*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
A small fairy flutters by, looking at him curiously.
Sparrow waves to the fairy, smiling widely. "Hi! What's up?"
"... The sky? I think? Usually it is. Sometime's it's down. Only on Tuesdays. My name's Mel! Can I have your name?"
Sparrow chuckles. "I'm Sparrow! And honestly with the whole being underground thing, I think it might not be the sky that's up."
"Well, that's the point! We can't tell if the sky is up or down or not, so it might be down! Thanks for your name, Sparrow!"
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*I can! sparrow?*
*Yes ofc!*
Sparrow wanders around the city, showing his badge to anyone who cares.
*I know most people have em, he's just dumb.*
*vlix doesnt i dont think lol* a white goose-like aarakocra flicks a weird glance at him as he passes, (if we can have our weapons, he has his rifle, if not, he doesnt)
Sparrow grins at the aarakockra widely. "Heya!" He says, waving.
"what? can i help you?"
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(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
"The void is a mouth crying to be filled, a blank mind aching for thought, a cavity desperate for shape."
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
A small fairy flutters by, looking at him curiously.
Sparrow waves to the fairy, smiling widely. "Hi! What's up?"
"... The sky? I think? Usually it is. Sometime's it's down. Only on Tuesdays. My name's Mel! Can I have your name?"
Sparrow chuckles. "I'm Sparrow! And honestly with the whole being underground thing, I think it might not be the sky that's up."
"Well, that's the point! We can't tell if the sky is up or down or not, so it might be down! Thanks for your name, Sparrow!"
"You too, Mel! Are you an adventurer?"
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*I can! sparrow?*
*Yes ofc!*
Sparrow wanders around the city, showing his badge to anyone who cares.
*I know most people have em, he's just dumb.*
*vlix doesnt i dont think lol* a white goose-like aarakocra flicks a weird glance at him as he passes, (if we can have our weapons, he has his rifle, if not, he doesnt)
Sparrow grins at the aarakockra widely. "Heya!" He says, waving.
"what? can i help you?"
"Uh... didja see my badge? Got it for taming a dire wolf!"
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
A small fairy flutters by, looking at him curiously.
Sparrow waves to the fairy, smiling widely. "Hi! What's up?"
"... The sky? I think? Usually it is. Sometime's it's down. Only on Tuesdays. My name's Mel! Can I have your name?"
Sparrow chuckles. "I'm Sparrow! And honestly with the whole being underground thing, I think it might not be the sky that's up."
"Well, that's the point! We can't tell if the sky is up or down or not, so it might be down! Thanks for your name, Sparrow!"
"You too, Mel! Are you an adventurer?"
"... I think so? I signed a contract, which I'm really not a big fan of, but eh. Could be worse."
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
A small fairy flutters by, looking at him curiously.
Sparrow waves to the fairy, smiling widely. "Hi! What's up?"
"... The sky? I think? Usually it is. Sometime's it's down. Only on Tuesdays. My name's Mel! Can I have your name?"
Sparrow chuckles. "I'm Sparrow! And honestly with the whole being underground thing, I think it might not be the sky that's up."
"Well, that's the point! We can't tell if the sky is up or down or not, so it might be down! Thanks for your name, Sparrow!"
"You too, Mel! Are you an adventurer?"
"... I think so? I signed a contract, which I'm really not a big fan of, but eh. Could be worse."
"Wait... those questions were contracts?"
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
A small fairy flutters by, looking at him curiously.
Sparrow waves to the fairy, smiling widely. "Hi! What's up?"
"... The sky? I think? Usually it is. Sometime's it's down. Only on Tuesdays. My name's Mel! Can I have your name?"
Sparrow chuckles. "I'm Sparrow! And honestly with the whole being underground thing, I think it might not be the sky that's up."
"Well, that's the point! We can't tell if the sky is up or down or not, so it might be down! Thanks for your name, Sparrow!"
"You too, Mel! Are you an adventurer?"
"... I think so? I signed a contract, which I'm really not a big fan of, but eh. Could be worse."
"Wait... those questions were contracts?"
"... Yeah? You sing your name and everything. You don't have to worry about it too much though, I'd suppose."
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
A small fairy flutters by, looking at him curiously.
Sparrow waves to the fairy, smiling widely. "Hi! What's up?"
"... The sky? I think? Usually it is. Sometime's it's down. Only on Tuesdays. My name's Mel! Can I have your name?"
Sparrow chuckles. "I'm Sparrow! And honestly with the whole being underground thing, I think it might not be the sky that's up."
"Well, that's the point! We can't tell if the sky is up or down or not, so it might be down! Thanks for your name, Sparrow!"
"You too, Mel! Are you an adventurer?"
"... I think so? I signed a contract, which I'm really not a big fan of, but eh. Could be worse."
"Wait... those questions were contracts?"
