Molly is sitting in the Amphitheatre, lazily swinging a sword.
Jacob is at the practice range, firing arrows from his bow.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Molly is sitting in the Amphitheatre, lazily swinging a sword.
Jacob is at the practice range, firing arrows from his bow.
Clover is sitting in the arts and crafts pavilion, stabbing a dagger into a hand-drawn image.
*doop*
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Molly is sitting in the Amphitheatre, lazily swinging a sword.
Jacob is at the practice range, firing arrows from his bow.
Clover is sitting in the arts and crafts pavilion, stabbing a dagger into a hand-drawn image.
*doop*
Duan peeks over Clover's shoulder. "Hi!"
The image seems to be that of an older boy, with brown hair, and uhh (insert description of Cordon I forgot what he looks like lol)
"... Oh. Hello, there."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Molly is sitting in the Amphitheatre, lazily swinging a sword.
Jacob is at the practice range, firing arrows from his bow.
Clover is sitting in the arts and crafts pavilion, stabbing a dagger into a hand-drawn image.
*doop*
Duan peeks over Clover's shoulder. "Hi!"
The image seems to be that of an older boy, with brown hair, and uhh (insert description of Cordon I forgot what he looks like lol)
"... Oh. Hello, there."
"Uhhhhhhh... you don't like that guy? Is he evil or something? Is there gonna be a quest?"
"Oh. No. He's my dad. He's dead now. Atticus killed him. Or maybe it was (Insert name of Capatin's character uhh sorry I forgot). IT was probably both of them. They killed him. Then he came back. But he was still dead. Dying. Decaying frrm the inside. Killed by chaos, eaten by worms while he was still moving. HE came back, only t leave again. I hate him."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Molly is sitting in the Amphitheatre, lazily swinging a sword.
Jacob is at the practice range, firing arrows from his bow.
Clover is sitting in the arts and crafts pavilion, stabbing a dagger into a hand-drawn image.
*doop*
Duan peeks over Clover's shoulder. "Hi!"
The image seems to be that of an older boy, with brown hair, and uhh (insert description of Cordon I forgot what he looks like lol)
"... Oh. Hello, there."
"Uhhhhhhh... you don't like that guy? Is he evil or something? Is there gonna be a quest?"
"Oh. No. He's my dad. He's dead now. Atticus killed him. Or maybe it was (Insert name of Capatin's character uhh sorry I forgot). IT was probably both of them. They killed him. Then he came back. But he was still dead. Dying. Decaying frrm the inside. Killed by chaos, eaten by worms while he was still moving. HE came back, only t leave again. I hate him."
"Uh... uh... okay?"
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Molly is sitting in the Amphitheatre, lazily swinging a sword.
Jacob is at the practice range, firing arrows from his bow.
Clover is sitting in the arts and crafts pavilion, stabbing a dagger into a hand-drawn image.
*doop*
Duan peeks over Clover's shoulder. "Hi!"
The image seems to be that of an older boy, with brown hair, and uhh (insert description of Cordon I forgot what he looks like lol)
"... Oh. Hello, there."
"Uhhhhhhh... you don't like that guy? Is he evil or something? Is there gonna be a quest?"
"Oh. No. He's my dad. He's dead now. Atticus killed him. Or maybe it was (Insert name of Capatin's character uhh sorry I forgot). IT was probably both of them. They killed him. Then he came back. But he was still dead. Dying. Decaying frrm the inside. Killed by chaos, eaten by worms while he was still moving. HE came back, only t leave again. I hate him."
"Uh... uh... okay?"
"Yeah." Cover returns to stabbing the picture.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Molly is sitting in the Amphitheatre, lazily swinging a sword.
Jacob is at the practice range, firing arrows from his bow.
Clover is sitting in the arts and crafts pavilion, stabbing a dagger into a hand-drawn image.
*doop*
Duan peeks over Clover's shoulder. "Hi!"
The image seems to be that of an older boy, with brown hair, and uhh (insert description of Cordon I forgot what he looks like lol)
"... Oh. Hello, there."
"Uhhhhhhh... you don't like that guy? Is he evil or something? Is there gonna be a quest?"
"Oh. No. He's my dad. He's dead now. Atticus killed him. Or maybe it was (Insert name of Capatin's character uhh sorry I forgot). IT was probably both of them. They killed him. Then he came back. But he was still dead. Dying. Decaying frrm the inside. Killed by chaos, eaten by worms while he was still moving. HE came back, only t leave again. I hate him."
"Uh... uh... okay?"
"Yeah." Cover returns to stabbing the picture.
"You're... um... really violent."
