Rightful Heir

ʜᴀᴡᴛʜᴏʀɴᴇ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍʏ

I still have to write up her Bio, but... I really wanted to post her before anyone else could take the FC Will update the bio within the next few days. _{(..though I'll more than likely get to it tonight cause I am super motivated to finish her... but I do have a 5 year old who's heading to bed soon, and ...my life kinda follows Murphy's Law, so.. xD we'll hope for the best!)}

Hoping this type of hybrid is acceptable. Looked at the others and didn't see one like her, so... again.. hoping. xD

Margaret Mitchell | Hybrid

_______________________________________________ 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝 "𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜" 𝙼𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 | 𝙿𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 | #𝙴𝙲𝟽𝟶𝟼𝟹 | 𝚆𝚎𝚛𝚎-𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 ☾ ◂ ☀ ☽ ☀ ☽ ☀ ☽ ☀ ☾ ☀ ☾ ☀ ☾ ☀ ▸ 𝟷𝟿-𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜-𝚘𝚕𝚍 | 𝙽𝚘𝚗-𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚢 (𝚜𝚑𝚎 / 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢) | 𝟷𝟼𝟶.𝟶𝟸 𝚌𝚖 (𝟻𝚏𝚝. 𝟹𝚒𝚗.) | 𝟸𝚗𝚍 𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚛 ◂ ☀ ☽ ☀ ☽ ☀ ☽ ☀ ☾ ☀ ☾ ☀ ☾ ☀ ▸ 𝙰𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 ☼ 𝙴𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌 ☼ 𝙻𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝙾𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝 ☼ 𝙾𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 ☼ 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙰𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝 ☁ 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 ☁ 𝙴𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝/𝚄𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 ☁ 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ◂ ☀ ☽ ☀ ☽ ☀ ☽ ☀ ☾ ☀ ☾ ☀ ☾ ☀ ▸ 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴𝚂 ⊁ 𝙲𝚛𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚜 —— 𝙰𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚝, 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚃𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝙻𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎, & 𝚁𝚎𝚍 𝚃𝚒𝚐𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝙴𝚢𝚎. ⊁ 𝙼𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 —— 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜. ⊁ 𝙷𝚘𝚖𝚎-𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚜 —— 𝙰𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎-𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍. 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎-𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜. ⊁ 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 —— 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚒-𝚏𝚒/𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚢-𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗/𝚠𝚊𝚛/𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔, 𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎. ⊁ 𝙰𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚜 —— 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜. 𝙷𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝙳𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢. 𝙰𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍. 𝙳𝙸𝚂𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴𝚂 ⊁ 𝙻𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚍𝚜 —— 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚡𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜' 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚍𝚜, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎-𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜. ⊁ 𝙼𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 —— 𝙵𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚝? 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚠 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗. 𝙸𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚍. 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚝? 𝙽𝚘. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝, 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚓𝚊𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚝-𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚟𝚎. ⊁ 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚎 / 𝙱𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 / 𝙶𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 —— 𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜..? ...𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. ⊁ 𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 —— 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕. 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎/𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛. ⊁ 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 —— 𝙰𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎.. 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚡𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜. ◂ ☀ ☽ ☀ ☽ ☀ ☽ ☀ ☾ ☀ ☾ ☀ ☾ ☀ ▸ _______________________________________________

