I ᥲm thᥱ rᥱmιᥒdᥱr to thᥱ Hᥱᥲvᥱᥒs thᥲt ᥒot ᥲᥣᥣ ᥴᥲᥒ bᥱ ᥴrᥙshᥱd bᥱᥒᥱᥲth thᥱιr jᥲdᥱ fιst.

ㅤ 🔥 ⏔⏔⏔ ⋆.౨ৎ.⟡˖ ⏔⏔⏔ 🔥 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕷𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗 .ᐟ 🔥 ⏔⏔⏔ ⋆.౨ৎ.⟡˖ ⏔⏔⏔ 🔥 ㅤ

"Gather 'round, young ones. It's time for you to hear another story.—" #MVRP | #OCRP

My teeth are aching. I miss having skin.

"If only I had eyes to see them."

"... You think is it a capital sin to run over a nun?"

Vroom vroom.

Currently sleeping on top of the bike.

He's in for a sour surprise about the "killing" part.

A settlement near a lake. Convenient.

As a delayed thank you, he decided not to get up until at least ten more minutes were past, plenty of time for Trevor to leave. "This is it. I'm installing some damn brakes on my bike. For good."

I also miss the 100% of the others so I guess it isn't that bad.

Slightly protruding from the pile of black clothing and Bones, a Forearm pointed an index to the talking skull. "Oh, sorry right. My bad. OoOoOoOo I'm the GhOoOoOost of your past! You must atone for your SiIiIiIins! Pick that heaAaAaAad back."

From the position of the skull, a faint voice could still be heard. "I'm no therapist but glad I could help."

The (currently punched bone pile) replies not. At least not yet.

Cue skull comically flying back from the spine a few feet away, then body crumbles into a pile.

"Bad news is I have no fucking clue about medicine." He offers a hand nonetheless.

//bONE SCOOTER MY LUNGS

"Huh. Uh... Can I get a hand?"

"Okay good news is if you've broken a bone, I have a few spares."

imMEDIATELY DRIFTS BACK TO A FULL STOP. "Was that a human body. Shit."

Runs [Reader] over with his bike.

Where AM I?

ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴇᴅʟᴇ sᴛᴏʀᴇ! ғᴀsʜɪᴏɴ ʙʏ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴏᴄᴄᴜʟ-- ᴡᴇʟʟ, ᴏᴄᴄᴜʟᴛ ʀᴏʟʟs ᴏғғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ ᴡᴇʟʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀɴ ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍʏ sᴛᴏʀᴇ! ʀᴀɴ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴀᴠɪᴀ ᴛʀɪʙᴇ's ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛs, ᴍᴇ! ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ǫᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ~♡ ʜᴀʟғ-ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ, ʜᴀʟғ-ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ, ғᴜʟʟ-ᴏɴ ᴄᴜᴛɪᴇ ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛ! #MVRP

He's starting to fall asleep in the middle of the interdimensional ride.

The good part of having a multidimensional portal in your bike: You can travel to other planes. The bad part: Sometimes you don't get to choose where. Or even when.

He simply nodded, turned around and snapped his fingers. A hovering pile of bones in the shape of a vehicle formed from black flames in front of him. He sat in the saddle, grabbed the handlebars, and speeded off into the distance.

"Sigh..." He drew a small black pouch from his belt. "I was hoping to buy some silver ammo with this, but..." He handed it to her. "You'll need it more than me. Here. Go to a magic store and look for a sarcasm detector. It will help you a great deal."

Okay here's my best. I'll kill whoever you want me to if In exchange I can sleep for a week uninterrupted.

Sure, I'll hunt that wayward bandit. After a nap. If you'll excuse me.

"ZzZzZzZzZzz..."

"If you can't pay in coin, consider yourself indebted." Baldur's Gate 3 - Feyran, half-elf Rogue (Assassin) Neutral Evil #BG3RP

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘮𝘦... ┏━━━━━━━━┓ Ruby Harellan Fade Struck Elvhen Mage #DARP | #OCRP MDNI #ʀᴀᴛᴍᴜɴ ┗━━━━━━━━┛ ♡ | ↻

"𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖊, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖘 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖉 𝖍𝖎𝖌𝖍, 𝕴 𝖍𝖆𝖚𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖘 𝕷𝖎𝖋𝖊'𝖘 𝖐𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖊 𝖆 𝖍𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖗𝖞, 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖗𝖞, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖊."

"Yes, you could say that." He admitted. He never really thought of his true standing per with Taric. "He's a good man, a bit too worried about his looks. he takes care of his hair for at least two hours each day. Being the Aspect of the Protector... I'm not sure where he gets the time for that."

"Taric always said I was a horrible singer." He said, trying to alleviate the weight of the moment. "But your secrets are safe with me. It is your heart you wear on your sleeve. Yet, if you wish to keep that in privacy, I'll be your accomplice."

Does he have one? He's thinking... "Have you ever heard of a song named What We Lost In The Fire? I'll sing it to you."

No reaction is given to her movement. "Life is beautiful, we just do not know what we have... Until we lose it."

Let nothing stand in your way. You are an unstoppable force.

“Time for a Bandle City Beatdown!” | RP Account for Rumble from League of Legends | | Character does not belong to me, art does not belong to me |

; NO MATTER HOW IMPOSSIBLE THE MISSION , I 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 GIVE UP ❗ 【🍄】

All journeys end somewhere. Life itself is one.

Mongooses are brave creatures. I would not be offended by being compared to one.

Strive forward, not for the end, but for the journey.