"... Yeah? You sing your name and everything. You don't have to worry about it too much though, I'd suppose."
"Okay!" He says, reassured. "You're a lot nicer than the other guy I met. Xavier. He wouldn't answer my questions! It was so rude!"
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*I can! sparrow?*
*Yes ofc!*
Sparrow wanders around the city, showing his badge to anyone who cares.
*I know most people have em, he's just dumb.*
*vlix doesnt i dont think lol* a white goose-like aarakocra flicks a weird glance at him as he passes, (if we can have our weapons, he has his rifle, if not, he doesnt)
Sparrow grins at the aarakockra widely. "Heya!" He says, waving.
"what? can i help you?"
"Uh... didja see my badge? Got it for taming a dire wolf!"
"uh huh... and why do you think everyone cares exactly?"
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(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
"The void is a mouth crying to be filled, a blank mind aching for thought, a cavity desperate for shape."
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
A small fairy flutters by, looking at him curiously.
Sparrow waves to the fairy, smiling widely. "Hi! What's up?"
"... The sky? I think? Usually it is. Sometime's it's down. Only on Tuesdays. My name's Mel! Can I have your name?"
Sparrow chuckles. "I'm Sparrow! And honestly with the whole being underground thing, I think it might not be the sky that's up."
"Well, that's the point! We can't tell if the sky is up or down or not, so it might be down! Thanks for your name, Sparrow!"
"You too, Mel! Are you an adventurer?"
"... I think so? I signed a contract, which I'm really not a big fan of, but eh. Could be worse."
"Wait... those questions were contracts?"
"... Yeah? You sing your name and everything. You don't have to worry about it too much though, I'd suppose."
"Okay!" He says, reassured. "You're a lot nicer than the other guy I met. Xavier. He wouldn't answer my questions! It was so rude!"
"Xavier, huh? Interesting. And I find it's mutually beneficial to listen when people ask questions. I tend to get to know people during the process."
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*I can! sparrow?*
*Yes ofc!*
Sparrow wanders around the city, showing his badge to anyone who cares.
*I know most people have em, he's just dumb.*
*vlix doesnt i dont think lol* a white goose-like aarakocra flicks a weird glance at him as he passes, (if we can have our weapons, he has his rifle, if not, he doesnt)
Sparrow grins at the aarakockra widely. "Heya!" He says, waving.
"what? can i help you?"
"Uh... didja see my badge? Got it for taming a dire wolf!"
"uh huh... and why do you think everyone cares exactly?"
"W-well... I dunno... Aren't people generally happy for others when they do something like that?"
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
A small fairy flutters by, looking at him curiously.
Sparrow waves to the fairy, smiling widely. "Hi! What's up?"
"... The sky? I think? Usually it is. Sometime's it's down. Only on Tuesdays. My name's Mel! Can I have your name?"
Sparrow chuckles. "I'm Sparrow! And honestly with the whole being underground thing, I think it might not be the sky that's up."
"Well, that's the point! We can't tell if the sky is up or down or not, so it might be down! Thanks for your name, Sparrow!"
"You too, Mel! Are you an adventurer?"
"... I think so? I signed a contract, which I'm really not a big fan of, but eh. Could be worse."
"Wait... those questions were contracts?"
"... Yeah? You sing your name and everything. You don't have to worry about it too much though, I'd suppose."
"Okay!" He says, reassured. "You're a lot nicer than the other guy I met. Xavier. He wouldn't answer my questions! It was so rude!"
"Xavier, huh? Interesting. And I find it's mutually beneficial to listen when people ask questions. I tend to get to know people during the process."
"Exactly!" Sparrow agrees loudly, causing many heads to turn his way. He doesn't seem to notice. "But now that I'm an adventurer, he should probably listen to me. Talk to me. Like you said. Mutual benefits."
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
A small fairy flutters by, looking at him curiously.
Sparrow waves to the fairy, smiling widely. "Hi! What's up?"
"... The sky? I think? Usually it is. Sometime's it's down. Only on Tuesdays. My name's Mel! Can I have your name?"
Sparrow chuckles. "I'm Sparrow! And honestly with the whole being underground thing, I think it might not be the sky that's up."
"Well, that's the point! We can't tell if the sky is up or down or not, so it might be down! Thanks for your name, Sparrow!"
"You too, Mel! Are you an adventurer?"
"... I think so? I signed a contract, which I'm really not a big fan of, but eh. Could be worse."
"Wait... those questions were contracts?"
"... Yeah? You sing your name and everything. You don't have to worry about it too much though, I'd suppose."
"Okay!" He says, reassured. "You're a lot nicer than the other guy I met. Xavier. He wouldn't answer my questions! It was so rude!"
"Xavier, huh? Interesting. And I find it's mutually beneficial to listen when people ask questions. I tend to get to know people during the process."
