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Terribly sorry but I just need to figure some things out before I decide whether I want to stay here or not.
Thank you!
YOU ARE THE REASON

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@unshakablehope
On Hiatus Until Further Notice.
Terribly sorry but I just need to figure some things out before I decide whether I want to stay here or not.
Thank you!
You make little sense. I remain unsurprised.
W̕e͏ m͠ak̷e͏ per̛f̛ec͞t̶ s͘ęnse͠,͠ ̢w͢h͜eth͝er or̷ ̧n̵oţ ̵yo̢u und͞ers͜t̀a͟nd ͏i͜t ̕doȩsn̸’̶t̷ ço̕ùnt͢. T͏ha̸t͡’s l͠ike spe̸aki҉n͜g͏ R͝us͟s͟i͜a͡n t̢o s̨o̵m̀eO҉ne̕ ͟who do̡esn’t.̢ Iţ’s͘ ̧n҉ot t̡h͡at ͜y̴ou҉ dǫn̷’t m̧ąke͡ ̵sens̸e, ҉i̧t’̨s̵ ţh͏ey҉ ͠c҉an’͏t und́erst̶an̸d ̶you͞.̕ ̡ ͡Ple͟ase̷ ̡ma͘k̕e ̛of ̡n̵ot̛e ́of͝ th̀at. O̡th҉er̀wise,́ W͜e’d thin̨ķ ýo̢u͟’̨ḑ fįnd͘ ͜ìt ͡hop͏e͢le̵ss̛ ͢f͟o͡r ͢U͡s͏. ͠T̕hat́’́s ̨ŕa̛th͜er rude, after àl̷l.
You speak with riddles and seek to tell me I do not understand. It is not that I do not comprehend your words it is I do not know to what end you speak twisted logic in a tongue few have spoken yet to me.
No. There is always hope, even in one as you. Being rude is not what I intend however if it must be how I must act in order to seek truth of your intentions, then I shall become such.
L͡ähete̷t̕t͟ä̴v҉ä̀ or̀i͠t̴e҉st͡ei̸hin.
Poni?
Mitä aiot tehdä?
St͢ick͢ a͏j̕a̵t̷el̀len mei̴d͏ä͜n͠ ͟h͜at̕ k̡u̡t̨su̸n͟ Maka̵r̨o͞n͘i̸t̨.
You make little sense. I remain unsurprised.
L͡ähete̷t̕t͟ä̴v҉ä̀ or̀i͠t̴e҉st͡ei̸hin.
Poni?
Mitä aiot tehdä?
iamanswers replied to your post:
S̀u̸u̴ta͘m҉me͜ ova҉t͠ s̛elvät.҉ ̨Hy͏vi̧en̷ käy̢tös͜ta͘poj̡en̢ ́r̷aj͟a҉t. Mút͝t̕a̛ ͠ainaki͘n m͟u̶is̨t́a͝a ́m͡ei͝ḑän͠ ni͞m͏is̷s͢ämm͢e.̛
Se ei ole usein, että unohdan.
Mitä sinä haluat?
Lö̶y͜simme͡ n͠äp͜p̡ä̢rä pįkk̷u̧ ̸t̛ra͝n͏sl͢at̵or҉ ͟j̡a͞ ́keh́itäm̵m͠e͏ p͜a͜rh͝ai̵ĺĺaan ͞k̵ä̧y̷ttä͞ä s͟i͡tä̛ ͞h͢y͡vi̸n ̕ja tiedä̛mm͜e ̨t͢eidän ̡m͟yö͏s͜ re͝nga̧s͘ ͜pu̸r̴kaa̢ s̵e ja t͏iȩd͠et͘ään̴,̡ et͏t̵ä̡ ̧t̕e͘e͠m̵m͞ę ̀om̀an ̛a̧i͜ka̕n̷s͜ą, si͢l̀lä͡ ̴t̡ät̷ä ͡ki҉elt͡ä̸ on s͡e͜k҉avia̡ ̧mut͠ta̵ ͝o̸n͜ kul̢unu̷t j́onk̀in verra͏n҉ a̷ikaa ̀n͘au͢han W͘o̢r̨m~
Voit puhua kielillä, One. En ymmärrä miksi, kun voimme puhua selkeästi.
Back Stabbers
Sound Dancer heard her master speaking with the Soothing Saint (as she thought of him); she could bask all day in the gentle crooning that one’s ring produced… not that she was allowed such a privilege. Her master wanted that ring — and the ring-wielder — himself.
But she knew her master was lying… pretending all was well, when it wasn’t. Sayd had betrayed the Saint — and Master wasn’t warning him!
She edged a bit closer to Master, whispering in his ear, “Warn him-im, please?”
Larfleeze planted a hand on Sound Dancer’s face and shoved her away. “Warn him about what?” he asked a bit too loud.
Of his times spent at Larfleeze's side he had seen his fair share of the sentient constructs under the other Lantern's control. It has become habit to avoid them and their detection even now as he makes his way back to the planet Agent Orange calls home. Floating steadily downwards, feet barely touching upon the uneven ground, there is a voice he recognizes in it's sheer volume. Walker hesitates, choosing to remain unseen, unheard, with his back to the chilled stone wall. Any other time he would have refrained from such lowly methods. It was not like him to stick to the shadows and listen yet there was something that bothered him in the way things had transpired. He knew only that there was something Larfleeze was not informing him of.
Having been away for so long...
Walker bows his head, shrinking further back against the wall and further from sight. 'Warn him about what' Larfleeze says and the Blue Lantern looks at the ground in thought, confusion tickling it's way up the back of his neck. Warn who? There is little else he can do save for waiting and listening.
Psst: Three things that I've always wanted to tell you.
I respect you greatly
I sometimes regret my decision on joining the Blue Lantern Corps or not.
You need to try Ma Kent’s apple pie
Who is Ma Kent?
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D’aw!
unshakablehope started following you
“Saint Walker,” she smiled at him, “a pleasure to see you once again.”
"Sister Sercy," he greets with his own smile, bowing his head in the slightest as he approaches her. "It is good to see you once more. I trust you have been well?"
*leaves a copy of Fifty Shades of Grey in the askbox*
I do not understand the purpose of this book.
[Eyes skim the pages and tilt it this way and that, blinking owlishly.]
...is this a hidden initiate manual for the Sinestro Corps?
Quick question - have you ever considered serving your Lord and Master - Darkseid of Apokolips?
Never. I apologize but I believe you have wasted your time and continue to do so.
That I know is a lie.
Why is that?
You give more than you realize.
Nothing happened, Walker. Nothing at all.
…Hm.
If you say so Larfleeze. You have given me no reason to not believe you.
That’s because I don’t give anything.
That I know is a lie.
Nothing happened, Walker. Nothing at all.
...Hm.
If you say so Larfleeze. You have given me no reason to not believe you.
[[ Headed off for a while I'll be back later! ]]