*I could! I’ve got a ridiculous amount of characters, but here are their summaries: “I love you so much that I carry out your legacy centuries later”, tree-hugger, the boi, “I love backstabbing my allies”, teenager who just randomly became a god, that boss who won’t die, and hawt.*
*Ah! I have sad pre-teen of death, fish of death, sheep of gay history nerds and cycles (watching battle), depressed gay creeture that copes be being an evil little gremlin, and the concept of me maybe making a deep dread, or a deep delusion, or smth else*
*Sheep of gay history nerds?*
*Cycles, Malihas, Mhauzhihais, but do nooot get too attached cuz I have plans that could kill them depending on all of y'alls choices.*
*I want evil gremlin pls! With uhhhhh Quintin! Haven’t used him in a while.*
A jester with a white mask instead of a face, featureless but with two black eye shapes and a black jaw shape is adjusting their attire. They have a jester cap with two prongs, right side black the other white, both with golden bells. Their right body is black with a pattern of thin white lines, and the left the opposide. They have an open jester coat with a tie, a large neck ruffle, their limb colours opposite to their body. They have a long twisting tail, and a devilish smile, They push their tie, and climb a tree. "Wow... oh the woes! You think you not interact with me, fellow gods; tis a shame..." *cries* "Why... oh... why? Maybe I'll MAKE THEM notice!? Heh. Humour! Humour!"
The jester hears the sound of a howl, as a group of soldiers race through the forest. The one carrying the rear, a handsome lad in gladiator’s armor, looks up at them. “Why hello there. You’re quite interesting.”
“Sounds nice. How did you achieve that without the mortals rebelling?”
"The mortals existed in their own sections//cities, every nanoangstrom as peaceful//appealing as the wilderness. They were content with me//us providing for them"
“I assume that required quite a bit of control?”
"No. With me//us taking care of them, their incessant need slowly dwindled. Furthermore, this was a period of millions of years. Respecting wilderness became ingrained in society with my//our help"
“Huh. A world that lasted millions of years. That’s unique. Must’ve been something special.”
"Yes. It was."
“Was there any magic?”
"No. Magic is a tool of inequality//oppression"
“Interesting perspective. Tell me more.”
"Yes, some magic can be learned, however, some magic is hereditary, giving some an inherent advantage over others. Furthermore, magic gained from learning can be passed along genetics, however, this is unpredictable. Invariably, a small fraction of society ends up with inherent power over a larger fraction."
“In my world, magic could be learned by anyone. But there was an advantage, as the rich always had more tools for learning. How did you deal with wealth inequality?”
"Technically, I//we was//were referring to this world previously. There was no magic on my//our homeworld. As for wealth inequality, I//we simply removed the monetary system. I//we could do all necessary labor, and if someone wanted to work out of passion//love, they were allowed."
“Huh, interesting. Obviously, most worlds don’t have machines? like you, so what would you advise for those?”
"What do you mean?"
“Say if you had a connection to another world but no power to do anything. The world had magic and was horribly ruined. What would you tell the people of that world?”
*believe Kather goes next, if yall will let me use my onions roll.*
*Yeah, I don't mind*
*Sorry for the dice rolls, I'm on mobile*
Kather will throw her spear twice at bel
Hit: 32, 23
Damage: 35, 35 (no resistance)
Before repositioning to put the forge between her and bel
Bellumor growls as the spear stabs him both times, eyes blazing behind his helmet visor to a solid flaming red as he lunges forward, right past ignis (assuming he wouldn't give an opportunity attack to ignis)
"Very much ingrained. And I much agree, no matter who influences something, that thing will keep ticking on and on, until it either ends and crumbles to dust with the test of time or flourishes into something new"
“Would you like to come to my clearing? I have tea.” She pauses. “And puppies. We can discuss in greater depth there.”
