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" I mean -- theoretically , a general rumor that I'm dead is probably a GOOD thing, considering the whole ah... being-hunted situation ! ... BUT STILL-- "
#β β€ Β α΄Κα΄ κ°α΄α΄Κs α΄α΄α΄α΄s ( ic. / gio. ) βΎ#hello . salutations#im ? ? ? here ?
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quit tellin people im DEAD
sometimes i still hear @dikiyvter's voice,,,,,,,,,
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@frostwnd ( freminet ) said:
How.... odd. The diver watches the jester preform from the back of the crowd, away from the bustle. From this distance, he couldn't quite tell, but... once the crowd disperses, and he approaches, Freminet has to tilt his head to the side in confusion. That's?? How does this stranger look more like him than his own siblings??
GIACOMO does not often return to Fontaine of his own volition; Though the land is arguably most in-line with his aesthetics and choice in career, the watery depths surrounding the land make it rather... inaccessible, to someone incapable of spending more than a few brief moments submerged. Being protected by the archons blessing from drowning unfortunately doesn't negate the damage the water would do his wiring.
Still -- it is, at times, unavoidable. When the walls look like they're beginning to close in, there's little other choice than to brave the boats and make the journey. Here, even his performances on the street blend in with the crowd; all his eccentricities guarded by the atmosphere.
And as an added bonus, the crowds don't just provide sanctuary -- they provide mora, too. As the crowd filters away, Giacomo counts the coins that have been tossed into the old-candy-box-turned-donation-bin; Counting his head, ten, twenty, thirty...
( there are eyes on him. )
Where previously stood the watching crowd, now there stands a young man. Fair, blond, small, freckled. Equipped in metal gear - an engineer? An inventor?
Doesn't matter. He's not a garde, and not ( obviously ) Fatui. And, curiously...
" Why hello, Mister!" the bells on his outfit jingle as Giacomo stands a bit straighter, demeanor cheery. "Or is that just a mirror someone placed before me? I'd say I haven't seen you around before, but I'm pretty sure I've seen your face in the mirror every morning!"
With a low and flourished bow ( accompanied of course by a chorus of jingling ), the candy box disappears into a pocket unseen; a hand behind his back and an arm outstretched in a true entertainers greeting.
" Giacomo Snezhnoy, at your service! Did you enjoy the show, dear doppelgΓ€nger? "
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bunny or hare, hare or bunny?
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Brushes my hands off -- I have mostly cleaned off all the old follows and followers that have been inactive for... several long, long months. Since I myself have been gone for several long, long months. I keep saying I rlly wanna get back into RP and then getting sucked into IRL, so -- don't expect much from me with this newfound round of obsession for my bots. But I rlly, rlly wanna be here. I'm gonna consider this a fresh start, b/c literally everyone I use to RP with is no longer active and hasn't been for a long while. I also wanna use this time to freshen up lore and shit about the bots that is either no longer applicable due to canon changes, or just doesn't mesh with the vision I have of them in my head. It's been three years since I started this blog. My lads need a major update / refurbishment.
#ooc tag tba.#which also means new tags#which i've been putting off for forever b/c i didn't wanna lose track of old shit#but! i'm tossing it all. so#doesnt matter anymore :D
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I am trying . Hard to get back into Tumblr and once more foster a desire to RP. I've been severely lacking in motivation for just abt anything creative. I uh , , , to try and get back into things I did make another blog over at @waxcasket, as I've been having some intense motivation for that particular little guy. Will it last?? Will i actually manage to do anything??? Who tf knows, I sure as hell dont.
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I am trying . Hard to get back into Tumblr and once more foster a desire to RP. I've been severely lacking in motivation for just abt anything creative. I uh , , , to try and get back into things I did make another blog over at @waxcasket, as I've been having some intense motivation for that particular little guy. Will it last?? Will i actually manage to do anything??? Who tf knows, I sure as hell dont.
#ooc tag tba.#beating myself up vigorously bc god DAMMIT i wanna write but i also so badly Do Not Wanna Write >:(
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Upcoming storm in a mountain landscape by Ary Johannes Lamme
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Midnight in Faskrudsfjordur, Iceland by JΓ³nΓna GuΓ°rΓΊn ΓskarsdΓ³ttir
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The Storm, 2019 - oil on canvas. β Karl Wennergren (Swedish, b.1991)
https://www.karlwennergren.com/
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Β· Sturm und Drang Β· Sea Symphony Β· The Gathering Storm Β· In Harm's Way Β· Storm Fugue From Fury Series, 2012 - oil and charcoal on canvas.
β Stephen Hutchings (Canadian, b.1948)
https://stephenhutchings.com/
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