Jhin is in his quarters. The only reason anyone knows this is because of the violin. It's very loud. Played well, but loud.
*RP anybody?*
Duan strides towards Jhin’s quarters and knocks on the door. “Great playing!”
Jhin pops his head out. "Why thank you! I've been practicing."
Duan is a tall young man with sleek black hair tied into a braid, wearing green clothing, with green eyes. “What song was that?”
"Oh, just an old folk song from my homeland." Jhin replies. He regards Duan as if he were an art piece, his one visible eye sweeping over his body as if trying to find a hidden detail or an imperfection.
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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.
Jhin is in his quarters. The only reason anyone knows this is because of the violin. It's very loud. Played well, but loud.
*RP anybody?*
Duan strides towards Jhin’s quarters and knocks on the door. “Great playing!”
Jhin pops his head out. "Why thank you! I've been practicing."
Duan is a tall young man with sleek black hair tied into a braid, wearing green clothing, with green eyes. “What song was that?”
"Oh, just an old folk song from my homeland." Jhin replies. He regards Duan as if he were an art piece, his one visible eye sweeping over his body as if trying to find a hidden detail or an imperfection.
Duan has a scar down his neck, white as the moon. “I quite enjoy songs. What is it about?”
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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. But I’ll try my best!
Jhin is in his quarters. The only reason anyone knows this is because of the violin. It's very loud. Played well, but loud.
*RP anybody?*
Duan strides towards Jhin’s quarters and knocks on the door. “Great playing!”
Jhin pops his head out. "Why thank you! I've been practicing."
Duan is a tall young man with sleek black hair tied into a braid, wearing green clothing, with green eyes. “What song was that?”
"Oh, just an old folk song from my homeland." Jhin replies. He regards Duan as if he were an art piece, his one visible eye sweeping over his body as if trying to find a hidden detail or an imperfection.
Duan has a scar down his neck, white as the moon. “I quite enjoy songs. What is it about?”
"The tune itself never really symbolized anything. It used to accompany a tale about a man who, when his time came to an end, ran from death." Jhin examines the scar for a second before looking at Duan directly. "He is hunted down and dies anyway, of course. The tale serves as a warning that some things cannot be avoided. It is one of my personal favorites."
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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.
Jhin is in his quarters. The only reason anyone knows this is because of the violin. It's very loud. Played well, but loud.
*RP anybody?*
Duan strides towards Jhin’s quarters and knocks on the door. “Great playing!”
Jhin pops his head out. "Why thank you! I've been practicing."
Duan is a tall young man with sleek black hair tied into a braid, wearing green clothing, with green eyes. “What song was that?”
"Oh, just an old folk song from my homeland." Jhin replies. He regards Duan as if he were an art piece, his one visible eye sweeping over his body as if trying to find a hidden detail or an imperfection.
Duan has a scar down his neck, white as the moon. “I quite enjoy songs. What is it about?”
"The tune itself never really symbolized anything. It used to accompany a tale about a man who, when his time came to an end, ran from death." Jhin examines the scar for a second before looking at Duan directly. "He is hunted down and dies anyway, of course. The tale serves as a warning that some things cannot be avoided. It is one of my personal favorites."
“Everything can be avoided.” Duan says, sighing. “If you try hard enough.”
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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. But I’ll try my best!
Jhin is in his quarters. The only reason anyone knows this is because of the violin. It's very loud. Played well, but loud.
*RP anybody?*
Duan strides towards Jhin’s quarters and knocks on the door. “Great playing!”
Jhin pops his head out. "Why thank you! I've been practicing."
Duan is a tall young man with sleek black hair tied into a braid, wearing green clothing, with green eyes. “What song was that?”
"Oh, just an old folk song from my homeland." Jhin replies. He regards Duan as if he were an art piece, his one visible eye sweeping over his body as if trying to find a hidden detail or an imperfection.
Duan has a scar down his neck, white as the moon. “I quite enjoy songs. What is it about?”
"The tune itself never really symbolized anything. It used to accompany a tale about a man who, when his time came to an end, ran from death." Jhin examines the scar for a second before looking at Duan directly. "He is hunted down and dies anyway, of course. The tale serves as a warning that some things cannot be avoided. It is one of my personal favorites."
