Ruth

Yup. Regret. There it is.

I’m going to regret this probably. This is not the kind of thing I usually write, but I wrote it earlier in November, after laying motionless in the grass in the backyard for like an hour. It turned out kinda alright. Idk

Skyfall

Lying in the grass, I look up to the plain space between us and the rest of the universe. A view of nothing which…[Read more]

@rae

Thank you! ♥️ It seems I felt well enough to write something just now, haha. Energy when you’re ill is so inconsistent.

@rae

I dare you to change your pfp to one of these 

@rae

Lucille

The darkness was warm and comfortable in comparison to the outdoors, where they had wandered in the clammy mist for so long. Protector’s blades glowed like light through rose-colored glass. He turned them over in his hands and his hair lit up, twice as red, almost artificial.

His question finally registered. Lucy shrugged. She h…[Read more]

@koshka

lol nope…

@rae I didn’t even know you could make a name that long

@grcr

Not that bored? Lol.

I’ve made this one specially to represent me

I try to stick to the middle ground, but occasionally I forget and it’s the funniest thing ever

@koshka

LOL

ummm…. XD

@grcr

Would you like to do statistics homework with me? XD

@whalekeeper

*Deep bow*

Delighted to be of service.

oh me goodness I’m so bored.

@elishavet-pidyon @loopylin @theducktator @someoneelse?I’mforgetful

Marcel

Marcel wasn’t entirely sure how to lead the group. He had never led a team larger than half a dozen people in this place before. Still, it was only a game and it wasn’t the end of the world if he suggested something wrong.

He rolled his shoulders and crossed his arms…[Read more]

@theducktator

That works with me!

The best way to introduce the characters to each other might be when they sit down to eat. Not talking for an entire feast would be pretty awkward

@loopylin @anyone

Moth

Warm, rich scents wafted up the grand staircase. Moth, who had chosen to exit his room and speak to people, found himself caught up in the crowd. Luggage was forgotten; groups dispersed and reappeared in different forms. All boys traveled towards the dining hall.

The dining hall’s carved walls reached the ceiling with…[Read more]

@rae

Lucille

The tower’s door had a warped surface and a handle. Lucy tugged. When that didn’t work, she slipped both her arms through the handle and put her feet on the frame for leverage. She was young, but she was a warden’s daughter, and she would force this if her life depended on it.

Her arms whitened, fit to break from the press…[Read more]