seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from China
seen from Argentina
seen from Ukraine
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from Argentina
seen from Morocco
seen from France
seen from United States
seen from Thailand
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from Russia
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from Hungary
seen from Uzbekistan
She's still here. I don't know why she's here, but she is. She just stares as I tend to the insects and arachnids, though I can't really blame her. The only person who would talk to her consistently is dead now... I still miss him, despite everything. I imagine she does, too.
"It must be lonely, not having anyone to talk to. If it means anything, I miss him as well. Is that why you attached yourself to me?"
@purityofthesoul
What's a peasant to a noble.
A noble to a king.
A king to a god.
And a god to a non-believer.
@bayside-hermit-crab @impurityinthesoil @the-spiral-of-chaos
@spiraltober
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[REDACTED]: Are you sure this is worth it?
Ciarog: Yes. I'm sure. Now get back to work, Kingsley.
I didn't realize how wrong I was. I'm sorry. Please, let me atone for my sins in any way except this, please-
You know there's no other way, Beetle.
Name: Ciarog [REDACTED]
Age: 27
Gender and pronouns: Non-binary, They/them
Personality: Find out for yourself.
Backstory: No, you aren't getting a sob story, go away.
Religion: Spiral of Chaos
Physical conditions: Chronic illness, need I say more?
Mental conditions: I'm not telling any of this to strangers, who even wrote these questions? Ugh.
Friends: Scian, Charon, and Adam. Scian will always be my savior, of course, but Charon shares my interest in shelled, multi-legged creatures. We should talk more about our respective armies at some point. Adam is more like myself personality wise, so we don't clash like I do with some of the others. I wish he had more time, but we'll see each other in the new world. I'm certain of it.
@anord @the-spiral-of-chaos @bayside-hermit-crab @impurityinthesoil
Ciarog just lays in their bed, hacking and coughing, all while listening to the mad rambles of their fellow followers. King or God, healthy or ill, it didn't matter either way. They'll all reset soon enough, and when the time comes, they'll finally be at peace. For now, though, they'll have to tolerate this. They're not sure how Imni does it.
@the-spiral-of-chaos @impurityinthesoil @bayside-hermit-crab
YOUR OLD
"I'm 27?!?!"
They attempt to throw a shoe at Cami, but it doesn't go very far.
FUCKING OLD
"Can you calm down with the swear words? It's unprofessional."
OOOOLD
"No, no I'm not."
