Kraus is building a pen for the animals he herded back to the inn. He looks tired to say the least.
Eve is napping in her tattoo parlor, seeing as there are no customers at the moment.
Jack is walking around town, taking notes on every little thing he can find.
A customer enters Eve’s shop. The door wakes her up.
She blinks her eyes and stretches, yawning. "Hello, and welcome to my tattoo parlor.."
Nobody is there. Somebody taps her shoulder.
She bristles and turns around.
Casey Santino-Marrow is floating, upside down in front of her. “Heya, Eve.”
"Oh crap.." she quickly backs up "How did you find me.."
He grins and slowly turns right side up. “Just a coinkydink. But you know you ain’t supposed to leave the circus.”
"I had too.." she said, her voice shaky.
“And why’s that? Huh?” Casey’s grub is extremely unsettling.
"I saw what you were doing to them.." she flattened her ears against her skull.
“Oh, ya did? Did ya?” Casey narrows his eyes. “Don’t ya care about your dear old boss’s health?”
"No when your draining it from others." She narrows her eyes. The tattoos of vines on her arms sprout thorns.
Casey teleports behind her. Her door locks. “Don’t go talking about that in public, Eve, or I’d have to shut ya up.”
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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.
“Y’know, I had almost forgotten about ya. But now that we’re here, how bout ya come back and do your act?”
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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.
Kraus is building a pen for the animals he herded back to the inn. He looks tired to say the least.
Eve is napping in her tattoo parlor, seeing as there are no customers at the moment.
Jack is walking around town, taking notes on every little thing he can find.
Eito, clasping a small vial of faintly-glowing ink, enters the establishment. *what does eve look like?*
*5'7 Tabaxi, Sphinx Cat Lineage. She wears a sleeveless black hoodie, a white crop top, and black baggy cargo joggers. Her skin is a canvas of tattoos resembling flowers and vines.*
She looks up, blinking the sleep from her eyes. She yawns "Hello, and welcome to the tattoo parlor.."
“The exterior is a test. An obstacle to overcome. And a tool to be used to reach the truth. I come seeking a refinement of my exterior with words I know well. This will be necessary.” They set the vial on the counter.
She grins, her eyes glinting. "A fine pigment, where did you get it?" She asked, chuckling.
“I… don’t, recall…” Eito’s eyes narrow, as if something is just out of their mind’s reach. “…but I know it is sacred. What is written may well be remembered. It is suffused with emanations of light.”
"Hm.. what are you looking for exactly?" She asked.
Eito deposits a drawing of a strange symbol, elegantly drawn. “It has a power of its own, as all words do.”
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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.
Kraus is building a pen for the animals he herded back to the inn. He looks tired to say the least.
Eve is napping in her tattoo parlor, seeing as there are no customers at the moment.
Jack is walking around town, taking notes on every little thing he can find.
Eito, clasping a small vial of faintly-glowing ink, enters the establishment. *what does eve look like?*
*5'7 Tabaxi, Sphinx Cat Lineage. She wears a sleeveless black hoodie, a white crop top, and black baggy cargo joggers. Her skin is a canvas of tattoos resembling flowers and vines.*
She looks up, blinking the sleep from her eyes. She yawns "Hello, and welcome to the tattoo parlor.."
“The exterior is a test. An obstacle to overcome. And a tool to be used to reach the truth. I come seeking a refinement of my exterior with words I know well. This will be necessary.” They set the vial on the counter.
She grins, her eyes glinting. "A fine pigment, where did you get it?" She asked, chuckling.
“I… don’t, recall…” Eito’s eyes narrow, as if something is just out of their mind’s reach. “…but I know it is sacred. What is written may well be remembered. It is suffused with emanations of light.”
"Hm.. what are you looking for exactly?" She asked.
Eito deposits a drawing of a strange symbol, elegantly drawn. “It has a power of its own, as all words do.”
"Hm.." she traces it out on a stencil paper, her ears flattening against his skull in focus.
Eito waits patiently. “I apologize for the current state of my skin.” They say, gesturing to the patches of light. “Circumstances… have made things difficult as of late. In the inscription, it would be safest to avoid hitting the holes.”
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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.
“Y’know, I had almost forgotten about ya. But now that we’re here, how bout ya come back and do your act?”
"If I say no?" She asked, raising a brow.
“If ya say no I would kill ya. You seem too much. Nobody in my circus leaves. Especially you.”
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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.
Eito waits patiently. “I apologize for the current state of my skin.” They say, gesturing to the patches of light. “Circumstances… have made things difficult as of late. In the inscription, it would be safest to avoid hitting the holes.”
"No no, I love a good challenge." She chuckles "It's a little much but I think if you give me enough time, I can get it."
