Luke is sitting at a table in the cafe, scratching a small doodle of the Galactic Republic symbol into the surface of the table with a whittling knife.
Luna peers over his shoulder at it
He seems to be spaced out, but jumps when he notices her presence.
She looks embarrassed "I didn't mean to startle you"
He looks up at her. (Need a desc?) “It’s fine. I was totally out of it.”
(sure)
"You sure?"
(He looks about 15 and is 5’8”. His brown hair has surfer waves and is a little shorter than shoulder length. His eyes are green with brown spots and he wears a large sweatshirt and sport shorts. His face is freckly and his skin is slightly tanned. His face is pretty emotionless and he has dead eyes which are a sigh of mental trauma that someone carries)
”Yeah, it’s fine. I’m a jumpy guy.”
She pats his shoulder
He flinches at her touch.
She pulls her arm away
“Uh…Sorry about that.”
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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.
A tall girl walks into Claws and Paws. She has short curly brown hair and blue eyes. She has braces and appears very nervous, flinching away from everything. She wears a baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants and you can’t really make out her figure. She wears tiny silver studs and black combat boots. She slouches down and walks near the walls as if trying to melt into the shadows.
She sees an African American guy reading at a corner table. Boots propped up on the table
She sees him and starts to turn away before deciding against it and sitting across from him. She doesn’t make a move to talk to him.
He doesn’t even notice her
She peers at his book.
It’s the first mistborn book
She nods slightly. “Good author.”
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Luke is sitting at a table in the cafe, scratching a small doodle of the Galactic Republic symbol into the surface of the table with a whittling knife.
Luna peers over his shoulder at it
He seems to be spaced out, but jumps when he notices her presence.
She looks embarrassed "I didn't mean to startle you"
He looks up at her. (Need a desc?) “It’s fine. I was totally out of it.”
(sure)
"You sure?"
(He looks about 15 and is 5’8”. His brown hair has surfer waves and is a little shorter than shoulder length. His eyes are green with brown spots and he wears a large sweatshirt and sport shorts. His face is freckly and his skin is slightly tanned. His face is pretty emotionless and he has dead eyes which are a sigh of mental trauma that someone carries)
”Yeah, it’s fine. I’m a jumpy guy.”
She pats his shoulder
He flinches at her touch.
She pulls her arm away
“Uh…Sorry about that.”
"it's okay"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
A tall girl walks into Claws and Paws. She has short curly brown hair and blue eyes. She has braces and appears very nervous, flinching away from everything. She wears a baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants and you can’t really make out her figure. She wears tiny silver studs and black combat boots. She slouches down and walks near the walls as if trying to melt into the shadows.
She sees an African American guy reading at a corner table. Boots propped up on the table
She sees him and starts to turn away before deciding against it and sitting across from him. She doesn’t make a move to talk to him.
He doesn’t even notice her
She peers at his book.
It’s the first mistborn book
She nods slightly. “Good author.”
“Hm?” He looks up “What did you say?”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
A tall girl walks into Claws and Paws. She has short curly brown hair and blue eyes. She has braces and appears very nervous, flinching away from everything. She wears a baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants and you can’t really make out her figure. She wears tiny silver studs and black combat boots. She slouches down and walks near the walls as if trying to melt into the shadows.
She sees an African American guy reading at a corner table. Boots propped up on the table
She sees him and starts to turn away before deciding against it and sitting across from him. She doesn’t make a move to talk to him.
He doesn’t even notice her
She peers at his book.
It’s the first mistborn book
She nods slightly. “Good author.”
“Hm?” He looks up “What did you say?”
She flinches. “He’s…uh…he’s a good author.”
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
A tall girl walks into Claws and Paws. She has short curly brown hair and blue eyes. She has braces and appears very nervous, flinching away from everything. She wears a baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants and you can’t really make out her figure. She wears tiny silver studs and black combat boots. She slouches down and walks near the walls as if trying to melt into the shadows.
She sees an African American guy reading at a corner table. Boots propped up on the table
She sees him and starts to turn away before deciding against it and sitting across from him. She doesn’t make a move to talk to him.
He doesn’t even notice her
She peers at his book.
It’s the first mistborn book
She nods slightly. “Good author.”
“Hm?” He looks up “What did you say?”
