Leo feels tired, and suddenly a wave of dread washes over him. The energy leaving him, it feels wrong. Something feels wrong
The cultists body begins to change, warping and turning in on itself. It's head snaps backwards, a crown of bone forming around the forehead. His eyes sink inwards, turning black. His lips disappear, baring teeth. His clothes even warp, turning into a crimson suit that seems alive. The body that once was has turned into a slim man wearing a beautiful suit, his skin now raw and red like exposed muscle.
'What the...' Leo stares in awe and horror
The man stands slowly, extra flesh seeming to slough off and disappear before it hits the ground.
They cultists clap their hands again as they back away, bowing their heads in unison. The man turns to Leo, eyes staring deep into his before a raspy voice exhales "Hello.."
'So, you're the Lord of Flesh?'
"That I am.. my dear followers tell me you have a question for me..."
'There's a man I want dead. His name is Cato. He might be mortal. He might be Nightmare. He might be demon, I don't know. But he needs to die'
Leo feels tired, and suddenly a wave of dread washes over him. The energy leaving him, it feels wrong. Something feels wrong
The cultists body begins to change, warping and turning in on itself. It's head snaps backwards, a crown of bone forming around the forehead. His eyes sink inwards, turning black. His lips disappear, baring teeth. His clothes even warp, turning into a crimson suit that seems alive. The body that once was has turned into a slim man wearing a beautiful suit, his skin now raw and red like exposed muscle.
'What the...' Leo stares in awe and horror
The man stands slowly, extra flesh seeming to slough off and disappear before it hits the ground.
They cultists clap their hands again as they back away, bowing their heads in unison. The man turns to Leo, eyes staring deep into his before a raspy voice exhales "Hello.."
'So, you're the Lord of Flesh?'
"That I am.. my dear followers tell me you have a question for me..."
'There's a man I want dead. His name is Cato. He might be mortal. He might be Nightmare. He might be demon, I don't know. But he needs to die'
"And why does he need to die. List his sins to me." He doesn't blink, stepping off the disk which is now broken in half.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
There is a scarecrow in the street. It is made up of old and rusted farm tools, with three arms. The first arm hangs limp at its side. The second carries a jagged scythe. The third sticks up at a strange angle, and carries a lantern on the end of a rotten rope. It's gaping mouth is filled with chipped and sharp triangles that act of teeth, three whole rows of them. It just stands there. Sometimes it subtly moves its head, but otherwise it seems to just a really creepy scarecrow.
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Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
Leo feels tired, and suddenly a wave of dread washes over him. The energy leaving him, it feels wrong. Something feels wrong
The cultists body begins to change, warping and turning in on itself. It's head snaps backwards, a crown of bone forming around the forehead. His eyes sink inwards, turning black. His lips disappear, baring teeth. His clothes even warp, turning into a crimson suit that seems alive. The body that once was has turned into a slim man wearing a beautiful suit, his skin now raw and red like exposed muscle.
'What the...' Leo stares in awe and horror
The man stands slowly, extra flesh seeming to slough off and disappear before it hits the ground.
They cultists clap their hands again as they back away, bowing their heads in unison. The man turns to Leo, eyes staring deep into his before a raspy voice exhales "Hello.."
'So, you're the Lord of Flesh?'
"That I am.. my dear followers tell me you have a question for me..."
'There's a man I want dead. His name is Cato. He might be mortal. He might be Nightmare. He might be demon, I don't know. But he needs to die'
"And why does he need to die. List his sins to me." He doesn't blink, stepping off the disk which is now broken in half.
'He tortured people to death, made people kill each other, killed a whole room just to prove a point. He's not a friendly guy'
He slows down, straightening his clothes and hair. He has a bacon rose in his buttonhole.
The cultists body begins to change, warping and turning in on itself. It's head snaps backwards, a crown of bone forming around the forehead. His eyes sink inwards, turning black. His lips disappear, baring teeth. His clothes even warp, turning into a crimson suit that seems alive. The body that once was has turned into a slim man wearing a beautiful suit, his skin now raw and red like exposed muscle.
The man turns to Atticus, a smile forming at the corners of the raw flesh. "What's a pretty thing like you doing here?" He teased.
He walks forward and delicately puts his hands on the monster's neck, massaging its shoulders gently. "Just lookin' for love, sweetheart." He places a kiss on the man's cheek, right on the corner of his mouth.
