CARCOSAN CAVALIER
@goldenValor
Song of my soul, my voice is dead; Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa.
>----( Hhh. ::::::::::>
>----( I mustn't 🗡et things get t'me 🗡ike this. ::::::::::>
>----( M'🗡iege saw m'p🛡sts... >~>' ::::::::::>
>----( Thinkpan swimmin' in th🛡ughts... ::::::::::>
>----( Hnnh. I need t🛡 practice. Get m'mind 🛡ff 🛡f things. ::::::::::>
>----( I think 'm g🛡nna faint, it's been a whi🗡e since m' pusher was w🛡rked up 🗡ike this... ::::::::::>
>----( Th' "cute" stuff reminds me 🛡f m' 🛡🗡d se🗡f ::::::::::>
>----( 'm 🗡🛡sin' "aura" by th' sec🛡nd!!! Eek!!! ::::::::::>
>----( But I'm n🛡t supp🛡sed t'be any 🛡f th🛡se things!!! I'm s'pp🛡sed t' just be a knight!!! ::::::::::>
>----( D🛡 n🛡t '🛡🗡d me t🛡 that by th' way. I said I'd d🛡 S⛊METHIN'. ::::::::::>
>----( J🛡in me in servin' th' King and I'🗡🗡... I dunn🛡... P🛡st spheres 🛡r s🛡methin'? #nsfw ::::::::::>
>----( We🗡🗡!! Um!!! Y🛡u're an idi🛡t t🛡🛡!!!! ::::::::::>
yeah and im not a fucking eldritch god of vast knowledge. im a weapon that used to be a regular ass lame person.
>----( Hgggh jus' d🛡n't insu🗡t m'🗡iege p🗡ease!!! ::::::::::>
🜲 Isn’t th⚜t just ⚜dor⚜ble. ⋆.˚𓅆࿐
>----( It's... ⛊dd🗡y 🗡iberatin'. T🛡 be ab🗡e t🛡 pick fights 🛡n🗡ine. ::::::::::>
Nothing like a good fight.
>----( That me🗡🛡dy Makes me fee🗡 s🛡 🛡ff-tuned And when I hear y🛡u It makes my w🛡rds s🛡und s🛡 🛡ff-key My 🗡ack 🛡f rhythm Y🛡ur 🗡🛡ve🗡y ch🛡rds ⛊ur newf🛡und disc🛡rd #🗡yricp🛡sting ::::::::::>
>----( Greetin's 🛡nce again. ::::::::::>
>----( It is time f🛡r me t'retire f🛡r th' 🗡ight. If any🛡ne requires anything 🛡f me, dinnae hesitate t🛡 PM me 🛡r "ping" me. ::::::::::>
>----( Puttin' m'he🗡met back 🛡n. It's easier t'pretend m'face isn't red. ::::::::::>
>----( If y🛡u're ca🗡🗡in' me evi🗡, I am n🛡t. I simp🗡y d🛡 my duty. ::::::::::>
>----( I mustn't sh🛡w my face t🛡🛡 🛡ften. Enj🛡y that ph🛡t🛡 whi🗡e y'can. ::::::::::>
>----( I wi🗡🗡 indu🗡ge y' a🗡🗡 with this, ⛊NCE. [A very b🗡urry, bare🗡y 🗡egib🗡e image. It seems t🛡 be a se🗡fie 🛡f s🛡rts. What C⛊ULD be seen was grey skin, sh🛡wing it was in fact a tr🛡🗡🗡 underneath the he🗡m. Her gaze is tinged with g🛡🗡d, 🗡ike🗡y due t🛡 🛡verexp🛡sure t🛡 certain f🛡rces. Her hair is 🗡🛡ng, framing her face in a s🛡rt 🛡f braid. Her g🗡asses remained 🛡n her face, and a scar rested 🛡ver her 🗡eft eye. At 🗡east, th🛡se c🛡u🗡d be bare🗡y discerned.] ::::::::::>
>----( ⛊r sh🛡u🗡d it be a curtsy.... curtsies are hard in arm🛡r. ::::::::::>
>----( A sweepin' b🛡w... t🛡 th' audience. ::::::::::>
>----( https://c.ten🛡r.c🛡m/8ky5AjU7vjYAAAAd/ten🛡r.gif #cw-f🗡ashing(?) ::::::::::>