He bows slightly "I would be honored, dear Eden. Lead the way" his eye clock starts up again, but muted
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FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*believe Kather goes next, if yall will let me use my onions roll.*
*Yeah, I don't mind*
*Sorry for the dice rolls, I'm on mobile*
Kather will throw her spear twice at bel
Hit: 32, 23
Damage: 35, 35 (no resistance)
Before repositioning to put the forge between her and bel
Bellumor growls as the spear stabs him both times, eyes blazing behind his helmet visor to a solid flaming red as he lunges forward, right past ignis (assuming he wouldn't give an opportunity attack to ignis)
*believe Kather goes next, if yall will let me use my onions roll.*
*Yeah, I don't mind*
*Sorry for the dice rolls, I'm on mobile*
Kather will throw her spear twice at bel
Hit: 32, 23
Damage: 35, 35 (no resistance)
Before repositioning to put the forge between her and bel
Bellumor growls as the spear stabs him both times, eyes blazing behind his helmet visor to a solid flaming red as he lunges forward, right past ignis (assuming he wouldn't give an opportunity attack to ignis)
Strike 1: 6 dmg: 22
Strike 2: 15 DMG: 31
Strike 3: 16 dmg: 29
*A whole one hit*
*Just! Your turn!*
I want to bonk bel
14
23
Second does in fact hit
Ambiguous?
*ya?*
*Damage?*
*i forgot what to roll*
*So... Just skip?*
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Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*jester? Devil? Switching color scheme? Neck ruff? Mask instead of face? Imprisoned? Repeats the last word of their sentence? I know what you are...*
*Jevil has ears! And (seemingly) tangible teeth. And pudge. So I'm so original. (Lowkey I forget Jevil existed making The Jester)*
**Narrows eyes**
*Mine is not in jail and has no freedom! So toootally 100% the opposite!*
*Weren't they trapped in a jar or something?*
*yep and Arachnis let them out*
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Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
"Very much ingrained. And I much agree, no matter who influences something, that thing will keep ticking on and on, until it either ends and crumbles to dust with the test of time or flourishes into something new"
“Would you like to come to my clearing? I have tea.” She pauses. “And puppies. We can discuss in greater depth there.”
He bows slightly "I would be honored, dear Eden. Lead the way" his eye clock starts up again, but muted
“Hm.” She glances back at his eye, frowning, but doesn’t remark. She leads him through the forest, the brambles clearing at her command and obscuring the way after Tempus has crossed them. “Merely a precaution. If you wish to leave, feel free to, I do not wish for mortals to enter my domain.”
“Sounds nice. How did you achieve that without the mortals rebelling?”
"The mortals existed in their own sections//cities, every nanoangstrom as peaceful//appealing as the wilderness. They were content with me//us providing for them"
“I assume that required quite a bit of control?”
"No. With me//us taking care of them, their incessant need slowly dwindled. Furthermore, this was a period of millions of years. Respecting wilderness became ingrained in society with my//our help"
“Huh. A world that lasted millions of years. That’s unique. Must’ve been something special.”
"Yes. It was."
“Was there any magic?”
"No. Magic is a tool of inequality//oppression"
“Interesting perspective. Tell me more.”
"Yes, some magic can be learned, however, some magic is hereditary, giving some an inherent advantage over others. Furthermore, magic gained from learning can be passed along genetics, however, this is unpredictable. Invariably, a small fraction of society ends up with inherent power over a larger fraction."
“In my world, magic could be learned by anyone. But there was an advantage, as the rich always had more tools for learning. How did you deal with wealth inequality?”
"Technically, I//we was//were referring to this world previously. There was no magic on my//our homeworld. As for wealth inequality, I//we simply removed the monetary system. I//we could do all necessary labor, and if someone wanted to work out of passion//love, they were allowed."
“Huh, interesting. Obviously, most worlds don’t have machines? like you, so what would you advise for those?”
"What do you mean?"
“Say if you had a connection to another world but no power to do anything. The world had magic and was horribly ruined. What would you tell the people of that world?”
