HighScribe

@whalekeeper

OH! Sorry, I was mixing up rps.

You mean Tenz then, right?

@rae

Nah, it was the kid with the twin brother. I can’t believe I’m drawing a blank.

Kind of a quote thing here. My school group signs huge posters with graduates’ names on them, and my friend wrote this. In the dark blue:

If I remember correctly, I wrote back on her poster, ‘give me the time and place and I’ll bring the matches.’

Fun times. :]

@whalekeeper

Glace? or Igua

Igua doesn’t do that that i remember. Glace probably does. Glace is like…100+ years old because  his race are almost immortal (not quite, but compared to humans, they seem like it) but by his races standards, he’s only like 19 or something equivalent. And yes, all my charries (except Cyn, and Mayfly. They were in a…[Read more]

@mineralizedwritings

My mum has complained about how doctors used to constantly tell her she was crazy and imagining things, which also led to self-image issues because they discriminated against her weight gain. I’m sorry you’re going through similar problems. Please update when you want, I want to listen too. <3<3

@rae

Even now, his voice dropped that older, measured tone, sounding more like the voice of a boy who only became a man but a year ago. ”

As quickly as it had started, it ended. The Protector cleared his throat, and the old tone returned, immediately making him sound much older.

Lol that’s what your other character does, the one in the Castle R…[Read more]

@grcr

*Stares at the cat* Who am I kidding, animals aren’t me forte, either. XD The poses are so fun!! The colors are nice and consistent which makes me think they are siblings or at least belong in the same close social group. The girl’s hair has a fun shape. Well done!

@the_lost-journal

The Protector—Gabriel

It started small, just a singular noise from the Protector, before bubbling over into a laugh. His laugh sounded much younger than his usual voice, and it sounded genuine. “Good! We can loose our minds together then!” Even now, his voice dropped that older, measured tone, sounding more like the voice of a…[Read more]

@the_lost-journal

Barnes

That was one way of naming. Barnes brushed off her shoulder pad as she marched onward, her brisk pace unbothered by the uprooted path underfoot.

“I am Barnes, the… well, private aficionado doesn’t cut it.” She walked quietly for a while before speaking more. “I am the lover.”

@rae

Oh, and eating spaghetti (or attempting to) when you hand can’t even grip the fork right without hurting a lot is quite the experience. Do not recommend.

Oh nooo XD

Im tired of writing but quite some bored… so here is an art I made a while ago.

some characters I love…

don’t stare too hard at the cat… animals aren’t me forte.

@the_lost-journal

Eh, it’s my own fault. I need to loosen my grip.

The Protector-Gabriel

“You’re already irritated, I’ll wait. For now,” Gabriel let out a long, slow breath. “You know you’ve lost your mind when you ache to fight dangerous monsters. I’ve been doing this too long,” he mumbled under his breath. “Shall we find some?”

@the_lost-journal

I’m back, with aching hands because I made the mistake of gripping my oars really tight so now my hands are covered in blisters, so typing feels weird. Oh, and eating spaghetti (or attempting to) when you hand can’t even grip the fork right without hurting a lot is quite the experience. Do not recommend.

We’re all good…[Read more]

@mineralizedwritings

It makes sense. I like dabbling in reading medical things from time to time, and it’s crazy how one little thing on top of another thing can cause a lot of serious problems.

Hope and pray you can get better and find the care you need 💜💜💜

@the_lost-journal

Barnes

Barnes stared down her nose at the young man. When he finished speaking, she reached out her hand. “You have a ladybug on your shirt.”

Before he could reply, she picked off the bug and held it in the palm of her hand. It was brilliantly deep in color, just like the rest of the labyrinth. The only time she could rem…[Read more]

I probably should have given a little bio.

Name: Lucille Barnes

Description: A young woman (older than twenty, nearing thirty) with grayish blond hair and a tall build, at least six feet tall. She has a fair amount of natural strength. She wears a ruffled cream shirt and maroon jacket and pants. I’ve already mentioned that in what I’ve wro…[Read more]

@koshka OOH I LOVE IT

I don’t have anything to edit atm and am deep in the trenches of drafting😂 so probably not joining

however, I shall cheer y’all on from the sidelines🤭🥳

@the_lost-journal

Oki

Barnes

“I don’t not care, if that’s what you’re suggesting,” Barnes said without looking to see who it was. “I’m not a nihilist.”

The walls rustled around them, and Barnes turned her head to scan the smaller hedges.

Some of the maze was smaller and narrower than the rest, like little mini gardens encased in the rest of t…[Read more]

Barnes

Barnes meandered along the edge of the labyrinth. She stood behind the rest of the crowd, almost as if she were part of the background. Her pale skin easily matched some of the stone decorations along the directionless path. That was the only similarity between her and the place.

Home. It felt far away, although logically, Barnes must…[Read more]