He, who wakes is DOG and wary bares fangs at twilight.
He, who walks in the forenoon is PRIMATE and knows where wants to belong.
He, who slithers his way to the top in the evening is SERPENT.
He, who runs in the night is TIGER.
― Non shipper.
― Combat RP'S are my daily bread.
came out straight from his ass the ninety percent of the time.
Well, whatever.
[ Yeah, the supposed starter I owed 600 centuries ago @NinguisInferna -- ]
Sometimes it still felt strange to feel the ground underfoot, as it used to be before the war. And for some reason felt even weirder crossing paths with dappered up militiae strolling around without imagining their blood spraying around and their limbs suddenly cut off by flying
knew 'precisely' what he wanted to ask or affirm. "Isn't it just... weird? Y'know, Soul Society... lately."
It had probably sounded various degrees of dumb, and probably it was. But again, he was just himself and most of his questions
|| Ok, let's do it in the old fashioned way. You bunch of lazy people. I drop you the starter, you like this thing if you want one. I ain't knockin' on your doors like some door-to-door salesman.
@ShuheiHisagiFC || I noticed. Dude, it's about time you change it. I can see mold growing mold's kids on it.
Same. We finally get to see the new bank--
Ah right, it's 2020 and you still don't have one.
@ShuheiHisagiFC || Nope. But I was expecting this fandom to be long dead- and you gone. It wasn't the pandemic that brought me back (well, partially) but the news that the Bleach anime is coming back next year. Tsk.