Tell me what your power is.”
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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.
So Tristan can access the memories of inanimate objects. Assuming the paint is non-anomalous, he can tell if this is true or not.
“That’s not how that works.”
*Thats cool, cause Finn turns into inanimate objects when he sneezes*
”…Fine. It’s good, though.”
*that’ll be useful during cold and flu season*
”Well… yes. Yes it is. You’re really talented.”
“That’s what I thought.” Finn starts to sniffle. “Tell me what your power is.”
“I keep secrets. Secrets from everything. And I only let them out when I need to.”
“I’m gonna forget anyway. Fifteen year olds are forgetful, and I’m the most.”
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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.
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.
So Tristan can access the memories of inanimate objects. Assuming the paint is non-anomalous, he can tell if this is true or not.
“That’s not how that works.”
*Thats cool, cause Finn turns into inanimate objects when he sneezes*
”…Fine. It’s good, though.”
*that’ll be useful during cold and flu season*
”Well… yes. Yes it is. You’re really talented.”
“That’s what I thought.” Finn starts to sniffle. “Tell me what your power is.”
“I keep secrets. Secrets from everything. And I only let them out when I need to.”
“I’m gonna forget anyway. Fifteen year olds are forgetful, and I’m the most.”
“No, I mean that’s my power. We leave traces of ourselves in everything, and I can read the secrets that people leave behind. For instance, I can read this paint to determine something about you.”
*random fact about finn*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
So Tristan can access the memories of inanimate objects. Assuming the paint is non-anomalous, he can tell if this is true or not.
“That’s not how that works.”
*Thats cool, cause Finn turns into inanimate objects when he sneezes*
”…Fine. It’s good, though.”
*that’ll be useful during cold and flu season*
”Well… yes. Yes it is. You’re really talented.”
“That’s what I thought.” Finn starts to sniffle. “Tell me what your power is.”
“I keep secrets. Secrets from everything. And I only let them out when I need to.”
“I’m gonna forget anyway. Fifteen year olds are forgetful, and I’m the most.”
“No, I mean that’s my power. We leave traces of ourselves in everything, and I can read the secrets that people leave behind. For instance, I can read this paint to determine something about you.”
*random fact about finn*
*He’s dyslexic*
”Oh, cool. I turn into things when I sneeze.”
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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.
So Tristan can access the memories of inanimate objects. Assuming the paint is non-anomalous, he can tell if this is true or not.
“That’s not how that works.”
*Thats cool, cause Finn turns into inanimate objects when he sneezes*
”…Fine. It’s good, though.”
*that’ll be useful during cold and flu season*
”Well… yes. Yes it is. You’re really talented.”
“That’s what I thought.” Finn starts to sniffle. “Tell me what your power is.”
“I keep secrets. Secrets from everything. And I only let them out when I need to.”
“I’m gonna forget anyway. Fifteen year olds are forgetful, and I’m the most.”
“No, I mean that’s my power. We leave traces of ourselves in everything, and I can read the secrets that people leave behind. For instance, I can read this paint to determine something about you.”
*random fact about finn*
*He’s dyslexic*
”Oh, cool. I turn into things when I sneeze.”
“What kinds of things?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
So Tristan can access the memories of inanimate objects. Assuming the paint is non-anomalous, he can tell if this is true or not.
“That’s not how that works.”
*Thats cool, cause Finn turns into inanimate objects when he sneezes*
”…Fine. It’s good, though.”
*that’ll be useful during cold and flu season*
”Well… yes. Yes it is. You’re really talented.”
“That’s what I thought.” Finn starts to sniffle. “Tell me what your power is.”
“I keep secrets. Secrets from everything. And I only let them out when I need to.”
“I’m gonna forget anyway. Fifteen year olds are forgetful, and I’m the most.”
“No, I mean that’s my power. We leave traces of ourselves in everything, and I can read the secrets that people leave behind. For instance, I can read this paint to determine something about you.”
*random fact about finn*
*He’s dyslexic*
”Oh, cool. I turn into things when I sneeze.”
“What kinds of things?”
“Literally any inanimate object, except nothing bigger than me or that weighs more than me.”
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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.
A man in a pink suit and tophat is stealing soda from the soda machines. I say stealing because he's taking far more than any known creature could drink without dying. His face is as white as his long, fluffy hair, and he looks young, around 20 years of age. He's got multiple large bottles, the type you would normally have bleach or detergent in, sitting on the ground beside him filled with some sort of dark, viscous liquid. They have the labels scraped off and replaced with homemade tape labels reading things like "Cacaorificus Cola" and "Perzazzlified Plum."
His expression is blank as he empties the machines.
A man in a pink suit and tophat is stealing soda from the soda machines. I say stealing because he's taking far more than any known creature could drink without dying. His face is as white as his long, fluffy hair, and he looks young, around 20 years of age. He's got multiple large bottles, the type you would normally have bleach or detergent in, sitting on the ground beside him filled with some sort of dark, viscous liquid. They have the labels scraped off and replaced with homemade tape labels reading things like "Cacaorificus Cola" and "Perzazzlified Plum."