“Everything can be avoided.” Duan says, sighing. “If you try hard enough.”
"I don't think you understand Death enough, my friend." Jhin replies. There's a sinister undertone in his voice. "You cannot run from the Huntress herself. You cannot avoid her arrows forever. Even if you dodge one... well, you almost certainly wont dodge the Wolf's teeth closing around your leg."
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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.
Jhin is in his quarters. The only reason anyone knows this is because of the violin. It's very loud. Played well, but loud.
*RP anybody?*
Duan strides towards Jhin’s quarters and knocks on the door. “Great playing!”
Jhin pops his head out. "Why thank you! I've been practicing."
Duan is a tall young man with sleek black hair tied into a braid, wearing green clothing, with green eyes. “What song was that?”
"Oh, just an old folk song from my homeland." Jhin replies. He regards Duan as if he were an art piece, his one visible eye sweeping over his body as if trying to find a hidden detail or an imperfection.
Duan has a scar down his neck, white as the moon. “I quite enjoy songs. What is it about?”
"The tune itself never really symbolized anything. It used to accompany a tale about a man who, when his time came to an end, ran from death." Jhin examines the scar for a second before looking at Duan directly. "He is hunted down and dies anyway, of course. The tale serves as a warning that some things cannot be avoided. It is one of my personal favorites."
“Everything can be avoided.” Duan says, sighing. “If you try hard enough.”
"I don't think you understand Death enough, my friend." Jhin replies. There's a sinister undertone in his voice. "You cannot run from the Huntress herself. You cannot avoid her arrows forever. Even if you dodge one... well, you almost certainly wont dodge the Wolf's teeth closing around your leg."
“I escaped death. It cannot get me now, nor does it want to. You speak of death as if it is a menace, but death is all I want.”
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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. But I’ll try my best!
Jhin is in his quarters. The only reason anyone knows this is because of the violin. It's very loud. Played well, but loud.
*RP anybody?*
Duan strides towards Jhin’s quarters and knocks on the door. “Great playing!”
Jhin pops his head out. "Why thank you! I've been practicing."
Duan is a tall young man with sleek black hair tied into a braid, wearing green clothing, with green eyes. “What song was that?”
"Oh, just an old folk song from my homeland." Jhin replies. He regards Duan as if he were an art piece, his one visible eye sweeping over his body as if trying to find a hidden detail or an imperfection.
Duan has a scar down his neck, white as the moon. “I quite enjoy songs. What is it about?”
"The tune itself never really symbolized anything. It used to accompany a tale about a man who, when his time came to an end, ran from death." Jhin examines the scar for a second before looking at Duan directly. "He is hunted down and dies anyway, of course. The tale serves as a warning that some things cannot be avoided. It is one of my personal favorites."
“Everything can be avoided.” Duan says, sighing. “If you try hard enough.”
"I don't think you understand Death enough, my friend." Jhin replies. There's a sinister undertone in his voice. "You cannot run from the Huntress herself. You cannot avoid her arrows forever. Even if you dodge one... well, you almost certainly wont dodge the Wolf's teeth closing around your leg."
“I escaped death. It cannot get me now, nor does it want to. You speak of death as if it is a menace, but death is all I want.”
"Death is no menace. It is something we all must accept. Your death may not want your soul, but I guarantee that other reapers will not be so picky." Jhin walks back into his room, leaving the door open, and puts the violin down.
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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.
Jhin is in his quarters. The only reason anyone knows this is because of the violin. It's very loud. Played well, but loud.
*RP anybody?*
Duan strides towards Jhin’s quarters and knocks on the door. “Great playing!”
Jhin pops his head out. "Why thank you! I've been practicing."
Duan is a tall young man with sleek black hair tied into a braid, wearing green clothing, with green eyes. “What song was that?”
"Oh, just an old folk song from my homeland." Jhin replies. He regards Duan as if he were an art piece, his one visible eye sweeping over his body as if trying to find a hidden detail or an imperfection.
Duan has a scar down his neck, white as the moon. “I quite enjoy songs. What is it about?”
