“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.”
"I can't remember a thing, but it keeps reminding me that I am never ever enough for anything or anyone.."
*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.
Serveo seems to think. “Does he know we are having this conversation?”
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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.
Serveo crouches down. “Tell me what he has done.”
"He will know, I can't!" She hisses, her ears flattening against her skull.
Serveo seems to think. “Does he know we are having this conversation?”
“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.”
"I can't remember a thing, but it keeps reminding me that I am never ever enough for anything or anyone.."
With great force, Eito grabs him by the throat and stares coldly at him. “Listen. If it is a terrible thing for someone else to say those things to you, then it is worse for you to say it to yourself. If anyone said such cruel things about another, I would be forced to fight them. And that includes you about yourself.”
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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.
Serveo stands up. “Then I will be dealing with him.” He turns to walk, but the moment Eve blinks, he is gone. Left on the floor is a note.
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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.."
“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.”
"I can't remember a thing, but it keeps reminding me that I am never ever enough for anything or anyone.."
With great force, Eito grabs him by the throat and stares coldly at him. “Listen. If it is a terrible thing for someone else to say those things to you, then it is worse for you to say it to yourself. If anyone said such cruel things about another, I would be forced to fight them. And that includes you about yourself.”
He looks him dead in the eyes. "I must live so I may protect and serve Douxgras.. my life is his to control, not yours.."
“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.”
"I can't remember a thing, but it keeps reminding me that I am never ever enough for anything or anyone.."
With great force, Eito grabs him by the throat and stares coldly at him. “Listen. If it is a terrible thing for someone else to say those things to you, then it is worse for you to say it to yourself. If anyone said such cruel things about another, I would be forced to fight them. And that includes you about yourself.”
He looks him dead in the eyes. "I must live so I may protect and serve Douxgras.. my life is his to control, not yours.."
Eito does a kind of weird thing like a spot-dodge from Smash Bros and moves backwards away from him. “The chef.”
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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.
Serveo stands up. “Then I will be dealing with him.” He turns to walk, but the moment Eve blinks, he is gone. Left on the floor is a note.
"C r a p.." she holds her face in her hands "I'm gonna die.."
On inspection, the note says:
Dear Eve,
I’ve set up a private show for the Great Knights! Wouldn’t want them interrupting the main show now, would we? You’ll find they ain’t around to protect ya.
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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.
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.
Douxgras stands on a nearby fire escape, several pie boxes floating around him.
"Do.. you want help?" He asked, eyebrow raised.
"That would be nice, but not necessarily. It's getting close to a religious holiday for me, but I couldn't wait. Also, you looked a bit confused and lonely earlier."
“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.”
"I can't remember a thing, but it keeps reminding me that I am never ever enough for anything or anyone.."
With great force, Eito grabs him by the throat and stares coldly at him. “Listen. If it is a terrible thing for someone else to say those things to you, then it is worse for you to say it to yourself. If anyone said such cruel things about another, I would be forced to fight them. And that includes you about yourself.”
He looks him dead in the eyes. "I must live so I may protect and serve Douxgras.. my life is his to control, not yours.."
Eito does a kind of weird thing like a spot-dodge from Smash Bros and moves backwards away from him. “The chef.”
Kraus coughs, rubbing his throat as air returns to his lungs. "Yes.."
Serveo stands up. “Then I will be dealing with him.” He turns to walk, but the moment Eve blinks, he is gone. Left on the floor is a note.
"C r a p.." she holds her face in her hands "I'm gonna die.."
On inspection, the note says:
Dear Eve,
I’ve set up a private show for the Great Knights! Wouldn’t want them interrupting the main show now, would we? You’ll find they ain’t around to protect ya.
She internally curses and crumples the note and sets it on fire. She walks over to a small closet and pulls out her old acrobatic outfit.
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.
Douxgras stands on a nearby fire escape, several pie boxes floating around him.
"Do.. you want help?" He asked, eyebrow raised.
"That would be nice, but not necessarily. It's getting close to a religious holiday for me, but I couldn't wait. Also, you looked a bit confused and lonely earlier."
