A guy with a red backpack stumbles into the lobby. He wears a yellow jacket, blue jeans, red sneakers, and has brown hair. His eyes are blue.
”Where am I?”
*Sorry, am I getting into the rp too early?*
*no, 's probably fine. Will be easier the more people join though... I think.*
A guy in a suit and tie, wearing a rusted gas mask with M.E.G embossed across it is taking notes nearby. He looks up.
"Whatever you do next, don't panic. This is a dimension out of the reaches of known reality known as the Backrooms. I'm here to help new wanderers like you."
“The Backrooms? They exist?”
He nods. "Unfortunately. Okay...." he scans his clipboard. "What time was it the last you remember? And what has clipped with you? What year was it in the Frontrooms?"
“2024. Uh…. I dont know.”
"Have anything usefull in that backpack?"
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
*Liminal* a young man carrying a duffel bag and wearing a red windbreaker and gray sweatpants he looks confused “Where am I?”
The M.E.G agent turns to him and repeats the exact same thing he said to Bananer's Wanderer
“The backrooms? The frontrooms? What the hell are you talking about?”
"Sir, calm down please. It is imperative, above all else, that you keep your sanity in check."
“Mate. Answer my bloody questions. Where. Am. I.”
"A dimension outside of known reality," he says slowly. "Another plane of existence. Honestly, there's a lot even we don't know. Somehow you've managed to fall out of the reality, which we call the Frontrooms here."
*Liminal* a young man carrying a duffel bag and wearing a red windbreaker and gray sweatpants he looks confused “Where am I?”
The M.E.G agent turns to him and repeats the exact same thing he said to Bananer's Wanderer
“The backrooms? The frontrooms? What the hell are you talking about?”
"Sir, calm down please. It is imperative, above all else, that you keep your sanity in check."
“Mate. Answer my bloody questions. Where. Am. I.”
"A dimension outside of known reality," he says slowly. "Another plane of existence. Honestly, there's a lot even we don't know. Somehow you've managed to fall out of the reality, which we call the Frontrooms here."
“You’re mental. I’m dreaming.” He starts laughing hysterically “I MUST BE BLOODY DREAMING.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
A guy with a red backpack stumbles into the lobby. He wears a yellow jacket, blue jeans, red sneakers, and has brown hair. His eyes are blue.
”Where am I?”
*Sorry, am I getting into the rp too early?*
*no, 's probably fine. Will be easier the more people join though... I think.*
A guy in a suit and tie, wearing a rusted gas mask with M.E.G embossed across it is taking notes nearby. He looks up.
"Whatever you do next, don't panic. This is a dimension out of the reaches of known reality known as the Backrooms. I'm here to help new wanderers like you."
“The Backrooms? They exist?”
He nods. "Unfortunately. Okay...." he scans his clipboard. "What time was it the last you remember? And what has clipped with you? What year was it in the Frontrooms?"
“2024. Uh…. I dont know.”
"Have anything usefull in that backpack?"
“School stuff.”
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… Anyways HI! I’m Bananer, pronouns He/They, andddddd yeah. Bye, ig. yoyt.
*Liminal* a young man carrying a duffel bag and wearing a red windbreaker and gray sweatpants he looks confused “Where am I?”
The M.E.G agent turns to him and repeats the exact same thing he said to Bananer's Wanderer
“The backrooms? The frontrooms? What the hell are you talking about?”
"Sir, calm down please. It is imperative, above all else, that you keep your sanity in check."
“Mate. Answer my bloody questions. Where. Am. I.”
"A dimension outside of known reality," he says slowly. "Another plane of existence. Honestly, there's a lot even we don't know. Somehow you've managed to fall out of the reality, which we call the Frontrooms here."
“You’re mental. I’m dreaming.” He starts laughing hysterically “I MUST BE BLOODY DREAMING.”
"Here, drink this." The agent grabs a plastic bottle of sand-colored liquid from a bag nearby and tosses it to him
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
(If I may, I desire to have a ‘friendly’ back rooms dweller character. Their name would be fennec, they can talk English, they look like a human, but they act like a feral gremlin. Why have they not died of insanity? They had none to begin with.)