Leo feels tired, and suddenly a wave of dread washes over him. The energy leaving him, it feels wrong. Something feels wrong
The cultists body begins to change, warping and turning in on itself. It's head snaps backwards, a crown of bone forming around the forehead. His eyes sink inwards, turning black. His lips disappear, baring teeth. His clothes even warp, turning into a crimson suit that seems alive. The body that once was has turned into a slim man wearing a beautiful suit, his skin now raw and red like exposed muscle.
'What the...' Leo stares in awe and horror
The man stands slowly, extra flesh seeming to slough off and disappear before it hits the ground.
They cultists clap their hands again as they back away, bowing their heads in unison. The man turns to Leo, eyes staring deep into his before a raspy voice exhales "Hello.."
'So, you're the Lord of Flesh?'
"That I am.. my dear followers tell me you have a question for me..."
'There's a man I want dead. His name is Cato. He might be mortal. He might be Nightmare. He might be demon, I don't know. But he needs to die'
"And why does he need to die. List his sins to me." He doesn't blink, stepping off the disk which is now broken in half.
'He tortured people to death, made people kill each other, killed a whole room just to prove a point. He's not a friendly guy'
"Then I shall provide. No one shall harm my creations like that to prove a point.. I shall help you." He grins.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
He slows down, straightening his clothes and hair. He has a bacon rose in his buttonhole.
The cultists body begins to change, warping and turning in on itself. It's head snaps backwards, a crown of bone forming around the forehead. His eyes sink inwards, turning black. His lips disappear, baring teeth. His clothes even warp, turning into a crimson suit that seems alive. The body that once was has turned into a slim man wearing a beautiful suit, his skin now raw and red like exposed muscle.
The man turns to Atticus, a smile forming at the corners of the raw flesh. "What's a pretty thing like you doing here?" He teased.
He walks forward and delicately puts his hands on the monster's neck, massaging its shoulders gently. "Just lookin' for love, sweetheart." He places a kiss on the man's cheek, right on the corner of his mouth.
He dips him, kissing him back, though due to a lack of lips it's more a boop. "Then thank the lords above and below I am here now."
Leo feels tired, and suddenly a wave of dread washes over him. The energy leaving him, it feels wrong. Something feels wrong
The cultists body begins to change, warping and turning in on itself. It's head snaps backwards, a crown of bone forming around the forehead. His eyes sink inwards, turning black. His lips disappear, baring teeth. His clothes even warp, turning into a crimson suit that seems alive. The body that once was has turned into a slim man wearing a beautiful suit, his skin now raw and red like exposed muscle.
'What the...' Leo stares in awe and horror
The man stands slowly, extra flesh seeming to slough off and disappear before it hits the ground.
They cultists clap their hands again as they back away, bowing their heads in unison. The man turns to Leo, eyes staring deep into his before a raspy voice exhales "Hello.."
'So, you're the Lord of Flesh?'
"That I am.. my dear followers tell me you have a question for me..."
'There's a man I want dead. His name is Cato. He might be mortal. He might be Nightmare. He might be demon, I don't know. But he needs to die'
"And why does he need to die. List his sins to me." He doesn't blink, stepping off the disk which is now broken in half.
'He tortured people to death, made people kill each other, killed a whole room just to prove a point. He's not a friendly guy'
"Then I shall provide. No one shall harm my creations like that to prove a point.. I shall help you." He grins.
'Nice one, um, Lord. Are you able to find him just like that, or do you need time?'
There is a scarecrow in the street. It is made up of old and rusted farm tools, with three arms. The first arm hangs limp at its side. The second carries a jagged scythe. The third sticks up at a strange angle, and carries a lantern on the end of a rotten rope. It's gaping mouth is filled with chipped and sharp triangles that act of teeth, three whole rows of them. It just stands there. Sometimes it subtly moves its head, but otherwise it seems to just a really creepy scarecrow.
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Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
Leo feels tired, and suddenly a wave of dread washes over him. The energy leaving him, it feels wrong. Something feels wrong
The cultists body begins to change, warping and turning in on itself. It's head snaps backwards, a crown of bone forming around the forehead. His eyes sink inwards, turning black. His lips disappear, baring teeth. His clothes even warp, turning into a crimson suit that seems alive. The body that once was has turned into a slim man wearing a beautiful suit, his skin now raw and red like exposed muscle.
'What the...' Leo stares in awe and horror
The man stands slowly, extra flesh seeming to slough off and disappear before it hits the ground.
They cultists clap their hands again as they back away, bowing their heads in unison. The man turns to Leo, eyes staring deep into his before a raspy voice exhales "Hello.."
