Seemingly out of thin air, a girl appears. She looks to be about 15 or so, with fair skin, brown hair with purple highlights in that style where it's really long on one side and really short on the other, and sea-green eyes. She's wearing jeans and a slightly faded shirt that reads "For My Last Trick", with an unzipped hoodie over top reading "Death of an Optimist." She sits down at the base on a tree, and starts reading a book.
A girl wearing jeans and a green hoodie plummets from the sky forming a small creator on impact. when the girl stands up she seems exhausted but she quickly recovers and says “Man, I wish I had known this was restricted air space.”
Seemingly out of thin air, a girl appears. She looks to be about 15 or so, with fair skin, brown hair with purple highlights in that style where it's really long on one side and really short on the other, and sea-green eyes. She's wearing jeans and a slightly faded shirt that reads "For My Last Trick", with an unzipped hoodie over top reading "Death of an Optimist." She sits down at the base on a tree, and starts reading a book.
She notices a kid kneeling by the lakes edge. It's the ginger haired catboy. He spins around, yelping, and promptly falls into the water. "Ugh, ugh, ugh!"
She looks up in surprise and puts her book down. "You good? Do you need help?"
"Yep. Caden down. Please help. Think I'm gonna die." He says goofily, before attempting to get back up and falling again, before he eventually crawls out of the water.
She walks over. "Seriously though, are you alright? Is it just the water?"
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...
Seemingly out of thin air, a girl appears. She looks to be about 15 or so, with fair skin, brown hair with purple highlights in that style where it's really long on one side and really short on the other, and sea-green eyes. She's wearing jeans and a slightly faded shirt that reads "For My Last Trick", with an unzipped hoodie over top reading "Death of an Optimist." She sits down at the base on a tree, and starts reading a book.
A girl wearing jeans and a green hoodie plummets from the sky forming a small creator on impact. when the girl stands up she seems exhausted but she quickly recovers and says “Man, I wish I had known this was restricted air space.”
She topples backwards, startled. "What the (GP) just happened?"
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...
Ansa is sitting down on the grass in front of his dome, looking around at the surrounding people. He's wearing a pale beige shirt and dusty overalls, and seems very shy. He has a backpack hooked over one arm, and looks to be a bit nervous.
A guy with black hair and fair skin walks up beside Ansa and says “hello who might you be?”
He looks up, and waves at him. "Oh! Hi! I'm new here. My name's Ansa! What's yours?"
“The names Vix or (he scowls) steelpiercer.*
"Vix or Steelpiercer? That's a strange name. Are you new here as well?"
“Nah i’ve been here 3 years and despised every one of them”
"Oh! So you like... know the lay of the land, yeah? Do you like, have everything memorized by now?"
“I don’t have it memorized but I do know the basic lay of the land.”
Seemingly out of thin air, a girl appears. She looks to be about 15 or so, with fair skin, brown hair with purple highlights in that style where it's really long on one side and really short on the other, and sea-green eyes. She's wearing jeans and a slightly faded shirt that reads "For My Last Trick", with an unzipped hoodie over top reading "Death of an Optimist." She sits down at the base on a tree, and starts reading a book.
She notices a kid kneeling by the lakes edge. It's the ginger haired catboy. He spins around, yelping, and promptly falls into the water. "Ugh, ugh, ugh!"
She looks up in surprise and puts her book down. "You good? Do you need help?"
"Yep. Caden down. Please help. Think I'm gonna die." He says goofily, before attempting to get back up and falling again, before he eventually crawls out of the water.
She walks over. "Seriously though, are you alright? Is it just the water?"
"Yeah, yeah. I might need to shake off a little. Water's pretty bad for me, nulls my powers. Which aren't even powers, it's more like I'm just a (GP)ing cat person. Who're you?"
Seemingly out of thin air, a girl appears. She looks to be about 15 or so, with fair skin, brown hair with purple highlights in that style where it's really long on one side and really short on the other, and sea-green eyes. She's wearing jeans and a slightly faded shirt that reads "For My Last Trick", with an unzipped hoodie over top reading "Death of an Optimist." She sits down at the base on a tree, and starts reading a book.
