“I keep getting headaches everytime I wake up. That’s not right isn’t it?”
/guys yes — it’s me Iku on this account — mb I didn’t tell anyone- mb mb
“Yes and I am genderfluid and beautiful. Do keep your filthy disgusting presence away from me if my existence disgusts you so badly.” .. “I can be a woman. I can be a man. I CAN BE ANYTHING AHAHAHAHAH!!”
@journalist-dove.bsky.social The Bostonious arrives a few miles away from Stansbury — he landed on a empty plan and careful took his steps down holding an umbrella “It certainly is hot out here today. Perfect. Just what I need.” His opacity is low again you can’t really see his feet
“I shall disembark to Stansbury soon. Hopefully this trip doesn’t take longer than necessary.”
“What’s with all this rubbish I am hearing now? Don’t waste my time already than I already had it wasted.”
“Someone just sent me an early ‘Happy Anniversary’ Gift and had a gift card saying ‘Hope your wife is there to spend it with you.’ WHAT ABSOLUTE AUDACITY BECAUSE MY WIFE ISNT HERE!”
“That was not ..” He coughed a little and spits out some of the blood he drank earlier “That did not sit well in my tastebuds. Odd, usually it’s sweet but there’s a hint of metal in it. But a faint sense of tingling came, pleasant but then not. Changing to being incorporeal numbed it so little.”
Descole was laying down on the sand on the island tonight. He had his hand on his neck as he felt a felt burn from when Sparrow grabbed it earlier. He seems tired out, frustrated, and then furious that no seems to be listening to him. They’re all saying he’s wrong.
“Happy Valentine’s Day?” . . “Who left a bunch of presents for me at my doorstep?? Thank you?” .. “I’m honestly in shock”
Descole was slouching in his office chair - his hair was all over the place like as if he hasn’t brushed it in who knows how long. He looks like a wreck. A far worse wreck than how he usually is. There’s paper scattered all over the desk and a few dried out red markers and sticky notes.
“It’s been twelve days and no trace of that girl!” He poured down a glass of wine and instead of drinking it. He decides to throw it at the wall as growled. “Sycamore you have created an impossible debt! What’s next is another force involved?!”
Descole and @randogthenum1.bsky.social had made it safely to their destination and placed @alanaorchid.bsky.social down in the bed of the room. He took one look at her and shook his head in disapproval.
@randogthenum1.bsky.social “Randall, My boy. Can you come here for a second?”
“Someone asked me what I wanted for Christmas. . . You’re evil.”
Descole was looking around the manor, he gave a small nod of approval here and there as he admired how organized the place is. “Admirable work.” He dryly muttered. The tears from earlier had dried up. As he wandered around, he grabbed the photo from his pocket and sighs.
“Do not believe this. He has no proof that I did turn Scottish.”
Randall@fallenmask.bsky.social · last yr.Guys help my des turned scottish
“A few things that I have to do..” He had his arms crossed as he muttered a bit “Find Bronev.. Deal with .. Sycamore, Find out what’s wrong with my wife.. and then possibly having to get checked out..” He sighs a bit “But I suppose adventuring with the small lady can do for now”
@fallenmask.bsky.social “RANDALL! DID YOU SACRIFICE A CHILD TO BENDY?! I SAID NO TO THE ATTEMPTS OF SUMMONING HIM!”
Veroniqué Pechthold ღ@veroniqueherzen.bsky.social · last yr.WAH? WHY DO I LOOK LIKE THIS??
I'd like for everyone to know, that if a save place is needed, I will be offering everyone a place to stay. Folsense is a nice place to be at in this season.
“Everytime that I turn around there’s more work to do. Sharpened my sword, written down a few notes with so little information. I need to get more but I’ll have to get up close. I’ll see him again soon. He’s returned one but the other.” .. “It’s restless again.”
“The heist was surprisingly successful. I almost didn’t think we would get out of there alive.” He looked at his clothing and noticed a few cuts from the bullets “Ah right, I managed to regain some physicality during that time. It seems my energy is slowly recovering.” He sighs and went to rest
It’s been feeling rather cold lately. Summer isn’t usually meant to make you feel cold. He’s been out for quite a while. The last thing he remembers was preparing himself for what was to come next. But everything abruptly disconnected for him. He doesn’t know. The face was unnoticed.
I heard word that the sleeping guest has woken up and that a new member has entered the manor. I need to see myself in who they are.
(He sighs while tapping his pen against the paper that laid flat on the desk. He grabbed a sticky note and wrote something down.) “Chances are they might have ghost detecting equipment if that bastard spoke by now. But maybe I can tamper with it.” (He sighs and crosses out a possibility)