'So, you're the Lord of Flesh?'
"That I am.. my dear followers tell me you have a question for me..."
'There's a man I want dead. His name is Cato. He might be mortal. He might be Nightmare. He might be demon, I don't know. But he needs to die'
"And why does he need to die. List his sins to me." He doesn't blink, stepping off the disk which is now broken in half.
'He tortured people to death, made people kill each other, killed a whole room just to prove a point. He's not a friendly guy'
"Then I shall provide. No one shall harm my creations like that to prove a point.. I shall help you." He grins.
'Nice one, um, Lord. Are you able to find him just like that, or do you need time?'
"Please, call me Carrion. You are not a follower, you are your own person, true and simple. You do not need to use titles on me for we are friends now." He smiles "I will need a bit of time to find a sliver of his essence and hunt that down. If he is here, I will find him."
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Leo feels tired, and suddenly a wave of dread washes over him. The energy leaving him, it feels wrong. Something feels wrong
The cultists body begins to change, warping and turning in on itself. It's head snaps backwards, a crown of bone forming around the forehead. His eyes sink inwards, turning black. His lips disappear, baring teeth. His clothes even warp, turning into a crimson suit that seems alive. The body that once was has turned into a slim man wearing a beautiful suit, his skin now raw and red like exposed muscle.
'What the...' Leo stares in awe and horror
The man stands slowly, extra flesh seeming to slough off and disappear before it hits the ground.
They cultists clap their hands again as they back away, bowing their heads in unison. The man turns to Leo, eyes staring deep into his before a raspy voice exhales "Hello.."
'So, you're the Lord of Flesh?'
"That I am.. my dear followers tell me you have a question for me..."
'There's a man I want dead. His name is Cato. He might be mortal. He might be Nightmare. He might be demon, I don't know. But he needs to die'
"And why does he need to die. List his sins to me." He doesn't blink, stepping off the disk which is now broken in half.
'He tortured people to death, made people kill each other, killed a whole room just to prove a point. He's not a friendly guy'
"Then I shall provide. No one shall harm my creations like that to prove a point.. I shall help you." He grins.
'Nice one, um, Lord. Are you able to find him just like that, or do you need time?'
"Please, call me Carrion. You are not a follower, you are your own person, true and simple. You do not need to use titles on me for we are friends now." He smiles "I will need a bit of time to find a sliver of his essence and hunt that down. If he is here, I will find him."
Carrion would be able to detect traces of his essence in the room. An incredibly faint trace comes from himself, but it appears that his quarry might be in the room with him at the very moment
He walks forward and delicately puts his hands on the monster's neck, massaging its shoulders gently. "Just lookin' for love, sweetheart." He places a kiss on the man's cheek, right on the corner of his mouth.
He dips him, kissing him back, though due to a lack of teeth it's more a boop. "Then thank the lords above and below I am here now."
Atticus flushes, smiling. "Are you being this charming on purpose?" He starts shivering. "I-I was worried 'bout ya, hon."
Leo feels tired, and suddenly a wave of dread washes over him. The energy leaving him, it feels wrong. Something feels wrong
The cultists body begins to change, warping and turning in on itself. It's head snaps backwards, a crown of bone forming around the forehead. His eyes sink inwards, turning black. His lips disappear, baring teeth. His clothes even warp, turning into a crimson suit that seems alive. The body that once was has turned into a slim man wearing a beautiful suit, his skin now raw and red like exposed muscle.
'What the...' Leo stares in awe and horror
The man stands slowly, extra flesh seeming to slough off and disappear before it hits the ground.
They cultists clap their hands again as they back away, bowing their heads in unison. The man turns to Leo, eyes staring deep into his before a raspy voice exhales "Hello.."
'So, you're the Lord of Flesh?'
"That I am.. my dear followers tell me you have a question for me..."
'There's a man I want dead. His name is Cato. He might be mortal. He might be Nightmare. He might be demon, I don't know. But he needs to die'
"And why does he need to die. List his sins to me." He doesn't blink, stepping off the disk which is now broken in half.
'He tortured people to death, made people kill each other, killed a whole room just to prove a point. He's not a friendly guy'
"Then I shall provide. No one shall harm my creations like that to prove a point.. I shall help you." He grins.
'Nice one, um, Lord. Are you able to find him just like that, or do you need time?'
"Please, call me Carrion. You are not a follower, you are your own person, true and simple. You do not need to use titles on me for we are friends now." He smiles "I will need a bit of time to find a sliver of his essence and hunt that down. If he is here, I will find him."
