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”…n-no, I’m not- that was a lie. Uhm…” he looks down. “I saw… -… Leslie-“ he pauses again, trembling a bit, not finishing the sentence.
"Oh?" he says, taking a moment to realize the gravity of what he said, before blurting out in alarm. "What?! B-But....didn't you say she....she..." she says as he goes a bit pale.
He locks eyes with Asada, recoiling a bit in shock at his outburst.
”uhm- I- I… last night- or a few nights ago- it’s blurry- I-I saw-… Le-… her… at camp. I thought I w-was hallucinating- or-or- dreaming- but I wasn’t.” He stands up. “I saw her die. B-but… I just- she just got back-… I haven’t told anyone else. I-… couldn’t.”
"Hey, it's ok." he says kneeling down. "but...you sure it was her....I mean...it could be a monster disguised at her...or an illusion....considering all the dangerous and strange things connected to the gods and such..."
“I-I don’t know- maybe?… maybe it was just that… but it sounded- like her… and it looked like her… it looked… just like her…”
"Hm..." Asada thinks for a bit. "Then...maybe we need to see if we can find..."Leslie"...and find out what's going on."
He nods slightly. “Y-yeah… maybe… but it- I feel like it was her… does that make sense?- I don’t know- sorry-“
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Elijah is sat behind a tree on the outskirts of the woods. He’s hyperventilating.
*Hmmm... Should I
A Throw in Leslie to make things worse
B Throw in Clover to try and calm him down
C Throw in Jasper or Chiara to make things much worse
orr
B Throw in Joey to ridicule Elijah*
*Joey, my boy is gonna suffer. But your choice, of course*
*HEHEHE*
Joey, a small Korean girl with heavy makeup, walks over to Elijah, rolling her eyes.
"Oh, hey there. What's your sob story. All the idiots in this camp seem to have one."
He looks up, tears welling in his eyes. He looks back down. “Go… away…”
"Awwwww, I'm sorry, are you crying? Hah. Grow up."
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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.
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.
Elijah is sat behind a tree on the outskirts of the woods. He’s hyperventilating.
*Hmmm... Should I
A Throw in Leslie to make things worse
B Throw in Clover to try and calm him down
C Throw in Jasper or Chiara to make things much worse
orr
B Throw in Joey to ridicule Elijah*
*Joey, my boy is gonna suffer. But your choice, of course*
*HEHEHE*
Joey, a small Korean girl with heavy makeup, walks over to Elijah, rolling her eyes.
"Oh, hey there. What's your sob story. All the idiots in this camp seem to have one."
He looks up, tears welling in his eyes. He looks back down. “Go… away…”
"Awwwww, I'm sorry, are you crying? Hah. Grow up."
“…grow up?” He pauses for a long while, a tear running down his cheek. He clenches his fists, trembling. “Can you please- leave me alone-…” he mumbles, a bit more angry this time.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Elijah is sat behind a tree on the outskirts of the woods. He’s hyperventilating.
*Hmmm... Should I
A Throw in Leslie to make things worse
B Throw in Clover to try and calm him down
C Throw in Jasper or Chiara to make things much worse
orr
B Throw in Joey to ridicule Elijah*
*Joey, my boy is gonna suffer. But your choice, of course*
*HEHEHE*
Joey, a small Korean girl with heavy makeup, walks over to Elijah, rolling her eyes.
"Oh, hey there. What's your sob story. All the idiots in this camp seem to have one."
He looks up, tears welling in his eyes. He looks back down. “Go… away…”
"Awwwww, I'm sorry, are you crying? Hah. Grow up."
“…grow up?” He pauses for a long while, a tear running down his cheek. He clenches his fists, trembling. “Can you please- leave me alone-…” he mumbles, a bit more angry this time.
"Yeah, grow up! And no, this is too fun an opportunity to pas up."
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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.
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.
Elijah is sat behind a tree on the outskirts of the woods. He’s hyperventilating.
*Hmmm... Should I
A Throw in Leslie to make things worse
B Throw in Clover to try and calm him down
C Throw in Jasper or Chiara to make things much worse
orr
B Throw in Joey to ridicule Elijah*
*Joey, my boy is gonna suffer. But your choice, of course*
*HEHEHE*
Joey, a small Korean girl with heavy makeup, walks over to Elijah, rolling her eyes.
"Oh, hey there. What's your sob story. All the idiots in this camp seem to have one."
He looks up, tears welling in his eyes. He looks back down. “Go… away…”
"Awwwww, I'm sorry, are you crying? Hah. Grow up."
“…grow up?” He pauses for a long while, a tear running down his cheek. He clenches his fists, trembling. “Can you please- leave me alone-…” he mumbles, a bit more angry this time.