"I//we would calculate a way to fix the world, and instruct the denizens on how to do that"
*cut with meta. Britishly lol. Do they also say bloody?*
“Then we are certainly unsafe here. It would be best to dispose of this metal. And perhaps this mortal as well-if they’re going to keep insulting me.”
*Sometimes! Like me, their accent changes depending on mood*
"Oy! Don't dispose of me! I'm very helpful! Sheesh, what are you, the God of Pride or something!?"
"...Yes..."
"Oh. That explains it then."
"I...agree.... We should....destroy...the...metal."
“Alright. Well. Do you know how to get there? Obviously, it’ll take a while, but at least you’ll be able to pull some weight.”
"No...We...don't know...But...it's made by...a...God...named...Ignis."
“Huh. Alright, then. I will ask for directions. Don’t go far.”
"I...Won't...Don't...worry :3" Sonder replied, beginning to munch on the top of a tree
*I love that my two gods are A. Manifestation of my ADHD. and B. A really big snail.*
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Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
*i can’t right now because im going to bed in like 5-10 mins, but i feel like meta and I should probably roleplay Eden and puppies shenanigans sometime.*
*I could! I’ve got a ridiculous amount of characters, but here are their summaries: “I love you so much that I carry out your legacy centuries later”, tree-hugger, the boi, “I love backstabbing my allies”, teenager who just randomly became a god, that boss who won’t die, and hawt.*
*Ah! I have sad pre-teen of death, fish of death, sheep of gay history nerds and cycles (watching battle), depressed gay creeture that copes be being an evil little gremlin, and the concept of me maybe making a deep dread, or a deep delusion, or smth else*
*Sheep of gay history nerds?*
*Cycles, Malihas, Mhauzhihais, but do nooot get too attached cuz I have plans that could kill them depending on all of y'alls choices.*
*I want evil gremlin pls! With uhhhhh Quintin! Haven’t used him in a while.*
A jester with a white mask instead of a face, featureless but with two black eye shapes and a black jaw shape is adjusting their attire. They have a jester cap with two prongs, right side black the other white, both with golden bells. Their right body is black with a pattern of thin white lines, and the left the opposide. They have an open jester coat with a tie, a large neck ruffle, their limb colours opposite to their body. They have a long twisting tail, and a devilish smile, They push their tie, and climb a tree. "Wow... oh the woes! You think you not interact with me, fellow gods; tis a shame..." *cries* "Why... oh... why? Maybe I'll MAKE THEM notice!? Heh. Humour! Humour!"
The jester hears the sound of a howl, as a group of soldiers race through the forest. The one carrying the rear, a handsome lad in gladiator’s armor, looks up at them. “Why hello there. You’re quite interesting.”
It stares at the soldiers with disgust, and looks to the one in the rear, chuckling and shaking uncontrollably (Idk how to describe it but I feel it when I go up and down really fast after a shower), and turning to them. "Are you a god? A god! Hehehe! YES! Are you? Do tell me." It sighs dramatically. "Long have I waited. Ignored... ignored; such- SUCH- a shame... isn't it?... But you are another, right? Another?"
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*i can’t right now because im going to bed in like 5-10 mins, but i feel like meta and I should probably roleplay Eden and puppies shenanigans sometime.*
*YESSSSSSS*
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Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
*I could! I’ve got a ridiculous amount of characters, but here are their summaries: “I love you so much that I carry out your legacy centuries later”, tree-hugger, the boi, “I love backstabbing my allies”, teenager who just randomly became a god, that boss who won’t die, and hawt.*
*Ah! I have sad pre-teen of death, fish of death, sheep of gay history nerds and cycles (watching battle), depressed gay creeture that copes be being an evil little gremlin, and the concept of me maybe making a deep dread, or a deep delusion, or smth else*
*Sheep of gay history nerds?*
*Cycles, Malihas, Mhauzhihais, but do nooot get too attached cuz I have plans that could kill them depending on all of y'alls choices.*
*I want evil gremlin pls! With uhhhhh Quintin! Haven’t used him in a while.*
A jester with a white mask instead of a face, featureless but with two black eye shapes and a black jaw shape is adjusting their attire. They have a jester cap with two prongs, right side black the other white, both with golden bells. Their right body is black with a pattern of thin white lines, and the left the opposide. They have an open jester coat with a tie, a large neck ruffle, their limb colours opposite to their body. They have a long twisting tail, and a devilish smile, They push their tie, and climb a tree. "Wow... oh the woes! You think you not interact with me, fellow gods; tis a shame..." *cries* "Why... oh... why? Maybe I'll MAKE THEM notice!? Heh. Humour! Humour!"
