*I just want to RP to ignore this feeling for right now.*
Eve is sitting at her desk inside of the tattoo parlor. She looks sad, fearful, and downright unhappy. The tattoo on her shoulder is brightly to the point she has wrapped in bandages to ignore it.
Kraus is lying in the grass, in the forest. Tears prick at the corners of his eyes quietly as he stares at the sky. His fists are stained with blood, his knuckles split.
Jack is sitting in the roof of the tallest building, drawing pictures of the city.
Eito is somehow there. “Your wounds are the result of a lonely pain, forcing its way out of you. They require healing.”
"I'm okay.." he says and closes his eyes.
“A lie told to soothe is a lie all the same, and will always harm. A lie to hide can be invaluable, but it is usually only able to separate.” Eito casts cure wounds in a 4th level spell slot, healing 25 hit points of damage.
He hissed and pulls away "Please.. scars help me think. Pain helps me remember." He says, his voice strained.
“Then I will not interfere. But why do you wound yourself? What pushes your pain from your mind to your hands?”
"The pain of thinking and feeling and remembering.." he said quietly.
“That pain is a ripple, as most pain is. It alters everything around you, but subsides in the end, and leaves only reflection and calm.”
"Mn.." he sighs and looks at his gloves which are stained with blood. "It helps me forget.."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*You could say the circus owner has a Grimm feeling about him.*
*Cough cough. Why would you say that?? I would never base an encounter off of something. Especially not something from ahem Hollow Knight.*
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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.
*I just want to RP to ignore this feeling for right now.*
Eve is sitting at her desk inside of the tattoo parlor. She looks sad, fearful, and downright unhappy. The tattoo on her shoulder is brightly to the point she has wrapped in bandages to ignore it.
Kraus is lying in the grass, in the forest. Tears prick at the corners of his eyes quietly as he stares at the sky. His fists are stained with blood, his knuckles split.
Jack is sitting in the roof of the tallest building, drawing pictures of the city.
Eito is somehow there. “Your wounds are the result of a lonely pain, forcing its way out of you. They require healing.”
"I'm okay.." he says and closes his eyes.
“A lie told to soothe is a lie all the same, and will always harm. A lie to hide can be invaluable, but it is usually only able to separate.” Eito casts cure wounds in a 4th level spell slot, healing 25 hit points of damage.
He hissed and pulls away "Please.. scars help me think. Pain helps me remember." He says, his voice strained.
“Then I will not interfere. But why do you wound yourself? What pushes your pain from your mind to your hands?”
"The pain of thinking and feeling and remembering.." he said quietly.
“That pain is a ripple, as most pain is. It alters everything around you, but subsides in the end, and leaves only reflection and calm.”
"Mn.." he sighs and looks at his gloves which are stained with blood. "It helps me forget.."
“Why do you want to forget? It will not make you stronger or better in the end. Only more scared of when you have to confront it.”
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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.
*I just want to RP to ignore this feeling for right now.*
Eve is sitting at her desk inside of the tattoo parlor. She looks sad, fearful, and downright unhappy. The tattoo on her shoulder is brightly to the point she has wrapped in bandages to ignore it.
Kraus is lying in the grass, in the forest. Tears prick at the corners of his eyes quietly as he stares at the sky. His fists are stained with blood, his knuckles split.
Jack is sitting in the roof of the tallest building, drawing pictures of the city.
Serveo stands outside of the parlor. “Eve, what is troubling you?”
She sarcastically waves her hands "The circus is in town!"
“Yes, I was delighted to hear it. However, the owner gives me a bad feeling.”
"Good, you should investigate.." she grumbles.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*I just want to RP to ignore this feeling for right now.*
Eve is sitting at her desk inside of the tattoo parlor. She looks sad, fearful, and downright unhappy. The tattoo on her shoulder is brightly to the point she has wrapped in bandages to ignore it.
Kraus is lying in the grass, in the forest. Tears prick at the corners of his eyes quietly as he stares at the sky. His fists are stained with blood, his knuckles split.
Jack is sitting in the roof of the tallest building, drawing pictures of the city.
Eito is somehow there. “Your wounds are the result of a lonely pain, forcing its way out of you. They require healing.”
"I'm okay.." he says and closes his eyes.
“A lie told to soothe is a lie all the same, and will always harm. A lie to hide can be invaluable, but it is usually only able to separate.” Eito casts cure wounds in a 4th level spell slot, healing 25 hit points of damage.
He hissed and pulls away "Please.. scars help me think. Pain helps me remember." He says, his voice strained.
“Then I will not interfere. But why do you wound yourself? What pushes your pain from your mind to your hands?”
"The pain of thinking and feeling and remembering.." he said quietly.
“That pain is a ripple, as most pain is. It alters everything around you, but subsides in the end, and leaves only reflection and calm.”
"Mn.." he sighs and looks at his gloves which are stained with blood. "It helps me forget.."
“Why do you want to forget? It will not make you stronger or better in the end. Only more scared of when you have to confront it.”
