It'll be lovely, darling.
I, for one, both respect and appreciate your commitment, despite potentially unfavorable circumstances.
*hands the cape of her brother a medal for honorable service*
Yes, thank you. Thank you.
I will humbly be the sister playing the brother to my brother playing the sister. It's an honor to be amongst such a gathering of the minds... Y'know, for those of you that I've befriended and initiated into my Sab-Pack. The rest of you, to whom evade my...
The Sub-Chief had her doubts regarding the overall idea of venturing into the tunnel that descended into the inky void, but she could not allow this doubt to be read by the Cadets, especially not after the human boy, Faust- or Clogs- had uprooted a large bushy shrub that had wormed its gnarled...
Thanks, doll. You're my cinnamon apple.
With that, however, I will be retiring for the night. It was good to see you in the cyber-flesh, though! I'll get on our little butt to post when I wake up. Hail Mairwen.
Although she was genuinely interested in the history of the young ones she was traveling with, and it was her idea to share stories, the Sub-Chief could not give the conversation her full attention, and instead reverted to taking mental notes and giving slight nods of acknowledgement as she...
Asdale, the bestirring wealth-hungry Metal Gem, was always a personal favorite of Gwendolyn's. The suspended city seemed to be the only place in all of Andere where the shrine maiden could roam the stannic walkways in the same fashion as everyone else. The desire for personal monetary gain, as...
Streams of blue fire swam around the dark room, moving in snake-like patterns over Gwen's head. Being in the room seemingly brought all of her spirits down, and she fought back the urge to create more butterflies to cheer her up; she would never bring new life into this room. Hundreds of years...
They tickled as they formed in Gwendolyn's palm, the orbs did. That's how they started, at least. She gazed up at the familiar sky, in all of its vibrant glory, with the colored clouds that she adored so much. The faint breeze that played with her amaranth hair, undulating the lush harlequin...
Character Sheet:
Name: Gwendolyn
Age: Indeterminable
Species: Shrine Maiden
Appearance: Despite calling herself a Shrine Maiden, Gwendolyn has always been a fan of the flashy witch appearance.
Personality: Gwendolyn's mood and interests seem to vary more often and more immensely...