Eito waits patiently. “I apologize for the current state of my skin.” They say, gesturing to the patches of light. “Circumstances… have made things difficult as of late. In the inscription, it would be safest to avoid hitting the holes.”
"No no, I love a good challenge." She chuckles "It's a little much but I think if you give me enough time, I can get it."
“I apologize for inconveniencing you. In the inverse consideration, if the glyph is functional I may regain some of myself.”
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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.
Eito waits patiently. “I apologize for the current state of my skin.” They say, gesturing to the patches of light. “Circumstances… have made things difficult as of late. In the inscription, it would be safest to avoid hitting the holes.”
"No no, I love a good challenge." She chuckles "It's a little much but I think if you give me enough time, I can get it."
“I apologize for inconveniencing you. In the inverse consideration, if the glyph is functional I may regain some of myself.”
"I'll try my best." She grins, pulling out her pen and filling it with the pigment.
Douxgras is now baking pies. Pecan, apple, peach, water, blueberry, lime, vanilla, and so on. Most of them are flavors not even the Saviour has likely tried.
Eito waits patiently. “I apologize for the current state of my skin.” They say, gesturing to the patches of light. “Circumstances… have made things difficult as of late. In the inscription, it would be safest to avoid hitting the holes.”
"No no, I love a good challenge." She chuckles "It's a little much but I think if you give me enough time, I can get it."
“I apologize for inconveniencing you. In the inverse consideration, if the glyph is functional I may regain some of myself.”
"I'll try my best." She grins, pulling out her pen and filling it with the pigment.
“You are kind. Exhibiting the fifth Essence. What is the material cost?”
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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.
Douxgras is now baking pies. Pecan, apple, peach, water, blueberry, lime, vanilla, and so on. Most of them are flavors not even the Saviour has likely tried.
Kraus is outside in the forest. He is taking out unneeded emotions, such as anger and violence, on a tree. His eyes are dark and an angry red color. He smashes his forehead against the wood, leaving a sizable dent.
Jack is sitting outside, sketching out a picture of the city. He still appears a little shook about appearing here suddenly but is calming down a bit.
Eve is creating new tattoos, sketching them out on stencil paper.
“Y’know, I had almost forgotten about ya. But now that we’re here, how bout ya come back and do your act?”
"If I say no?" She asked, raising a brow.
“If ya say no I would kill ya. You seen too much. Nobody in my circus leaves. Especially you.”
She bristles again and sighs "Fine.." she hisses, her tail flicking back and forth in fear and agitation.
“Great. I’ll see ya in the crew in an hour.”
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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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"No when your draining it from others." She narrows her eyes. The tattoos of vines on her arms sprout thorns.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Casey teleports behind her. Her door locks. “Don’t go talking about that in public, Eve, or I’d have to shut ya up.”
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
She bitterly stares at him, her tail flicking. She knows better than to fight him, heck he could tear her into bits.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*y'all please cut that quote chain*
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
“Y’know, I had almost forgotten about ya. But now that we’re here, how bout ya come back and do your act?”
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
"If I say no?" She asked, raising a brow.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*I hate the lawn I hate the lawn I hate the lawn I hate the lawn I hate the lawn I hate the lawn*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Eito deposits a drawing of a strange symbol, elegantly drawn. “It has a power of its own, as all words do.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*B u r n t h E l a w n*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Hm.." she traces it out on a stencil paper, her ears flattening against his skull in focus.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Eito waits patiently. “I apologize for the current state of my skin.” They say, gesturing to the patches of light. “Circumstances… have made things difficult as of late. In the inscription, it would be safest to avoid hitting the holes.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“If ya say no I would kill ya. You seem too much. Nobody in my circus leaves. Especially you.”
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 no, I love a good challenge." She chuckles "It's a little much but I think if you give me enough time, I can get it."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She bristles again and sighs "Fine.." she hisses, her tail flicking back and forth in fear and agitation.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“I apologize for inconveniencing you. In the inverse consideration, if the glyph is functional I may regain some of myself.”
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'll try my best." She grins, pulling out her pen and filling it with the pigment.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Douxgras is now baking pies. Pecan, apple, peach, water, blueberry, lime, vanilla, and so on. Most of them are flavors not even the Saviour has likely tried.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“You are kind. Exhibiting the fifth Essence. What is the material cost?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Kraus is outside in the forest. He is taking out unneeded emotions, such as anger and violence, on a tree. His eyes are dark and an angry red color. He smashes his forehead against the wood, leaving a sizable dent.
Jack is sitting outside, sketching out a picture of the city. He still appears a little shook about appearing here suddenly but is calming down a bit.
Eve is creating new tattoos, sketching them out on stencil paper.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“Great. I’ll see ya in the crew in 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