She flinches. “He’s…uh…he’s a good author.”
“Yes. That’s why I’m reading it.”
*this is just me if I wasn’t worried about pleasing people. Just brutally honest*
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
Luke is sitting at a table in the cafe, scratching a small doodle of the Galactic Republic symbol into the surface of the table with a whittling knife.
Luna peers over his shoulder at it
He seems to be spaced out, but jumps when he notices her presence.
She looks embarrassed "I didn't mean to startle you"
He looks up at her. (Need a desc?) “It’s fine. I was totally out of it.”
(sure)
"You sure?"
(He looks about 15 and is 5’8”. His brown hair has surfer waves and is a little shorter than shoulder length. His eyes are green with brown spots and he wears a large sweatshirt and sport shorts. His face is freckly and his skin is slightly tanned. His face is pretty emotionless and he has dead eyes which are a sigh of mental trauma that someone carries)
”Yeah, it’s fine. I’m a jumpy guy.”
She pats his shoulder
He flinches at her touch.
She pulls her arm away
“Uh…Sorry about that.”
"it's okay"
“I’m Luke, by the way.” He scratches his head.
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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.
A tall girl walks into Claws and Paws. She has short curly brown hair and blue eyes. She has braces and appears very nervous, flinching away from everything. She wears a baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants and you can’t really make out her figure. She wears tiny silver studs and black combat boots. She slouches down and walks near the walls as if trying to melt into the shadows.
She sees an African American guy reading at a corner table. Boots propped up on the table
She sees him and starts to turn away before deciding against it and sitting across from him. She doesn’t make a move to talk to him.
He doesn’t even notice her
She peers at his book.
It’s the first mistborn book
She nods slightly. “Good author.”
“Hm?” He looks up “What did you say?”
She flinches. “He’s…uh…he’s a good author.”
“Yes. That’s why I’m reading it.”
*this is just me if I wasn’t worried about pleasing people. Just brutally honest*
This seems to make her smile a bit. “Have you read any of his other books?” *this is me if I never switched schools and spent my life being bullied for being smart with no friends*
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
A tall girl walks into Claws and Paws. She has short curly brown hair and blue eyes. She has braces and appears very nervous, flinching away from everything. She wears a baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants and you can’t really make out her figure. She wears tiny silver studs and black combat boots. She slouches down and walks near the walls as if trying to melt into the shadows.
She sees an African American guy reading at a corner table. Boots propped up on the table
She sees him and starts to turn away before deciding against it and sitting across from him. She doesn’t make a move to talk to him.
He doesn’t even notice her
She peers at his book.
It’s the first mistborn book
She nods slightly. “Good author.”
“Hm?” He looks up “What did you say?”
She flinches. “He’s…uh…he’s a good author.”
“Yes. That’s why I’m reading it.”
*this is just me if I wasn’t worried about pleasing people. Just brutally honest*
This seems to make her smile a bit. “Have you read any of his other books?” *this is me if I never switched schools and spent my life being bullied for being smart with no friends*
“No. Though this is my second read.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
A tall girl walks into Claws and Paws. She has short curly brown hair and blue eyes. She has braces and appears very nervous, flinching away from everything. She wears a baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants and you can’t really make out her figure. She wears tiny silver studs and black combat boots. She slouches down and walks near the walls as if trying to melt into the shadows.
She sees an African American guy reading at a corner table. Boots propped up on the table
She sees him and starts to turn away before deciding against it and sitting across from him. She doesn’t make a move to talk to him.
He doesn’t even notice her
She peers at his book.
It’s the first mistborn book
She nods slightly. “Good author.”
“Hm?” He looks up “What did you say?”
She flinches. “He’s…uh…he’s a good author.”
“Yes. That’s why I’m reading it.”
*this is just me if I wasn’t worried about pleasing people. Just brutally honest*
This seems to make her smile a bit. “Have you read any of his other books?” *this is me if I never switched schools and spent my life being bullied for being smart with no friends*
“No. Though this is my second read.”
“Oh. Well I’d recommend the stormlight archive series.”
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
A tall girl walks into Claws and Paws. She has short curly brown hair and blue eyes. She has braces and appears very nervous, flinching away from everything. She wears a baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants and you can’t really make out her figure. She wears tiny silver studs and black combat boots. She slouches down and walks near the walls as if trying to melt into the shadows.
