'Perhaps you are right. But I cannot be sure. This is your fight, not mine'
'Who is it, what's he want?' Leo aims his gun
"We shall leave you alone then." They bow and walk back over to the group.
"We are unsure, he watches despite our pleas that he joins in. He is strong, capable. We smelled him from the depths of the dirt."
'Do we need to be on our guard? Whose side is he on?'
"Like we said, we are unsure. You are welcome to join the ritual if you so please however."
'Depends, what can I get from it?'
"What do you want?"
'Cato. Dead.'
"You can ask when he arrives. If he can, he will. He is more likely to help if you help us raise him from slumber."
'Ok, I'm interested. What I gotta do?'
"We have what we need so far, but your energy will be useful. We wake him by drawing meager energy from our own souls. Nothing painful nor dangerous, more so a sliver of your life essence."
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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."
*Nightmares? Cool. I will make a creature that IS nightmares. Literally. Fear in a corporeal form.*
*Well, a Nightmare typically is that sort of thing, but most of the time they embody more general negative emotions toward a specific thing. Like fear, disgust, and resentment toward waste and refuse, for example.*
'Perhaps you are right. But I cannot be sure. This is your fight, not mine'
'Who is it, what's he want?' Leo aims his gun
"We shall leave you alone then." They bow and walk back over to the group.
"We are unsure, he watches despite our pleas that he joins in. He is strong, capable. We smelled him from the depths of the dirt."
'Do we need to be on our guard? Whose side is he on?'
"Like we said, we are unsure. You are welcome to join the ritual if you so please however."
'Depends, what can I get from it?'
"What do you want?"
'Cato. Dead.'
"You can ask when he arrives. If he can, he will. He is more likely to help if you help us raise him from slumber."
'Ok, I'm interested. What I gotta do?'
"We have what we need so far, but your energy will be useful. We wake him by drawing meager energy from our own souls. Nothing painful nor dangerous, more so a sliver of your life essence."
'I don't know if I got much to give, but I sure don't have much to lose. So yeah, let's go with it. I'll be damned already'
An overturned trash bin on the sidewalk shifts slightly, independent of wind or gravity. Something’s alive in it.
A man stops besides it, sitting the trash can back upright. He wears a black suit, he looks human but his smile is too big, too perfect
The sound of agitated (or anxious) rustling is audible from within, and suddenly, the lid flies open from an inside impact. But looking inside, all you’d see is bags full of shredded paper.
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she/her since june 2025
fat scored off bone, hope singed from soul, blood drained from heart. now EAT, and relish that crunch of the viscera that you have made of me.
'Perhaps you are right. But I cannot be sure. This is your fight, not mine'
'Who is it, what's he want?' Leo aims his gun
"We shall leave you alone then." They bow and walk back over to the group.
"We are unsure, he watches despite our pleas that he joins in. He is strong, capable. We smelled him from the depths of the dirt."
'Do we need to be on our guard? Whose side is he on?'
"Like we said, we are unsure. You are welcome to join the ritual if you so please however."
'Depends, what can I get from it?'
"What do you want?"
'Cato. Dead.'
"You can ask when he arrives. If he can, he will. He is more likely to help if you help us raise him from slumber."
'Ok, I'm interested. What I gotta do?'
"We have what we need so far, but your energy will be useful. We wake him by drawing meager energy from our own souls. Nothing painful nor dangerous, more so a sliver of your life essence."
'I don't know if I got much to give, but I sure don't have much to lose. So yeah, let's go with it. I'll be damned already'
"He is not like devils, he will not own you, you will not be damned in his presence nor what you will partake in. His is an elder god, something before good and evil."
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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."
An overturned trash bin on the sidewalk shifts slightly, independent of wind or gravity. Something’s alive in it.
A man stops besides it, sitting the trash can back upright. He wears a black suit, he looks human but his smile is too big, too perfect
The sound of agitated (or anxious) rustling is audible from within, and suddenly, the lid flies open from an inside impact. But looking inside, all you’d see is bags full of shredded paper.
He sighs and tilts his head "Racoons once more.."
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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."
'Perhaps you are right. But I cannot be sure. This is your fight, not mine'
'Who is it, what's he want?' Leo aims his gun
"We shall leave you alone then." They bow and walk back over to the group.
"We are unsure, he watches despite our pleas that he joins in. He is strong, capable. We smelled him from the depths of the dirt."
'Do we need to be on our guard? Whose side is he on?'
"Like we said, we are unsure. You are welcome to join the ritual if you so please however."
'Depends, what can I get from it?'
"What do you want?"
'Cato. Dead.'
"You can ask when he arrives. If he can, he will. He is more likely to help if you help us raise him from slumber."
'Ok, I'm interested. What I gotta do?'
"We have what we need so far, but your energy will be useful. We wake him by drawing meager energy from our own souls. Nothing painful nor dangerous, more so a sliver of your life essence."
'I don't know if I got much to give, but I sure don't have much to lose. So yeah, let's go with it. I'll be damned already'
"He is not like devils, he will not own you, you will not be damned in his presence nor what you will partake in. His is an elder god, something before good and evil."
'Sure. Whatever. You win. Cato dead. Everyone happy'
"We shall leave you alone then." They bow and walk back over to the group.
"We are unsure, he watches despite our pleas that he joins in. He is strong, capable. We smelled him from the depths of the dirt."
"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]
'Do we need to be on our guard? Whose side is he on?'
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"Like we said, we are unsure. You are welcome to join the ritual if you so please however."
"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]
*Nightmares? Cool. I will make a creature that IS nightmares. Literally. Fear in a corporeal form.*
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.
*we still have hope*
An overturned trash bin on the sidewalk shifts slightly, independent of wind or gravity. Something’s alive in it.
she/her since june 2025
fat scored off bone, hope singed from soul, blood drained from heart. now EAT, and relish that crunch of the viscera that you have made of me.
'Depends, what can I get from it?'
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A gaunt, long-limbed dude with dark beady eyes peers into the bin. 'Hello there'
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A man stops besides it, sitting the trash can back upright. He wears a black suit, he looks human but his smile is too big, too perfect
"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]
"What do you want?"
"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]
'Cato. Dead.'
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"You can ask when he arrives. If he can, he will. He is more likely to help if you help us raise him from slumber."
"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, I'm interested. What I gotta do?'
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"We have what we need so far, but your energy will be useful. We wake him by drawing meager energy from our own souls. Nothing painful nor dangerous, more so a sliver of your life essence."
"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]
*Well, a Nightmare typically is that sort of thing, but most of the time they embody more general negative emotions toward a specific thing. Like fear, disgust, and resentment toward waste and refuse, for example.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
'I don't know if I got much to give, but I sure don't have much to lose. So yeah, let's go with it. I'll be damned already'
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The sound of agitated (or anxious) rustling is audible from within, and suddenly, the lid flies open from an inside impact. But looking inside, all you’d see is bags full of shredded paper.
she/her since june 2025
fat scored off bone, hope singed from soul, blood drained from heart. now EAT, and relish that crunch of the viscera that you have made of me.
"He is not like devils, he will not own you, you will not be damned in his presence nor what you will partake in. His is an elder god, something before good and evil."
"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 sighs and tilts his head "Racoons once more.."
"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]
'Sure. Whatever. You win. Cato dead. Everyone happy'
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