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allthebrightlightsPlayer Name: Amanda
Are you new?: Old player returning
Character Name: Luce Blancos
Character Fandom: OC
If one was here a year or so ago, they might have remembered a priest for a faith that had been sequestered away- someone who was spoiled and naive and brainwashed. The barefoot priest with a love of potatoes.
So, it was a little odd to see a young man that held himself in the same way, who didn't wear shoes and was wearing a pair of jeans and a sweater with what looked like a certain large gray popular anime forest spirit with a large smile across it. He had the same dusty green wings.
He liked this new place, normally he would have been freaking out about suddenly being dropped someplace and having wings attached to his back. But something inside of him told him this place was safe.
He dug his toes into the soft dirt and frowned a little- he was going to miss class again- not that he really cared. But he didn't like the idea of not being able to swing by the florist shop on his way home though.
"Well, this is quite odd..." he said to no one in particular.
Are you new?: Old player returning
Character Name: Luce Blancos
Character Fandom: OC
If one was here a year or so ago, they might have remembered a priest for a faith that had been sequestered away- someone who was spoiled and naive and brainwashed. The barefoot priest with a love of potatoes.
So, it was a little odd to see a young man that held himself in the same way, who didn't wear shoes and was wearing a pair of jeans and a sweater with what looked like a certain large gray popular anime forest spirit with a large smile across it. He had the same dusty green wings.
He liked this new place, normally he would have been freaking out about suddenly being dropped someplace and having wings attached to his back. But something inside of him told him this place was safe.
He dug his toes into the soft dirt and frowned a little- he was going to miss class again- not that he really cared. But he didn't like the idea of not being able to swing by the florist shop on his way home though.
"Well, this is quite odd..." he said to no one in particular.