A girl wearing jeans and a green hoodie plummets from the sky forming a small creator on impact. when the girl stands up she seems exhausted but she quickly recovers and says “Man, I wish I had known this was restricted air space.”
She topples backwards, startled. "What the (GP) just happened?"
The girl walks toward the tree and says “hello im Airlin what’s your name?”
*OKAY! FEEL FREE TO INTERACT WITH ANY OF THESE!!!!!!!*
A latino guy, about sixteen, leans against a dome. Every few minutes, he adjusts his stance, grumbling. The domes aren't very easy to lean on. He wears a hoodie and sweatpants, despite the hot day, and his curly brown hair is accented by a small frown, eyes nearly charcoal black.
A kid who looks to be maybe a year younger than him runs up to him, smiling. They appear androgynous, wearing an oversized yellow and white flannel jacket with a long beige skirt. "Oy- hey there, Julian! How've you been?"
The boy, Julian, frowns. "Do I know you?" He takes a second to look at the kid. "No. No I don't. I think you'd better tell me how you know me. Or are you some rando with a freakish memory who met me once and never forgot?"
She blinks, before groaning. "Oh- dammit. Uh- sorry about that! I got a bit confused. I do that sometimes. Uh- just to clarify- could you remind me what year it is? I'm actually quite forgetful."
"You crazy or something? It's 2038. Hey, you probably have better things to be doing right now. Like... y'know... being in an asylum."
"... Dammit. It's 2038? This is right when we just meet, isn't it? So that's why you were so confused by me... this actually makes a lot of sense."
"Uh... what?" He pauses. "Oh jeez, you're some sort of time traveler. I should have known..."
"Well- not exactly? I'm not really a time traveler, and more so... I exist throughout all time simultaneously? But also separately? It's complicated."
"I'd love to study that. Maybe they should put you in a lab or something."
"I mean, I don't think that would work. I'd just jump away to some other part of my timeline in order to not go in the lab."
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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!
Ansa is sitting down on the grass in front of his dome, looking around at the surrounding people. He's wearing a pale beige shirt and dusty overalls, and seems very shy. He has a backpack hooked over one arm, and looks to be a bit nervous.
A guy with black hair and fair skin walks up beside Ansa and says “hello who might you be?”
He looks up, and waves at him. "Oh! Hi! I'm new here. My name's Ansa! What's yours?"
“The names Vix or (he scowls) steelpiercer.*
"Vix or Steelpiercer? That's a strange name. Are you new here as well?"
“Nah i’ve been here 3 years and despised every one of them”
"Oh! So you like... know the lay of the land, yeah? Do you like, have everything memorized by now?"
“I don’t have it memorized but I do know the basic lay of the land.”
"Huh! That's neat. So like, for example, if someone was a bit hungry, you'd know where they serve food?"
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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!
*OKAY! FEEL FREE TO INTERACT WITH ANY OF THESE!!!!!!!*
A latino guy, about sixteen, leans against a dome. Every few minutes, he adjusts his stance, grumbling. The domes aren't very easy to lean on. He wears a hoodie and sweatpants, despite the hot day, and his curly brown hair is accented by a small frown, eyes nearly charcoal black.
A kid who looks to be maybe a year younger than him runs up to him, smiling. They appear androgynous, wearing an oversized yellow and white flannel jacket with a long beige skirt. "Oy- hey there, Julian! How've you been?"
The boy, Julian, frowns. "Do I know you?" He takes a second to look at the kid. "No. No I don't. I think you'd better tell me how you know me. Or are you some rando with a freakish memory who met me once and never forgot?"
She blinks, before groaning. "Oh- dammit. Uh- sorry about that! I got a bit confused. I do that sometimes. Uh- just to clarify- could you remind me what year it is? I'm actually quite forgetful."
"You crazy or something? It's 2038. Hey, you probably have better things to be doing right now. Like... y'know... being in an asylum."
