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❝ ɢᴏᴅꜱ,
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❝ 𝘾𝙤𝙖𝙡 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙, 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙡𝙨❞
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❝ 𝘾𝙤𝙖𝙡 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙, 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙡𝙨❞
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#blueskyrp #Originalcharacter
"My home, they're not very common. Relegated to mythology. One could believe that they were extinct, but I believe they are just exceptionally patient." ↷
Oh. Merlin had asked him something. What was it? ah. Yes.
“Yes. It was a demon. I did not know because all information on demons was heavily censored.”
When Thistle speaks, Merlin imagines dozens of faces overlapping their own. Listless, hollow, and cloying. His smile fades, but it's not as though he is unhappy.
He feels like he'll be scolded if he smiles at a time like this.
"I misspoke. Perhaps it was not your own ↷
"My home, they're not very common. Relegated to mythology. One could believe that they were extinct, but I believe they are just exceptionally patient." ↷
After centuries stuck with me, I turned him into a keyboard warrior with an attitude problem and a sadistic streak. My bad."
After centuries stuck with me, I turned him into a keyboard warrior with an attitude problem and a sadistic streak. My bad."
There are very few who could ever hope to compare to him. He lived and died as a true hero. He deserves more respect than this. Seeing his legacy defiled like ↷
“It’s tragic! A fake taking your place in the mask of an old mage! Disgusting.”
There are very few who could ever hope to compare to him. He lived and died as a true hero. He deserves more respect than this. Seeing his legacy defiled like ↷
When Thistle speaks, Merlin imagines dozens of faces overlapping their own. Listless, hollow, and cloying. His smile fades, but it's not as though he is unhappy.
He feels like he'll be scolded if he smiles at a time like this.
"I misspoke. Perhaps it was not your own ↷
When Thistle speaks, Merlin imagines dozens of faces overlapping their own. Listless, hollow, and cloying. His smile fades, but it's not as though he is unhappy.
He feels like he'll be scolded if he smiles at a time like this.
"I misspoke. Perhaps it was not your own ↷
"The original Grand Caster was an employee of Chaldea, but he sacrificed himself to save humanity. As a result, the spot of Grand Caster was to be freed and assigned to the next eligible person."
Merlin gestures vaguely with his hands. ↷
That alone made Majora stare into Merlin's eyes with concern.
"Heh... I think I just lost my Grand Caster title... To a rotting corpse."
"The original Grand Caster was an employee of Chaldea, but he sacrificed himself to save humanity. As a result, the spot of Grand Caster was to be freed and assigned to the next eligible person."
Merlin gestures vaguely with his hands. ↷
“ What you’re doing is casting doubt with some extra steps at best.”
It's a fascinating dichotomy, the human mind. The way it works. I enjoy tugging the strings and seeing the consequences."
It's a fascinating dichotomy, the human mind. The way it works. I enjoy tugging the strings and seeing the consequences."
It's a fascinating dichotomy, the human mind. The way it works. I enjoy tugging the strings and seeing the consequences."
"Heh... I think I just lost my Grand Caster title... To a rotting corpse."
He reaches over to hug Merlin.
"Now, what's this about losing a job?"
"Heh... I think I just lost my Grand Caster title... To a rotting corpse."
"Hmmmph! You and everyone else who keeps treating me like a kid! Ugh. It's so annoying."
... Um. Somehow, this is just as hard. But he gives it his best shot.
"Once I'm done you'll—𝑝𝑓𝑓𝑓𝑡. I'm sorry, I-I can't. You are so cute, it makes me want to drain the life from your eyes and rip your husk to shreds." 💞
"Really~? You must have been in pretty dire straits, but the will to survive runs strong in us all.
May I pry?"
"Oh, I see. Well, it's nice to have people who fret over you. Some people don't realize that until it's too late."
"Really~? You must have been in pretty dire straits, but the will to survive runs strong in us all.
May I pry?"