*the only time i’ve ever felt love was when i played tennis*
*L from death note? Is that you behind this screen? Because as a tennis lover myself I’m staying to feel like Kira.*
*but of course, he knew it would be like me to make a pun about the score of ‘love’ within the sport of tennis in relation to the emotion of love. so you’d create a fake account on a tabletop game website and build up a months-long association such that you could identify me by that one crucial mistake. i played right into your hands. however…*
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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.
*the only time i’ve ever felt love was when i played tennis*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*L from death note? Is that you behind this screen? Because as a tennis lover myself I’m staying to feel like Kira.*
*but of course, he knew it would be like me to make a pun about the score of ‘love’ within the sport of tennis in relation to the emotion of love. so you’d create a fake account on a tabletop game website and build up a months-long association such that you could identify me by that one crucial mistake. i played right into your hands. however…*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Paolo runs past, mumbling to himself angrily.
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 looks up at Paolo, opening his mouth to say something, but then pausing for a few seconds.
Seeming utterly self-absorbed at the moment, Paolo pays him no mind. Currently, his Stand is drawn in.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Arch?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*oops, missed this*
“…are you doing alright?”
He pauses, turning. “…yes. Who are you?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“August (forgot If i already gave him a last name). Who are you?”
“Paolo.” He turns to depart once more, a faint glow surrounding him.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Whats that whole… glowy thing?”
Paolo stops, stunned. “…what?”
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’re glowing.”
“So you can see them. You must have one too.” He groans. “What did I get myself into?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“What do ya mean, ‘what did I get myself into?” His magical book and goose quill starts recording the conversation.
“Are you an ally or an enemy? Are you working for the man with the comically large umbrella?”
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 haven’t seen anyone with a comically large umbrella… I don’t think?”
(might just be me forgetting some character’s description though)
*don lucci*
Insight check: 18
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.