My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
"Ahh. I can do both." He laughs, ending the song and messing with a few things. Then, over speakers, his drumming and guitar plays. He takes in his handiwork, sighing happily "One of the only constants in my life... music."
They go and put their tray away, quickly putting their gaiter back on."
“Music. Huh.”
“Why do you always wear that?”
"Beautiful, right?..."
"To hide..."
“Yeah.”
“Hide from what?”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
"Ahh. I can do both." He laughs, ending the song and messing with a few things. Then, over speakers, his drumming and guitar plays. He takes in his handiwork, sighing happily "One of the only constants in my life... music."
They go and put their tray away, quickly putting their gaiter back on."
“Music. Huh.”
“Why do you always wear that?”
"Beautiful, right?..."
"To hide..."
“Yeah.”
“Hide from what?”
He sits down and enjoys the song.
"To hide myself.. don't wanna be seen... I'm a freak.."
She sits down and tries to enjoy the song.
“You’re not a freak.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Pop jumps down from Aspen’s shoulder and tries to bite Anastasio in the tail.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
"Ahh. I can do both." He laughs, ending the song and messing with a few things. Then, over speakers, his drumming and guitar plays. He takes in his handiwork, sighing happily "One of the only constants in my life... music."
They go and put their tray away, quickly putting their gaiter back on."
“Music. Huh.”
“Why do you always wear that?”
"Beautiful, right?..."
"To hide..."
“Yeah.”
“Hide from what?”
He sits down and enjoys the song.
"To hide myself.. don't wanna be seen... I'm a freak.."
She sits down and tries to enjoy the song.
“You’re not a freak.”
He sings along, seemingly the song he played is an existing one
They swallow their spit, wiping their face. "No matter how I look.. I'm..." They breathe shakily, holding out their clawed hand. The shadows melt off of it, revealing a thin and slender, pale hand, nails sharp, like their claws "Unnatural.."
“Huh. This is… strangely nice. Thank you.”
“Everyone is unnatural. Everyone is strange. Even me.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
“Play!”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
“We should start making preparations.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
"No." The fox says, speaking cat.
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
"Play?"
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
“Yeah.”
“Hide from what?”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
“Yes, also can’t we use Lightning to make traps?”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Tag! Play tag!”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
She sits down and tries to enjoy the song.
“You’re not a freak.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
"Sure." Says Anastasio skeptically.
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
"To observe."
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
Pop jumps down from Aspen’s shoulder and tries to bite Anastasio in the tail.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
Anastasio quickly moves his tail.
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
“Huh. This is… strangely nice. Thank you.”
“Everyone is unnatural. Everyone is strange. Even me.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!