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@godlyfantasy12 PAX!!! noooo, not the BABYYYYYYYY 😭😭
Wolfie
“You’re not staying in the dorm?”
Paxton shook his head.
Wolfgang smiled and gave Paxton one more tight hug. “I’m so happy to see you!! I’m so happy you’re here!!! I like your hoodie! Reuben has a similar one! Oh, I think Reuben might be in our class too! But I’m so happy to see you!! You were the friend I missed the most! Are you excited to see me too? I guess you are since you gave such a tight hug,” he laughed, “so you don’t have to answer. But I’m so happy to see you!! Come on, we can go to class together!”
✨ who the Son sets free is free indeed ✨
Wolfie has the energy of every male child in my church, just fed by a whole potluck lunch XD
I feel that statement XD
although at my church there aren’t very many little boys that regularly attend…but there are two little girls that have high energy levels…and their dad with just as high energy levels oftentimes 😂
✨ who the Son sets free is free indeed ✨
@freed_and_redeemed @whalekeeper
Paxton
Paxton giggled as Wolfie carried on excitedly, taking him in arm as they walked down the hall.
“How have you been?! It feels like forever since ive seen you!”
Paxton glanced away for a moment, unsure of how to answer. Things at home had still been rough…but he didn’t want to tell Wolfie that.
“F-Fine. H-how a-are you-you br…br…” He couldn’t bring himself to say the word. He blushed, a bit embarrassed.
What was wrong with him?
“My brothers?”
Paxton nodded.
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebYeah, let’s do it! You can RP first though cuz I was just hopping on to answer your question. I don’t have time to RP atm. 😛
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Here he is! I’ll roleplay him soon <3
Name: Ben Ransom
Age: 13-14 (I changed Mars to 14-15; like Mars, Ben’s appearance doesn’t always correspond with his age)
Appearance: White hair – not snowy, but dirty yellow white like polar bear fur. Jacket of the same color. He has white eyes, with a light green ring around the iris.
Personality: Snarky and hyper, he can be a little insensitive, but he loves his people and loves nothing more than to spend time with them. Breaks all the rules he can. Sweet at heart. ESTP-A (I think)
Abilities: Shapeshifter with nature powers.
“Everything is a mountain”
Wolfgang
Paxton nodded, and Wolfgang grinned from ear to ear.
“They’re good! But they won’t be staying at the dorm either…I’ll be all alone without them at night. But I guess it’ll be good! Leo is doing a lot of school, Joshua is getting really good at playing his guitar, Jakob wants to go to the dance with a girl, and Reuben is painting a lot!! He always has lots of paint on him from painting and he seems to enjoy it! He’s taught me how to paint some!”
✨ who the Son sets free is free indeed ✨
Hey yall gotta go into work so be on layer maybe
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebI give up😭
✨ who the Son sets free is free indeed ✨
@godlyfantasy12 Bye!
@esther-c Yay!! Alright, I’m on it😎(i’m so sorry if you get so many tags 😭)
Tony
Tony stumbled into the academy; he knew his hair was disheveled, but he had done everything he could to get rid of the small bags under his eyes. He’d fix his hair in the bathroom as soon as he got the chance.
Although it seemed as though everyone was already moving to their classes.
He was late?
Tony groaned and brushed back his hair, oily for the first time in a long time, having had no time or energy to wash it the night previous.
Pierce found out he lost Peter in the mall, as Tony knew he would. That hadn’t been so good for Tony.
Tony adjusted his backpack straps and trudged forward, glancing around to make sure none of his friends were around to see him…and collided straight into Everton.
✨ who the Son sets free is free indeed ✨
@whalekeeper @esther-c @godlyfantasy12 @anyone
Chase
Around 1 a.m.
Chase was awoken from a doze by the beeping of his phone that had sat in his pocket undisturbed all day. He pulled it out, looking to see a text from Mrs Marshall. He quickly read it:
Hello Chase, Idk what time it is for you, but it’s early afternoon for us here. There has been no progress on the case, but I’m praying that God’s Will will be done. I’m praying for you too, all of us are. The animals are doing fine, the wolves howled extra loud last night. Maybe even they miss you. They notice whenever one Tree has disappeared from the forest. How are you doing? Is the school okay?
Chase typed his reply.
Fine. I miss you too. I haven’t met my teachers yet, but I made some
Chase halted his typing, pausing with his hand poised over the keyboard.
Friends.
He sent the text, and the reply came quickly.
That’s good. Are there any animals?
Dumpster squirrels and ally rats. One horse named Xandro.
Good. But Chase, don’t run to the allies, plz? You and I have talked about this.
I’ll try not to.
Do well on your studies okay? I’ve got to go rescue Hector from Nate.
Bye.
Bye, God bless.
Chase sighed as he slid the phone back into his pocket and shut his eyes. he really, really hoped that his “aunt” was not truly his aunt.
He wanted to go Home, with the Marshalls.
School morning
Chase was led to his first class by a school employee. His hoodie shadowed his features, and he pulled his sleeve to cover the scar on the back of his hand. Not even that did he want to show. When he sat down, he didn’t even notice who sat next to him, and when his name was asked by the teacher, he could barely stutter “Chase” let alone “Duke”.
With shaky fingers he drew just doodles of his friends, the wolves, bounding in their packs over the roots of trees under the blue sky. He drew them howling at the moon under the gaze of the stars, but most of all, laying in the sunlight with him, for he was one with the pack.
Someone rescue my boi…he’s falling back into his own little world.
Jr
“…I don’t know. I’m Riker. Do you need help finding your class…whatever your name is?”
Fear. Jr had seen it enough times to recognize all levels and types. Once again, his knives had caused someone new to be nervous around him. Everyone was probably going to be petrified of him at the end of the semester.
“Junior. They call me lordling Nahim Nayhelm Jr. No, I don’t need help finding my class; I’m nineteen, by my people’s reckoning.* I just checked on my little sister. She’s an exchange student.” Jr moved his hand away from his knife. He noticed Riker’s gaze. “Don’t worry about the knives, I didn’t mean to kill you or anything. I have a long-standing habit and…and uh…I kinda feel undressed without them.”
In reality, Earthling’s would say he’s eighteen probably. Though, in Wond, Jr is older than 19 anyways, just they didn’t know his date of birth, so they guessed it and….yeah, Jr’s age is a big debate.
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"You need French Toast."
Nar would applaud, he’s at least trying not to kill everyone with his eyes.
"You need French Toast."
Oh, and who’s in Chase’s class?
I know Nar is, since they’re the same age.
"You need French Toast."
I think we’re kinda merging the classes because the schedule is too complicated, so if you want to interact with someone of a different age that’s okay :] (correct me if I’m wrong, peeps)
“Everything is a mountain”
Okay…That actually gives me more questions but…nevermind.
I should probably just go, find pics and draw Chase’s doodles rn…
"You need French Toast."
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