07-31-2019, 03:55 PM
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hiwever, he paused when someone started talking to him, broom held in his jaws. he lowered it to the porch and hummed. "hello, ubbe. i hope you’re settling into tanglewood alright!"
[glow=#000,1,400]WHO'S WEAPON IS HIS WORD, HE WILL KILL YOU WITH HIS TONGUE, O LEI, O LAI, O LORD — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
[div style="width: 480px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 13px;"]poet didn’t go on walks often. not without someone to make sure he wouldn’t faint in the middle of his walk and get eaten by a curious alligator. he hadn’t even left his porch, but he planned on it.. after he finished sweeping. and cleaning. and dusting and all that fine stuff. hiwever, he paused when someone started talking to him, broom held in his jaws. he lowered it to the porch and hummed. "hello, ubbe. i hope you’re settling into tanglewood alright!"