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Nintendo Consoles Superset by BlackGarden
Your sims can have the coolest video game consoles of their time with this functional set. It includes the NES, two regional versions of the SNES, and N64, which your 80s and/or 90s sims will love playing so much that they’ll miss their work carpools or the school bus.
Download the Free Time versions here at TSR. The creator also has Base Game compatible versions if you do not have Free Time.
A commission for a couple who wanted their Guardians in the Black Garden, ready to battle the forces of Darkness. Made in Clip Studio Paint.
Journal Entry
19th Sun of the First Umbral Moon
There has been a great deal happening and I have been lax in keeping a proper record of my thoughts. It has been well over a week. While this might be a long entry...I will do my best to summarize much.
I suppose I will start with the more social aspects. Jun and I became public to the crew. Through smaller conversations with the Captain, Katalin, Catherina, and Cor...to attending a party together. That party will need more detail.
Jun and I have also been making a lot of strides in learning more and more about each other. He is so romantic. He says things that make me feel so wanted and just suddenly aware of my own person and his. I cannot imagine a day without seeing him now. On a good note, there has not been any more contact from his ‘father’ or family.
From here, things began to spin. The people on the ship (Rosette, Corsa’ir and Z’ylarix) with connections to all sort of groups managed to track down information about the people that had tried to attack and kill the medics. Apparently, we (The ship and crew) are under the ‘gun’ of an assassin’s guild running along the coastline of LaNoscea.
The Captain organized a force to strike the three locations we had found down. We hit them all hard. I am not fully aware of the details from the other locations, but ours left me forever shaken. And it was not the actions of the enemy, more the permission from the Captain to unleash ourselves and show no mercy was fulfilled as Mafrea used magic he swore he would never use. I will not put in writing anything with true detail in case this is found. But it was more than illegal, it was something that can put his soul in jeopardy.
But with Arik leading us, myself, Katalin, Cahnah, Mafrea, and Kayne struck at this place that was an apparently active ‘cell’. It was a bloodbath, mostly on the enemy’s end.
I handled my report and could not bring myself to post it, or talk much, or really talk to Mafrea at all, for days. I went numb to hide my heartbreak at his actions that were not needed at all. Jun was there for the hardest parts and the nightmares that followed every conversation.
I tried my best to let it go and move on as I went to attend the Valentione’s Day celebration that Balor threw. Which was odd to find Balor suddenly on the ship once more. He brought a girl that seemed nice. Jun finally just held my hand in the public eye of the crew and it was met with calm happiness. We were not mocked and he was not teased. Things finally felt right and then everything went south.
Z’ylarix came out and whispered in my ear, asking if there were painkillers in the med bay. She said to pretend like I was teasing me about something, because they were all in the brig, while the party took place, interrogating the captives taken from the guild raids. She then vanished when she got what information she wanted from me.
Then the alarms began to sound, indicating the brig had been breached. The ship immediately shook as a strange wave of red aether shot through it. Arik pulled together the Vanguard and moved through and secured the ship while Catherina and Mafrea were trying to take down a sigil left on our brig’s door. I ran up to the Bridge crew and secured the floor. The Captain ordered the ship to redirect to Gridania and we made a messy pull off from the Limsa landing. I’m sure they are not pleased with us.
I must continue this on another page.
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Journal of a drunk Mercenary #1
Day 11th of the Sixth Umbral Moon
I used to keep a journal back until she died. It was a funny way of leaving her messages because I knew she would read it, the trouble maker she was. Rhalgr’s beard does that feel like three lifetimes ago. I miss her everyday, but it is best to never dwell on the past.
With that said, now I suppose it is time for me to get back into it now that I have more free time in my old age. Where to start I wonder? I turned thirty springs a few months ago, and I am starting to feel my age. I finally joined another crew after so many years of going solo. The Black Garden is what they are called, decent bunch if not a few pretentious ones. It has been a treat, she would have loved it. Adventure, booze, and gil. The perfect life. I did meet one person in-particular that interested me. Her name is Catherina...I never did get her last name, let this serve as a note to remind to get it from her later. So, I wrote a letter to her to ask her out. She agreed, but thought it was for professional development. That was a good one. Who is more professional that ole Balor? But no, I informed her it was a date and she was surprised at first but she accepted. Much to my surprise.
My original plan was to go to Costa..a favorite place of mine because the stars are so nice from the beach. But the rain put a stop to that, we ended up at the Bismark instead and just talked over a bottle of wine. She isn’t as scary as she and the crew may let on. We talked about the stars, and this expedition she is leading. Which sounded like fun, so of course I volunteered. I asked her on a second date. She seemed hesitant and told me the reason. I can’t blame her I suppose, it is hard to get close after a break up..or loss. I know that all to well. It was funny, I was tempted to tell her about Becky..but even after all this time that wound still feels so fresh. Will I ever get over it? it has been damn near ten years. I thought the news of the death of her murderer would bring me peace..it didn’t. I thought fulfilling our dream of seeing a free Ala Mhigo would bring me joy. It didn’t. The only thing I ever feel? Loneliness
Deiva-5!
~Artistic Ghost