"The tune itself never really symbolized anything. It used to accompany a tale about a man who, when his time came to an end, ran from death." Jhin examines the scar for a second before looking at Duan directly. "He is hunted down and dies anyway, of course. The tale serves as a warning that some things cannot be avoided. It is one of my personal favorites."
“Everything can be avoided.” Duan says, sighing. “If you try hard enough.”
"I don't think you understand Death enough, my friend." Jhin replies. There's a sinister undertone in his voice. "You cannot run from the Huntress herself. You cannot avoid her arrows forever. Even if you dodge one... well, you almost certainly wont dodge the Wolf's teeth closing around your leg."
“I escaped death. It cannot get me now, nor does it want to. You speak of death as if it is a menace, but death is all I want.”
"Death is no menace. It is something we all must accept. Your death may not want your soul, but I guarantee that other reapers will not be so picky." Jhin walks back into his room, leaving the door open, and puts the violin down.
“Maybe. Maybe. When I was younger, I wanted to live forever. Learn all the stories. Sing all the songs. Become a hero. But now I am a mere bard that nobody pays attention to. And you? What are you?”
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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. But I’ll try my best!
Jhin is in his quarters. The only reason anyone knows this is because of the violin. It's very loud. Played well, but loud.
*RP anybody?*
Duan strides towards Jhin’s quarters and knocks on the door. “Great playing!”
Jhin pops his head out. "Why thank you! I've been practicing."
Duan is a tall young man with sleek black hair tied into a braid, wearing green clothing, with green eyes. “What song was that?”
"Oh, just an old folk song from my homeland." Jhin replies. He regards Duan as if he were an art piece, his one visible eye sweeping over his body as if trying to find a hidden detail or an imperfection.
Duan has a scar down his neck, white as the moon. “I quite enjoy songs. What is it about?”
"The tune itself never really symbolized anything. It used to accompany a tale about a man who, when his time came to an end, ran from death." Jhin examines the scar for a second before looking at Duan directly. "He is hunted down and dies anyway, of course. The tale serves as a warning that some things cannot be avoided. It is one of my personal favorites."
“Everything can be avoided.” Duan says, sighing. “If you try hard enough.”
"I don't think you understand Death enough, my friend." Jhin replies. There's a sinister undertone in his voice. "You cannot run from the Huntress herself. You cannot avoid her arrows forever. Even if you dodge one... well, you almost certainly wont dodge the Wolf's teeth closing around your leg."
“I escaped death. It cannot get me now, nor does it want to. You speak of death as if it is a menace, but death is all I want.”
"Death is no menace. It is something we all must accept. Your death may not want your soul, but I guarantee that other reapers will not be so picky." Jhin walks back into his room, leaving the door open, and puts the violin down.
“Maybe. Maybe. When I was younger, I wanted to live forever. Learn all the stories. Sing all the songs. Become a hero. But now I am a mere bard that nobody pays attention to. And you? What are you?”
"I am an artist, a performer." Jhin says, walking over to an easel, the paint on it not forming any discernable shape yet.
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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.
Jhin is in his quarters. The only reason anyone knows this is because of the violin. It's very loud. Played well, but loud.
*RP anybody?*
Duan strides towards Jhin’s quarters and knocks on the door. “Great playing!”
Jhin pops his head out. "Why thank you! I've been practicing."
Duan is a tall young man with sleek black hair tied into a braid, wearing green clothing, with green eyes. “What song was that?”
"Oh, just an old folk song from my homeland." Jhin replies. He regards Duan as if he were an art piece, his one visible eye sweeping over his body as if trying to find a hidden detail or an imperfection.
Duan has a scar down his neck, white as the moon. “I quite enjoy songs. What is it about?”
"The tune itself never really symbolized anything. It used to accompany a tale about a man who, when his time came to an end, ran from death." Jhin examines the scar for a second before looking at Duan directly. "He is hunted down and dies anyway, of course. The tale serves as a warning that some things cannot be avoided. It is one of my personal favorites."
“Everything can be avoided.” Duan says, sighing. “If you try hard enough.”
"I don't think you understand Death enough, my friend." Jhin replies. There's a sinister undertone in his voice. "You cannot run from the Huntress herself. You cannot avoid her arrows forever. Even if you dodge one... well, you almost certainly wont dodge the Wolf's teeth closing around your leg."