She sees an African American guy reading at a corner table. Boots propped up on the table
She sees him and starts to turn away before deciding against it and sitting across from him. She doesn’t make a move to talk to him.
He doesn’t even notice her
She peers at his book.
It’s the first mistborn book
She nods slightly. “Good author.”
“Hm?” He looks up “What did you say?”
She flinches. “He’s…uh…he’s a good author.”
“Yes. That’s why I’m reading it.”
*this is just me if I wasn’t worried about pleasing people. Just brutally honest*
This seems to make her smile a bit. “Have you read any of his other books?” *this is me if I never switched schools and spent my life being bullied for being smart with no friends*
“No. Though this is my second read.”
“Oh. Well I’d recommend the stormlight archive series.”
“Nice to know.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
she nods. “Is that one good?” She seems very nervous about asking this.
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
she nods. “Is that one good?” She seems very nervous about asking this.
“Yes. At least I think so.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
*I wanna join! Anyone else taken the "completely utterly emotionless" role? Only thing I could think of*
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Heyyyy! What's up? It's me, AwesomeDungeonMaster, although I go by Awe, and my Drummer given title is Epic Crit Roller of Legend! I love DRAGONS!!! This is my laptop account. Check out my cult/club, the DragonClub!You guys here on DDB are AWESOME!
Heyyyy! What's up? It's me, AwesomeDungeonMaster, although I go by Awe, and my Drummer given title is Epic Crit Roller of Legend! I love DRAGONS!!! This is my laptop account. Check out my cult/club, the DragonClub!You guys here on DDB are AWESOME!
*I wanna join! Anyone else taken the "completely utterly emotionless" role? Only thing I could think of*
*grad*
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
*I wanna join! Anyone else taken the "completely utterly emotionless" role? Only thing I could think of*
*grad*
*awww back to the drawing board then*
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Heyyyy! What's up? It's me, AwesomeDungeonMaster, although I go by Awe, and my Drummer given title is Epic Crit Roller of Legend! I love DRAGONS!!! This is my laptop account. Check out my cult/club, the DragonClub!You guys here on DDB are AWESOME!
“Uh…Sorry about that.”
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 nods slightly. “Good author.”
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
(Both are links, please click them…)
"it's okay"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
“Hm?” He looks up “What did you say?”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
She flinches. “He’s…uh…he’s a good author.”
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
(Both are links, please click them…)
“Yes. That’s why I’m reading it.”
*this is just me if I wasn’t worried about pleasing people. Just brutally honest*
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
“I’m Luke, by the way.” He scratches his head.
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
This seems to make her smile a bit. “Have you read any of his other books?” *this is me if I never switched schools and spent my life being bullied for being smart with no friends*
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
(Both are links, please click them…)
“No. Though this is my second read.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
“Oh. Well I’d recommend the stormlight archive series.”
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
(Both are links, please click them…)
“Nice to know.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
*cut*
she nods. “Is that one good?” She seems very nervous about asking this.
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
(Both are links, please click them…)
“Yes. At least I think so.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
*I wanna join! Anyone else taken the "completely utterly emotionless" role? Only thing I could think of*
Heyyyy! What's up? It's me, AwesomeDungeonMaster, although I go by Awe, and my Drummer given title is Epic Crit Roller of Legend! I love DRAGONS!!! This is my laptop account. Check out my cult/club, the DragonClub! You guys here on DDB are AWESOME!
*Oh god*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
*was that a "no?"*
Heyyyy! What's up? It's me, AwesomeDungeonMaster, although I go by Awe, and my Drummer given title is Epic Crit Roller of Legend! I love DRAGONS!!! This is my laptop account. Check out my cult/club, the DragonClub! You guys here on DDB are AWESOME!
*I was kinda talking to myself there. Also i dunno*
*I have no idea how to play myself with something different
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
*grad*
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
*awww back to the drawing board then*
Heyyyy! What's up? It's me, AwesomeDungeonMaster, although I go by Awe, and my Drummer given title is Epic Crit Roller of Legend! I love DRAGONS!!! This is my laptop account. Check out my cult/club, the DragonClub! You guys here on DDB are AWESOME!
*I honestly don't know whether RP-ing me is a good idea*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all