"I don't like feeling though..."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*I just want to RP to ignore this feeling for right now.*
Eve is sitting at her desk inside of the tattoo parlor. She looks sad, fearful, and downright unhappy. The tattoo on her shoulder is brightly to the point she has wrapped in bandages to ignore it.
Kraus is lying in the grass, in the forest. Tears prick at the corners of his eyes quietly as he stares at the sky. His fists are stained with blood, his knuckles split.
Jack is sitting in the roof of the tallest building, drawing pictures of the city.
Serveo stands outside of the parlor. “Eve, what is troubling you?”
She sarcastically waves her hands "The circus is in town!"
“Yes, I was delighted to hear it. However, the owner gives me a bad feeling.”
"Good, you should investigate.." she grumbles.
Serveo narrows his eyes. “There is something you know. You can tell 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.
*I just want to RP to ignore this feeling for right now.*
Eve is sitting at her desk inside of the tattoo parlor. She looks sad, fearful, and downright unhappy. The tattoo on her shoulder is brightly to the point she has wrapped in bandages to ignore it.
Kraus is lying in the grass, in the forest. Tears prick at the corners of his eyes quietly as he stares at the sky. His fists are stained with blood, his knuckles split.
Jack is sitting in the roof of the tallest building, drawing pictures of the city.
A cherry pie shakily levitates up and sits down beside him.
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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.
*I just want to RP to ignore this feeling for right now.*
Eve is sitting at her desk inside of the tattoo parlor. She looks sad, fearful, and downright unhappy. The tattoo on her shoulder is brightly to the point she has wrapped in bandages to ignore it.
Kraus is lying in the grass, in the forest. Tears prick at the corners of his eyes quietly as he stares at the sky. His fists are stained with blood, his knuckles split.
Jack is sitting in the roof of the tallest building, drawing pictures of the city.
Serveo stands outside of the parlor. “Eve, what is troubling you?”
She sarcastically waves her hands "The circus is in town!"
“Yes, I was delighted to hear it. However, the owner gives me a bad feeling.”
"Good, you should investigate.." she grumbles.
Serveo narrows his eyes. “There is something you know. You can tell me.”
"The thing is I can't. He has ownership over me and I will die if I try.."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*I just want to RP to ignore this feeling for right now.*
Eve is sitting at her desk inside of the tattoo parlor. She looks sad, fearful, and downright unhappy. The tattoo on her shoulder is brightly to the point she has wrapped in bandages to ignore it.
Kraus is lying in the grass, in the forest. Tears prick at the corners of his eyes quietly as he stares at the sky. His fists are stained with blood, his knuckles split.
Jack is sitting in the roof of the tallest building, drawing pictures of the city.
Serveo stands outside of the parlor. “Eve, what is troubling you?”
She sarcastically waves her hands "The circus is in town!"
“Yes, I was delighted to hear it. However, the owner gives me a bad feeling.”
"Good, you should investigate.." she grumbles.
Serveo narrows his eyes. “There is something you know. You can tell me.”
"The thing is I can't. He has ownership over me and I will die if I try.."
“No lady shall die in my presence. If he tries to hurt you, I will be here to hurt him.”
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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.
*I just want to RP to ignore this feeling for right now.*
Eve is sitting at her desk inside of the tattoo parlor. She looks sad, fearful, and downright unhappy. The tattoo on her shoulder is brightly to the point she has wrapped in bandages to ignore it.
Kraus is lying in the grass, in the forest. Tears prick at the corners of his eyes quietly as he stares at the sky. His fists are stained with blood, his knuckles split.
Jack is sitting in the roof of the tallest building, drawing pictures of the city.
A cherry pie shakily levitates up and sits down beside him.
Jack looks over at it, tilting his head. He looks around, trying to figure out where it came from.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“Why do you want to forget? It will not make you stronger or better in the end. Only more scared of when you have to confront it.”
"I don't like feeling though..."
“Would we have heroes if they had not struggled? You are not supposed to enjoy it. The pain strengthens you if you can deal with it properly. But in the opposite consideration, sometimes suffering is so great that it cannot be overcome.”
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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.
*You could say the circus owner has a Grimm feeling about him.*
*Cough cough. Why would you say that?? I would never base an encounter off of something. Especially not something from ahem Hollow Knight.*
*I just saying if he has fire or dream based abilities I might raise an eyebrow.*
*No I only took inspiration from the red theme and the traveling circus idea*
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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.
*I just want to RP to ignore this feeling for right now.*
Eve is sitting at her desk inside of the tattoo parlor. She looks sad, fearful, and downright unhappy. The tattoo on her shoulder is brightly to the point she has wrapped in bandages to ignore it.
Kraus is lying in the grass, in the forest. Tears prick at the corners of his eyes quietly as he stares at the sky. His fists are stained with blood, his knuckles split.
Jack is sitting in the roof of the tallest building, drawing pictures of the city.
Serveo stands outside of the parlor. “Eve, what is troubling you?”
She sarcastically waves her hands "The circus is in town!"
“Yes, I was delighted to hear it. However, the owner gives me a bad feeling.”
"Good, you should investigate.." she grumbles.
