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IF YOU ARE OKAY WITH ICONLESS ROLEPLAYS REBLOG THIS SO YOUR FOLLOWERS KNOW !!
like as much as i love icons and a good psd, sometimes its just tasking to do. and not everyone has great resources. so if you’re okay with having threads with no icons, please reblog this so that people know you’re okay with it. i feel like roleplayers today are too focused on the aesthetics and won’t follow people who use base icons or even none at all. it’s not about icons, but about the writing !!
... Accessing Archives
... Origin - Newt Scamander
... Access Granted
… Accessing Archives
… Origin - Noctis Lucis Caelum
… Acces Granted
Noctis is the last known heir to the throne of Lucis, a kingdom with a long and powerful history. He grew up having a normal childhood despite his royal blood due to his father's wish. In the beginning, he had no idea that he was destined to save his world from darkness even if it meant sacrificing his life to ensure its survival. At the age of 20, he had set off from his home with a group of friends to travel to Altissia where he was to be married to the Oracle Lunafreya, a childhood friend that he had not seen in over a decade. His last known location was Galdin Quay where the ferry service had been discontinued due to the invasion of Nifleheim...
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Frederic turned to face the interesting being when he seemed confused as to why the other prisoners can be happy at the festival despite all that’s happened. “For many, it’s the best they can do for the ones who have died. If everyone had instead resigned to the dark fate of death and gave up, I could imagine that there would be only a handful of prisoners left compared to the numbers we have now.”
Bendy looks up at the other and listens to him,his head tilting to the side for a moment.
“ B….But how else are you meant to react to losing people close to you? ”
Bendy really couldn’t remember everything that happened after finding out Boris died. He remembers falling into a deep depression and stayed in the dark in the studio.
Frederic was silent in thought, and gave an answer he thought was best to give. "Everyone reacts differently when they lose someone special to them. Some may mourn and lose the will to move on... others would fall into despair, or even hatred at the cause of such a painful separation. Mourning for others isn't a sign of weakness, but it takes strength to find that courage to move on for their sake and your own."
Frederic sat at his usual spot beneath one of the tall trees, a soft sigh leaving him. Before their previous trial, there had been at least some activity with an occasional stranger passing by... no, not stranger, an unwilling prisoner that was brought to this place. There had been less sightings of the others since they had condemned an innocent to their death, and the young composer could only imagine the guilt eating away at everyone who couldn't stop a killer. "If this 'game' lasts too much longer... will there be no one left to escape and return home? I may not have a home or someone waiting for me, but there are plenty here who have friends... family. There's nothing more I would do than to give them the strength to continue, to have their chance of reclaiming that freedom they once had. However, for those who have lost too much already... would they even want to be saved? Would they accept that offer of freedom if it meant having to move on from their loved ones passed?" He doubt anyone would have heard him speaking aloud to himself, but there wasn't much he could do. He wished that he could compose his music, to at least give a tribute to the ones that have lost someone or their own lives, so that they may find a form of peace. The silence and lack of smiles reminded him of an old memory... a place where there was always snow yet no one to cherish and appreciate such a lonely landscape.
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“ H-How can people here be all happy an’ that even tho a lot of people d-died…. ”
Frederic turned to face the interesting being when he seemed confused as to why the other prisoners can be happy at the festival despite all that's happened. "For many, it's the best they can do for the ones who have died. If everyone had instead resigned to the dark fate of death and gave up, I could imagine that there would be only a handful of prisoners left compared to the numbers we have now."
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//I got my doot doot! This makes me happy!
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[~☪~] How long had it been since he had come to live here in the midst of Radiant Gardens?
Shinjiro was sitting against the cliff-side that overlooked the ground below and the old castle in the middle that was once the hideout of all of the villains who gathered together in order to try and capture the seven princesses…
He still didn’t know if he would ever be able to find his old world again… so many were being found and restored, but… it appeared Sora couldn’t find the one that they had gotten stuck in once when he was young…
Not that he had much hope of finding it…
After a bit, it appeared that he had some company, as he glanced behind him at his visitor.
“Oh, hello, your majesty. It’s nice to see you again.”
It had been some time since Mickey had last visited Radiant Garden while there was no invasion of the Heartless or a problem with Nobodies. He walked along the streets, waving at the residents and having small chat with Leon and his friends. He soon found himself at the cliffside, and saw someone that he had expected to see there. "It's good to see you too, Shinjiro," he said with a big smile on his face while he walked over and sat down with the male.
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I GOT THIS AND I WAS LIKE WHAT THE FUCK
there are over 128,000 notes and i still got one
how
i reblogged this less than 2 minutes ago
how the actual fuck
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do not question
I want a doot doot
HOW THE FUCK
a try it again
Lemme try
Hmm
I never got one. This was a lie lol.
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When the wardens announced the festival, Seth was a bit hesitant to attend. He hadn't heard from Sky in a while, and the male was still hesitant in interacting with others again. However, the twins wanted him to go and have fun, and his other partners agreed. "Alright, you've convinced me... I'll need to make sure I dress appropriately, and you four need to behave," he spoke and Espeon, Umbreon, Lucario, and Typhlosion all responded in joined agreement.
Seth watched the twins playing with each other in his room, from horseplay to hide and seek. They eventually hopped onto the bed where he sat, nuzzling against him while resting in his lap. They have become protective ever since they found out that he had lost his arm, even after he assured them that everything would be okay. "I had help here when it happened... and you guys are giving me more strength to get through the day."
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