A guy with a red backpack stumbles into the lobby. He wears a yellow jacket, blue jeans, red sneakers, and has brown hair. His eyes are blue.
”Where am I?”
*Sorry, am I getting into the rp too early?*
*no, 's probably fine. Will be easier the more people join though... I think.*
A guy in a suit and tie, wearing a rusted gas mask with M.E.G embossed across it is taking notes nearby. He looks up.
"Whatever you do next, don't panic. This is a dimension out of the reaches of known reality known as the Backrooms. I'm here to help new wanderers like you."
“The Backrooms? They exist?”
He nods. "Unfortunately. Okay...." he scans his clipboard. "What time was it the last you remember? And what has clipped with you? What year was it in the Frontrooms?"
“2024. Uh…. I dont know.”
"Have anything usefull in that backpack?"
“School stuff.”
"Any food or drink? I'm going to go ahead and assume no weaponry?"
(If I may, I desire to have a ‘friendly’ back rooms dweller character. Their name would be fennec, they can talk English, they look like a human, but they act like a feral gremlin. Why have they not died of insanity? They had none to begin with.)
Yeah that's fine. Were or are they a human or just something unknown that looks like one?
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
*Liminal* a young man carrying a duffel bag and wearing a red windbreaker and gray sweatpants he looks confused “Where am I?”
The M.E.G agent turns to him and repeats the exact same thing he said to Bananer's Wanderer
“The backrooms? The frontrooms? What the hell are you talking about?”
"Sir, calm down please. It is imperative, above all else, that you keep your sanity in check."
“Mate. Answer my bloody questions. Where. Am. I.”
"A dimension outside of known reality," he says slowly. "Another plane of existence. Honestly, there's a lot even we don't know. Somehow you've managed to fall out of the reality, which we call the Frontrooms here."
“You’re mental. I’m dreaming.” He starts laughing hysterically “I MUST BE BLOODY DREAMING.”
"Here, drink this." The agent grabs a plastic bottle of sand-colored liquid from a bag nearby and tosses it to him
He catches it “what on god’s green earth is this?”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
A guy with a red backpack stumbles into the lobby. He wears a yellow jacket, blue jeans, red sneakers, and has brown hair. His eyes are blue.
”Where am I?”
*Sorry, am I getting into the rp too early?*
*no, 's probably fine. Will be easier the more people join though... I think.*
A guy in a suit and tie, wearing a rusted gas mask with M.E.G embossed across it is taking notes nearby. He looks up.
"Whatever you do next, don't panic. This is a dimension out of the reaches of known reality known as the Backrooms. I'm here to help new wanderers like you."
“The Backrooms? They exist?”
He nods. "Unfortunately. Okay...." he scans his clipboard. "What time was it the last you remember? And what has clipped with you? What year was it in the Frontrooms?"
“2024. Uh…. I dont know.”
"Have anything usefull in that backpack?"
“School stuff.”
"Any food or drink? I'm going to go ahead and assume no weaponry?"
“I have some goldfish and a water bottle… No weaponry. But I have a ball. I can throw it at someone.” He pulls out a tennis ball.
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… Anyways HI! I’m Bananer, pronouns He/They, andddddd yeah. Bye, ig. yoyt.
*Liminal* a young man carrying a duffel bag and wearing a red windbreaker and gray sweatpants he looks confused “Where am I?”
The M.E.G agent turns to him and repeats the exact same thing he said to Bananer's Wanderer
“The backrooms? The frontrooms? What the hell are you talking about?”
"Sir, calm down please. It is imperative, above all else, that you keep your sanity in check."
“Mate. Answer my bloody questions. Where. Am. I.”
"A dimension outside of known reality," he says slowly. "Another plane of existence. Honestly, there's a lot even we don't know. Somehow you've managed to fall out of the reality, which we call the Frontrooms here."
“You’re mental. I’m dreaming.” He starts laughing hysterically “I MUST BE BLOODY DREAMING.”
"Here, drink this." The agent grabs a plastic bottle of sand-colored liquid from a bag nearby and tosses it to him
He catches it “what on god’s green earth is this?”
