The House of Confusion (It's happening now)

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Ebantu the Kararehe

Infant Ebby is a smol, out-of-control firebending terror. It's a good thing she's also quite cute.

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.


Kade Rivok

*Begins clipping clothes pins into the sleeping child's hair/fur.*
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Ebantu the Kararehe

Infant Ebby is a smol, out-of-control firebending terror. It's a good thing she's also quite cute.

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.


Kade Rivok

There, there, you just go on back to sleep now.
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Ebantu the Kararehe

Infant Ebby is a smol, out-of-control firebending terror. It's a good thing she's also quite cute.

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.


Kade Rivok

What things?  *Whistles nonchalantly and looks away.*
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Ebantu the Kararehe

Kade Rivok. Kindly remove those clothes pegs from my fur before I kill you.
Infant Ebby is a smol, out-of-control firebending terror. It's a good thing she's also quite cute.

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.


Kade Rivok

#547
*Quickly defenestrates himself, leaving a cloud of clothes pins in his wake.*
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Writings of a Mad Man

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lass of something much

𝓛𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓮 𝓕𝓲𝓼𝓱

Verdauga

That again?
And Sheev:

"I will wait
I will wait
Foor yoouu...
And I will wait
I will wait
Foorr yyoouu.."
*Song continues as I get annoyed with it.*
I've been looking back over these past few months, and I've felt off. Felt different. At the time, I wanted nothing more than to go back to the good old days.
But now? Could I just ignore all the ways I've suffered and grown? Caught hold and let go? Could I return from life, having now lived?

lass of something much

𝓛𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓮 𝓕𝓲𝓼𝓱

Ebantu the Kararehe

Quote from: Kade Rivok on February 19, 2020, 10:04:41 PM
*Quickly defenestrates himself, leaving a cloud of clothes pins in his wake.*
*silently jumps out of the same window Kade just used as an exit*
Infant Ebby is a smol, out-of-control firebending terror. It's a good thing she's also quite cute.

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.


Kade Rivok

Quote from: Ebantu the Kararehe on February 20, 2020, 06:04:29 AM
*Quickly defenestrates himself, leaving a cloud of clothes pins in his wake.*

*Eb also ends up going through the cloud of clothes pins and ends up with about 50 of them clipped into her fur.*

*Kade climbs up the side of the haunted house in escape.*
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Gaming!
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Booklover

The haunted house isn't really haunted, though. Not in any way that the rest of the Cellars isn't (namely, by crazy people and craziness).
Error. Error. Cannot compute.

Verdauga

And yet, in the midst of all this chaos, here I stand, a bright beacon of-- wait..... (well, that's true...).....

Nope. Never mind.
I've been looking back over these past few months, and I've felt off. Felt different. At the time, I wanted nothing more than to go back to the good old days.
But now? Could I just ignore all the ways I've suffered and grown? Caught hold and let go? Could I return from life, having now lived?