The jester hears the sound of a howl, as a group of soldiers race through the forest. The one carrying the rear, a handsome lad in gladiator’s armor, looks up at them. “Why hello there. You’re quite interesting.”
It stares at the soldiers with disgust, and looks to the one in the rear, chuckling and shaking uncontrollably (Idk how to describe it but I feel it when I go up and down really fast after a shower), and turning to them. "Are you a god? A god! Hehehe! YES! Are you? Do tell me." It sighs dramatically. "Long have I waited. Ignored... ignored; such- SUCH- a shame... isn't it?... But you are another, right? Another?"
**stares intently* Yes this guy is giving me deja Vu. Now all they need is a revolver..*
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
“Sounds nice. How did you achieve that without the mortals rebelling?”
"The mortals existed in their own sections//cities, every nanoangstrom as peaceful//appealing as the wilderness. They were content with me//us providing for them"
“I assume that required quite a bit of control?”
"No. With me//us taking care of them, their incessant need slowly dwindled. Furthermore, this was a period of millions of years. Respecting wilderness became ingrained in society with my//our help"
“Huh. A world that lasted millions of years. That’s unique. Must’ve been something special.”
"Yes. It was."
“Was there any magic?”
"No. Magic is a tool of inequality//oppression"
“Interesting perspective. Tell me more.”
"Yes, some magic can be learned, however, some magic is hereditary, giving some an inherent advantage over others. Furthermore, magic gained from learning can be passed along genetics, however, this is unpredictable. Invariably, a small fraction of society ends up with inherent power over a larger fraction."
“In my world, magic could be learned by anyone. But there was an advantage, as the rich always had more tools for learning. How did you deal with wealth inequality?”
"Technically, I//we was//were referring to this world previously. There was no magic on my//our homeworld. As for wealth inequality, I//we simply removed the monetary system. I//we could do all necessary labor, and if someone wanted to work out of passion//love, they were allowed."
“Huh, interesting. Obviously, most worlds don’t have machines? like you, so what would you advise for those?”
"What do you mean?"
“Say if you had a connection to another world but no power to do anything. The world had magic and was horribly ruined. What would you tell the people of that world?”
"I//we would calculate a way to fix the world, and instruct the denizens on how to do that"
“And I assume I would need to provide more information for you to make up a plan for a fictional world?”
"Very much ingrained. And I much agree, no matter who influences something, that thing will keep ticking on and on, until it either ends and crumbles to dust with the test of time or flourishes into something new"
“Would you like to come to my clearing? I have tea.” She pauses. “And puppies. We can discuss in greater depth there.”
He bows slightly "I would be honored, dear Eden. Lead the way" his eye clock starts up again, but muted
“Hm.” She glances back at his eye, frowning, but doesn’t remark. She leads him through the forest, the brambles clearing at her command and obscuring the way after Tempus has crossed them. “Merely a precaution. If you wish to leave, feel free to, I do not wish for mortals to enter my domain.”
"Understandable. I can only stand my own followers. They however merely reside within the domain I have made for them. I don't really influence what they do just kind of let them go. Of course I still protect them but otherwise not much" he follows, occasionally floating off the ground depending on what's on the forest floor
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FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
“Sounds nice. How did you achieve that without the mortals rebelling?”