Serveo narrows his eyes. “There is something you know. You can tell me.”
"The thing is I can't. He has ownership over me and I will die if I try.."
“No lady shall die in my presence. If he tries to hurt you, I will be here to hurt him.”
She raises a brow "No one will be.." she said.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*I just want to RP to ignore this feeling for right now.*
Eve is sitting at her desk inside of the tattoo parlor. She looks sad, fearful, and downright unhappy. The tattoo on her shoulder is brightly to the point she has wrapped in bandages to ignore it.
Kraus is lying in the grass, in the forest. Tears prick at the corners of his eyes quietly as he stares at the sky. His fists are stained with blood, his knuckles split.
Jack is sitting in the roof of the tallest building, drawing pictures of the city.
Serveo stands outside of the parlor. “Eve, what is troubling you?”
She sarcastically waves her hands "The circus is in town!"
“Yes, I was delighted to hear it. However, the owner gives me a bad feeling.”
"Good, you should investigate.." she grumbles.
Serveo narrows his eyes. “There is something you know. You can tell me.”
"The thing is I can't. He has ownership over me and I will die if I try.."
“No lady shall die in my presence. If he tries to hurt you, I will be here to hurt him.”
She raises a brow "No one will be.." she said.
Serveo crouches down. “Tell me what he has done.”
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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.
“Why do you want to forget? It will not make you stronger or better in the end. Only more scared of when you have to confront it.”
"I don't like feeling though..."
“Would we have heroes if they had not struggled? You are not supposed to enjoy it. The pain strengthens you if you can deal with it properly. But in the opposite consideration, sometimes suffering is so great that it cannot be overcome.”
He rolls his eyes "Hm. You seem to have a lot a knowledge on it.."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*I just want to RP to ignore this feeling for right now.*
Eve is sitting at her desk inside of the tattoo parlor. She looks sad, fearful, and downright unhappy. The tattoo on her shoulder is brightly to the point she has wrapped in bandages to ignore it.
Kraus is lying in the grass, in the forest. Tears prick at the corners of his eyes quietly as he stares at the sky. His fists are stained with blood, his knuckles split.
Jack is sitting in the roof of the tallest building, drawing pictures of the city.
Serveo stands outside of the parlor. “Eve, what is troubling you?”
She sarcastically waves her hands "The circus is in town!"
“Yes, I was delighted to hear it. However, the owner gives me a bad feeling.”
"Good, you should investigate.." she grumbles.
Serveo narrows his eyes. “There is something you know. You can tell me.”
"The thing is I can't. He has ownership over me and I will die if I try.."
“No lady shall die in my presence. If he tries to hurt you, I will be here to hurt him.”
She raises a brow "No one will be.." she said.
Serveo crouches down. “Tell me what he has done.”
"He will know, I can't!" She hisses, her ears flattening against her skull.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“Why do you want to forget? It will not make you stronger or better in the end. Only more scared of when you have to confront it.”
"I don't like feeling though..."
“Would we have heroes if they had not struggled? You are not supposed to enjoy it. The pain strengthens you if you can deal with it properly. But in the opposite consideration, sometimes suffering is so great that it cannot be overcome.”
He rolls his eyes "Hm. You seem to have a lot a knowledge on it.."
“The memories were… taken, but the assimilated knowledge remains. I have suffered in the year since I was cast out. HnnNNn, there is little I can recall of these things. That doesn’t mean I don’t still have the lessons I learned from my pain, though.”
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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.
*You could say the circus owner has a Grimm feeling about him.*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"Mn.." he sighs and looks at his gloves which are stained with blood. "It helps me forget.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Cough cough. Why would you say that?? I would never base an encounter off of something. Especially not something from ahem Hollow Knight.*
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
“Why do you want to forget? It will not make you stronger or better in the end. Only more scared of when you have to confront it.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Good, you should investigate.." she grumbles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I don't like feeling though..."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Serveo narrows his eyes. “There is something you know. You can tell 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 cherry pie shakily levitates up and sits down beside him.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"The thing is I can't. He has ownership over me and I will die if I try.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I just saying if he has fire or dream based abilities I might raise an eyebrow.*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“No lady shall die in my presence. If he tries to hurt you, I will be here to hurt him.”
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
Jack looks over at it, tilting his head. He looks around, trying to figure out where it came from.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Would we have heroes if they had not struggled? You are not supposed to enjoy it. The pain strengthens you if you can deal with it properly. But in the opposite consideration, sometimes suffering is so great that it cannot be overcome.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*No I only took inspiration from the red theme and the traveling circus idea*
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 raises a brow "No one will be.." she said.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Serveo crouches down. “Tell me what he has done.”
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 rolls his eyes "Hm. You seem to have a lot a knowledge on it.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"He will know, I can't!" She hisses, her ears flattening against her skull.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“The memories were… taken, but the assimilated knowledge remains. I have suffered in the year since I was cast out. HnnNNn, there is little I can recall of these things. That doesn’t mean I don’t still have the lessons I learned from my pain, though.”
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 stands on a nearby fire escape, several pie boxes floating around him.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.