“I escaped death. It cannot get me now, nor does it want to. You speak of death as if it is a menace, but death is all I want.”
*Isn't Duan just such a quirky little fella? He's so fun and calming.*
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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.
Jhin is in his quarters. The only reason anyone knows this is because of the violin. It's very loud. Played well, but loud.
*RP anybody?*
Duan strides towards Jhin’s quarters and knocks on the door. “Great playing!”
Jhin pops his head out. "Why thank you! I've been practicing."
Duan is a tall young man with sleek black hair tied into a braid, wearing green clothing, with green eyes. “What song was that?”
"Oh, just an old folk song from my homeland." Jhin replies. He regards Duan as if he were an art piece, his one visible eye sweeping over his body as if trying to find a hidden detail or an imperfection.
Duan has a scar down his neck, white as the moon. “I quite enjoy songs. What is it about?”
"The tune itself never really symbolized anything. It used to accompany a tale about a man who, when his time came to an end, ran from death." Jhin examines the scar for a second before looking at Duan directly. "He is hunted down and dies anyway, of course. The tale serves as a warning that some things cannot be avoided. It is one of my personal favorites."
“Everything can be avoided.” Duan says, sighing. “If you try hard enough.”
"I don't think you understand Death enough, my friend." Jhin replies. There's a sinister undertone in his voice. "You cannot run from the Huntress herself. You cannot avoid her arrows forever. Even if you dodge one... well, you almost certainly wont dodge the Wolf's teeth closing around your leg."
“I escaped death. It cannot get me now, nor does it want to. You speak of death as if it is a menace, but death is all I want.”
"Death is no menace. It is something we all must accept. Your death may not want your soul, but I guarantee that other reapers will not be so picky." Jhin walks back into his room, leaving the door open, and puts the violin down.
“Maybe. Maybe. When I was younger, I wanted to live forever. Learn all the stories. Sing all the songs. Become a hero. But now I am a mere bard that nobody pays attention to. And you? What are you?”
"I am an artist, a performer." Jhin says, walking over to an easel, the paint on it not forming any discernable shape yet.
“Perhaps we could collaborate some time. Does the lute go well with the violin? What songs do you know?”
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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. But I’ll try my best!
"Lute and violin? Hmm. Maybe not. However, I can also play the piano." Jhin sits down, pointing towards a grand piano on one side of the room. "And as for songs... I know quite a few. Although I must say that I have never made my own."
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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.
Jhin is in his quarters. The only reason anyone knows this is because of the violin. It's very loud. Played well, but loud.
*RP anybody?*
Duan strides towards Jhin’s quarters and knocks on the door. “Great playing!”
Jhin pops his head out. "Why thank you! I've been practicing."
Duan is a tall young man with sleek black hair tied into a braid, wearing green clothing, with green eyes. “What song was that?”
"Oh, just an old folk song from my homeland." Jhin replies. He regards Duan as if he were an art piece, his one visible eye sweeping over his body as if trying to find a hidden detail or an imperfection.
Duan has a scar down his neck, white as the moon. “I quite enjoy songs. What is it about?”
"The tune itself never really symbolized anything. It used to accompany a tale about a man who, when his time came to an end, ran from death." Jhin examines the scar for a second before looking at Duan directly. "He is hunted down and dies anyway, of course. The tale serves as a warning that some things cannot be avoided. It is one of my personal favorites."
“Everything can be avoided.” Duan says, sighing. “If you try hard enough.”
"I don't think you understand Death enough, my friend." Jhin replies. There's a sinister undertone in his voice. "You cannot run from the Huntress herself. You cannot avoid her arrows forever. Even if you dodge one... well, you almost certainly wont dodge the Wolf's teeth closing around your leg."
“I escaped death. It cannot get me now, nor does it want to. You speak of death as if it is a menace, but death is all I want.”
*Isn't Duan just such a quirky little fella? He's so fun and calming.*
*oh wait uhhhhhh why did I make Duan suicidal…*
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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. But I’ll try my best!
"Lute and violin? Hmm. Maybe not. However, I can also play the piano." Jhin sits down, pointing towards a grand piano on one side of the room. "And as for songs... I know quite a few. Although I must say that I have never made my own."