"The mortals existed in their own sections//cities, every nanoangstrom as peaceful//appealing as the wilderness. They were content with me//us providing for them"
“I assume that required quite a bit of control?”
"No. With me//us taking care of them, their incessant need slowly dwindled. Furthermore, this was a period of millions of years. Respecting wilderness became ingrained in society with my//our help"
“Huh. A world that lasted millions of years. That’s unique. Must’ve been something special.”
"Yes. It was."
“Was there any magic?”
"No. Magic is a tool of inequality//oppression"
“Interesting perspective. Tell me more.”
"Yes, some magic can be learned, however, some magic is hereditary, giving some an inherent advantage over others. Furthermore, magic gained from learning can be passed along genetics, however, this is unpredictable. Invariably, a small fraction of society ends up with inherent power over a larger fraction."
“In my world, magic could be learned by anyone. But there was an advantage, as the rich always had more tools for learning. How did you deal with wealth inequality?”
"Technically, I//we was//were referring to this world previously. There was no magic on my//our homeworld. As for wealth inequality, I//we simply removed the monetary system. I//we could do all necessary labor, and if someone wanted to work out of passion//love, they were allowed."
“Huh, interesting. Obviously, most worlds don’t have machines? like you, so what would you advise for those?”
"What do you mean?"
“Say if you had a connection to another world but no power to do anything. The world had magic and was horribly ruined. What would you tell the people of that world?”
"I//we would calculate a way to fix the world, and instruct the denizens on how to do that"
“And I assume I would need to provide more information for you to make up a plan for a fictional world?”
"Yes."
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"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
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The jester hears the sound of a howl, as a group of soldiers race through the forest. The one carrying the rear, a handsome lad in gladiator’s armor, looks up at them. “Why hello there. You’re quite interesting.”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
*Weren't they trapped in a jar or something?*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
“Huh. Alright, then. I will ask for directions. Don’t go far.”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
“Say if you had a connection to another world but no power to do anything. The world had magic and was horribly ruined. What would you tell the people of that world?”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
*i forgot what to roll*
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He bows slightly "I would be honored, dear Eden. Lead the way" his eye clock starts up again, but muted
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*which attack are you using?*
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
*So... Just skip?*
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*yep and Arachnis let them out*
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
“Hm.” She glances back at his eye, frowning, but doesn’t remark. She leads him through the forest, the brambles clearing at her command and obscuring the way after Tempus has crossed them. “Merely a precaution. If you wish to leave, feel free to, I do not wish for mortals to enter my domain.”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
"I//we would calculate a way to fix the world, and instruct the denizens on how to do that"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
"I...Won't...Don't...worry :3" Sonder replied, beginning to munch on the top of a tree
*I love that my two gods are A. Manifestation of my ADHD. and B. A really big snail.*
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
*i can’t right now because im going to bed in like 5-10 mins, but i feel like meta and I should probably roleplay Eden and puppies shenanigans sometime.*
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
It stares at the soldiers with disgust, and looks to the one in the rear, chuckling and shaking uncontrollably (Idk how to describe it but I feel it when I go up and down really fast after a shower), and turning to them. "Are you a god? A god! Hehehe! YES! Are you? Do tell me." It sighs dramatically. "Long have I waited. Ignored... ignored; such- SUCH- a shame... isn't it?... But you are another, right? Another?"
. ݁𝜗~☆!Extended Signature!☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*YESSSSSSS*
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
“Of course you won’t. That was the joke.” They wander off in the direction of a village.
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
**stares intently* Yes this guy is giving me deja Vu. Now all they need is a revolver..*
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
“And I assume I would need to provide more information for you to make up a plan for a fictional world?”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
"Understandable. I can only stand my own followers. They however merely reside within the domain I have made for them. I don't really influence what they do just kind of let them go. Of course I still protect them but otherwise not much" he follows, occasionally floating off the ground depending on what's on the forest floor
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
"Yes."
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they