Carrion would be able to detect traces of his essence in the room. An incredibly faint trace comes from himself, but it appears that his quarry might be in the room with him at the very moment
Carrion grins "I do believe he may be here! You are in luck my friend."
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
There is a scarecrow in the street. It is made up of old and rusted farm tools, with three arms. The first arm hangs limp at its side. The second carries a jagged scythe. The third sticks up at a strange angle, and carries a lantern on the end of a rotten rope. It's gaping mouth is filled with chipped and sharp triangles that act of teeth, three whole rows of them. It just stands there. Sometimes it subtly moves its head, but otherwise it seems to just a really creepy scarecrow.
*Aw, Fiddlesticks*
*Also, I don't have any free characters right now, but I will soon.*
He walks forward and delicately puts his hands on the monster's neck, massaging its shoulders gently. "Just lookin' for love, sweetheart." He places a kiss on the man's cheek, right on the corner of his mouth.
He dips him, kissing him back, though due to a lack of teeth it's more a boop. "Then thank the lords above and below I am here now."
Atticus flushes, smiling. "Are you being this charming on purpose?" He starts shivering. "I-I was worried 'bout ya, hon."
"Perhaps, been a century or two since I have seen you. I am thankful I am here now though." He spins Atticus "I was worried about you too, I watched when I couldn't speak."
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
There is a scarecrow in the street. It is made up of old and rusted farm tools, with three arms. The first arm hangs limp at its side. The second carries a jagged scythe. The third sticks up at a strange angle, and carries a lantern on the end of a rotten rope. It's gaping mouth is filled with chipped and sharp triangles that act of teeth, three whole rows of them. It just stands there. Sometimes it subtly moves its head, but otherwise it seems to just a really creepy scarecrow.
*Aw, Fiddlesticks*
*Also, I don't have any free characters right now, but I will soon.*
*ok cool*
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Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
Leo feels tired, and suddenly a wave of dread washes over him. The energy leaving him, it feels wrong. Something feels wrong
The cultists body begins to change, warping and turning in on itself. It's head snaps backwards, a crown of bone forming around the forehead. His eyes sink inwards, turning black. His lips disappear, baring teeth. His clothes even warp, turning into a crimson suit that seems alive. The body that once was has turned into a slim man wearing a beautiful suit, his skin now raw and red like exposed muscle.
'What the...' Leo stares in awe and horror
The man stands slowly, extra flesh seeming to slough off and disappear before it hits the ground.
They cultists clap their hands again as they back away, bowing their heads in unison. The man turns to Leo, eyes staring deep into his before a raspy voice exhales "Hello.."
'So, you're the Lord of Flesh?'
"That I am.. my dear followers tell me you have a question for me..."
'There's a man I want dead. His name is Cato. He might be mortal. He might be Nightmare. He might be demon, I don't know. But he needs to die'
"And why does he need to die. List his sins to me." He doesn't blink, stepping off the disk which is now broken in half.
'He tortured people to death, made people kill each other, killed a whole room just to prove a point. He's not a friendly guy'
"Then I shall provide. No one shall harm my creations like that to prove a point.. I shall help you." He grins.
'Nice one, um, Lord. Are you able to find him just like that, or do you need time?'
"Please, call me Carrion. You are not a follower, you are your own person, true and simple. You do not need to use titles on me for we are friends now." He smiles "I will need a bit of time to find a sliver of his essence and hunt that down. If he is here, I will find him."
Carrion would be able to detect traces of his essence in the room. An incredibly faint trace comes from himself, but it appears that his quarry might be in the room with him at the very moment
Carrion grins "I do believe he may be here! You are in luck my friend."
'Good, good.' Leo pulls out his gun, looking over the room.
Leo feels tired, and suddenly a wave of dread washes over him. The energy leaving him, it feels wrong. Something feels wrong
The cultists body begins to change, warping and turning in on itself. It's head snaps backwards, a crown of bone forming around the forehead. His eyes sink inwards, turning black. His lips disappear, baring teeth. His clothes even warp, turning into a crimson suit that seems alive. The body that once was has turned into a slim man wearing a beautiful suit, his skin now raw and red like exposed muscle.
'What the...' Leo stares in awe and horror
The man stands slowly, extra flesh seeming to slough off and disappear before it hits the ground.
They cultists clap their hands again as they back away, bowing their heads in unison. The man turns to Leo, eyes staring deep into his before a raspy voice exhales "Hello.."
