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“I will fight… as long as I stand.”
Canon Divergent, semi-selective RP Blog for Garen Crownguard
⚖ Multiship/Multiverse
⚖ OC Friendly
⚖ 10+ Years RP experience
⚖ Mun is 21+, NSFW themes present
“I will fight… as long as I stand.”
Canon Divergent, semi-selective RP Blog for Garen Crownguard
⚖ Multiship/Multiverse
⚖ OC Friendly
⚖ 10+ Years RP experience
⚖ Mun is 21+, NSFW themes present
“I will fight… as long as I stand.”
Canon Divergent, semi-selective RP Blog for Garen Crownguard
⚖ Multiship/Multiverse
⚖ OC Friendly
⚖ 10+ Years RP experience
⚖ Mun is 21+, NSFW themes present
“I will fight… as long as I stand.”
Canon Divergent, semi-selective RP Blog for Garen Crownguard
⚖ Multiship/Multiverse
⚖ OC Friendly
⚖ 10+ Years RP experience
⚖ Mun is 21+, NSFW themes present
Alrighty, folks. This blog’s gonna be taking a well-deserved, very long, nap. Moving things over to the new blog, but not a whole lot has changed. Gonna be dropping the promo and operating from over there, from now on!
Uh. Hey.
Yeah, so... let me just apologize first and foremost. I slipped on a proverbial banana peel and dropped into a void where logging in to tumblr was honestly the last thing on my mind. You know what never left my mind, though?
This spinning asshole.
My muse for Garen has been astronomically high for a long time. I’m just wondering if folks here even give a heck about a hypothetical return from The Worst Garen RPer of All Time®️. If there are heck-givers, I’d appreciate advice on whether or not I should remake the blog. This one’s just... full of old crap I’d rather not look back on. A fresh start with solid rules, headcanons, and tags sounds nice. Plus, I can’t search a damn thing on it, and that’s just really frustrating.
I don’t know how to end this post.
Hey ya fellas. I really don’t know how to go about this, but if my unprompted hiatus didn’t say anything, then this is me saying it, right now:
My feelings for this blog as a whole have been really waning, as of late. I’ve been thinking about remaking it, but I dunno if that’ll help me out. I love the interactions I’ve been lucky enough to come across here and I still love the absolute hell out of Garen and the AU I’ve nurtured.
So what’s the point of this post? I guess just to let you guys know that I’m not dead-- just don’t know what to do. I’ll try and keep in touch more with what I’m going to do in the future.
Clef is wandering about when he finds Garen! It's not easy for him to find Garen. He's so far away from the ground all the time. But once he does he runs over and headbutts him right in the leg, mewling up a storm. Big friend! Oohhh big friend. Such a nice leg. So nice he's going to push his body around it several times at least!
It had been a rather average day for the Demacian-- managing the armies of his nation alongside ensuring peace with the people in these changing times was rather taxing, from time to time. He was lost in his own thoughts when a small yet substantial weight bumped into the side of his boot. Looking down, he sees a very familiar creature circling around his ankles. “Clef?” Garen asked curiously. “Whatever are you doing out here, on your own?” Slowly, he kneeled down while peeling off a glove to run a large hand through the Buvelle Cat’s fur.
“Myam!” he replied. Which wasn’t really a helpful reply. Clef was Sona’s “friend” more than her pet - or so she’d tell it. She didn’t really feel one could “own” an animal, and cats certainly did not seem keen on admitting to being owned. So he was allowed to wander his territory if he so pleased. And sometimes he did please. Like now!
He gave a rugged purr when Garen got to petting him. Maybe too deep for the average cat, but such as it was. Garen had big petting hands! Way better than Sona’s tiny hands. He didn’t have claws though. How sad. How was he going to protect himself? From CRIMINALS?
No wonder he hung out with Sona. Clearly she protected him. Poor guy! But Sona was nice like that.
As a gesture of friendship, Clef turned his back to Garen. The big people never returned the favor. Never could understand why.
What an informative reply. Garen’s large, calloused skin ran though Clef’s fur, making sure to rub the kitten properly with slow, kind strokes. He contemplated taking the young Protector back to the Buvelle estate, but he seemed rather comfortable out here in the open. If the cat were truly lost, he’d more than likely be acting more scared, than anything. Clef was in the safest place he could be, anyway.
The Demacian’s hand lifted away as Clef presented his backside, tails lifted high. A quiet sigh passed his lips. Well, guess that means they were friends. He’d have to take what he could get.
“I’m going to visit Sona, as it were. Are you here to escort me?” He asked with a bit of a sarcastic chuckle.
Clef is wandering about when he finds Garen! It's not easy for him to find Garen. He's so far away from the ground all the time. But once he does he runs over and headbutts him right in the leg, mewling up a storm. Big friend! Oohhh big friend. Such a nice leg. So nice he's going to push his body around it several times at least!
It had been a rather average day for the Demacian-- managing the armies of his nation alongside ensuring peace with the people in these changing times was rather taxing, from time to time. He was lost in his own thoughts when a small yet substantial weight bumped into the side of his boot. Looking down, he sees a very familiar creature circling around his ankles. “Clef?” Garen asked curiously. “Whatever are you doing out here, on your own?” Slowly, he kneeled down while peeling off a glove to run a large hand through the Buvelle Cat’s fur.
I won’t even try to apologize for this.
Have you, sir, ever considered that you may or may not be a huge nerd? A midlly gigantic nerd. A slightly preposterously large nerd. A little bit of a big nerd. A nerd. Fuckin' nerd.
Can’t take absolute truths into consideration since they’re, well, absolute truths.
Also pot, meet kettle.
Nami SWOONING over RA Garen
He’d wink, but uh...
That’s a bit of an issue.
Remember when I said Demacians never skip leg day?
YO HO,
YO HO,
A PIRATE’S LIFE FOR ME
Garen feels his chest tighten each time Sona smiles.
📜 Yorick!
Other Characters- OPEN
I’ll be honest, I really haven’t considered him considering I haven’t taken the time to listen to his lines or... read his lore.
I gave it a quick gleaning. The angst seems ripe for the picking.
Send me a 📜 plus a character you’d like to see me portray/think I would be good at portraying.