Oct 31, 2025
GOOD EVENING! Here to drop Nulla my OC who was housed in 117! Thank you very much!
Nulla will be dropped for you.
🎃🍫- (Spooky) Segin
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GOOD EVENING! Here to drop Nulla my OC who was housed in 117! Thank you very much!
Nulla will be dropped for you.
🎃🍫- (Spooky) Segin
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"♪ There are no angels, only here; What we shape, what we hold dear, We shape together, never ending... ♪"
A woman sang a capella on Moon Beach, currently stepping further into the water in a slow, methodical swish of her feet. Her shoes and stockings had been set aside some distance back on the sand. The absurd feeling of the beach and its surrounding ocean had her in an unusual mood, dwelling in memories of a different place and time.
When the last word left her lips, Insight looked back rather than forward, spotting an unusual figure now within earshot. Her mouth curled up and her eyes narrowed.
"Have you come to listen to a song not meant for your ears?"
—✧ @nullanity
it's.....odd. something about this person didn't come across as human. ada has spent long enough around the horrors created by men, the horrors this city hides within, to know the difference. (or maybe that is a by-product of being infected by the plagas for that brief time. impossible to tell, really.) inhuman but not malicious. curious would be the word she'd have to use to describe it, almost to a detrimental degree.
" No, it isn't a gun. Just a handy means of getting around this place." but worked equally well as a weapon in a pinch.
gloved fingertips pat the hookshot strapped to her thigh– it was perhaps the one thing that's been with her as long as she can remember. and maybe that's pathetic, to think of an object in an almost sentimental way, but it was reliable enough to.
"– where are your shoes? It's already Fall. You'll get frostbite within weeks if you keep that up."
@nullanity
I thought I'd save you guys the time, but I was told to send it separately. (SCOLDED LOL) I'd like to place an Application for my OC Nulla! You can find her app under /a
No scolding... Only gentle nudges...
Welcome!
You'll be staying in HOUSE 117!
You'll keep your REGENERATION to heal from mild to moderate wounds!
Enjoy your stay!
--Mod Lyra