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You brought this on yourself.

no i'm not crying what makes you think that.

#[out of pearls]#00mogar #mogared #[WHAT IS THIS WATER ON MY FACE]#[I MEAN I JUST WOKE UP AND I SEE THAT MESSAGE IN MY ACTIVITIES]#[AND I'M JUST SO TOUCHED AND]#[SAM I HATE YOU. BUT I LOVE YOU.]#[I HATE YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE A LITTLE SHIT THAT MAKES ME CRY WITH YOUR SWEET WORDS.]#[BUT I LOVE YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE /MY/ LITTLE SHIT THAT MAKES ME CRY WITH YOUR SWEET WRODS.]#[i really couldn't ask for better friends.]

"If home is where the heart is then we’re all just fucked."

It’s been but barely two days since Geoff was killed for the first time, and the mood in the air is bitter and apprehensive. The First is alone, in the shade of his stone monolith, the Fool deserting him to instead harass the Builder. A figure approaches and he squints against the sun, slightly sitting up from where he rests in the grass and relaxing again when the Warrior tosses down his loot from the mobs and sinks onto the grass besides him, muttering cynical words.

Home.

The notion brings up a recent memory-

{{He wakes up s c r e a m i n g - heart pounding blood ringing in ears fingers clawing at sheets the phantom pain in his chest. Cold, white, clammy hands scrabble for the hilt of a weapon two desperate grasps too far away. Weaponless, he faces off against the darkness and the fears contained within, trembling as he had never allowed himself to shake before."I’m sorry-" Whispers consume the silence with apology that will never see the light of day.}}

Heart.

A better, earlier memory now-

{{Whooping, Michael leads his lads into the fray, a capture-the-tower, or so they’ve dubbed it- between the younger and older. Lads and Gents. Across the map Ryan lies in wait as Michael bounds his way across the upper part of the structure, and below Geoff hunts for Gavin in the maze of cacti. Jack gives a friendly wave to Ray and makes a foolhardy run for the Lad’s tower, getting shot down and popping back out unharmed of the Gent’s bunker. Admist the playful competition, Geoff is grinning and yelling out like a childish schoolboy, his future burden something he would never guess to happen. His heart is with his boys, his friends, his confidants.}}

The image fades and he is brought back to the present with an odd, wistful smile on his tired and no longer immortal features.

“No.” He says softly, looking at Michael- his loudmouth, the wild child with a fierce passion and loyalty -with a gentle fatherly gaze usually reserved for Gavin.

"We’ll be just fine."

#00mogar #mogared #*main verse

[10:14:25 PM] weenie sam: holy shit warrior cats was a real thing

[10:14:28 PM] weenie sam: THAT FUCKING BOOK COVER

#mogared #{wow sam}#{w o w}#{slow claps}#*skype bullshit

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//what no omg shh. you and i and everyone else are on equal footing here im no better than you ok. <3

//man youve got the rping equivalent to a writing deity agh. always looked up to you and stuff writing-wise so maybe it's just me. gah sorry i know we're both on the same level my mind is just all aodjosio yknow <3

#mogared #ooc

mogared replied to your post:mogared replied to your photo “//plbbbbbt...

//ye u did cuz u a cutie

//im honored oh jeez am i supposed to bow at your compliment

#mogared #youre like rp royalty im jsut #eeeeeeeee #ooc

mogared replied to your photo “//plbbbbbt munday”

/wee oo wee oo cutie alert

//did i just get called cute by tumblr user mogared am i dreaming