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You can smell the crazy coming off ya.
That and the dollar store body spray.
That and the dollar store body spray.
Ah ah.
I'm not crazy.
I just don't care about idiots like you.
I'm not crazy.
I just don't care about idiots like you.
Look who’s talkin’.
September 7, 2026 at 10:15 AM
You can smell the crazy coming off ya.
That and the dollar store body spray.
That and the dollar store body spray.
Look who’s talkin’.
You are crazy.
September 7, 2026 at 9:49 AM
Look who’s talkin’.
I know you must think I'm crazy, and perhaps I am. Or perhaps the world has gone crazy, and escaping it is the only sane thing to do.
September 7, 2026 at 9:44 AM
Corporal Canada is losing his shit.
Ha.
Ha.
August 28, 2026 at 3:28 PM
Corporal Canada is losing his shit.
Ha.
Ha.
“You’ll get there. Who knows, maybe if you master ‘Cunt’, I won’t think you’re as bad as Homelander.”
She made an impressive face and clapped.
"All right, I can see the spirit now."
"All right, I can see the spirit now."
“Aight.”
Billy visibly braces himself. His cheeks tensing and jaw tightening.
“Oi, cunt.”
Billy visibly braces himself. His cheeks tensing and jaw tightening.
“Oi, cunt.”
August 28, 2026 at 3:01 PM
“You’ll get there. Who knows, maybe if you master ‘Cunt’, I won’t think you’re as bad as Homelander.”
Butcher doesn’t seem to do anything to ready himself for the fight that seems to be breaking out.
“G’won then.”
“G’won then.”
She laughed and grabbed her bow from her back.
"You're right, I am fantastic! But flattery isn't going to help you! Prepare to face justice!"
"You're right, I am fantastic! But flattery isn't going to help you! Prepare to face justice!"
“Too right, you Fantastic Foxy fuck. I’m yer worst bloody nightmare.”
August 28, 2026 at 3:00 PM
Butcher doesn’t seem to do anything to ready himself for the fight that seems to be breaking out.
“G’won then.”
“G’won then.”
If your muse was the God of a thing, what would they be the god of?
August 28, 2026 at 2:31 PM
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" 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 . "
August 26, 2026 at 12:36 AM
" 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 . "
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" 𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤 , 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧 . "
August 26, 2026 at 1:00 AM
" 𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤 , 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧 . "
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" 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐰. "
August 8, 2026 at 6:43 PM
" 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐰. "
oregano
vienna sausage
cunt
August 23, 2026 at 3:52 PM
oregano
cunt
fucking
August 23, 2026 at 3:51 PM
cunt
“I’ll ‘ave you know that I am VERY fastidious about looking after me self.”
Billy rubbed a hand through his own definitely greasy and unkempt hair. A fresh whiff of cigarettes and booze radiating off his jacket as he moved.
“I used head and shoulders, mate.”
Billy rubbed a hand through his own definitely greasy and unkempt hair. A fresh whiff of cigarettes and booze radiating off his jacket as he moved.
“I used head and shoulders, mate.”
A scoff, and Billy rolls his eyes.
"My hair is /not/ greasy. And I don't have acne."
Billy glares, teeth gritting.
"I'm not takin this from someone who looks like you don't know what a shower is."
"My hair is /not/ greasy. And I don't have acne."
Billy glares, teeth gritting.
"I'm not takin this from someone who looks like you don't know what a shower is."
“Yeah.”
Butcher reaches into his pockets and lights himself a cigarette.
“I feel like imma catch hair grease and acne just standin’ next to ya.”
Butcher reaches into his pockets and lights himself a cigarette.
“I feel like imma catch hair grease and acne just standin’ next to ya.”
August 23, 2026 at 10:37 AM
“I’ll ‘ave you know that I am VERY fastidious about looking after me self.”
Billy rubbed a hand through his own definitely greasy and unkempt hair. A fresh whiff of cigarettes and booze radiating off his jacket as he moved.
“I used head and shoulders, mate.”
Billy rubbed a hand through his own definitely greasy and unkempt hair. A fresh whiff of cigarettes and booze radiating off his jacket as he moved.
