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i have no excuse for not being on today, tbh. mine yesterday was that i fell asleep after staying awake for over 24 hours, and today i’ve just been marathoning emulated ps2 games, so my excuse for tomorrow is that i stayed up for 24 hours. i’m good at this staying on one blog for less than 10 seconds thing i tell you
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“...Is it always this noisy here...?”
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Every world had many verses. Every verse had many fragments. It always seemed to go deeper and deeper into itself, a bottomless pit with only ledges to break your fall. At the very least, each ledge had its own story. And this day, the fallen kings took interest in one of these ledges, far down into the abyss where she so patiently waited for the bird to rejoin them. The bird was not here; she would always take a while. So, why waste more of a nonexistent lifetime? A gap opened itself on the metaphorical ledge, and the odd demon passed through, the kings perched on her shoulders. As it closed behind her, she and her companions glanced around at the environment they had appeared into. She had never been here before, that much was certain; the timeline seemed slightly wilted to her, as well, but that was no matter. She was expecting nothing much; maybe just a few humans having a sort of get-together. What she found, however, was the opposite. A singular lady, with blue hair, of all colors; a strange find. Was she supposed to be able to see her? Who knew, she mused. At least her curiosity had been awakened, and the kings’ had, as well, leading to three pairs of eyes resting on that blue anomaly. Rather slowly, she walked a few steps to the side, as if inspecting them.
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i just got back from buying sodas and saw the guy that tried to nab me when i was 12 or 13 so wowie what a walk, time to get to replies finally
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j esus i have to go to the store with my mom there’s a starter call further back of you want a starter when i get back so gbye
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“...Night, and day already... huh? Time sure does fly.”
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b ruh instead of doing what i’m supposed to be doing i’m watching scary stories and i edited the muse page
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Okay, so here’s finally a ‘proper’ starter call. Like, reblog, reply, it’s all good; I’ll just wing it unless you stick a sort of plot in my ask.
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i misspelled ‘followers’ in that one post, if you need any evidence that i am a loser, that is it
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hello new follows i’ve been following people for the past hour or so, so welcome to my humble abode
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xcuse u tumblr
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In life, Leah considered everything that could show a semi-clear reflection as a ‘mirror.’ The mirrors she oh-so despised, every time she glanced into one on her endless walks through the worlds. And every time, those mirrors would display the exact same things. Just a normal girl, with a variety of backgrounds. Lush, dry, damp, all-changing environments, while she remained the exact same. She never grew. She never changed. The mirror showed a usual child, prepared to move on in life. The mirror lied.
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yo bro i just came back after a year of inactivity so i’m gonna go look for new people to follow; like this if you want a starter or smth