heh i can send asks to sephiroth
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heh i can send asks to sephiroth
you are part of the 1%
very important question: what do the candies taste like?
H̵U̧M͟AN ̛S͞OU͟LS
Actually they taste like whatever your character’s favorite flavor is!
Or maybe they taste like nacho cheese.
-- mod altair.
@shadowbringcr
this city was large. far larger than she originally anticipated, leading her to wander seemingly aimlessly as she tried to get her bearings straight. she had a map she found, but it did little to tell her just where exactly she was, or more importantly what this city was.
this city is amazing in every single way i am going to love burning it to the ground but i must be patient, for my chance will come
no one in this city looked quite the same. it was her assumption that they were all from different worlds, though at the moment that was a fact which was a bit too hard to swallow. even if it gave her the smallest glimmer of hope that perhaps there was a way for her yet to see her family.
‘ miss. can you tell me where this place is? i don’t know where i am. ’
twitter meme | not accepting.
@shadowbringcr said: 🐤
❝ I would say ‘you look like you’ve seen a ghost’, but that doesn’t sound like it’d be in good taste right now. Not with... this. With everything. ❞
the warrior motions to himself wearily, though his eyes remains fixed on the elezen’s hand. was it just him, or was she positively itching to pull out that greatsword of hers? surely his appearance wasn’t that startling — was it? certainly, ardbert hadn’t expected to come out of the battle with hades. not when he had used up whatever power had been left in that broken soul of his to mend another, not when that accursed light had demanded nothing less of him. but he had at least hoped that the warrior of light might be a little bit more amicable to his appearance ( confused as he may be, confused as it might make them ).
❝ You... Are you alright? I didn’t do something, did I? ❞ and how could he, at that?
@shadowbringcr.
STOP DROPPING YOUR CIRCLES ALL OVER THE ARENA
STOP BEING SO BAD AT DODGING CIRCLES!
WELCOME TO SPIRALE. BEST MAKE YOURSELF COMFORTABLE, ONLY THE HEAVENS KNOW HOW LONG WE’D BE STRANDED IN HERE.
-- lycelle astarinn, warrior of light ( @shadowbringcr )
‘ burning it all to the ground & force them to start again. they made you lose everything. now return the favor. ’
He feels the corner of his mouth pull to one side on hearing those words, a rush of familiar warmth in his chest that settles in the core of his being. Validation – someone speaking words he’d long repeated to himself. His ears catch each one, hanging onto everything spoken, and he cannot help himself.
Emotion sweeps his rationality away like a flood spilling into a valley.
“Good advice. Something I used to keep close to me, to keep me going during those long, lonely years. And you’re right, I did lose everything because of them. I sometimes wish I could go back–”
Escape this hell. He would be stronger. Drown his demons.
“–and right the wrongs done to me. There’s no excuse for what happened, and what they did. What did they expect? Did they care what happened? Obviously not. That wasn’t part of the job. But now… now, I know, when I go home… I’m going to see that everyone involved loses everything they hold dear.”
This is a man who never drank, nor ate, nor slept, nor bled, but instead became consumed by hate.