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𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝖲𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌. 𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖲𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺, 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽. 𝖡𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖲𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝖳𝗁𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗁𝖾'𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽.

𝖮𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗎𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌. 𝖲𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌, 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖮𝖦 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽. 𝖯𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗎𝗉𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗅. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗃𝗈𝖻 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗋 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌.

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖲𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗑𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗌. 𝖧𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗋 𝗎𝗉 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖠𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖲𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖣𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉, 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗄𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗐.

𝖭𝗈𝗐, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗍𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝖲𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝗎𝗅𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆. ❝𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅...❞ 𝖲𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿, 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗍? ❝𝖠𝗌 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇'𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖨 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗍. 𝖨 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖨 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆.❞ 𝖲𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽, 𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝖼 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗎𝗉.

❝𝖠𝗅𝗌𝗈, 𝖨 𝖺𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾'𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾. 𝖠𝗌 𝖣𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽, 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖮𝖦 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝗌𝗈 𝖨 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍. 𝖨'𝗆 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝖾, 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗌𝗈 𝗂𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗍.❞ 𝖧𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝖼 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗉 𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗐𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝗋𝗆𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝖼 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌. ❝𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍.❞ 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗐.

❝𝖦𝗅𝖺𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖨 𝖽𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎.❞ 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖾𝗒𝖾 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗎𝗉. ❝𝖮𝗄𝖺𝗒. 𝖲𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗍.❞ 𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗏𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗅 𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖯𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾'𝗌 𝖬𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾. 𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗈𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒.

❝𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗑-𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖽𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗍. 𝖲𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝗅𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌? 𝖧𝗆?❞ 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖣𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌. ❝𝖣𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺'𝗌 𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗏𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗌? 𝖲𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝗍-𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗌, 𝖼𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀?❞ 𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺'𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖲𝖾𝖺𝗇'𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋, 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗌.

Academy 003: Seeds of Change [CLOSED]

(so, know I might've messed something up) here's my character. let me know if I need to change anything because I am almost sure that I do.

❝𝖵𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖦𝖺𝗋𝗂𝖺❞

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⫸ B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

_{❝𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎."}

▼ | BIRTH NAME : |

Vincent Felix Garcia

▼ | ALSO KNOWN AS: |

↪ Vince
↪ Vinny
↪ V.G.

▼ | GENDER : |

Male

▼ | AGE : |

Eighteen

⫸ A P P E A R A N C E ⫷

_{❝𝖲𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖡𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋.❞}

▼ | P H Y S I C AL S T A T S : |

▸ HEIGHT : | 5'11
▸ WEIGHT : | 160 lbs
▸ ETHNICITY : | Mexican American ^__ 50% Mexican | 50% Caucasian
▸ HAIR COLOR : | Raven black
▸ EYE COLOR : | Dark brown

▼ | PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION : |

The first thing that people might notice about Vincent is his height, while he's not that tall or that short, people tend to always ask him how tall he is. He stands at five foot eleven inches tall but somehow appears much shorter than that in other people's eyes. Vincent weighs in at one hundred and sixty pounds with a well-toned and muscular frame that he likes to keep up with so he constantly works out. His hair used to be shoulder length and a medium brown color but recently had it trimmed down to a shorter length and colored to resemble the feathers of a raven bird. He likes to keep his hair unkempt and occasionally runs his fingers through it.

His eyes are a dark brown color and almond shaped and usually wears clear contacts. Not because he cannot see or anything but just to bring his eyes out a little bit more. Vincent is of mixed race, Mexican and American, and his fairly light skin displays the combination quite well. He does not sport a beard or mustache and really likes that the fact his skin is really smooth and free of blemishes and scars. Just to add that many people say that his most distinctive feature is his cheekbones.

▼ | ATTIRE : |

Vincent used to be a casual dresser and even dressed in bright colors. While he still does from time to time, his main style of choice takes a rather grunge-like approach. No matter what the weather is like outside he'll always have on his black leather jacket along with a black t-shirt of some sort. Again, he doesn't dress like that every single day, just every other day. Vincent also has an assortment of black boots and those are about the only shoes that he wears.

⫸ P S Y C H O L O G Y ⫷

_{❝𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍. 𝖡𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽.❞}

▼ | PERSONALITY TRAITS : |

✧ Approachable ✧ Flirtatious ✧ Overprotective ✧ Idealist ✧ Likes to argue sometimes ✧ Fiercly loyal ✧ Emotional at times ✧ Sarcastic

▼ | SKILLS : |

Bilingual ✧ Since he is of mixed race, Vincent can speak Spanish, which he's more used to thanks to his mother and English fluently.

Reading people ✧ Vincent can easily tell people's intentions before they even make their next move. He'll be silent about it though and just hang in the background.

Quick Thinker ✧ He's very quick on his feet when he comes to answering questions or getting himself and others out of certain types of situations.

Protective ✧ Vincent is a somewhat of a nice guy sometimes and for those that cannot defend themselves, he will be there to defend for them.

▼ | BACKSTORY : |

Vincent was born and raised in Mexico City, Mexico to two wonderful parents, Felix and Diana Garcia. His life was perfect much simple growing up, to be honest. He did not really have or even wanted the finer things in life and that was absolutely okay with him. But they weren't poor or anything, they had just enough money to get by, which means they had enough to paid the bills and put food on the table. As long as Vincent ate, that was all they really cared about.

Vincent was a very sensitive person growing up. The littlest words that someone said to him got to him easier and he would just sit there and take it. He wasn't ever bullied but people just knew about his sensitivity and took advantage of it every chance that they got. Over time though, he began to feel something strange developing within him and even mentioned it to his parents. They felt as if he was too young to know the real story yet and just saved the real story for another day. His parents often told him to just ignore his feelings and that's what he did but that strange feeling kept coming back.

As about two years went by, he was finally sat down by his parents as they explained to him about what he was. They even told him that the energy came from a crystal that they came across while taking a walk along the beach whenever he was about six years of age. How did it get there? No one knew but this information confused him deeply and he did not know what to say. He kind of just wished that the information was kept away from him because now, he wanted to become better at whatever this was that he had. Many things happened around this time with his newfound ability. He felt other people emotions and those affected him, he could even tell when someone was lying. Vincent wanted further training with others that were just like him or that could teach him how to be better at his abilities.

His parents then heard of an academy being opened up for metahumans, which is what he was and immediately signed him up for it. There were no ifs, ands or buts about it because they were going to send him regardless. They were rejected multiple times at first and had no idea as to why. Vincent became enraged about this and wondered what he had to do to get accepted into this academy.

But what else Vincent did not know is that his grandfather used to work for FAMA and sort of left a bad expression upon his resignation but they came over to their home to talk it over. Vincent sat in on the conversation and deemed one of the men as a liar and the man asked how did he know that and Vincent explained it to him. Even though he had no earthly clue as to what he was saying himself. But after about a two-hour visit, they finally gave in, mostly because they could not tell any more lies around Vincent and accepted him.

He felt absolutely stunned to be going to whatever kind of academy it was. No one really explained it to him in depth but he just guessed that he was going to have to see whenever he got there. He did not mind going into the unknown but just hopes that it isn't some sort of trap.

⫸ P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

❝𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎.❞

▼ | POWER CLASSIFICATION : |

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▼ | POWER DESCRIPTION : |

Empathy
Vincent has the ability to interpret, replicant, sense, feel and even understand the emotions of others. He can attack someone personally and emotionally since he knows exactly what they are feeling in particular situations and can use that knowledge to his advantage.

Lie Detection
Vincent can sense when someone is lying since it causes an irregularity in their emotions.

Telempathy (not quite advanced at this)
Vincent can communicate with others using emotions. He can receive others emotions and even perceive what others feel whenever they're thinking.

▼ | LIMITS : |

• For his Telempathy, he can only read a certain amount of people at a time. Some emotions might not even work to his advantage, too. His ability may be limited by touching another person for his to be able to read their emotions.

• For Lie Detection, if he trusts someone that he cares about then he might not be able to tell if they are lying or not. Cannot sense the reasons behind most lies. Will not be able to tell the difference between a white lie or a secret.

• For Empathy, he cannot use this against people that are emotionless. He also experiences migraines from time to time from extensive use of this ability, too. Cannot handle a large number of emotions at one time and cannot receive emotions sometimes, as well.

▼ | WEAKNESSES : |

Combat • Vincent is pretty useless in a fight, especially hand to hand combat.

Confrontation • It's almost no secret that Vincent dislikes confrontation of any kind along with conflict. Sure, he has to tolerate it while he's at the academy but overall, he does not like it.

Emotions • So, his powers are centered around his and other people's emotions but he can be unstable, at times and that might cause his ability to not work properly.

⫸ O T H E R ⫷

❝𝖶𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌.❞

• Vincent did not graduate high school and unfortunately dropped out in the middle of his sophomore year because he could not take the feelings that he was having and could not really explain to anyone. Plus, he grew tired of getting migraines all the freaking time, too. He also spent some time in a juvenile delinquent facility when he was twelve for stealing from a convenience store.

❝𝖭𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝖾, 𝖯𝖾𝗇 𝖯𝖺𝗅❞

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𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗐𝗄𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝖯𝖺𝗎𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇'𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝖠𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝖯𝖺𝗎𝗅 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒. 𝖨𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖽-𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉. 𝖡𝗈𝗒, 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝖯𝖺𝗎𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆. ❝𝖲𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁, 𝖨 𝗌𝖾𝖾, 𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋.❞ 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖠𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾.

❝𝖭𝗈, 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒, 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇.❞ 𝖧𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇, 𝖾𝗒𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗎𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗐. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗉𝗎𝗇𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖯𝖺𝗎𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗈𝗈. ❝𝖫𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅. 𝖭𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝗆𝖾, 𝖨 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗂𝗍 𝗎𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝖾. 𝖴𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿.❞ 𝖯𝖺𝗎𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋. ❝𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍? 𝖨 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾.❞

𝖯𝖺𝗎𝗅 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗒 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇. ❝𝖣𝗎𝖽𝖾, 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋, 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗂𝗍.❞ 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾, 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖠𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾. 𝖯𝖺𝗎𝗅 𝗌𝖼𝗈𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗍 𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗇𝗈𝗐.

❝𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁.❞ 𝖯𝖺𝗎𝗅 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗈, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿. 𝖯𝖺𝗎𝗅 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖤𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖠𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾, 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖲𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀.

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𝖮𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖯𝖺𝗎𝗅 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒. 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽, 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖠𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾, 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋. ❝𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆?❞ 𝖧𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝖾. ❝𝖫𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝖽𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗒 𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗎𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇?❞ 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾'𝗌.

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖠𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋. ❝𝖸𝖾𝗌. 𝖨 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝖿𝖾𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖤𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝖽𝗀𝖾 𝗆𝖾.❞ 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗋. 𝖧𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖠𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈.

𝖧𝖾'𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗅𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝖠𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗈. 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾. 𝖠𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾. 𝖬𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆.

❝𝖬𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗐𝖾 𝗀𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄?❞ 𝖧𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝖺𝗒. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗍𝗈 𝖠𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝖽𝗀𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋. ❝𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾?❞ 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗇𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗒𝖺𝗋𝖽. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗍.

❝𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋, 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾? 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍, 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍? 𝖯𝖺𝗎𝗅'𝗌 𝖺 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗂𝗆.❞ 𝖧𝖾 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖠𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋.

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It's a wee bit shorter this time, but Rose is getting fired up. Lol.

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It’s fine. :) It’s still good.

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𝖬𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗐 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖧𝖾𝗇𝗋𝗒 𝖭𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖾𝗅 𝖡𝖾𝖺𝗎𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗆𝗉, 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅-𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖬𝖺𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖾 𝖬𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖾𝗍 𝖡𝖾𝖺𝗎𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗆𝗉, 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝖼𝖼𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖺. 𝖬𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗐 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝗀𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝖺𝗇𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗅.

❝𝗢𝗟𝗗 𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦❞

one on one roleplay between @Tainted and myself

❝𝗕𝗔𝗗𝗗 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗗❞

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𝗦𝗘𝗕𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗠𝗦𝗟𝗘𝗬

@Rodiak | outfit: ❖

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𝖲𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖦𝖺𝖻𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖿 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖦𝖺𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽. ❝𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖾, 𝖦𝖺𝖻𝖾.❞ 𝖲𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝗎𝖽𝗀𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖿𝗎𝗅, 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗈𝗍. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖦𝖺𝖻𝖾'𝗌 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽. ❝𝖬𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖧𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗒𝗐𝗈𝗈𝖽, 𝖨 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝖻𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇.❞ 𝖧𝖾 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐.

𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝖽𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖲𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗅𝗋𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖦𝖺𝖻𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝖲𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝖦𝖺𝖻𝖾, 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒, 𝗍𝗈𝗈. 𝖨𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍, 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝖲𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗅 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗉𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖺 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾.

𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖦𝖺𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝗈, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝖾𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗄, 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗅 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖻𝗒 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍. ❝𝖸𝖾𝖺𝗁, 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅.❞ 𝖲𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗄 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝗇𝗈𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽.

❝𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅.❞ 𝖧𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝗅𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇. ❝𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗆𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾. 𝖨 𝖽𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁.❞ 𝖲𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗒. ❝𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝖨 𝖺𝗆 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒.❞ 𝖧𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗎𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝖦𝖺𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝖾𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗇. ❝𝖲𝗈, 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝗈𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇.❞ 𝖲𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝖦𝖺𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇 𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗎𝗀, 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄. 𝖧𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗎𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖦𝖺𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝖿𝖿. 𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖦𝖺𝖻𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.

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𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄. 𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖤𝖽𝖽𝗒, 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄. ❝𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝖨 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗆𝖾?❞ 𝖤𝖽𝖽𝗒 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗎𝗉, 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗍 𝖤𝖽𝖽𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽. 𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽. ❝𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗍. 𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖼 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗇. 𝖭𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾.❞ 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖤𝖽𝖽𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌.

𝖱𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗉𝗁 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐. ❝𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗈 𝗐𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾?❞ 𝖱𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗉𝗁 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝖿𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗐. 𝖠 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝖻𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗒, 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈. 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇, 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾, 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋.

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖺 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝖺𝗎𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍'𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽. 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒. 𝖨𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗂𝗇𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗍.

❝𝖴𝗁, 𝖬𝗂𝗌𝗌. 𝖨 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝖨 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎.❞ 𝖱𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗉𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒. ❝𝖨𝗍'𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌.❞ 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾. ❝𝖥𝗈𝗋 𝖨 𝖺𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌.❞ 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗑 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗋. ❝𝖨'𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖼𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾.❞

𝖨𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝖿 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖼 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾. 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖦𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗂𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖧𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗉 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗒𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝖲𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗇'𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗊𝗎𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍.

𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝖺 𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝖱𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗉𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖤𝖽𝖽𝗒. ❝𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝖽𝗌 𝖻𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽.❞ 𝖧𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖾. ❝𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽, 𝗍𝗈𝗈, 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌.❞ 𝖧𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝗂𝗍.

Academy 003: Seeds of Change [CLOSED]

I'm thinking of using Pyrokinesis for my character. Would that be possible?

@Garden Gnome

hello there again. not a gm or anything but I think they'd be a type-red with their elemental being fire. that's just what I assume from reading everything.

Southern Thunder

Sean Gunn

SEAN ❝𝖡𝖠𝖣 𝖠𝖲𝖲❞ GUNN

𝖳𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗒-𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 | 𝖮𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝖧𝗈𝗆𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅 | 𝖫𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖦𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍/𝖲𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝖵𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 | 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖭𝖾𝗐 𝖡𝖺𝖽 𝖡𝗈𝗒

❝𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝖨 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖲𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝖳𝗁𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖧𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽'𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄. 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖻𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗌𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝗍'𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖧𝗈𝗉𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗀𝗎𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝗎𝗒.❞ ⸺ 𝖯𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾'𝗌 𝖬𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾

Christina Foley

CHRISTINA FOLEY

𝖳𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗒-𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋 | 𝖡𝗂𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 | 𝖪𝖾𝗒𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖯𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋 | 𝖲𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖡𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁

❝𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗇𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆 𝗀𝗎𝗒 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽? 𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈, 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍. 𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝖲𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝖳𝗁𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾.❞ ⸺ 𝖯𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾'𝗌 𝖬𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