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making the rounds to say I love u and I hope to be back someday soon
#✨ — keeper of the makeup wipes. ❜ ( re; ooc )#still having a time in relation to characters that deal heavily with grief!!!#which!!! btw#thank you to everyone who reached out after I was here last!!!#I appreciate it and you even though it’s been a bit!!!
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#animal death cw //#animal death tw //#✨ — keeper of the makeup wipes. ❜ ( re; ooc )#saur !! yesterday was my big planned day of being a diligent rper and I was gonna return and catch up#however my dog had different plans and died???#which !!!!!!! what the fuck can I just say?#she was 13 but it was sudden and I love her with my whole heart so I’m a mess!!!!#unsure when my true return will be but I really enjoy iz so I wish to make one sometime soon#mental health and time permitting!!!#go be besties with your pets rn fr do it for me!!!
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iz at her window watching selune’s new emissary fly into reithwin, unaware that that’s the love of her life approaching

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trapped in the taco bell drive thru while someone’s dog barks at the employees from the open window of the back seat… life can be so beautiful…
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#that post would’ve been FUNNIER if I’d ADDED THE MAKEUP to the OLD LADY#but I’m too tired for that so goodnight miss u !!!#✨ — keeper of the makeup wipes. ❜ ( re; ooc )
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finally out of tech week / opening weekend hell !! will be back online hopefully tomorrow !! today ?? I sleep !!
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GIRL you are KILLING IT! GIRL i don’t think it’s MOVING ANYMORE. GIRL you can STOP BITING
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life can be so unserious
#✨ — keeper of the makeup wipes. ❜ ( re; ooc )#I’m like sorry I’m so exhausted I spent the last two days preparing for shrek the musical#yeah yeah it’s hard today I had to cut out and hot glue a lot
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KEVIN CAN F**K HIMSELF (2021— ) S01E05, New Patty
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Taco Bell save me save me Taco Bell
#✨ — keeper of the makeup wipes. ❜ ( re; ooc )#I’m so tired I have to get up and go crazy go silly soon
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BALDUR'S GATE 3 ー scenery (28 / ∞)
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"Ambition can be a dangerous thing." A beat passed, her nose scrunching. "So I've been told." Until recent events, ambition wasn't something Isobel had dedicated much thought to. Now, though, it seemed to consume her every thought. Even that felt like a dangerous path to traverse.
"I wonder if my father was plagued by a similar need." To the best of her knowledge, her father had been driven by grief. But, that could not have been all that drove him. She could stand to fathom how much pain it would take for her to turn her back on all that she held dear. She shook her head, as if to clear it and return her to the conversation at hand "What keeps you from allowing it to consume you?"
He was quiet at her words; Isobel, of course, had more ideas of what the horrors of mismanaged magic could do, but... he reached up a hand, pressing it against his chest, over the orb. The deep purple marks had continued digging their way through his body on their journey, and whilst Elminster had managed to stabilise it for him... well, the damage was still done. He felt incredibly self conscious about the black that had marred his eye where the lines bolted through them. The iris colour was unchanged, but his sclera had been darkened, a black that was made all the richer by the purple tinting it. "Yes." he said, finally, softly. "The weave itself, that's... a beautiful thing, but... my desperate need to be better... that was the true curse."
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"My Lord Myrkul gave me the one thing I desired - the one thing that no other god could grant me. My daughter's life returned. Her heart beating once more."
#✨ — the one i loved so very much. ❜ ( dyn; isobel and ketheric )#✨ — so far from light. ❜ ( id; ketheric thorm )#✨ — sometimes life forces us to choose sides. ❜ ( id; isobel thorm )#🗣️
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tummy ache nation who’s with me
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"Be that as it may, you have my gratitude." As she would have her father's, Isobel was sure. Underneath the darkness that twisted him into the horror he became, she was certain that there was still a sliver of Selune's light. In death, Isobel hoped that Wren had reunited him with whatever piece of his true self had been preserved. "His death was a mercy to many, myself included."
Though the evil in the tower had been purged, the urge to run was still overwhelming. "I imagine you'll be taking your leave sooner than later?" Her tone was colored by an edge of desperation, her own wish to escape the cursed land entirely clear. "While the tower may be habitable for the night, I hesitate to imagine what unseen ghosts may linger here."
" I am not fond of this forsaken tower either, if I may be honest. " She imagined her situation was at least on the surface somewhat similar to the cleric's. Flashes of a life that once was, memories TAINTED by the here and now. Nothing good was connected to this abominable place. If she would never have to see this place again she would be happy. She almost recoiled at Isobel's gratitude, it was not what she deserved, she had not cleansed this place of Ketheric's taint for the greater good.

Her blood had been screaming for REVENGE and the worm in her head made his death a necessity. There was nothing selfless in her killing of Ketheric. His daughter believed her a saint when in reality she had barely been more than a self indulgent executioner. A woman far too enthusiastic to make an undead man BLEED again and break down his arrogance to rebuild her own. " Ketheric was dead long before I arrived, his fate was inevitable. I only accelerated it. "
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