𝚂 𝙺 𝙸 𝙻 𝙻 𝚂 & 𝚆 𝙴 𝙰 𝙺 𝙽 𝙴 𝚂 𝚂 𝙴 𝚂 ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ 𝚂 𝚃 𝚁 𝙴 𝙽 𝙶 𝚃 𝙷 𝚂 ⊁⊁⊁ 𝙳𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕-𝙾𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 —— 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜, 𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛𝚜, 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖. ⊁⊁⊁ 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 —— "𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘 '𝙸' 𝚒𝚗 𝚃.𝙴.𝙰.𝙼.", 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝? 𝙶𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝. ⊁⊁⊁ 𝙴𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 —— 𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜, 𝙸 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎'𝚜. ⊁⊁⊁ 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎 —— 𝙰𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼. 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒-𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 —— 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 —— 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚗. 𝚈𝚎𝚜, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚜 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔, 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕. ⊁⊁⊁ 𝙳𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 —— 𝙽𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢, 𝚊𝚌𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜... 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜' 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝. 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚒𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎... 𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 "𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍." 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗. 𝚆 𝙴 𝙰 𝙺 𝙽 𝙴 𝚂 𝚂 𝙴 𝚂 ⊁⊁⊁ 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝 —— 𝙸𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜' 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘. ⊁⊁⊁ 𝙻𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 & 𝙲𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 —— 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜' 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜' 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚘 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚜, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚖𝚋 𝚝𝚎𝚊 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍. 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚢, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. ☾ ⊁⊁⊁ 𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝙴𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑 —— 𝙰𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎. 𝙰𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎... 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚂𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝙱𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜' 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝. 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎. ⊁⊁⊁ 𝙿𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 —— 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜' 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐-𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝. 𝙸 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚡𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢, 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜. 𝙿𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚌𝚑, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐. ⊁⊁⊁ 𝙱𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝 —— 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜. 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜. 𝙾 𝚄 𝚃 𝙻 𝙾 𝙾 𝙺 / 𝙸 𝙳 𝙴 𝙰 𝙻 𝚂 / 𝙿 𝙴 𝚁 𝚂 𝙿 𝙴 𝙲 𝚃 𝙸 𝚅 𝙴 ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➥ "𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢? 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜' 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢. 𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚜? 𝚅𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎, 𝚆𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏, 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑, 𝚂𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚗, 𝚃𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜? 𝙸'𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎." 𝙰 𝙼 𝙱 𝙸 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 𝚂 ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ⊁⊁⊁ 𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 —— 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜. ⊁⊁⊁ 𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 —— 𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎’𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎. ⊁⊁⊁ #𝙶𝙾𝙰𝙻𝚂 —— 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚐𝚘𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍. 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎. 𝙵 𝙴 𝙰 𝚁 𝚂 ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ⊁⊁⊁ Abandonment —— Do we really have to explain this one? I don't think we do. Really, I think we're all a bit afraid of being abandoned. Are we not, even just a little..? ⊁⊁⊁ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚔 —— 𝙾𝚑, 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎. 𝙻𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝. 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢. 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜. 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐/𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜. ⊁⊁⊁ 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚌 —— 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜. 𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜' 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕-𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚔. 𝙱 𝙸 𝙾 𝙶 𝚁 𝙰 𝙿 𝙷 𝚈 ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ history of supernatural life here

Name Change...

@LegendBegins Uhm.. so... I know I was just here a month ago ...but just this one last time (I SWEAR THIS'LL BE THE LAST..! ), may I please get my name changed to "Her Hiraeth"? ...p-please and thank you..

_{Okay... I'm gonna go now.. xP}

Name Change...

I'd like to change my username to "Deimos Heir" please. Thank you.

Delbrook Academy Senior Year

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It had been an hour since he arrived and he'd been about 8 minutes too late to sneak in the front gate. In his haste out of the house, he'd forgotten his school I.D. on his desk - and to make everything worse, the security guard who'd been responsible for breaking up most of the fights him and his cousin fought the year before was the one sitting at the gate desk this morning. If Carlos remembered correctly, the dude's name was Jordy - or something like that. Brody? Whatever. As easy as it would be for him to just go home and get the damn thing himself, the security guard insisted he couldn't let Carlos leave the school campus and had to instead call his mother to bring it to him. So there Carlos sat on the curb with his phone in his lap waiting for his mother to arrive. The sound of shuffling feet and the sounds of voices carrying over to him from behind the gate caught his attention, peaking over his shoulder to see a group of students filing into the 300 building. Just as the boy was turning back to face the street, he could see his mother's black Cadillac turning the corner before coming up the road. As she neared, Carlso stood himself up and dusted off his rear as he tucked his phone into his pocket, stepping down into the street when she pulled up beside him.

"Aquí tienes, mi amor." She held out his school I.D. by the lanyard to him, holding her free hand up against her forehead to shade her eyes from the sun as she squinted up at him.

"Thanks, mom." A quick glance over his shoulder at the security guard, Carlos' eyes came back around to meet his mother's. "Odio este pinche lugar."

"Aye! Language." After the boy muttered a quick apology, she simply nodded as she looked past her son at the man sitting at the gate desk. "It's one more year, mijo. Just get through it, mm?" She reached out and gently squeezed his arm before pulling back to roll the window up and drive off, leaving Carlos standing alone in the street. The boy stood there watching his mother's car pull around the corner at the opposite end of the school she came from until the car was out of sight, turning back towards the gate as he shuffled his way to the security guard's desk to hold up his I.D.

"A'my good to go in, now?" The boy's tone dripped with venom, he didn't care much if he came off as rude or disrespectful. The guard's eyes tilted up towards him, looking back and forth between the I.D. card and the boy a couple times before he sat back into his chair, folding his arms over his chest.

"You know you're late, right?" As much as Carlos was sure he was trying to hold it back, he could just barely make out a smirk tugging at the corners of the guy's lips. The boy's jaw clenched before dropping open slightly, his tongue pressing to the inside of his cheek before trailing the inner lining of his lower lip. Carlos closed his mouth shut just as he let out a hefty sigh through his nose, side-eying the guard with what could only be described as pure exasperation. You gotta be fucking kidding me.

"My mom's already gone, bro. What do you want me to do?!" The two stood there a few moments in a silent stand-off. The guard shifted in his seat before shaking his head, turning back to his monitor.

"I really don't appreciate your t-" Jory's voice was suddenly cut off by a familiar, booming voice behind Carlos.

"Ey Jory! I got this one, man. He's mine," the voice called out, firm hands clamping down on Carlos' shoulders before pushing him on through the doors. Carlos didn't even have to turn to know who it was that was manhandling him through the school gates and out of earshot of the other guard, a smirk covering his features as the tall, dark-haired young man came from behind Carlos to finally face him. ∞ Brandon Alexander Murphy. Bran shoved Carlos' shoulder playfully as he chuckled, folding his arms across his chest to stare at the boy before him.

"How've you been, shithead?"

"Was about to ask you the same thing, cabrón. Knew your middle brother came back but I didn't figure you would. The fuck you doin' here?"

"Oh, you know," Bran smirked, looking at some some girls passing down the hallway, flashing them a charming grin. "I'm just here for-"

"Look, I get it. I love the game too, man, but these are a bit too young for you. Mess with the wrong girl and you'll find yourself a one-way trip, Murphy."

Bran laughed, shaking his head as he brought his attention back to the boy before him. "Not here for girls. I just... when Jai told me he was going to come back to finish out his and Danny's senior year, I wanted to be sure they had backup if they needed it. Whether they know it, or care to admit it, I love 'em. I might be an asshole, but I'm a lovable one."

Carlos shook his head, "Yeah, I don't know about that bro," the boy laughed, peaking over at the clock that hung above the doorway into the offices to check the time, turning his eyes back on Brandon. "So you here for the year, or..?"

"Yeah," Bran, too, glanced at the clock a moment before pulling his phone out, his eyes widening slightly before his stance shifted. "Hey, look I gotta go. You'll see me around, I'm sure." Bran hit knuckles with Carlos before turning to walk off towards the 400 buildings, calling over his shoulder, "Try not to make a habit of being late from now on, eh?"

Carlos could only assume he'd gotten a message he wasn't happy about, or something. Maybe it was urgent. The boy shook his head at Bran's exit comment, turning to pull at the glass door that lead into the 300 building, taking the stairs to the second floor before rounding the corner before running smack dab into someone. Carlos stepped back and looked the girl over. She looked familiar. Loud girl, always had a camera around her neck. He couldn't remember her name, but he remembered her from the year before when she was a T.A. for the Spanish class he took with Ms. Goldman to get an easy A in a language class. The boy sighed softly, slipping past the girl with a gentle 'S'cuse me,' muttered just loud enough for her to hear. He was about to push his way through the second set of glass doors that lead across the bridge to the 900 building till he heard her voice call after him from behind.