"Yeah, grow up! And no, this is too fun an opportunity to pas up."
He glares. “You have no-… i-idea what’s going on… seriously, go away, I need-… I need to be alone.” He says again, a hint of aggression mixed in with his sadness.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Elijah is sat behind a tree on the outskirts of the woods. He’s hyperventilating.
*Hmmm... Should I
A Throw in Leslie to make things worse
B Throw in Clover to try and calm him down
C Throw in Jasper or Chiara to make things much worse
orr
B Throw in Joey to ridicule Elijah*
*Joey, my boy is gonna suffer. But your choice, of course*
*HEHEHE*
Joey, a small Korean girl with heavy makeup, walks over to Elijah, rolling her eyes.
"Oh, hey there. What's your sob story. All the idiots in this camp seem to have one."
He looks up, tears welling in his eyes. He looks back down. “Go… away…”
"Awwwww, I'm sorry, are you crying? Hah. Grow up."
“…grow up?” He pauses for a long while, a tear running down his cheek. He clenches his fists, trembling. “Can you please- leave me alone-…” he mumbles, a bit more angry this time.
"Yeah, grow up! And no, this is too fun an opportunity to pas up."
He glares. “You have no-… i-idea what’s going on… seriously, go away, I need-… I need to be alone.” He says again, a hint of aggression mixed in with his sadness.
"Too bad, whiny idiot. You don't own this place!"
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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.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
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(if this kid is the child of a titan, did you get approval from arch?)
She whistles "now that is cool. got any other tricks up your sleeve?"
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Oh, my weary soul
We've met your kind before
Set fire to us all
And oh sweet Providence
Come save us from ourselves
From Hell and consequence
*Child of a god*
"Not really."
Hallo
People who aren't from here or DeviantArt might know me from various games or might know me as Dino on some of those games
I will go by these if ya wanna say something nicknames: Dinao, Diano, Or Dino
'tis all
:p
(nevermind then)
"Zeus would be my guess then. dunno of any others who can summon lightning"
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Oh, my weary soul
We've met your kind before
Set fire to us all
And oh sweet Providence
Come save us from ourselves
From Hell and consequence
"Zeus has been my guess for a while."
Skipper squeaks and pokes his head out of Jason's pocket
Hallo
People who aren't from here or DeviantArt might know me from various games or might know me as Dino on some of those games
I will go by these if ya wanna say something nicknames: Dinao, Diano, Or Dino
'tis all
:p
"seems like the most likely one. can I pet Skipper?"
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Oh, my weary soul
We've met your kind before
Set fire to us all
And oh sweet Providence
Come save us from ourselves
From Hell and consequence
"Try to see If you can pet him if he lets you."
Hallo
People who aren't from here or DeviantArt might know me from various games or might know me as Dino on some of those games
I will go by these if ya wanna say something nicknames: Dinao, Diano, Or Dino
'tis all
:p
She holds out her hand to let Skipper sniff it
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Oh, my weary soul
We've met your kind before
Set fire to us all
And oh sweet Providence
Come save us from ourselves
From Hell and consequence
He nods slightly. “Y-yeah… maybe… but it- I feel like it was her… does that make sense?- I don’t know- sorry-“
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
(Good morning everyone)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Oh, my weary soul
We've met your kind before
Set fire to us all
And oh sweet Providence
Come save us from ourselves
From Hell and consequence
"Awwwww, I'm sorry, are you crying? Hah. Grow up."
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.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
*Good morning!*
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.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
“…grow up?” He pauses for a long while, a tear running down his cheek. He clenches his fists, trembling. “Can you please- leave me alone-…” he mumbles, a bit more angry this time.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
(is anyone on atm?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Oh, my weary soul
We've met your kind before
Set fire to us all
And oh sweet Providence
Come save us from ourselves
From Hell and consequence
"Yeah, grow up! And no, this is too fun an opportunity to pas up."
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.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
*Me!*
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.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
(Hru doing)
Luna is sitting by the creek, using the water to try and rinse some of the blood out of her rag
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Oh, my weary soul
We've met your kind before
Set fire to us all
And oh sweet Providence
Come save us from ourselves
From Hell and consequence
He glares. “You have no-… i-idea what’s going on… seriously, go away, I need-… I need to be alone.” He says again, a hint of aggression mixed in with his sadness.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
(Hi there Arch)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Oh, my weary soul
We've met your kind before
Set fire to us all
And oh sweet Providence
Come save us from ourselves
From Hell and consequence
"Too bad, whiny idiot. You don't own this place!"
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.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings