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Nwalme Fuvur
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ForestRose
The rosiest of forests.
ForestRose
.. Did you know Harleen got a pet sheep for a while? Called it Lump'o'Lard.. Lard for short.
Somnastra
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ForestRose
The rosiest of forests.
ForestRose
Yeah.. She sent Lard'a packing to a farm.
Constable Quokka
Lord of Altera
Who am I?
"Who am I? I am Nwalme Fuvur... Blackridge, rather? Am I.. nobody? I was not named, an argument could be made for that, if a thoroughly flawed one.... I am.. something. I am a creature of my own design, whom treats others on a case by case basis, and act according to what I think best in that regard. But does that answer my question? Sort of. It explains how I can treat others so differently merely by what impressions I want to give off, but there.. has to be something deeper than that. What is thinking, right now? I am. Then what am I? Something. Something sentient. Something that most would think cold, perhaps cruel. Something that more people feel negatively towards than positively... something. I'm something.
What an enlightening train of thought."
"Who am I? I am Nwalme Fuvur... Blackridge, rather? Am I.. nobody? I was not named, an argument could be made for that, if a thoroughly flawed one.... I am.. something. I am a creature of my own design, whom treats others on a case by case basis, and act according to what I think best in that regard. But does that answer my question? Sort of. It explains how I can treat others so differently merely by what impressions I want to give off, but there.. has to be something deeper than that. What is thinking, right now? I am. Then what am I? Something. Something sentient. Something that most would think cold, perhaps cruel. Something that more people feel negatively towards than positively... something. I'm something.
What an enlightening train of thought."
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.. And Squidbeard.
.. y'not too wrong, there.
.. Wooohoo~?
Discipline.
"I would like to take a moment to look at my life. I am more broken than I have ever been, and yet am apart of what is the longest relationship I have ever been apart of. Yet despite its length, we are still together. Married, looking forwards to every day, and with children on their merry way. I have never felt more happy, content. This fact utterly terrifies me. There is so much that can come along and utterly ruin my life, so very, very much. I can make a mistake, or it could be forces beyond my control; it could very well be something as simple as age. I'm... how often has this happened? How often has something I've felt incomprehensibly close to been taken away from me, more oft than not by myself? I'm horrified, I'm.. appalled. I can't live in fear, but what... have I lived in? I shouldn't.. compromise with myself, of all people. I can't... but, what.. is it..
What is the issue at hand. I am paranoid. Is that a bad thing? Yes and no. Yes, in that I am not like to trust others; albeit, that is over-shadowed by the fact that I am not utterly paranoid. I have been put in situations where, albeit my paranoia made me note this, if I actually did have reason to be paranoid it would not of saved me. Thus my paranoia is an imperfect shield. An imperfect shield will either need to be remade, or a new one must be found. The former would put me through pain that I am not willing to go through, nor do I want to. And so if I do not intend to go through with one option, I will take the other.
I am no longer paranoid. But yet now, in this regard, I am without goal and standard; something will have to come and replace it. Caution is an intrinsic quality of mine, albeit it has largely been overtaken by the paranoia. The alternative is bravery. Am I brave? No. Then by that logic, I shall remain cautious, but it shall not progress to paranoia. I will no longer feel dread towards my inevitable consequences, but instead shall not allow them to occur. This is refreshing."
"I would like to take a moment to look at my life. I am more broken than I have ever been, and yet am apart of what is the longest relationship I have ever been apart of. Yet despite its length, we are still together. Married, looking forwards to every day, and with children on their merry way. I have never felt more happy, content. This fact utterly terrifies me. There is so much that can come along and utterly ruin my life, so very, very much. I can make a mistake, or it could be forces beyond my control; it could very well be something as simple as age. I'm... how often has this happened? How often has something I've felt incomprehensibly close to been taken away from me, more oft than not by myself? I'm horrified, I'm.. appalled. I can't live in fear, but what... have I lived in? I shouldn't.. compromise with myself, of all people. I can't... but, what.. is it..
What is the issue at hand. I am paranoid. Is that a bad thing? Yes and no. Yes, in that I am not like to trust others; albeit, that is over-shadowed by the fact that I am not utterly paranoid. I have been put in situations where, albeit my paranoia made me note this, if I actually did have reason to be paranoid it would not of saved me. Thus my paranoia is an imperfect shield. An imperfect shield will either need to be remade, or a new one must be found. The former would put me through pain that I am not willing to go through, nor do I want to. And so if I do not intend to go through with one option, I will take the other.
I am no longer paranoid. But yet now, in this regard, I am without goal and standard; something will have to come and replace it. Caution is an intrinsic quality of mine, albeit it has largely been overtaken by the paranoia. The alternative is bravery. Am I brave? No. Then by that logic, I shall remain cautious, but it shall not progress to paranoia. I will no longer feel dread towards my inevitable consequences, but instead shall not allow them to occur. This is refreshing."
bettemus99
Roleplay keeper
... Oh the -amusing- reaction Alyshia would give, if Nwalme spoke his problems to her..
It'd be something near, A slap from her, then she'd scold him and tell him to grow up and take it like a man.
It'd be something near, A slap from her, then she'd scold him and tell him to grow up and take it like a man.
and this is why nwalme doesn't share these thoughts with most people.
Love you too bbs
Found a reasonably accurate depiction of Nwalme whilst randomly looking up different kinds of coats~
all the crippledness belongs to me
FrostGuardian
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