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Molly is sitting in the Amphitheatre, lazily swinging a sword.
Jacob is at the practice range, firing arrows from his bow.
Clover is sitting in the arts and crafts pavilion, stabbing a dagger into a hand-drawn image.
*doop*
Duan peeks over Clover's shoulder. "Hi!"
The image seems to be that of an older boy, with brown hair, and uhh (insert description of Cordon I forgot what he looks like lol)
"... Oh. Hello, there."
"Uhhhhhhh... you don't like that guy? Is he evil or something? Is there gonna be a quest?"
"Oh. No. He's my dad. He's dead now. Atticus killed him. Or maybe it was (Insert name of Capatin's character uhh sorry I forgot). IT was probably both of them. They killed him. Then he came back. But he was still dead. Dying. Decaying frrm the inside. Killed by chaos, eaten by worms while he was still moving. HE came back, only t leave again. I hate him."
"Uh... uh... okay?"
"Yeah." Cover returns to stabbing the picture.
"You're... um... really violent."
"Thank you! Do you want me to stab you as well?"
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Molly is sitting in the Amphitheatre, lazily swinging a sword.
Jacob is at the practice range, firing arrows from his bow.
Clover is sitting in the arts and crafts pavilion, stabbing a dagger into a hand-drawn image.
*doop*
Duan peeks over Clover's shoulder. "Hi!"
The image seems to be that of an older boy, with brown hair, and uhh (insert description of Cordon I forgot what he looks like lol)
"... Oh. Hello, there."
"Uhhhhhhh... you don't like that guy? Is he evil or something? Is there gonna be a quest?"
"Oh. No. He's my dad. He's dead now. Atticus killed him. Or maybe it was (Insert name of Capatin's character uhh sorry I forgot). IT was probably both of them. They killed him. Then he came back. But he was still dead. Dying. Decaying frrm the inside. Killed by chaos, eaten by worms while he was still moving. HE came back, only t leave again. I hate him."
"Uh... uh... okay?"
"Yeah." Cover returns to stabbing the picture.
"You're... um... really violent."
"Thank you! Do you want me to stab you as well?"
"What? No!"
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Molly is sitting in the Amphitheatre, lazily swinging a sword.
Jacob is at the practice range, firing arrows from his bow.
Clover is sitting in the arts and crafts pavilion, stabbing a dagger into a hand-drawn image.
*doop*
Duan peeks over Clover's shoulder. "Hi!"
The image seems to be that of an older boy, with brown hair, and uhh (insert description of Cordon I forgot what he looks like lol)
"... Oh. Hello, there."
"Uhhhhhhh... you don't like that guy? Is he evil or something? Is there gonna be a quest?"
"Oh. No. He's my dad. He's dead now. Atticus killed him. Or maybe it was (Insert name of Capatin's character uhh sorry I forgot). IT was probably both of them. They killed him. Then he came back. But he was still dead. Dying. Decaying frrm the inside. Killed by chaos, eaten by worms while he was still moving. HE came back, only t leave again. I hate him."
"Uh... uh... okay?"
"Yeah." Cover returns to stabbing the picture.
"You're... um... really violent."
"Thank you! Do you want me to stab you as well?"
"What? No!"
"Awwww... they almost never do..."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
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Kenji chuckles
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
Duan runs over to Kenji, sopping wet. "Heya! I'm Duan!"
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
"Kenji."
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
"Nice to meet you! You seem nice!"
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
*Hello!*
Molly is sitting in the Amphitheatre, lazily swinging a sword.
Jacob is at the practice range, firing arrows from his bow.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
"I get that a lot."
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
"makes sense."
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
*doop*
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Duan peeks over Clover's shoulder. "Hi!"
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
He shrugs
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
The image seems to be that of an older boy, with brown hair, and uhh (insert description of Cordon I forgot what he looks like lol)
"... Oh. Hello, there."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
"Uhhhhhhh... you don't like that guy? Is he evil or something? Is there gonna be a quest?"
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
"Oh. No. He's my dad. He's dead now. Atticus killed him. Or maybe it was (Insert name of Capatin's character uhh sorry I forgot). IT was probably both of them. They killed him. Then he came back. But he was still dead. Dying. Decaying frrm the inside. Killed by chaos, eaten by worms while he was still moving. HE came back, only t leave again. I hate him."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*Me when listening to the PJO musical which actually has some really peak songs: I must reread...*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
"Uh... uh... okay?"
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
"Yeah." Cover returns to stabbing the picture.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
"You're... um... really violent."
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
"Thank you! Do you want me to stab you as well?"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
"What? No!"
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
"Awwww... they almost never do..."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.