"... Dammit. It's 2038? This is right when we just meet, isn't it? So that's why you were so confused by me... this actually makes a lot of sense."
"Uh... what?" He pauses. "Oh jeez, you're some sort of time traveler. I should have known..."
"Well- not exactly? I'm not really a time traveler, and more so... I exist throughout all time simultaneously? But also separately? It's complicated."
"I'd love to study that. Maybe they should put you in a lab or something."
"I mean, I don't think that would work. I'd just jump away to some other part of my timeline in order to not go in the lab."
"But... wouldn't your body still be there? Or somethin. I dunno how this works."
*OKAY! FEEL FREE TO INTERACT WITH ANY OF THESE!!!!!!!*
A latino guy, about sixteen, leans against a dome. Every few minutes, he adjusts his stance, grumbling. The domes aren't very easy to lean on. He wears a hoodie and sweatpants, despite the hot day, and his curly brown hair is accented by a small frown, eyes nearly charcoal black.
A kid who looks to be maybe a year younger than him runs up to him, smiling. They appear androgynous, wearing an oversized yellow and white flannel jacket with a long beige skirt. "Oy- hey there, Julian! How've you been?"
The boy, Julian, frowns. "Do I know you?" He takes a second to look at the kid. "No. No I don't. I think you'd better tell me how you know me. Or are you some rando with a freakish memory who met me once and never forgot?"
She blinks, before groaning. "Oh- dammit. Uh- sorry about that! I got a bit confused. I do that sometimes. Uh- just to clarify- could you remind me what year it is? I'm actually quite forgetful."
"You crazy or something? It's 2038. Hey, you probably have better things to be doing right now. Like... y'know... being in an asylum."
"... Dammit. It's 2038? This is right when we just meet, isn't it? So that's why you were so confused by me... this actually makes a lot of sense."
"Uh... what?" He pauses. "Oh jeez, you're some sort of time traveler. I should have known..."
"Well- not exactly? I'm not really a time traveler, and more so... I exist throughout all time simultaneously? But also separately? It's complicated."
"I'd love to study that. Maybe they should put you in a lab or something."
"I mean, I don't think that would work. I'd just jump away to some other part of my timeline in order to not go in the lab."
"But... wouldn't your body still be there? Or somethin. I dunno how this works."
"I mean, I guess another me would be there, but that me would also just jump away to take the place of a different me."
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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!
*OKAY! FEEL FREE TO INTERACT WITH ANY OF THESE!!!!!!!*
A latino guy, about sixteen, leans against a dome. Every few minutes, he adjusts his stance, grumbling. The domes aren't very easy to lean on. He wears a hoodie and sweatpants, despite the hot day, and his curly brown hair is accented by a small frown, eyes nearly charcoal black.
A kid who looks to be maybe a year younger than him runs up to him, smiling. They appear androgynous, wearing an oversized yellow and white flannel jacket with a long beige skirt. "Oy- hey there, Julian! How've you been?"
The boy, Julian, frowns. "Do I know you?" He takes a second to look at the kid. "No. No I don't. I think you'd better tell me how you know me. Or are you some rando with a freakish memory who met me once and never forgot?"
She blinks, before groaning. "Oh- dammit. Uh- sorry about that! I got a bit confused. I do that sometimes. Uh- just to clarify- could you remind me what year it is? I'm actually quite forgetful."
"You crazy or something? It's 2038. Hey, you probably have better things to be doing right now. Like... y'know... being in an asylum."
"... Dammit. It's 2038? This is right when we just meet, isn't it? So that's why you were so confused by me... this actually makes a lot of sense."
"Uh... what?" He pauses. "Oh jeez, you're some sort of time traveler. I should have known..."
"Well- not exactly? I'm not really a time traveler, and more so... I exist throughout all time simultaneously? But also separately? It's complicated."
"I'd love to study that. Maybe they should put you in a lab or something."
"I mean, I don't think that would work. I'd just jump away to some other part of my timeline in order to not go in the lab."
"But... wouldn't your body still be there? Or somethin. I dunno how this works."