His expression is blank as he empties the machines.
arthur still on the floor sees this "stop stealing soda you weird looking freak."
Cody’s just tried out his skating rink. He went far too fast towards the end and flew off the edge. Now he’s laying on the ground, bruised and with probably a few broken ribs.
*guh I’m bored*
*This character was inspired by that one vr painting thing where you could draw in 3D space*
Leo looks over at the rink, only slightly surprised to see a kid laying on the ground motionless. He slowly steps into the ice and feels his body start to slide. Grinning, Leo sticks out his finger and it begins glowing, creating a line of light as he moves.
Cody continues to lie on the ground, groaning. “I hope I die soon…”
Leo glances back at Cody before sliding over to the edge of the rink, his finger leaving a trail of orange light.
"...you good?"
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
A man in a pink suit and tophat is stealing soda from the soda machines. I say stealing because he's taking far more than any known creature could drink without dying. His face is as white as his long, fluffy hair, and he looks young, around 20 years of age. He's got multiple large bottles, the type you would normally have bleach or detergent in, sitting on the ground beside him filled with some sort of dark, viscous liquid. They have the labels scraped off and replaced with homemade tape labels reading things like "Cacaorificus Cola" and "Perzazzlified Plum."
His expression is blank as he empties the machines.
arthur still on the floor sees this "stop stealing soda you weird looking freak."
The man smiles but says nothing. Eventually, all that comes out of the machines is carbonated water. He opens up the counter beneath the soda fountain and begins installing his bottles where he had removed the previous boxes of soda syrup. He then begins replacing the labels on the machine with his own homemade ones.
A man in a pink suit and tophat is stealing soda from the soda machines. I say stealing because he's taking far more than any known creature could drink without dying. His face is as white as his long, fluffy hair, and he looks young, around 20 years of age. He's got multiple large bottles, the type you would normally have bleach or detergent in, sitting on the ground beside him filled with some sort of dark, viscous liquid. They have the labels scraped off and replaced with homemade tape labels reading things like "Cacaorificus Cola" and "Perzazzlified Plum."
His expression is blank as he empties the machines.
arthur still on the floor sees this "stop stealing soda you weird looking freak."
The man smiles but says nothing. Eventually, all that comes out of the machines is carbonated water. He opens up the counter beneath the soda fountain and begins installing his bottles where he had removed the previous boxes of soda syrup. He then begins replacing the labels on the machine with his own homemade ones.
arthur still on the floor sees this "stop stealing soda you weird looking freak."
The man smiles but says nothing. Eventually, all that comes out of the machines is carbonated water. He opens up the counter beneath the soda fountain and begins installing his bottles where he had removed the previous boxes of soda syrup. He then begins replacing the labels on the machine with his own homemade ones.
“Stop it weirdo.”
The man starts humming as he works. He starts adjusting the mix proportions for the machine as he tests the drinks over and over again.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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So Tristan can access the memories of inanimate objects. Assuming the paint is non-anomalous, he can tell if this is true or not.
“That’s not how that works.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Thats cool, cause Finn turns into inanimate objects when he sneezes*
”…Fine. It’s good, though.”
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
"hey Cody! Wanna join in?"
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
“Yeah, totally.” He sets up his guitar and amp.
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
*that’ll be useful during cold and flu season*
”Well… yes. Yes it is. You’re really talented.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“That’s what I thought.” Finn starts to sniffle. “Tell me what your power is.”
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 keep secrets. Secrets from everything. And I only let them out when I need to.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“I’m gonna forget anyway. Fifteen year olds are forgetful, and I’m the most.”
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
*gtg*
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
*me too in a few minutes. For like an hour*
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
“No, I mean that’s my power. We leave traces of ourselves in everything, and I can read the secrets that people leave behind. For instance, I can read this paint to determine something about you.”
*random fact about finn*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*He’s dyslexic*
”Oh, cool. I turn into things when I sneeze.”
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
“What kinds of things?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Literally any inanimate object, except nothing bigger than me or that weighs more than me.”
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
A man in a pink suit and tophat is stealing soda from the soda machines. I say stealing because he's taking far more than any known creature could drink without dying. His face is as white as his long, fluffy hair, and he looks young, around 20 years of age. He's got multiple large bottles, the type you would normally have bleach or detergent in, sitting on the ground beside him filled with some sort of dark, viscous liquid. They have the labels scraped off and replaced with homemade tape labels reading things like "Cacaorificus Cola" and "Perzazzlified Plum."
His expression is blank as he empties the machines.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
arthur still on the floor sees this "stop stealing soda you weird looking freak."
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
Leo glances back at Cody before sliding over to the edge of the rink, his finger leaving a trail of orange light.
"...you good?"
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
The man smiles but says nothing. Eventually, all that comes out of the machines is carbonated water. He opens up the counter beneath the soda fountain and begins installing his bottles where he had removed the previous boxes of soda syrup. He then begins replacing the labels on the machine with his own homemade ones.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Stop it weirdo.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
The man starts humming as he works. He starts adjusting the mix proportions for the machine as he tests the drinks over and over again.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels