SpodoKaiba

curse you for getting me to log back on to these godforsaken forums. however: i am unbelievably proud of you and it makes me so happy to see how far you've come. i remember when your ex-wife literally made you block me because we were talking about gender stuff. you've blossomed so much since then, despite insane hardships, and it's so beautiful to see love you girl, keep living your life and showing the world who you really are

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Wearing his old sweater for comfort, the man finally closed off the circle of salt in his office, and pushed himself back up to his feet, flicking his wrist and dispersing the now empty jar. He looked down at his handiwork as he ran through his mental checklist. Circle, check. Sigils, check. Food and water, check. Emergency boat, check. Just one more loose end to clear up. A letter is left behind in the Mage’s Guild hall, eventually to make its way into the hands of the Archamge(s). As is tradition, the entire thing is written in green crayon. “This is primarily for Zahrer, but I guess it’s applicable to Eliza, too. The main point is; I’m leaving, and if all goes well, I’m not coming back. The reason is; I don’t need to. I’ve always felt obliged to make sure the future is secure, that I left this place better off than it was. Thing is, I’m pretty comfortable with how things are looking right now. The few concerns I had, about things that I could change, have essentially all been calmed lately. I’m really happy with how the future generation is set up. You’ve all done great. That’s all I really wanted to say, I guess. Thanks for sticking with me this far. Keep it real. Zahrer, you’re in charge of Mesarthim” Steven Vega Novokain Valnelis Naromis Iyliar Regis” With that taken care of, he was back in his office, stepping into the center of the ring of salt. Sitting down, he began to chant. Where one might expect doubts or concerns to run through his mind, there were none. And as he reached the last verse, a little smile crossed his face. One last phrase did run through his mind as he wondered where chance was going to take him, sigils alighting and blinding the room. His brother’s voice. “Go with the flow, Steven.”

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i love horrific freakazoids like this the lore is good too the joke here is that i'm calling my good friend archipelego a horrific freakazoid +1

[!] The whole application is written in green crayon. OOC ((MC Name: SpodoKaiba)) ((Discord: SpodoKaiba#2776)) ((Timezone: est)) IN-CHARACTER What is your name? Steven Vega Novokain Valnelis Naromis Iyliar Regis Why seek membership to the Mages Guild? I need a space to research, and I want to help train the next generation. What arts, if any, do you currently practice? Translocation, Transfiguration What position do you desire to attain upon acceptance? Adeptus Veneratus When should you be contacted for an interview? right now.

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hi hexe how've you been :) what is your favorite animal and what is your favorite primate to answer your question im bored, i only just came back to learn about my cool activities dm me

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cool and good

“scariest **** ive ever read. we should genocide them all immediately without any concern for legitimacy or proof” says a frightened citizen

“i did that first, idiots” says local sweater boy as he looks down at his All Might scar

what if we kissed in the chuck-e-cheese ball pit

While drinking a cool glass of apple juice, a sweatered elf, severed from time, pauses as he feels a disturbance. He looks to the sky, and with a saddened expression, says a single parting word to his old friend. ”Bruh.” He proceeds to pour the apple juice out on the ground for his former sidekick.

@Beordan okay, this is epic

”hopefully they do” comments sweater, sipping on his apple juice

Yup