'So, you're the Lord of Flesh?'
"That I am.. my dear followers tell me you have a question for me..."
'There's a man I want dead. His name is Cato. He might be mortal. He might be Nightmare. He might be demon, I don't know. But he needs to die'
"And why does he need to die. List his sins to me." He doesn't blink, stepping off the disk which is now broken in half.
'He tortured people to death, made people kill each other, killed a whole room just to prove a point. He's not a friendly guy'
"Then I shall provide. No one shall harm my creations like that to prove a point.. I shall help you." He grins.
'Nice one, um, Lord. Are you able to find him just like that, or do you need time?'
"Please, call me Carrion. You are not a follower, you are your own person, true and simple. You do not need to use titles on me for we are friends now." He smiles "I will need a bit of time to find a sliver of his essence and hunt that down. If he is here, I will find him."
Carrion would be able to detect traces of his essence in the room. An incredibly faint trace comes from himself, but it appears that his quarry might be in the room with him at the very moment
Carrion grins "I do believe he may be here! You are in luck my friend."
'Good, good.' Leo pulls out his gun, looking over the room.
Mayor Pearson stares in horror at the scene
Carrion grins and slides over "You.. you seem worried. Are you worried of me?"
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
'Why would I be worried of a man made of blood and muscle who appeared out of nowhere and seems to be some sort of god? And maybe I'm worried that there's a sadistic serial killer in the room, no way that could end badly'
'Why would I be worried of a man made of blood and muscle who appeared out of nowhere and seems to be some sort of god? And maybe I'm worried that there's a sadistic serial killer in the room, no way that could end badly'
"A killer, this Cato yes? You seem worried horribly so, I wonder if you know where he may be." He chuckles and snaps his head around to Leo "is this one safe in your eyes?"
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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'There's a man I want dead. His name is Cato. He might be mortal. He might be Nightmare. He might be demon, I don't know. But he needs to die'
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"And why does he need to die. List his sins to me." He doesn't blink, stepping off the disk which is now broken in half.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
There is a scarecrow in the street. It is made up of old and rusted farm tools, with three arms. The first arm hangs limp at its side. The second carries a jagged scythe. The third sticks up at a strange angle, and carries a lantern on the end of a rotten rope. It's gaping mouth is filled with chipped and sharp triangles that act of teeth, three whole rows of them.
It just stands there. Sometimes it subtly moves its head, but otherwise it seems to just a really creepy scarecrow.
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My other account is EJODM29715.
'He tortured people to death, made people kill each other, killed a whole room just to prove a point. He's not a friendly guy'
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He walks forward and delicately puts his hands on the monster's neck, massaging its shoulders gently. "Just lookin' for love, sweetheart." He places a kiss on the man's cheek, right on the corner of his mouth.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"Then I shall provide. No one shall harm my creations like that to prove a point.. I shall help you." He grins.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He dips him, kissing him back, though due to a lack of lips it's more a boop. "Then thank the lords above and below I am here now."
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
'Nice one, um, Lord. Are you able to find him just like that, or do you need time?'
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Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My other account is EJODM29715.
"Please, call me Carrion. You are not a follower, you are your own person, true and simple. You do not need to use titles on me for we are friends now." He smiles "I will need a bit of time to find a sliver of his essence and hunt that down. If he is here, I will find him."
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Carrion would be able to detect traces of his essence in the room. An incredibly faint trace comes from himself, but it appears that his quarry might be in the room with him at the very moment
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Atticus flushes, smiling. "Are you being this charming on purpose?" He starts shivering. "I-I was worried 'bout ya, hon."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Carrion grins "I do believe he may be here! You are in luck my friend."
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Aw, Fiddlesticks*
*Also, I don't have any free characters right now, but I will soon.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"Perhaps, been a century or two since I have seen you. I am thankful I am here now though." He spins Atticus "I was worried about you too, I watched when I couldn't speak."
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*ok cool*
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My other account is EJODM29715.
'Good, good.' Leo pulls out his gun, looking over the room.
Mayor Pearson stares in horror at the scene
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Carrion grins and slides over "You.. you seem worried. Are you worried of me?"
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*cut for Wendigo*
'Why would I be worried of a man made of blood and muscle who appeared out of nowhere and seems to be some sort of god? And maybe I'm worried that there's a sadistic serial killer in the room, no way that could end badly'
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"A killer, this Cato yes? You seem worried horribly so, I wonder if you know where he may be." He chuckles and snaps his head around to Leo "is this one safe in your eyes?"
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]