"Ah.. you noticed." He winces "Yes, well, getting dropped from a height and stripped of my powers I worked hard for does that to someone.. leaves em shell-shocked"
Suddenly, amidst the bustling of the town, Casey Santino-Marrow’s voice booms through the town.
“Attention Absit! We have done all our preparations! Marrow’s Magnificent Musical Circus is now accepting guests, with a maximum capacity of 200 folks! We have a private show set up for the Lords Skar and Serveo, they will not be joining us.”
Casey briefly appears next to Eve. “Busting out the old outfit? You’re up first. I’ll tell ya when we’re ready.”
He then reappears backstage in the circus and starts preparing for acts. People start to pile into the circus. There are many concession stands, selling cotton candy, popcorn, caramel apples, pretzels, and many more.
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.
Suddenly, amidst the bustling of the town, Casey Santino-Marrow’s voice booms through the town.
“Attention Absit! We have done all our preparations! Marrow’s Magnificent Musical Circus is now accepting guests, with a maximum capacity of 200 folks! We have a private show set up for the Lords Skar and Serveo, they will not be joining us.”
Caseh briefly appears next to Eve. “Busting out the old outfit? You’re up first. I’ll tell ya when we’re ready.”
He then reappears backstage in the circus and starts preparing for acts. People start to pile into the circus. There are many concession stands, selling cotton candy, popcorn, caramel apples, pretzels, and many more.
*i misread that as caseoh and now i’m dying* The shrine stands near the entrance, waiting for any to investigate it. Eito is attending it, though they seem agitated.
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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"I can't remember a thing, but it keeps reminding me that I am never ever enough for anything or anyone.."
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
"Do.. you want help?" He asked, eyebrow raised.
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
Serveo seems to think. “Does he know we are having this conversation?”
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
"Most likely.." she said, sighing.
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
With great force, Eito grabs him by the throat and stares coldly at him. “Listen. If it is a terrible thing for someone else to say those things to you, then it is worse for you to say it to yourself. If anyone said such cruel things about another, I would be forced to fight them. And that includes you about yourself.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Cut*
Serveo stands up. “Then I will be dealing with him.” He turns to walk, but the moment Eve blinks, he is gone. Left on the floor is a note.
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 looks him dead in the eyes. "I must live so I may protect and serve Douxgras.. my life is his to control, not yours.."
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
"C r a p.." she holds her face in her hands "I'm gonna die.." she picks up the note.
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 does a kind of weird thing like a spot-dodge from Smash Bros and moves backwards away from him. “The chef.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
On inspection, the note says:
Dear Eve,
I’ve set up a private show for the Great Knights! Wouldn’t want them interrupting the main show now, would we? You’ll find they ain’t around to protect ya.
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 would be nice, but not necessarily. It's getting close to a religious holiday for me, but I couldn't wait. Also, you looked a bit confused and lonely earlier."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Kraus coughs, rubbing his throat as air returns to his lungs. "Yes.."
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 find this disturbing. No one should let their life be utterly controlled by another. Their pursuits should be their own.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*._.*
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
She internally curses and crumples the note and sets it on fire. She walks over to a small closet and pulls out her old acrobatic outfit.
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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
"Ah.. you noticed." He winces "Yes, well, getting dropped from a height and stripped of my powers I worked hard for does that to someone.. leaves em shell-shocked"
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
"It's the only way I'll survive and live.."
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
Suddenly, amidst the bustling of the town, Casey Santino-Marrow’s voice booms through the town.
“Attention Absit! We have done all our preparations! Marrow’s Magnificent Musical Circus is now accepting guests, with a maximum capacity of 200 folks! We have a private show set up for the Lords Skar and Serveo, they will not be joining us.”
Casey briefly appears next to Eve. “Busting out the old outfit? You’re up first. I’ll tell ya when we’re ready.”
He then reappears backstage in the circus and starts preparing for acts. People start to pile into the circus. There are many concession stands, selling cotton candy, popcorn, caramel apples, pretzels, and many more.
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 is killing you then?”
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 misread that as caseoh and now i’m dying*
The shrine stands near the entrance, waiting for any to investigate it. Eito is attending it, though they seem agitated.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.