“I have made a few, although the melody composing part is always the hardest. The lyrics are easy. I enjoy making songs from stories. I’ve visited the ship’s library many a time, looking for stories to make songs of. Piano and lute sounds wonderful.”
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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. But I’ll try my best!
"Lute and violin? Hmm. Maybe not. However, I can also play the piano." Jhin sits down, pointing towards a grand piano on one side of the room. "And as for songs... I know quite a few. Although I must say that I have never made my own."
“I have made a few, although the melody composing part is always the hardest. The lyrics are easy. I enjoy making songs from stories. I’ve visited the ship’s library many a time, looking for stories to make songs of. Piano and lute sounds wonderful.”
"Hmm. It sounds as if we would work well together. With my musical genius and your bardic storytelling..." Despite wearing a mask, Duan can tell Jhin is smiling. "We will make music to die for."
*gtg now.*
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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.
"Lute and violin? Hmm. Maybe not. However, I can also play the piano." Jhin sits down, pointing towards a grand piano on one side of the room. "And as for songs... I know quite a few. Although I must say that I have never made my own."
“I have made a few, although the melody composing part is always the hardest. The lyrics are easy. I enjoy making songs from stories. I’ve visited the ship’s library many a time, looking for stories to make songs of. Piano and lute sounds wonderful.”
"Hmm. It sounds as if we would work well together. With my musical genius and your bardic storytelling..." Despite wearing a mask, Duan can tell Jhin is smiling. "We will make music to die for."
*gtg now.*
Duan raises an eyebrow. “To die for, eh? I can work with that.”
*bye!*
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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. But I’ll try my best!
"Oh, just an old folk song from my homeland." Jhin replies. He regards Duan as if he were an art piece, his one visible eye sweeping over his body as if trying to find a hidden detail or an imperfection.
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.
Duan has a scar down his neck, white as the moon. “I quite enjoy songs. What is it about?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
"The tune itself never really symbolized anything. It used to accompany a tale about a man who, when his time came to an end, ran from death." Jhin examines the scar for a second before looking at Duan directly. "He is hunted down and dies anyway, of course. The tale serves as a warning that some things cannot be avoided. It is one of my personal favorites."
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.
“Everything can be avoided.” Duan says, sighing. “If you try hard enough.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
"I don't think you understand Death enough, my friend." Jhin replies. There's a sinister undertone in his voice. "You cannot run from the Huntress herself. You cannot avoid her arrows forever. Even if you dodge one... well, you almost certainly wont dodge the Wolf's teeth closing around your leg."
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.
“I escaped death. It cannot get me now, nor does it want to. You speak of death as if it is a menace, but death is all I want.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
"Death is no menace. It is something we all must accept. Your death may not want your soul, but I guarantee that other reapers will not be so picky." Jhin walks back into his room, leaving the door open, and puts the violin down.
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.
“Maybe. Maybe. When I was younger, I wanted to live forever. Learn all the stories. Sing all the songs. Become a hero. But now I am a mere bard that nobody pays attention to. And you? What are you?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
"I am an artist, a performer." Jhin says, walking over to an easel, the paint on it not forming any discernable shape yet.
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.
*Isn't Duan just such a quirky little fella? He's so fun and calming.*
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.
“Perhaps we could collaborate some time. Does the lute go well with the violin? What songs do you know?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
*Cut with the banana pancake*
"Lute and violin? Hmm. Maybe not. However, I can also play the piano." Jhin sits down, pointing towards a grand piano on one side of the room. "And as for songs... I know quite a few. Although I must say that I have never made my own."
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.
*oh wait uhhhhhh why did I make Duan suicidal…*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
“I have made a few, although the melody composing part is always the hardest. The lyrics are easy. I enjoy making songs from stories. I’ve visited the ship’s library many a time, looking for stories to make songs of. Piano and lute sounds wonderful.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
Extended Signature!
"Hmm. It sounds as if we would work well together. With my musical genius and your bardic storytelling..." Despite wearing a mask, Duan can tell Jhin is smiling. "We will make music to die for."
*gtg now.*
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.
Duan raises an eyebrow. “To die for, eh? I can work with that.”
*bye!*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds. But I’ll try my best!
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