"Carlos, right?"

Carlos turned to face the girl, his hand still holding onto the door's bar handle. "Santi, but yeah. That's me.. why?"

"Right. I remember you from last year. I heard Goldman call your name earlier when she was taking attendance. Don't bother going to the room, the class is down at the lacrosse field already." The girl turned and rounded the corner to head down the staircase, ultimately disappearing from sight. The boy nodded to himself as he pushed his way out of the glass doors before taking a hard right down the staircase, heading down the walkway beside the 300 building towards the auditorium and 800 building where he'd hang a left and head off towards the lacrosse field to join the rest of his class. As Carlos made it onto the field, he searched the immediate area for any familiar faces before pulling his phone out to type out a message to his best friend as he headed up into the bleachers to find a spot to sit down.

𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚝𝙱𝚒𝚛𝚍💩🐦 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚘 - 𝚠𝚢𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚎?

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______________________________________	______________________________________________________________________________________ Location: Lacrosse Field Festivities → Southern Momma's Funnel Cakes Interactions: A few friends (NPCs) OTD: ☬ ☬ ______________________________________________________________________________________

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Danny's mom always said the boy had a tape worm with as much as he could eat. The fact of the matter was, he wasn't outright starving, but he definitely could still eat. Having already eaten breakfast before he'd come to school this morning, it wasn't about to stop him from eating some good ol' carnival food. The smell of funnel cake was calling to him. Looking around, Danny finally spotted his best friend Damien and their friends Ruby, Brockton and Jace. Slipping past a few people, he stepped up beside his teammates with a small grin.

"Bran told me from his first day of his senior year they had a lot of good vendors. I doubt they changed the list very much in the last two years. You guys eat this morning, at all?"

"I could go with a bite to eat. Passed on breakfast for a few extra minutes of sleep. Totally worth it." Of course Damien did. Danny couldn't blame him, though. The boys had talked about how the last week had been rough for him getting to sleep at night. After having Sam over to sleep beside him all summer long, then reverting back to sleeping alone.. it'd been hard for D, and he wasn't afraid to admit it to Daniel. He missed his girlfriend. Danny, of course, could sympathize.

"I can't believe you'd skip breakfast, Damien. Hey, any specific recommendations from Brandon?"

Daniel shot a half-smile Ruby's way as he opened his mouth to speak but heard a familiar voice behind him, stopping himself as he peered over his shoulder. "Hey guys, getting ready to sign-up for everything? Heard there's a couple of new clubs that just started this year! There's a D&D club I'm really wanting to check out. Think that Foley girl is running it..?" Luke. Danny tilted his head up in greeting to the boy, noticing that his words were more directed to the Brockton and Jace before turning back to address Ruby. "Well, actu-" It was then Danny realized Jace had been saying something behind him in response to Ruby, but it wasn't until he could feel Jace shove into his shoulder that he really noticed him. "Come on, they gotta at least have some Memphis Barbeque, right..?"

Danny rolled his eyes and laughed, reaching over to shove back at the other boy. "Can you give me a damn minute and I'll tell ya!" He shook his head, smirking as he glanced around at his friends that were now surrounding him.

"Hey." Daniel peaked over his shoulder to see Theo had joined the group, shooting a smile and a peace sign up at the boy. "Hey man," he spoke in quick greeting before turning back to Ruby to address her question as the group pushed through the other seniors on the field.

"Brandon always goes for turkey legs and the deep-fried Oreos when we go to any carnival. Personally, if I can find a food truck that does funnel cakes? I'm set. A turkey leg does sound pretty good, though." Danny side-eyed Jace, raising a brow at the boy. "And yes, they have a barbecue truck."