"Exactly!" Sparrow agrees loudly, causing many heads to turn his way. He doesn't seem to notice. "But now that I'm an adventurer, he should probably listen to me. Talk to me. Like you said. Mutual benefits."
"Yes, yes. Speaking of which, I couldn't help but notice, are you a musician?"
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*I can! sparrow?*
*Yes ofc!*
Sparrow wanders around the city, showing his badge to anyone who cares.
*I know most people have em, he's just dumb.*
*vlix doesnt i dont think lol* a white goose-like aarakocra flicks a weird glance at him as he passes, (if we can have our weapons, he has his rifle, if not, he doesnt)
Sparrow grins at the aarakockra widely. "Heya!" He says, waving.
"what? can i help you?"
"Uh... didja see my badge? Got it for taming a dire wolf!"
"uh huh... and why do you think everyone cares exactly?"
"W-well... I dunno... Aren't people generally happy for others when they do something like that?"
"some are, some dont care. and im the latter. so where did you get this badge exactly?"
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(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
"The void is a mouth crying to be filled, a blank mind aching for thought, a cavity desperate for shape."
Sparrow perks up (not that he wasn't perky to begin with) and grins. "Yeah! Are you?"
"... I dabble in the musical arts."
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Uh... one of the like... centers. There was this lady and Xavier and Xavier was SO COOL. He told me some stuff but I kinda forgot it." He shrugs. "Sorry to say, I don't know."
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
Sparrow perks up (not that he wasn't perky to begin with) and grins. "Yeah! Are you?"
"... I dabble in the musical arts."
"That's very vague. But cool! Hey, would you want to start a band? I just had that idea and it seems really cool-this city could use less gloom. Make this a musical hub, ya'know?"
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
Sparrow perks up (not that he wasn't perky to begin with) and grins. "Yeah! Are you?"
"... I dabble in the musical arts."
"That's very vague. But cool! Hey, would you want to start a band? I just had that idea and it seems really cool-this city could use less gloom. Make this a musical hub, ya'know?"
"A band? Sure! That'd be great! That'd be so fun! ... Yeah, I have sorta noticed everyone here's kinda... depressed? Very strange. Although, is is kinda dark, so I get it. I would be depressed to if I was born here. But I wasn't! Ha! Isn't that so hilarious?"
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Uh... one of the like... centers. There was this lady and Xavier and Xavier was SO COOL. He told me some stuff but I kinda forgot it." He shrugs. "Sorry to say, I don't know."
"huh. names vlix by the way, and you are"
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(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
"The void is a mouth crying to be filled, a blank mind aching for thought, a cavity desperate for shape."
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"Well, that's the point! We can't tell if the sky is up or down or not, so it might be down! Thanks for your name, Sparrow!"
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"what? can i help you?"
(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
PM me the word AVACADO
"You too, Mel! Are you an adventurer?"
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
"Uh... didja see my badge? Got it for taming a dire wolf!"
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
"... I think so? I signed a contract, which I'm really not a big fan of, but eh. Could be worse."
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Wait... those questions were contracts?"
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
"... Yeah? You sing your name and everything. You don't have to worry about it too much though, I'd suppose."
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Okay!" He says, reassured. "You're a lot nicer than the other guy I met. Xavier. He wouldn't answer my questions! It was so rude!"
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
"uh huh... and why do you think everyone cares exactly?"
(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
PM me the word AVACADO
"Xavier, huh? Interesting. And I find it's mutually beneficial to listen when people ask questions. I tend to get to know people during the process."
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"W-well... I dunno... Aren't people generally happy for others when they do something like that?"
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
"Exactly!" Sparrow agrees loudly, causing many heads to turn his way. He doesn't seem to notice. "But now that I'm an adventurer, he should probably listen to me. Talk to me. Like you said. Mutual benefits."
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
"Yes, yes. Speaking of which, I couldn't help but notice, are you a musician?"
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"some are, some dont care. and im the latter. so where did you get this badge exactly?"
(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
PM me the word AVACADO
*cut with Gonz.*
Sparrow perks up (not that he wasn't perky to begin with) and grins. "Yeah! Are you?"
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
"... I dabble in the musical arts."
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*cut with Void*
"Uh... one of the like... centers. There was this lady and Xavier and Xavier was SO COOL. He told me some stuff but I kinda forgot it." He shrugs. "Sorry to say, I don't know."
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
"That's very vague. But cool! Hey, would you want to start a band? I just had that idea and it seems really cool-this city could use less gloom. Make this a musical hub, ya'know?"
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
"A band? Sure! That'd be great! That'd be so fun! ... Yeah, I have sorta noticed everyone here's kinda... depressed? Very strange. Although, is is kinda dark, so I get it. I would be depressed to if I was born here. But I wasn't! Ha! Isn't that so hilarious?"
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"huh. names vlix by the way, and you are"
(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
PM me the word AVACADO