"I mean, I guess another me would be there, but that me would also just jump away to take the place of a different me."
"Seems like a win win. I get to study you, you don't get to suffer."
Ansa is sitting down on the grass in front of his dome, looking around at the surrounding people. He's wearing a pale beige shirt and dusty overalls, and seems very shy. He has a backpack hooked over one arm, and looks to be a bit nervous.
A guy with black hair and fair skin walks up beside Ansa and says “hello who might you be?”
He looks up, and waves at him. "Oh! Hi! I'm new here. My name's Ansa! What's yours?"
“The names Vix or (he scowls) steelpiercer.*
"Vix or Steelpiercer? That's a strange name. Are you new here as well?"
“Nah i’ve been here 3 years and despised every one of them”
"Oh! So you like... know the lay of the land, yeah? Do you like, have everything memorized by now?"
“I don’t have it memorized but I do know the basic lay of the land.”
"Huh! That's neat. So like, for example, if someone was a bit hungry, you'd know where they serve food?"
“Yeah It’s in that general direction (Vix points left). though I’ll warn you sometimes the food is good, sometimes it’s bad and sometimes it’s REALLY bad.”
A tog (nz word for swimwear) wearing boy that looks about fifteen, is floating in the lake on his back,gasing at the sky, while what looks like a white eagle sits atop his chest
*OKAY! FEEL FREE TO INTERACT WITH ANY OF THESE!!!!!!!*
A latino guy, about sixteen, leans against a dome. Every few minutes, he adjusts his stance, grumbling. The domes aren't very easy to lean on. He wears a hoodie and sweatpants, despite the hot day, and his curly brown hair is accented by a small frown, eyes nearly charcoal black.
A kid who looks to be maybe a year younger than him runs up to him, smiling. They appear androgynous, wearing an oversized yellow and white flannel jacket with a long beige skirt. "Oy- hey there, Julian! How've you been?"
The boy, Julian, frowns. "Do I know you?" He takes a second to look at the kid. "No. No I don't. I think you'd better tell me how you know me. Or are you some rando with a freakish memory who met me once and never forgot?"
She blinks, before groaning. "Oh- dammit. Uh- sorry about that! I got a bit confused. I do that sometimes. Uh- just to clarify- could you remind me what year it is? I'm actually quite forgetful."
"You crazy or something? It's 2038. Hey, you probably have better things to be doing right now. Like... y'know... being in an asylum."
"... Dammit. It's 2038? This is right when we just meet, isn't it? So that's why you were so confused by me... this actually makes a lot of sense."
"Uh... what?" He pauses. "Oh jeez, you're some sort of time traveler. I should have known..."
"Well- not exactly? I'm not really a time traveler, and more so... I exist throughout all time simultaneously? But also separately? It's complicated."
"I'd love to study that. Maybe they should put you in a lab or something."
"I mean, I don't think that would work. I'd just jump away to some other part of my timeline in order to not go in the lab."
"But... wouldn't your body still be there? Or somethin. I dunno how this works."
"I mean, I guess another me would be there, but that me would also just jump away to take the place of a different me."
"Seems like a win win. I get to study you, you don't get to suffer."
"Either way, I have yet to encounter a lab built by you to study me, so I'm 70% certain that it doesn't happen. Unless it does and I've just been avoiding it. ... Hm. This is complicated."
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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!
Ansa is sitting down on the grass in front of his dome, looking around at the surrounding people. He's wearing a pale beige shirt and dusty overalls, and seems very shy. He has a backpack hooked over one arm, and looks to be a bit nervous.
A guy with black hair and fair skin walks up beside Ansa and says “hello who might you be?”
He looks up, and waves at him. "Oh! Hi! I'm new here. My name's Ansa! What's yours?"
“The names Vix or (he scowls) steelpiercer.*
"Vix or Steelpiercer? That's a strange name. Are you new here as well?"
“Nah i’ve been here 3 years and despised every one of them”
"Oh! So you like... know the lay of the land, yeah? Do you like, have everything memorized by now?"