“I used head and shoulders, mate.”
“Never had it.”
Not that he could clearly recall anyway. He’s probably drunk a fair share of it while he’s been pissed out of his mind.
“Guinness. That’s a proper beer.”
God he wanted some now.
Not that he could clearly recall anyway. He’s probably drunk a fair share of it while he’s been pissed out of his mind.
“Guinness. That’s a proper beer.”
God he wanted some now.
"No SHIT they all taste like piss!! But some beer definitely tastes like slightly less awful piss. Big fan of Blue Moon though."
(Even if he said it out loud that he appreciates it, Mirage would just shrug. Sure, Butcher wasn't all that bad looking but she enjoyed feeding on people who wanted to.)
(Even if he said it out loud that he appreciates it, Mirage would just shrug. Sure, Butcher wasn't all that bad looking but she enjoyed feeding on people who wanted to.)
It’d be nice of him to admit that he actually appreciates that rule, but naturally, he’d rather due than say that.
“Why? They all taste like fuckin’ piss.”
“Why? They all taste like fuckin’ piss.”
August 23, 2026 at 10:36 AM
“Never had it.”
Not that he could clearly recall anyway. He’s probably drunk a fair share of it while he’s been pissed out of his mind.
“Guinness. That’s a proper beer.”
God he wanted some now.
Not that he could clearly recall anyway. He’s probably drunk a fair share of it while he’s been pissed out of his mind.
“Guinness. That’s a proper beer.”
God he wanted some now.
If you ever so much as touch a hair on that lad’s head, I swear, Homelander…
*especially Hughie. that lousy coffin-dodging oxygen thief.
so count yourself lucky that I didn't evaporate your little fuckin'. . . pet or whatever he is to you.
so count yourself lucky that I didn't evaporate your little fuckin'. . . pet or whatever he is to you.
August 23, 2026 at 10:33 AM
If you ever so much as touch a hair on that lad’s head, I swear, Homelander…
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Swooping in when you least expect it-
Recently hired gryphon coming to collect taxes.
Either works solo or with the famous tax horse.
Recently hired gryphon coming to collect taxes.
Either works solo or with the famous tax horse.
Grifo em As Crônicas De Nárnia
ALT: Grifo em As Crônicas De Nárnia
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August 19, 2026 at 11:41 AM
Swooping in when you least expect it-
Recently hired gryphon coming to collect taxes.
Either works solo or with the famous tax horse.
Recently hired gryphon coming to collect taxes.
Either works solo or with the famous tax horse.
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Honestly? I haven’t done a ton of RPing because life is being annoying. But I think the sets system is working.
I feel more in control.
I feel less overwhelmed.
I feel like I can concentrate better now it’s just a handful of muses and not twenty million all at once.
Thoughts?
I feel more in control.
I feel less overwhelmed.
I feel like I can concentrate better now it’s just a handful of muses and not twenty million all at once.
Thoughts?
August 18, 2026 at 10:50 PM
Honestly? I haven’t done a ton of RPing because life is being annoying. But I think the sets system is working.
I feel more in control.
I feel less overwhelmed.
I feel like I can concentrate better now it’s just a handful of muses and not twenty million all at once.
Thoughts?
I feel more in control.
I feel less overwhelmed.
I feel like I can concentrate better now it’s just a handful of muses and not twenty million all at once.
Thoughts?
“Aight.”
Billy visibly braces himself. His cheeks tensing and jaw tightening.
“Oi, cunt.”
Billy visibly braces himself. His cheeks tensing and jaw tightening.
“Oi, cunt.”
"Yeah? Why don't you show me how it is done?"
“Nice, nice.”
He’s clearly not being sincere.
“Gotta hit harder with the ‘cunt’ though. Really say it with all yer fuckin’ chest.”
He’s clearly not being sincere.
“Gotta hit harder with the ‘cunt’ though. Really say it with all yer fuckin’ chest.”
August 19, 2026 at 1:46 AM
“Aight.”
Billy visibly braces himself. His cheeks tensing and jaw tightening.
“Oi, cunt.”
Billy visibly braces himself. His cheeks tensing and jaw tightening.
“Oi, cunt.”