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.
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.
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.
Another soldier, large and tall, is looking around, tired, dirty, shaky breathing, and traumatized. They look from left to right, surveying around themself
Another soldier, large and tall, is looking around, tired, dirty, shaky breathing, and traumatized. They look from left to right, surveying around themself
Will nervously looks at him, wondering if he should speak. Finally, he does. “It’s cold out here, isn’t it? Not like at home.”
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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.
Another soldier, large and tall, is looking around, tired, dirty, shaky breathing, and traumatized. They look from left to right, surveying around themself
Will nervously looks at him, wondering if he should speak. Finally, he does. “It’s cold out here, isn’t it? Not like at home.”
He looks to Will. "Yeah. It's... nothing like home" He sighs, looking left and right again.
Another soldier, large and tall, is looking around, tired, dirty, shaky breathing, and traumatized. They look from left to right, surveying around themself
Will nervously looks at him, wondering if he should speak. Finally, he does. “It’s cold out here, isn’t it? Not like at home.”
He looks to Will. "Yeah. It's... nothing like home" He sighs, looking left and right again.
“Where are you from?”
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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.
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.
Another soldier, large and tall, is looking around, tired, dirty, shaky breathing, and traumatized. They look from left to right, surveying around themself
Will nervously looks at him, wondering if he should speak. Finally, he does. “It’s cold out here, isn’t it? Not like at home.”
He looks to Will. "Yeah. It's... nothing like home" He sighs, looking left and right again.
Another soldier, large and tall, is looking around, tired, dirty, shaky breathing, and traumatized. They look from left to right, surveying around themself
Will nervously looks at him, wondering if he should speak. Finally, he does. “It’s cold out here, isn’t it? Not like at home.”
He looks to Will. "Yeah. It's... nothing like home" He sighs, looking left and right again.
“Where are you from?”
"Canada. Ontario. Toronto."
“California.” He says. “I’m Will.”
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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.
Another soldier, large and tall, is looking around, tired, dirty, shaky breathing, and traumatized. They look from left to right, surveying around themself
Will nervously looks at him, wondering if he should speak. Finally, he does. “It’s cold out here, isn’t it? Not like at home.”
He looks to Will. "Yeah. It's... nothing like home" He sighs, looking left and right again.
Another soldier, large and tall, is looking around, tired, dirty, shaky breathing, and traumatized. They look from left to right, surveying around themself
Will nervously looks at him, wondering if he should speak. Finally, he does. “It’s cold out here, isn’t it? Not like at home.”
He looks to Will. "Yeah. It's... nothing like home" He sighs, looking left and right again.
“Where are you from?”
"Canada. Ontario. Toronto."
“California.” He says. “I’m Will.”
He holds out a hand to shake "I'm John"
He shakes it. “What do you think the guy meant when he said that we were special?”
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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.
Another soldier, large and tall, is looking around, tired, dirty, shaky breathing, and traumatized. They look from left to right, surveying around themself
Will nervously looks at him, wondering if he should speak. Finally, he does. “It’s cold out here, isn’t it? Not like at home.”
He looks to Will. "Yeah. It's... nothing like home" He sighs, looking left and right again.
“Where are you from?”
"Canada. Ontario. Toronto."
“California.” He says. “I’m Will.”
He holds out a hand to shake "I'm John"
He shakes it. “What do you think the guy meant when he said that we were special?”
"Unhuman. Beyond strength, unreasonable logical, and so on"
Another soldier, large and tall, is looking around, tired, dirty, shaky breathing, and traumatized. They look from left to right, surveying around themself
Will nervously looks at him, wondering if he should speak. Finally, he does. “It’s cold out here, isn’t it? Not like at home.”
He looks to Will. "Yeah. It's... nothing like home" He sighs, looking left and right again.
“Where are you from?”
"Canada. Ontario. Toronto."
“California.” He says. “I’m Will.”
He holds out a hand to shake "I'm John"
He shakes it. “What do you think the guy meant when he said that we were special?”
"Unhuman. Beyond strength, unreasonable logical, and so on"
“I’m not any of those. Sure, I’m a good shot with a hunting rifle, but I’m not much else.”
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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.
“I’m not any of those. Sure, I’m a good shot with a hunting rifle, but I’m not much else.”
"How good?"
“I can hit the center pretty well.” He fires at a target a few times. They’re all relatively close to the target, but nothing too good.
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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.
*Anyone here?*
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.
Extended Signature!
*Me*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Wanna rp?*
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.
Extended Signature!
*Ye :3*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Will is standing guard at the edge of the camp.
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.
Extended Signature!
Another soldier, large and tall, is looking around, tired, dirty, shaky breathing, and traumatized. They look from left to right, surveying around themself
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Will nervously looks at him, wondering if he should speak. Finally, he does. “It’s cold out here, isn’t it? Not like at home.”
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.
Extended Signature!
*I'll join later.*
He looks to Will. "Yeah. It's... nothing like home" He sighs, looking left and right again.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“Where are you from?”
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.
Extended Signature!
*Hey Ash!*
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.
Extended Signature!
"Canada. Ontario. Toronto."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“California.” He says. “I’m Will.”
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.
Extended Signature!
He holds out a hand to shake "I'm John"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
He shakes it. “What do you think the guy meant when he said that we were special?”
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.
Extended Signature!
"Unhuman. Beyond strength, unreasonable logical, and so on"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“I’m not any of those. Sure, I’m a good shot with a hunting rifle, but I’m not much else.”
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.
Extended Signature!
"How good?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“I can hit the center pretty well.” He fires at a target a few times. They’re all relatively close to the target, but nothing too good.
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.
Extended Signature!
He just nods a bit, in approval
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.