🪶: Alright, didn't think I'd have to say this here but if you read my pinned, Mun is a minor sooo I'll go ahead and put that in the description since that seems like a problem I'll be coming back to if I don't.

@ — Aventurine?! 🍀 27 🎰 ₊˚. He/Him 🎲 ───── ⋆ ───── #hsrrp & #mvrp & #honkaistarrailrp .ᐟ ___ ★₊˚﹟ Then, do you trust me? ’ ♟️ bsky.app/profile/risk...

🪶: WHAT NO I'M NOT—

Aeons..right when I was gettin' used to usin' the other app.. Well guess here I am now...

🪶: Anywaysss, here's this lil thing. :3

🪶: ALL MY SOLOS ARE DONE FINALLY

❦ 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑴𝒆 ❦ ❦ 𝑰'𝒎 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝑵𝒂ï𝒗𝒆 ❦ ❦ 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝑩𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑩𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❦

❦ 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝑰𝒕 𝑹𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 ❦ It was about time he had thought about visiting her, his supposed daughter, Clementine. Delaying it for so long..she should have been the first priority to find. She was his kid after all. But he was a coward. +

¤ When I Die, I'll Keep The Angels By Your Side ¤ He watched the farm house from the distance, torn between two choices. Each led to the same conclusion; His daughter worried over him. Yet...if he did visit...how would he explain...this? He sighed as he gathered his courage +

His eyes opened slowly, waking from his slumber. He decided to listen to his Pa, to get some rest, and for once...he didn't have a nightmares. Sure he didn't have any dreams either, but it was better than nothing. He let out a soft sigh as he sat up. Yawning before he +

🦇 . . . ? 🦇 The pounding wasn't going away, no matter what he did. He tried resting, relaxing, eating. None of it had served him any good. It even felt as if it had enhanced the pain. Maybe some fresh air would help . . . And so, he quietly got out of the bed, putting on +

🪶: Putting these dates on the solos feels like I'm honoring their death or something....

☆ Solo 7 ☆ Those nightmares...they stopped appearing as frequently...yet, each one seemed worse than the last...at least, this one certainly did seem to mess with him. He felt cold in here in this...actually he wasn't sure where he was this time. It was pitch black as far as +

[A few years earlier..] In the silence, he stared at the evening sky, comtemplating on the greater world outside. Until suddenly the sound of cries resounded loud and clear through the stillness of the evening. As he followed the sound, he came across a red-faced baby, the +

[Solo 6] ( This one went out to Gabby! ) Sitting down in front of his daughter, he lets his hair fall down in her hands. "Come on, kiddo, get yer hands in there." He said with a chuckle as he felt her small nimble fingers tangle in his hair. +

¤ Sour ¤ "Papa, I'm old enough to go off by myself!" Clementine was tired of arguing over this, why couldn't he see her point? "I'm worried over ya, sweet pea," he said gruffly, "Something might happen to ya when I'm not there." +

🪶: Sighhh back to solo posting now that I had a break—

🪶: Kiwi...how are you always the first to follow....

=PINNED= Information 𝓜𝓾𝓷 -16 -MDNI DNI -Grog/🌱 𝓜𝓾𝓼𝓮 -always in [] -Old man (3200+) -Grand Admiral and creator of the Gray Battalion -thas all u get for now :3 ~strawpage~ currentlywill.straw.page

PINNED <3

“ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴡʙᴏʏ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ | ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ᴘʀɪꜱᴏɴᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇ”

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵.

🪶: This is canon admin lore now—

🪶: Sighhh I'll continue solos later...probably.

[Solo 5] 🪶: Once again, this was fluff for Kiwi. "Papa, papa! Stars!" She squealed as she dragged her father out to the pasture. "Now, now, give me a second, moonlight, yer papa's not as fast as you are." He said as he stumbled slightly, holding onto his hat. +

[ Solo 4] 'You are my sunshine' "No..no..no.." 'My only sunshine' "CLEM!? PA?!" He yelled, inhaling the ashes. 'You make me happy' He continued to search through the rubble, desperately searching for the ones he loves. +

🪶: WHAT WAS I ON AUG. 1ST??? I JUST REDID THREE SOLOS ON THAT SAME DAY???

Solo 3- 🪶: This was for Kiwi ( @derangedranger1 ) One thing he couldn't get out of his mind was that familar feeling he got around that other cowboy he met..or maybe cyborg? A mix of both really. Almost like he could relate to the guy, yet he just barely knows him. +

[Solo 2] Ever since that night he seemed to get flashes of that hellish nighgmare. Even when interacting with others in that so called organization, it felt strange. Adventurine seemed like a good man, albeit he risks way too much. Though he really couldn't judge, +

[Solo] Boothill awoke sweating, tears pricking his eyes. That nightmare was horridly vivid. Ashes upon ashes, nothing was left. Not his Pa. Siblings. Even his darling sunshine Clementine.. Everything was gone. It was that same familar feeling he felt before.. +

𓇂 𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹 𓇂

🪶: On to the solos....

𓇁 𝑫𝑵𝑰 𓇁

𓇀 𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑺 𓇀

𓆿 𝑺𝑶𝑳𝑶𝑺 𓆿

𓆽 𝑴𝑼𝑵 𓆽

🪶: Not even half way through... sobbing....

𓇈 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑴𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒂 𓇈

𓆼 𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑬 𓆼

Pa's got me this little device, says I could interact with people from all over. Hah, name's Boothill . . . It's a name usually reserved for dead gun slingers, though I guess I'm not exactly what ya'd call alive . . .

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