*All Arch's fighters have names that begin with A*
*just the ones I listed, I like alliteration. I also have Corvin, Johnny Teatime, and eventually, Alice.*
*wait no, that last one is also an A.*
*I do have a character who’s name starts with A…*
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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 have returned from doing some stuff, and sure, I’d be down*
*alright! Let’s do this!*
uh I have a lot of characters who can fight, including Alacreus, Abaddon, Aeolus, et cetera.
and Lonely is reading a book, sitting on a rock in the middle of the dome.
*See there are two characters I have, it would be hilarious if one of them just appeared in Abadon’s office with no warning*
The man he saw the other day is only a couple dozen feet away, tearing off the fingernails of another man, humming as they scream
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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 have returned from doing some stuff, and sure, I’d be down*
*alright! Let’s do this!*
uh I have a lot of characters who can fight, including Alacreus, Abaddon, Aeolus, et cetera.
and Lonely is reading a book, sitting on a rock in the middle of the dome.
*See there are two characters I have, it would be hilarious if one of them just appeared in Abadon’s office with no warning*
The man he saw the other day is only a couple dozen feet away, tearing off the fingernails of another man, humming as they scream
Lonely sees them, sets down their book, and very, very, very slowly walks away, hoping not to draw any attention. They nearly trip on a twig, snapping it.
*I have returned from doing some stuff, and sure, I’d be down*
*alright! Let’s do this!*
uh I have a lot of characters who can fight, including Alacreus, Abaddon, Aeolus, et cetera.
and Lonely is reading a book, sitting on a rock in the middle of the dome.
*See there are two characters I have, it would be hilarious if one of them just appeared in Abadon’s office with no warning*
The man he saw the other day is only a couple dozen feet away, tearing off the fingernails of another man, humming as they scream
Lonely sees them, sets down their book, and very, very, very slowly walks away, hoping not to draw any attention. They nearly trip on a twig, snapping it.
The man’s head snaps to look at Lonely, and with a loud boom like sound, appears right behind Lonely “You. Your name is Lonely, correct?”
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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 have returned from doing some stuff, and sure, I’d be down*
*alright! Let’s do this!*
uh I have a lot of characters who can fight, including Alacreus, Abaddon, Aeolus, et cetera.
and Lonely is reading a book, sitting on a rock in the middle of the dome.
*See there are two characters I have, it would be hilarious if one of them just appeared in Abadon’s office with no warning*
The man he saw the other day is only a couple dozen feet away, tearing off the fingernails of another man, humming as they scream
Lonely sees them, sets down their book, and very, very, very slowly walks away, hoping not to draw any attention. They nearly trip on a twig, snapping it.
The man’s head snaps to look at Lonely, and with a loud boom like sound, appears right behind Lonely “You. Your name is Lonely, correct?”
Lonely turns to face him. “Yeah… hi again…” they squeak.
*I have returned from doing some stuff, and sure, I’d be down*
*alright! Let’s do this!*
uh I have a lot of characters who can fight, including Alacreus, Abaddon, Aeolus, et cetera.
and Lonely is reading a book, sitting on a rock in the middle of the dome.
*See there are two characters I have, it would be hilarious if one of them just appeared in Abadon’s office with no warning*
The man he saw the other day is only a couple dozen feet away, tearing off the fingernails of another man, humming as they scream
Lonely sees them, sets down their book, and very, very, very slowly walks away, hoping not to draw any attention. They nearly trip on a twig, snapping it.
The man’s head snaps to look at Lonely, and with a loud boom like sound, appears right behind Lonely “You. Your name is Lonely, correct?”
Lonely turns to face him. “Yeah… hi again…” they squeak.
He gets uncomfortably close “Did I introduce myself? If not, I am Ulquiorra Cifer.”
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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 have returned from doing some stuff, and sure, I’d be down*
*alright! Let’s do this!*
uh I have a lot of characters who can fight, including Alacreus, Abaddon, Aeolus, et cetera.
and Lonely is reading a book, sitting on a rock in the middle of the dome.
*See there are two characters I have, it would be hilarious if one of them just appeared in Abadon’s office with no warning*
The man he saw the other day is only a couple dozen feet away, tearing off the fingernails of another man, humming as they scream
Lonely sees them, sets down their book, and very, very, very slowly walks away, hoping not to draw any attention. They nearly trip on a twig, snapping it.
The man’s head snaps to look at Lonely, and with a loud boom like sound, appears right behind Lonely “You. Your name is Lonely, correct?”
Lonely turns to face him. “Yeah… hi again…” they squeak.
He gets uncomfortably close “Did I introduce myself? If not, I am Ulquiorra Cifer.”
“Y-you did… So… uh… how are ya doin?… h-happy holidays?” They back away a bit.
*I have returned from doing some stuff, and sure, I’d be down*
*alright! Let’s do this!*
uh I have a lot of characters who can fight, including Alacreus, Abaddon, Aeolus, et cetera.
and Lonely is reading a book, sitting on a rock in the middle of the dome.
*See there are two characters I have, it would be hilarious if one of them just appeared in Abadon’s office with no warning*
The man he saw the other day is only a couple dozen feet away, tearing off the fingernails of another man, humming as they scream
Lonely sees them, sets down their book, and very, very, very slowly walks away, hoping not to draw any attention. They nearly trip on a twig, snapping it.
The man’s head snaps to look at Lonely, and with a loud boom like sound, appears right behind Lonely “You. Your name is Lonely, correct?”
Lonely turns to face him. “Yeah… hi again…” they squeak.
He gets uncomfortably close “Did I introduce myself? If not, I am Ulquiorra Cifer.”
“Y-you did… So… uh… how are ya doin?… h-happy holidays?” They back away a bit.
“Holidays? I am confused.”
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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.
*All Arch's fighters have names that begin with A*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*just the ones I listed, I like alliteration. I also have Corvin, Johnny Teatime, and eventually, Alice.*
*wait no, that last one is also an A.*
*I do have a character who’s name starts with A…*
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.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
*Johnny Teatime is an abomination and deserves to suffer.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*See there are two characters I have, it would be hilarious if one of them just appeared in Abadon’s office with no warning*
The man he saw the other day is only a couple dozen feet away, tearing off the fingernails of another man, humming as they scream
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.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
*but Johnny teatime is a kitten! You wouldn’t shoot a kitten, would you?*
Lonely sees them, sets down their book, and very, very, very slowly walks away, hoping not to draw any attention. They nearly trip on a twig, snapping it.
*Yeah, in the face, why?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Jack Horner, hahahah*
*i was hoping you’d get the reference*
The man’s head snaps to look at Lonely, and with a loud boom like sound, appears right behind Lonely “You. Your name is Lonely, correct?”
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.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
*Jack is my spirit animal.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*gasp, we have the same spirit animal?*
Lonely turns to face him. “Yeah… hi again…” they squeak.
He gets uncomfortably close “Did I introduce myself? If not, I am Ulquiorra Cifer.”
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.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“Y-you did… So… uh… how are ya doin?… h-happy holidays?” They back away a bit.
“Holidays? I am confused.”
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.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
*Anybody here?*
*I’m here!*
*Wanna rp to keep this thread alive?*