Nov 24, 2023 11:03:22 GMT
Post by HALCYØN on Nov 24, 2023 11:03:22 GMT
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 | [attr="class","st4rgazinglyr1"]WHEN NIGHT FALLS OVER THE SUN [attr="class","st4rgazinglyr2"]far from city lights to the distant sound [attr="class","st4rgazinglyr3]show me the night, i wanna lose myself. let the rhythm take control, release my mind. let me follow you. [attr="class","st4rgazinglyr4]take me there with you |
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[attr="class","st4rgazing5"] [attr="class","st4ruser"]HALCYØN [attr="class","st4rstats"]0050 HP [attr="class","st4rstats"]0190 (+57) ATK [attr="class","st4rstats"]0032 DEF [attr="class","st4rstats"]0080 MAG [attr="class","st4rstats"]0032 RES [attr="class","st4rstats"]0142 AGI [attr="class","st4ruser"]ACTIVE SKILLS [attr="class","st4rstats"]BESTIAL STRENGTH [attr="class","st4rstats"]BEASTBLOODED | [attr="class","st4rgazing5"] [attr="class","st4ruser2"]NOTES not me uno reverse carding your original starter thread uwu [attr="class","st4ruser2"]TAGGED [attr="class","st4rstats2"]LUX |
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It's long past dinnertime when the crescent moon hangs low in the sky and harbor gray mists flood the Arcadian streets. There's a sense of foreboding in the night chill— hours of darkness that should be like any other feel marred by a feeling of unease. Like an omen.
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Halcyøn stands in the mostly deserted streets of Camelot, his back against a nearby wall as he watches sparse Arcane Knight patrols march like ants back and forth from the city's most important buildings. There's a basket of yellow blooms at knee height mere inches from him, their color all the more accentuated by the moon's silver glow.
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Most players are gone by now, retreated to the safety of the indoors as shadows of the night creep into the streets. Any man out at this hour should surely expect trouble, and yet Halcyøn stands outdoors on cobbled streets, arms crossed over his chest. He's the picture of stoicism, but in the depths of his mind his thoughts swim like sharks circling chum. He hears voices. Voices. Voices. His fingers, curled over opposing arms, tighten.
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She talks to him, in his mind, as does that inner werebeast— a creature he picked up from the game's own mechanics. Even now he's unsure what came over him when he deigned to add a second voice to the cramped quarters of his fractured psyche.
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But tonight— tonight, he will hopefully take a step closer to bringing her voice from his mind into reality. He was assured as such from his… friend. Lux knows much, far more and better than he, and if anyone should know where and how he could find his lost love, it would be Lux. Goodness knows the man had already helped him in more ways than he can count— within and without the game.
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And so he listens to him without question, and without a hint of disobedience. He listens, because Lux is the key to his salvation.
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His message is short and succinct. Halcyøn writes as tersely as he often speaks. The text system is unwieldy to him, and he frowns when he finds he has to type further.
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It's long past dinnertime when the crescent moon hangs low in the sky and harbor gray mists flood the Arcadian streets. There's a sense of foreboding in the night chill— hours of darkness that should be like any other feel marred by a feeling of unease. Like an omen.
[break][break]
Halcyøn stands in the mostly deserted streets of Camelot, his back against a nearby wall as he watches sparse Arcane Knight patrols march like ants back and forth from the city's most important buildings. There's a basket of yellow blooms at knee height mere inches from him, their color all the more accentuated by the moon's silver glow.
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Most players are gone by now, retreated to the safety of the indoors as shadows of the night creep into the streets. Any man out at this hour should surely expect trouble, and yet Halcyøn stands outdoors on cobbled streets, arms crossed over his chest. He's the picture of stoicism, but in the depths of his mind his thoughts swim like sharks circling chum. He hears voices. Voices. Voices. His fingers, curled over opposing arms, tighten.
[break][break]
She talks to him, in his mind, as does that inner werebeast— a creature he picked up from the game's own mechanics. Even now he's unsure what came over him when he deigned to add a second voice to the cramped quarters of his fractured psyche.
[break][break]
But tonight— tonight, he will hopefully take a step closer to bringing her voice from his mind into reality. He was assured as such from his… friend. Lux knows much, far more and better than he, and if anyone should know where and how he could find his lost love, it would be Lux. Goodness knows the man had already helped him in more ways than he can count— within and without the game.
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And so he listens to him without question, and without a hint of disobedience. He listens, because Lux is the key to his salvation.
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[attr="class","st4rgazingpostt]Arrived.
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His message is short and succinct. Halcyøn writes as tersely as he often speaks. The text system is unwieldy to him, and he frowns when he finds he has to type further.
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[attr="class","st4rgazingpostt]What is it tonight? Where are you?
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