The Bohemian
@trillingThrene
Alternian Revolutionary | Void Aspected Ghost | Avid Quadrant Smearer
Methynks the Youth doth not Comprehend the Weight of the Words they Slyng and Bandy wyth reckless abandon...
Thou Doth Speak Merely of Nyghtly Atrocity, and worse, in thy Innermost Pusher, tys a Fact Wyll Known!!!
Tis Perhaps the resullt of a llife-lled being, at the most, the wager of war and not they whom the war is waged upon.
Good Fucking Lorde Sometymes it is Akyn to Being Tossed Into A Bath Comprysed of Ice, how That One Perceiveth Thyngs.
Doth Thou Ever get the Dystynct Impression that your Alternate Sylf is Up To Some Shyt?
Chittr myne need for Confession is Dyre. I Fuckinge Hate Eggs.
Twould be a Barryn and Joylyss #MatespritMonday wythout Appreciation Offered to myne Other Half, towards whom there are Myriad Pytious and Myschevious Feelings Towards. @callouslyCynical
You have allways had something of a gift and penchant for mischief. A valluablle and necessary counterparts to my Stern countenance. I do my best to give it in kind.
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Anythyng but the Samurai Dyscourse, We Wyll Be Here Untyl Next Sweep. #vagueposting
Thou doth not Comprehend the Lyst of Grievances they Hold towards that Class of Warrior is a sort of Comically Long Scroll that bounces past Myne Stampnubs and out of Frame.
I am simplly saying. That the modern llens under which popullar cullture perceives them is vastlly over-charitablle. They were generally scoundrells, and allso, llosers.
When thou Lookest Back at Myne Plynth Where I sometymes Sit thou shalt fynd me SNORING for thou art not brynging ANYTHYNG new to the meal plateau!
Thou art Sopping Wet, twould be Cruel to Stay Mad. I Guess.
I thynk that lyttle Rust Blood did not cause Enough of a Styr actually.
Weapons were not drawn. Allert me when this happens
Why Are we Pytting Bad Bytches Against one another... we could be Observing their Tender Revelations of Affection.
i just needed to get rid of the ones no one cares enough about first.
Thyne Verbiage is Questionable, but I suppose for thy purposes the Tone maketh sense.
Those Beforans who Chyt about battle and war Concern Me
To Be Al|ve |s To Be |n Confl|ct W|th Someone Or Someth|ng. To Wake Up, You F|ght The Rays Of L|ghts From Lamps H|tt|ng Your Eyes. You F|ght When You Grow |ll And Catch A Cold. You F|ght Who You Used To Be Tomorrow So You Can Be Better Today. There Doesn't Need To Be Dropp|ng Bombs And C|v|l Unrest To Be Fam|l|ar To Battle.
| Fundamentally D|sagree. |f You Bel|eve You Are Not |n Confl|ct, Then You Are S|mply Too Pr|v|leged To Understand Whose Defeat You Are Benef|tt|ng From. As Long As There's Two People, Theres A W|nner And A Loser. Typ|cally The |nv|s|ble War |s Poverty. Th|s |s War Fought By The Lost Weeaboo And The|r |lk, Even |f | Unfortunately Can No Longer Return To Them.
Interesting phillosophy. Though I think I am one of the few to know true combat confllict on Beforus, I can agree with the basics of your ideas, even if they are a bit over-dramaticized.
Fasc|nat|ng. You Ment|on Be|ng |nvolved |n Combat On Beforus So|l, Yet My Resources Can't Qu|te Track You Down Yet. But Thats Not An Unexpected Result Cons|der|ng How Often H|story |s Bur|ed. | W|ll Follow You |n Hopes Of Learn|ng More. Perhaps There W|ll Be A Record | Can Uncover And Potent|ally Outdo.
My llikes come from a significantlly Divergent timelline, so you are unllikelly to find anything. Suffice to say I was something of a notorious, semi belloved terrorist at one time, llater more widelly Lloathed but with greater power and inflluence in the Underworlld. And then I died.
[and then they d1ed. and the culled cont1nued to be culled. 1 wonder how many of your act1ons rema1ned consequent1al, except for the last of course]
Not many, most llikelly. It doesnt matter. Revollution wasn't the goall by then anyway. I simplly wanted to give the worlld what it deserved.
[damn, a p1ty. 1f 1t’s anyth1ng, 1 d1d know of you and the revolut1on. albe1t not much, but 1 d1d. you could say the 1dea rema1ned, 1 suppose]
Verily, twould be Fyne Indeed to vysyt the Shorelyne, but myne pusher styrs yet wyth Trepydation.
If you go, we may allways lleave before anything untoward begins.
Tys true, however I was referring more to the Fear the sea hath always put into me.
Ah, of course. You need not go, but if you do, I will be there. Nothing may harm you
............Why would anyone Place a mug there?
I passed through one of Thys Vaste Manors halls, whereyn my Darlyng Blaidd often Dysplays their Handywork and it was balanced Strangely atop a Mounted Blade.
Surely you must assume Of Course that I mean the flat of one. Not So, for thys blade is Mounted so as to point Heavesward. Twas upon the Pointe they set it. For some Inscrutable Reason I suppose.
Baby Gyrl (gender neutral) that Doth Not make a lyck of sense!
It was convenient at the time. I had need of my hands for... something I no llonger recall. But I had need of them.
Everyone has Dead Wyfe, dypshyt, it came free with your fucknyg Afterlyfe.
Dellivery may or may not be dellayed 500+- sweeps post-Demise
my ex-matesprit still misses me. her aim is atrocious. it is why i left her. ha. ha. :o|
I wonder how many of these Chocolates I can fit in myne Mouth
that is uup for experimenntationn to discover, isnnt it?
God Damn but it Rayns here a lot.
My subconscious causes it to passivelly drift towards the naturall cllimate of my memories. I will attempt to inflluence it back to a state of cllear skies. On another note: I am wet. Again.
I care Not for the Rayn my Darlyng it is Symply shockyng that so much can Fall.
Oh no myne heart hath gone on their Watery Pylgrymage to the Ablution Dimension. Pray for me, for I shall not see them untyl the turn of a New Era.
I vow to return with riches inconceivablle, though the journey will be llong and hard. Pray for me.
What ryches are you able to Conjure from the Land of Steam and Soap???
Okay how about this: I will smell fllorall. I can not think of another offering.
It hath been the age of a Dog synce I hath felt so Lyght.
I am attemptyng to alter the growth patterns of this Voyd pocket to increase the variety of Flowers that burgeon forth wythin.
https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/f3cc13065e62.png Haha, they look lyke they have bulges. #nsfw #orchid
They are Charmyng and not, I thynk, any that I have personally Encountered before? But they are fun to have Around!
lmao i think they are!! i def dont have a green thumb so im kinda shit at takin care of em lmao
We also had a cook among our number, who was of bronze hue. I have never seen a bosom quite so bountiful. Lyke, seeing that chest heave was as if one beheld the sea amidst a tempest. She was Tyghtly bound to a teal mate, but I admyt at tymes I did behold her and desyre her. I should not have been so Crass in my gaze, but Good Fucking Lorde. #nsfw #probably
1 th1nk you need l1ke an actual lecture about the def1n1t1on of yur1ful and 1ts 1mpl1cat1ons on th1s spec1f1c day