Welkin thumbed a line of black powder onto his hand and snorted it, humming to himself. 🎶"The wonder of the world is gone, I know for sure. All the wonder that I want, I found in her. As the whole becomes a part I strike to burn. And no flame returns."🎶

For far too long Welkin just stood in stunned silence while rainwater dripped from the brim of his hat. Trying to gather the words to explain his disappearance. Welkin rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly beneath the collar of his coat. +

"There are things out there in the dark. Old things. Things that like to wear people like costumes. They don't barge in, all teeth and claws. No, they slide in quiet. Whispers. Dreams. Lullabies in the wings. And once they're inside, they start feeding. On thoughts. Memories. Guilt. +

"𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙. 𝑁𝑜, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚. 𝐿𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑘𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑔." 𝑁𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑎 𝐴𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑖 𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟, ℎ𝑒𝑥𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑟, 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑟. 𝙍𝙋 | 𝙈𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚 | 𝙇𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙒𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧. ⠀↺ | ♡︎

"You might as well be speakin' Latin."

"Seems like? That's a rather round about way of insultin' one's intelligence. But I guess if that's how you wanna label it."

The fresh faced gunslinger tilted his head staring in the direction of the professor, his bright blue cloudy eyes blinked in utter bewilderment. "So like craftsmen, or some kinda militia?"

"A guild? Like a merchant's guild? What the Sam Hill are merchants doing in a tomb?"

"Now I'm back in Van Zandt and sadly I am to blame.~"

"The hell is a Naza-rick?"

"Cold enough out here that my revolver’s got more feeling in it than my fingers."

"𝑰 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝑨𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆." 𝐶𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝐸𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑟𝑖. 𝐶𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑢𝑛𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑙. #MVRP/ #OCRP / #FantasyRP

"I'm scared."

Don't, don't, don't, don't, look at what's in front of you. Boots, boots, boots, boots, movin' up an' down again. Men, men, men ,men ,men go mad with watchin' em."

"I learned young that pity's heavier than any coffin. So I don't ask for it."

"I sat there and offered advice, Concise and exceedingly nice. But nobody heard, So now every word Costs triple the normal price."

"Just need a bit of powder to help take the edge off."

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I’ve long since retired from defending kings or queens. ⠀ ⠀Now I wish to pursue and ensure the safety of everyone with the knowledge I have. #MVRP #NSFW #FantasyRP #OCRP ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ♡&↻

There once was a gunslinger tired, Whose patience had wholly expired. No monsters to track, No fools to shoot back, So now I just sit here in ire."

"What a terrible night for a curse."

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀The only way to recover from your past is to move forward. ⠀ ⠀Even if your future will carry a heavy burden. #MVRP #NSFW #FantasyRP #OCRP ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ♡&↻

"Count, count, count, count, the bullets in the bandoliers. If, your, eyes, drop, they will get atop of you. Boots, boots, boots, boots movin' up and down again."

Welkin had not tuned his senses in three days. The last time, he’d nearly collapsed. He told himself it wasn’t because he’d been in a powder trance for two weeks running. He wasn’t powder blind. He wasn’t addicted. He snorted a line of powder off the back of his hand and shivered. +

Starter for @armorouslass.bsky.social Welkin twitched hearing the sound of humming before he smelled the roses. That alone put him on edge. The forest had reeked of wet bark, old rain, and animal musk for three straight days. Roses didn’t belong here. +

"Seven, six, eleven, five nine, and twenty miles today. Four, eleven, seventeenn thirty two, the day before. "Boots, boots, boots, boots, moving up and down again."

"Mornin'."

The youth curled up around a buckskin blanket for warmth around a dying campfire.

┄┄┄┄┄【🌸】┄┄┄┄┄ ❛𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎..❜ ┄┄┄┄┄【🌸】┄┄┄┄┄ 『#FFVII┋#MVRP』 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ↻ + 💖

"Nightshade and Blood. That scent is unmistakable."

"There's a lot of darkness out there. We wouldn't notice any of it if it weren't for all those little pinpricks of light. that's where I go whenever I feel sad. The next bit of light in the darkness. Keep on moving. Never look back."

'ɪ ᴇᴀᴛ ʙᴏʏꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋꜰᴀꜱᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ʙʏ ᴏɴᴇ ʜᴜɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴄᴋʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʟʟ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʙᴇ ᴍɪɴᴇ ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴍᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ ɪ ᴇᴀᴛ ʙᴏʏꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋꜰᴀꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛᴇꜱᴛ ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ɪᴛ'

◇ Lol. LMAO even.

"Stand still. I hate wasting bullets."

【 ꜱᴇɪᴋᴏ ᴀʏᴀꜱᴇ 】 ┄┄┄┄┄【🚬】┄┄┄┄┄ ❛𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝.❜ ┄┄┄┄┄【🪭】┄┄┄┄┄ 『#MVRP』 ⠀⠀⠀ ↻ + ❤️ www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8p9mDnJ/

【𝔖𝔥𝔦𝔫ℜ𝔞'𝔰 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔢 𝔟𝔬𝔪𝔟𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔩】 ┄┄┄┄┄【💣】┄┄┄┄┄ ❛𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚘, 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎..❜ ┄┄┄┄┄【💣】┄┄┄┄┄ ⠀『#FFVII┋#MVRP』 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ↻ + 💛

"Count, count, count, count, the bullets in the bandoliers. If, your, eyes, drop, they will get atop of you. Boots, boots, boots, boots movin' up and down again."

"My mind's still all fuzzy, I remember someone's arms around me crying tellin me to go to sleep. Why can't I remember their face?"

◇ I have an idea for a new muse. But it depends whether or people would be interested.

"Don't matter the size of em' You put enough red stripes into a demon they won't be getting back up."

Welkin sighed as he pulled out a small snuffbox and sprinkled a line of black powder on the back of his hand. He snorted it. The powder made him feel vibrant, animated, the entire world around him felt sharper. He tilted his head back as his heart pumped faster. +

"There's no difference, between speaking aloud or in one's own head either way, no one listens."

"Why is it ever since I woke up. I can't seem to get warm?"

"Could always tell when someone was dying by the sound of their breathing. That knowledge haunts me more than the blood ever could."

【𝐶𝑜𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒: 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒚𝒓𝒊𝒆】 ┄┄┄【ღ】┄┄┄┄┄ 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝙸𝚜 "𝙬𝙝𝙮?" ┄┄┄【ღ】┄┄┄┄┄ ⠀『#FFVII┋#MVRP』 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ↻ + 💙

"Pretty as a daisy no doubt, she smells like vanilla and.....brimstone?"