“I don’t have it memorized but I do know the basic lay of the land.”
"Huh! That's neat. So like, for example, if someone was a bit hungry, you'd know where they serve food?"
“Yeah It’s in that general direction (Vix points left). though I’ll warn you sometimes the food is good, sometimes it’s bad and sometimes it’s REALLY bad.”
"Oh! Alright. I'll be careful, then. What do you do around here for fun?"
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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!
“Nah i’ve been here 3 years and despised every one of them”
"Oh! So you like... know the lay of the land, yeah? Do you like, have everything memorized by now?"
“I don’t have it memorized but I do know the basic lay of the land.”
"Huh! That's neat. So like, for example, if someone was a bit hungry, you'd know where they serve food?"
“Yeah It’s in that general direction (Vix points left). though I’ll warn you sometimes the food is good, sometimes it’s bad and sometimes it’s REALLY bad.”
"Oh! Alright. I'll be careful, then. What do you do around here for fun?"
“Me? honestly not much I mostly train and when I’m not training I’m resting by the beach.”
“Nah i’ve been here 3 years and despised every one of them”
"Oh! So you like... know the lay of the land, yeah? Do you like, have everything memorized by now?"
“I don’t have it memorized but I do know the basic lay of the land.”
"Huh! That's neat. So like, for example, if someone was a bit hungry, you'd know where they serve food?"
“Yeah It’s in that general direction (Vix points left). though I’ll warn you sometimes the food is good, sometimes it’s bad and sometimes it’s REALLY bad.”
"Oh! Alright. I'll be careful, then. What do you do around here for fun?"
“Me? honestly not much I mostly train and when I’m not training I’m resting by the beach.”
"Oh. Uh. That's cool, that's cool." He shuffles awkwardly.
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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!
A girl wearing jeans and a green hoodie plummets from the sky forming a small creator on impact. when the girl stands up she seems exhausted but she quickly recovers and says “Man, I wish I had known this was restricted air space.”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
She walks over. "Seriously though, are you alright? Is it just the water?"
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...She topples backwards, startled. "What the (GP) just happened?"
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...“I don’t have it memorized but I do know the basic lay of the land.”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
"Yeah, yeah. I might need to shake off a little. Water's pretty bad for me, nulls my powers. Which aren't even powers, it's more like I'm just a (GP)ing cat person. Who're you?"
he/they
the art in my pfp is not mine!!!
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
*I'm totally not going to use a deaged version of one of my ocs >:3*
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The girl walks toward the tree and says “hello im Airlin what’s your name?”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
"I mean, I don't think that would work. I'd just jump away to some other part of my timeline in order to not go in the lab."
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! That's neat. So like, for example, if someone was a bit hungry, you'd know where they serve food?"
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!
"But... wouldn't your body still be there? Or somethin. I dunno how this works."
he/they
the art in my pfp is not mine!!!
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
"I mean, I guess another me would be there, but that me would also just jump away to take the place of a different me."
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!
"Seems like a win win. I get to study you, you don't get to suffer."
he/they
the art in my pfp is not mine!!!
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
“Yeah It’s in that general direction (Vix points left). though I’ll warn you sometimes the food is good, sometimes it’s bad and sometimes it’s REALLY bad.”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
A tog (nz word for swimwear) wearing boy that looks about fifteen, is floating in the lake on his back,gasing at the sky, while what looks like a white eagle sits atop his chest
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"Either way, I have yet to encounter a lab built by you to study me, so I'm 70% certain that it doesn't happen. Unless it does and I've just been avoiding it. ... Hm. This is complicated."
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!
"Oh! Alright. I'll be careful, then. What do you do around here for fun?"
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!
“Me? honestly not much I mostly train and when I’m not training I’m resting by the beach.”
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.
*rp?*
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"Oh. Uh. That's cool, that's cool." He shuffles awkwardly.
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!
*Sure!*
|Il_______________________________________________lI|
Honor is dead, but I’ll see what I can do.
__________'*{]\|/[}*'__________
-Kaladin Stormblessed.