"Almond water. Drink it, it helps stabilize your mental health and sanity."
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
*Liminal* a young man carrying a duffel bag and wearing a red windbreaker and gray sweatpants he looks confused “Where am I?”
The M.E.G agent turns to him and repeats the exact same thing he said to Bananer's Wanderer
“The backrooms? The frontrooms? What the hell are you talking about?”
"Sir, calm down please. It is imperative, above all else, that you keep your sanity in check."
“Mate. Answer my bloody questions. Where. Am. I.”
"A dimension outside of known reality," he says slowly. "Another plane of existence. Honestly, there's a lot even we don't know. Somehow you've managed to fall out of the reality, which we call the Frontrooms here."
“You’re mental. I’m dreaming.” He starts laughing hysterically “I MUST BE BLOODY DREAMING.”
"Here, drink this." The agent grabs a plastic bottle of sand-colored liquid from a bag nearby and tosses it to him
He catches it “what on god’s green earth is this?”
"Almond water. Drink it, it helps stabilize your mental health and sanity."
“How do you get water from almonds?”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
A guy with a red backpack stumbles into the lobby. He wears a yellow jacket, blue jeans, red sneakers, and has brown hair. His eyes are blue.
”Where am I?”
*Sorry, am I getting into the rp too early?*
*no, 's probably fine. Will be easier the more people join though... I think.*
A guy in a suit and tie, wearing a rusted gas mask with M.E.G embossed across it is taking notes nearby. He looks up.
"Whatever you do next, don't panic. This is a dimension out of the reaches of known reality known as the Backrooms. I'm here to help new wanderers like you."
“The Backrooms? They exist?”
He nods. "Unfortunately. Okay...." he scans his clipboard. "What time was it the last you remember? And what has clipped with you? What year was it in the Frontrooms?"
“2024. Uh…. I dont know.”
"Have anything usefull in that backpack?"
“School stuff.”
"Any food or drink? I'm going to go ahead and assume no weaponry?"
“I have some goldfish and a water bottle… No weaponry. But I have a ball. I can throw it at someone.” He pulls out a tennis ball.
The agent raises an eyebrow behind the mask. "I doubt that would be effective against most entities. Here, this should do for now until we can get you something better." He hands the guy a long serrated knife in a black plastic sheath.
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
*Liminal* a young man carrying a duffel bag and wearing a red windbreaker and gray sweatpants he looks confused “Where am I?”
The M.E.G agent turns to him and repeats the exact same thing he said to Bananer's Wanderer
“The backrooms? The frontrooms? What the hell are you talking about?”
"Sir, calm down please. It is imperative, above all else, that you keep your sanity in check."
“Mate. Answer my bloody questions. Where. Am. I.”
"A dimension outside of known reality," he says slowly. "Another plane of existence. Honestly, there's a lot even we don't know. Somehow you've managed to fall out of the reality, which we call the Frontrooms here."
“You’re mental. I’m dreaming.” He starts laughing hysterically “I MUST BE BLOODY DREAMING.”
"Here, drink this." The agent grabs a plastic bottle of sand-colored liquid from a bag nearby and tosses it to him
He catches it “what on god’s green earth is this?”
"Almond water. Drink it, it helps stabilize your mental health and sanity."
“How do you get water from almonds?”
"I find it more mentally safe to just ignore some of these questions. Where the water comes from, we don't know, but it is found in many different parts of the Backrooms."
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
*Liminal* a young man carrying a duffel bag and wearing a red windbreaker and gray sweatpants he looks confused “Where am I?”
The M.E.G agent turns to him and repeats the exact same thing he said to Bananer's Wanderer
“The backrooms? The frontrooms? What the hell are you talking about?”
"Sir, calm down please. It is imperative, above all else, that you keep your sanity in check."
“Mate. Answer my bloody questions. Where. Am. I.”
"A dimension outside of known reality," he says slowly. "Another plane of existence. Honestly, there's a lot even we don't know. Somehow you've managed to fall out of the reality, which we call the Frontrooms here."
“You’re mental. I’m dreaming.” He starts laughing hysterically “I MUST BE BLOODY DREAMING.”