Daniel took a look around, his eyes grazing over all of the club booths as they migrated past them. 'Wonder who's working Sawyer's club booth,' he thought to himself. He probably got some Junior to work it for him while he fooled around and ate his heart out. That boy was definitely food-motivated. When food was involved, it was like he had tunnel-vision. Though, Danny couldn't judge. As he caught a whiff of what he was pretty sure was funnel cake, his stomach rumbled furiously. His eyes scanned over the crowd of kids at the number of food trucks lined up along the back fence of the field, smiling as he landed on a small black trailer with orange signs and red lettering. Southern Momma's Funnel Cakes. 'Funnel cakes. Lemonade. Deep-fried Oreos'. 'Yes.'

It seemed everyone else was busy making their own decisions on what they wanted to do while Daniel's mind was already made. He slipped his way through the crowds till he was standing in the line at Southern Momma's Funnel Cakes, preoccupied with the menu as he looked it over with a small smile pulling at the corners of his lips. There really wasn't a point in looking the menu over. The boy knew what he wanted. Classic funnel cake with powder and fresh strawberries on the side. None of that fake strawberry syrup bullshit. That stuff always ruined it for him.

Changing Your Username?

Well, since no one else is going to help...

Hello @Siaya Dragalorn ! Yes it is still a thing. Just put up a thread in here titled "name change", or something of the like, and tell them what you'd like to change it to. Long as it's not already taken, they typically get to it within a day or two. :)

Hope that helps, hun. Take care ^^

-Moro

I just now saw your post in the suggestions page. Ignore me. xD Glad you were able to find it, love!

Delbrook Academy Senior Year

@udonoodles Your place is secure, hun. I'll be closing it off whether the other three are interested or not, but till they respond, their spots are secured as well. ^^ I will, however, be starting posts today sometime and opening up the IC. :) would you like access to the discord, hun? We do all our shitposting RP chatter in the discord ^^

Delbrook Academy Senior Year

@udonoodles @Benzaiten @SouffleGirl123 @Myke

Sorry loves. Forgot to tag you guys! If you're still interested, you're more than welcome to join us. We will be closing this off after that. :)

Delbrook Academy Senior Year

@Squashedquatch Everything looks good, hun. You're good to put him over into the Character tab (without the GM mentions, though, please<3)

Do you have access to Discord, love?

Delbrook Academy Senior Year

@Squashedquatch Just need you to edit his current city, hun.. then you should be good. Hit me back when that's been fixed up ^^

Delbrook Academy Senior Year

@GirlOnMarz I love her! She's gonna be a great addition to the roster and to D.A. Cosplayers, I see!.. I'm just not entirely sold on her FC, hun. She looks to be a bit too old to be playing the role of a high schooler.. :/ Is there any other younger face claims you might be able to fit into the character, you think..?
Everything else looks good with her, though. <3

@Squashedquatch Hello love! So, a few things I gotta point out in your CS here.
1. Costa Mesa is a bit far from where the school is.. especially if he is riding his bicycle to school every day. It's about a good hour-ish drive, if there's no traffic. I could give you a list of cities that are around Long Beach that aren't directly in the same city as the school.
2. I know who's CS you copy/pasted for your CS outline just by this one x) The picture you have for Garfield is of a lab puppy, so you might wanna go back in there and fix that, my love.
3. "He likes to stickfight and is liable to randomly attack trees at a moment's notice" ...nothing wrong there. I just laughed aloud at this. I love it xD
4. In his bio it says his son is going into his last year of college, but this is actually high school. :) Unless perhaps I am reading that wrong, and you're not talking about Nick..? Which, in all honesty, could very well be the case lol
5. "Cooks himself lunch on busy days" ...are you meaning at home on the weekends..? Or, like, cooking himself food in the morning (or the night before) for him to take for lunch at school? I'm just curious, and just wanted a bit of further explanation. I hope I don't come off as rude with that. </3