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Gabriel

Gabriel pulled up his mask over his face, pulling the scarlet ribbon tight. The screeching had stopped, leaving behind a ringing in his ears and beyond that, silence. Gabriel couldn’t remember a time where he had heard no background noise in his life before. He couldn’t hear Lucy, all he could see was her…[Read more]

I will also do a silly filler rp

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Mel 

Mel was fast asleep by now. Unaware of any conflict, she dreamed faintly of chasing rabbits in and out of tunnels and doors while wearing a light blue dress. As she dreamed, her foot twitched. The scraggly bouquet of flowers slipped out her limp hand.

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Soldier

This was all very confusing.

So he was a demon? Then he wasn’t? Then he WAS again??

He didn’t look like one (not that I know what they look like. But it’s not that). He looked like a Changeling, a little bit, but he wasn’t THAT either!

Gabriel didn’t take the words nicely. I wouldn’t either.

Hunt…[Read more]

@theducktator @whalekeeper

Google meet or zoom?

@elishavet-pidyon @whalekeeper

Is this happening today? Or tomorrow?

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Committee meeting is over so I’m available now!

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@theducktator @whalekeeper

Tomorrow sounds good! Maybe starting at 1:00?

Also, sorry I didn’t respond in time to chat, Whaley. I fell asleep on lunch break and took a 2.5 hour nap instead of writing. So, I hope you got rest too…

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Ari

“A what?” he yelled, eyes squeezed shut. Moth laughed.

“Me neither! It is a fun ride, is it not?”

Fun wasn’t the work he would have chosen, but it was certainly exciting, as long as he didn’t slip and die. Much like tying himself behind a dozen wild horses and hoping he didn’t end up dragged to a pulp.

Honestly, he might have…[Read more]

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I love this. It’s madness. Wow. XD

Wurmssssssss.

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@koshka

Oh.

my.

Word.

what am i reading?

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Sorry if his mood or personality is inconsistent. He’s still very underdeveloped.

Ellis

Ellis looked at Callum without turning his head. He didn’t really understand the issue. The awkward silence had gone by him unnoticed.

“Don’t apologize to me. You’re a prince. You can speak or not as you please. My elder brother talks even l…[Read more]

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You don’t like worms?? Oh no!! XD I didn’t stop to think you might be squeamish.

Lol. XP

Ari

Breath in his throat, ears ringing. No time to think. He dove for Moth’s outstretched hand.

Not that he didn’t think. But with all the blood, slime, and darkness, this could easily get beyond what he’d ever want to think of aga…[Read more]

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This is literally a childhood nightmare of mine. Wormmmmmssss…=|

I am quite content with whatever length you prefer to write. :]

Yay. XD

Ari

Ah. So this is what Moth had meant by squeamish. Wonderful.

Worms didn’t eat living creatures, did they? He watched the glistering beasts, hand on his dagger, eyes darkly livid. Daring one…[Read more]

@whalekeeper What does Callum look like?

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Ari

Thunder rolling in the earth quivered up from his feet to his spine. The ground shook, cracked. Changed.

Ari swore–fervently. He had the sense that more devout people would have prayed. But considering they were all dead…

He swore again.

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Ari

That was…oddly specific. And like nothing he’d heard of before.

If he didn’t already prefer having his eyes and tongue inside his head, being lost to his family was almost appealing. He shrugged.

“That sounds uncomfortable. So what are doing?”

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XD

Ari

Moth disappeared through the roof in a last swirl of gold and dust. Silence settled in the shadows.

He hadn’t realized how much the bright younger boy had chased those shadows away. At least for a little while. Ari turned his back on the darkened room.

Time to break curfew. Again. The stairs creaked under his feet as he…[Read more]

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If it helps, he does eventually figure things out and have a relatively happy life.

Ari

Squeamish? He hesitated a moment, considering what that was supposed to mean. He’d hunted and cleaned deer, helped in the stables, and patched up uncountable injuries of his own. He’d even helped burry a few of his father’s political enemies, as…[Read more]