"Here, drink this." The agent grabs a plastic bottle of sand-colored liquid from a bag nearby and tosses it to him
He catches it “what on god’s green earth is this?”
"Almond water. Drink it, it helps stabilize your mental health and sanity."
“How do you get water from almonds?”
"I find it more mentally safe to just ignore some of these questions. Where the water comes from, we don't know, but it is found in many different parts of the Backrooms."
He shrugs his shoulders and drinks the liquid
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
*Liminal* a young man carrying a duffel bag and wearing a red windbreaker and gray sweatpants he looks confused “Where am I?”
The M.E.G agent turns to him and repeats the exact same thing he said to Bananer's Wanderer
“The backrooms? The frontrooms? What the hell are you talking about?”
"Sir, calm down please. It is imperative, above all else, that you keep your sanity in check."
“Mate. Answer my bloody questions. Where. Am. I.”
"A dimension outside of known reality," he says slowly. "Another plane of existence. Honestly, there's a lot even we don't know. Somehow you've managed to fall out of the reality, which we call the Frontrooms here."
“You’re mental. I’m dreaming.” He starts laughing hysterically “I MUST BE BLOODY DREAMING.”
"Here, drink this." The agent grabs a plastic bottle of sand-colored liquid from a bag nearby and tosses it to him
He catches it “what on god’s green earth is this?”
"Almond water. Drink it, it helps stabilize your mental health and sanity."
“How do you get water from almonds?”
"I find it more mentally safe to just ignore some of these questions. Where the water comes from, we don't know, but it is found in many different parts of the Backrooms."
He shrugs his shoulders and drinks the liquid
It has a sweet taste, with a flavor a mix of almond and vanilla, and the scent of roses. It seems to sharpen thoughts and clear your head, while also calming your heart rate and bestowing a small amount of energy
"Have anything usefull in that backpack?"
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
“Mate. Answer my bloody questions. Where. Am. I.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
"A dimension outside of known reality," he says slowly. "Another plane of existence. Honestly, there's a lot even we don't know. Somehow you've managed to fall out of the reality, which we call the Frontrooms here."
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
“You’re mental. I’m dreaming.” He starts laughing hysterically “I MUST BE BLOODY DREAMING.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
“School stuff.”
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… Anyways HI! I’m Bananer, pronouns He/They, andddddd yeah. Bye, ig. yoyt.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
"Here, drink this." The agent grabs a plastic bottle of sand-colored liquid from a bag nearby and tosses it to him
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
(If I may, I desire to have a ‘friendly’ back rooms dweller character. Their name would be fennec, they can talk English, they look like a human, but they act like a feral gremlin. Why have they not died of insanity? They had none to begin with.)
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Any food or drink? I'm going to go ahead and assume no weaponry?"
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
Yeah that's fine. Were or are they a human or just something unknown that looks like one?
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
*gtg be back in 15 minutes or so*
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
He catches it “what on god’s green earth is this?”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
“I have some goldfish and a water bottle… No weaponry. But I have a ball. I can throw it at someone.” He pulls out a tennis ball.
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… Anyways HI! I’m Bananer, pronouns He/They, andddddd yeah. Bye, ig. yoyt.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
"Almond water. Drink it, it helps stabilize your mental health and sanity."
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
“How do you get water from almonds?”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
The agent raises an eyebrow behind the mask. "I doubt that would be effective against most entities. Here, this should do for now until we can get you something better." He hands the guy a long serrated knife in a black plastic sheath.
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
"I find it more mentally safe to just ignore some of these questions. Where the water comes from, we don't know, but it is found in many different parts of the Backrooms."
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
He shrugs his shoulders and drinks the liquid
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
It has a sweet taste, with a flavor a mix of almond and vanilla, and the scent of roses. It seems to sharpen thoughts and clear your head, while also calming your heart rate and bestowing a small amount of energy
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
*cut*
”wow. I feel much better now.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
The agent simply nods, consulting his list.
"Alright then, you two follow me. Don't get lost around a corner, the chances of meeting twice in the backrooms are nearly inconceivable."
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES