What could go wrong in your hands?

₊˚⊹♡ ୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ ∂єѕιяє σƒ тнє єη∂ℓєѕѕ. ⋄

Wind chimes jingle in the void.

"My mind is made. Yours isn't." A blunt statement. Delivered with a smug grin.

"Do I? Specify. I said a lot of things."

Not familiar with those.

How dare you. I'm clearly shaved Hozier.

"Depends on how much I like folk. I don't assume you know Hard Times Come Again No More? Struggling to remember the damn key..." He rubs his chin, producing a notebook as his arms rest on the instrument. "The less I like them, the clearer I am."

I WANNA PET THE DOG

He's been using the swamp as a base. It's fun to pull the croc's tails and RUN-

ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴏᴘᴘᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏʟᴅ ɪ ᴘᴏʟɪꜱʜᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ꜱᴏ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ɢʀᴏᴡ ᴏʟᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ʀᴏᴛ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴇɴᴇᴅ ꜱᴋɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴅᴇꜱᴘɪᴛᴇ ᴀʟʟ ɪ ᴛʀʏ~🎵

And yet she takes the form of a woman, guessed in earthly hues. There *is* something.

What *does* she remember?

"A Carcosan." His eyes raise. An eerie green of the auroras over the snow. Under blond locks against an anachronistic suit. He's old and young. All at once. His hushed voice is deafening. His pressence turns snow to ice around his feet. "That must be exactly why you were chosen. Yet~>

"I know everyone. All are bound by fate." The hurdy gurdy creaks, whining into the auroras overhead. He's trying to find his tone. "Wouldn't you rather do something else?"

@grimshielder.bsky.social You bear heavy weights, Earl.

But many fail to *keep* their humanity through it. Have you?

Huh. Didn't expect to relate.

And it never will.

𝔄𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔰 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔟𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔇𝔢𝔢𝔭 𝔦𝔫 𝔣𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔥 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡, 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔟𝔬𝔡𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔟𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔟𝔦𝔩𝔢 𝔇𝔢𝔢𝔭 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔫𝔢, 𝔪𝔶 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔰𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔬𝔴 𝔇𝔢𝔢𝔭 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔫𝔢, 𝔪𝔶 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔣𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰... #MVRP | #OCRP | #ModernRP

@siniswatching.bsky.social Cartas... Pero no de tarot. Interesante.

"𝘓𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘦... 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴." #FantasyRP | #ModernRP | #MVRP 🎨: Cris Xia

ᅠᅠ 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐀 𝐓𝐔𝐋𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐀. ✦ OC created to #AncientRomeRP ✦ Descriptive Portrayal. ✦ #HistoricalRP / #MVRP / #RoyaltyRP ✦ Open to plot and banter ! ᅠᅠ

'I won't rest so long as the people of Julesvale need protecting!' RP portrayal of Fleet from Rivals of Aether. 🌪️ Detailed ➵ 🌪️ Fairly selective ➵ 🌪️ DM's open for plotting ➵ 🌪️ Story-focused ➵ 🌪️ New to character and verse, not to RP ➵ 🌪️ #RoARP #MVRP ➵ 🌪️ 🔄 & ❤️ ? ➵

⛧ ─── ⋆⋅🥀⋅⋆ ─── ⛧ ❝Is this what's left of me? Debilitated life— look back and see nothing but my self wasted. ⠀ Is this what's left of me? What’s left will be destroyed. Is it ever ending, my self-hatred?❞ ⛧ ─── ⋆⋅🪦⋅⋆ ─── ⛧

⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄ ‧₊˚✧ Aᴇʟʟᴀ "Eʟsɪᴇ" Eʟᴅʀɪᴛᴄʜ / Iɴᴅɪᴇ Sᴛᴀʀ Wᴀʀs OC ✧˚₊‧ Pᴀᴛʜғɪɴᴇʀ / Aʟʟʏ / Rᴇᴅsʜɪʀᴛ Cʀᴇᴡᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ‧₊˚✧ 18+ Mᴜɴ / SFWRP / Mᴀᴛᴄʜᴇs Sᴛʏʟᴇ ✧˚₊‧ Mᴀɪɴ: @aellaeldritch.bsky.social ⠈⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓ ↻ & ♡? ༓･*˚⁺‧͙ ˚*･༓ I̦͇͎ɴ͎̺̙ғ͎͔̘ᴏ̫̝͕/̺̞̻R̪̙̟ᴜ̘͇̪ʟ̦͕̘ᴇ͇͉̟s̪̟͜ ⇣ ༓･*˚

·̩͙།† ͝ ︶ ͝ ⏝ ͝ ︶ ͝ †། ·̩͙ ❝Maybe it's a heaven sign, let the angel's fate decide— ‘cause my heart is full of diamonds.❞ ┈┈・🦊・┈┈

𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠, 𝑙𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒔. ‎‎ ℝ𝕖𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕔𝕒 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕪𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕥 ‎ ‎ 𝕄𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕒𝕝 𝕎𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕣 ‎ ‎ ℂ𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕊𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕒𝕣 ‎ ‎ 𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕔 𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕖𝕗 ‎ ‎ 𝕋𝕎: ℙ𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕤 #mvrp #fantasyrp #dndrp #ffrp #bskyrp #monsterrp ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 💙+🔄

🍀Character Backstory🍀 docs.google.com/document/d/e... 🍀 #MVRP 🍀 #OCRP 🍀 #FantasyRP 🍀 Literate, detailed, experienced RP (10+ years of experience) 🍀 Original Universe. Don't feel confined to anything; worldbuilding still in progress

⧏ 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 𝘪𝘴 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 - 𝘐𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 ⧐ ____________________________________ ۞ 𝙸𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝙾𝙲 ۞ 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜/𝙱𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛/𝙲𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 ۞ 𝟷𝟾+ 𝙼𝚞𝚗 ۞ 𝚂𝙵𝚆 ____________________________________ 𝚁𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜/𝙸𝚗𝚏𝚘 ⇣ ↻ & ♡?

ㅤ ㅤ ⋆ㅤㅤㅤ What is that 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾? 𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗽 𝗹 𝗮 𝘆 ——&& 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘽𝙀𝙏. 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

@wickedswamp.bsky.social Gently petting a crocodile. He breathes. But there's nothing behind those milky eyes. Only a hollow sack of living flesh.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ« 🅈𝕆𝕌 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒆 ㅤㅤㅤ𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝕻𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ&•& ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ🄳𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕕 M̳𝐄, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏.ᐟ ㅤㅤ

You will have your rest in due time, and I am sorry for the burdens I place on you.

There she is- Not a familiar face- a rhyming one. Yes.

𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴... ʍollǝ⅄ uI ɓuı⋊ ǝɥ⊥