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ᛝ 𝗕𝗘𝗬𝗢𝗡𝗗 𝗔 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗪𝗢𝗢𝗗𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗗
𝗔 𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗔𝗪𝗡𝗦. ´ཀ 🈳
A condemned circle where revenants clutch obsolete fortunes and gnaw at fading echoes. To proceed, we eclipse their malice and cross bramble that remembers every atrocity, while the upper world flickers as fractured archives denied absolution. The pendulum has oscillated beyond recall; the festivity feels perpetual—less benediction, more an anomalous loop convened for those we shall inscribe: @MaisonOfNethers, @Vellichorise, @YukiEiko, @Dewmourne, @YJFluence, @Legacyofdustborne, @Edenearth, @THIRENSOLES, @sjarns, and @TheOdysseans.
The present composes itself as a delirious chronicle—ornate, algorithmic, incessantly humming beneath each suspended hour. ﾒ
And with all the tacit iniquity we harbor,
@Sethlore. 𓂀
Forwarded from Petals Bound of Liesbon.
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(𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘌𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘈𝘫𝘢𝘳, @𝘓𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘚𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴.) 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘰.
An enduring bond of sisterhood, a silken ribbon swaying like a filament of destiny for those entwined. A sorrow sundered them, yet whether benevolent fortune and guileless spirits reunited us, were seraphs guiding us or shadowing us? We yearn that via this honeyed summons, the wanderers shall return to weave into the Liesbon kin and the missing petals we seek:
⠀⠀ 𝓔. ELDEST SISTER (1994-1998)
⠀⠀𝓔. MIDDLEST SISTER (1999-2003)
⠀⠀𝓔. YOUNGEST SISTER (2004-2008)
Do gaze upon the gentle terms here. If this beckoning scroll stirs your essence and mirrors our quiet call, dispatch a missive to our letterbox at once at (@LiesbonBot).
ㅤ│ Homebound of Hearts,
ㅤ│ Liesbon Sisters. ✉️
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(𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘌𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘈𝘫𝘢𝘳, @𝘓𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘚𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴.) 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘰.
An enduring bond of sisterhood, a silken ribbon swaying like a filament of destiny for those entwined. A sorrow sundered them, yet whether benevolent fortune and guileless spirits reunited us, were seraphs guiding us or shadowing us? We yearn that via this honeyed summons, the wanderers shall return to weave into the Liesbon kin and the missing petals we seek:
⠀⠀ 𝓔. ELDEST SISTER (1994-1998)
⠀⠀𝓔. MIDDLEST SISTER (1999-2003)
⠀⠀𝓔. YOUNGEST SISTER (2004-2008)
Do gaze upon the gentle terms here. If this beckoning scroll stirs your essence and mirrors our quiet call, dispatch a missive to our letterbox at once at (@LiesbonBot).
Hail, Liesbon! Here I linger, @Username & Full Name with Muse (Lines), sensing I am your missing oldest/middlest/youngest petal. In this fleeting note, I confide my heart's murmur. Much gratitude!
ㅤ│ Homebound of Hearts,
ㅤ│ Liesbon Sisters. ✉️
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Forwarded from MINDWAVE, WHERE U AT?
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BUREAU MEMORANDUM.
REVIEW BEFORE PROCEEDING.
@MlNDWAVE©️
Should the statement above awaken your investigative instinct and you intend to align with this operation, the bureau has already prepared the procedure. You might want to cross-reference the list of those who are distinctly not sought after, r
Transmit the finished document to
our system handler so the report can be
examined and logged by
@MindwaveRobot.
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BUREAU MEMORANDUM.
REVIEW BEFORE PROCEEDING.
@MlNDWAVE
Should the statement above awaken your investigative instinct and you intend to align with this operation, the bureau has already prepared the procedure. You might want to cross-reference the list of those who are distinctly not sought after, r
eview the instructions carefully and proceed methodically, any lapse may compromise the trail.Greetings from the field, I (Name, Muse Name, Birth Year, @Username), submitting this brief report to state my intent to enter the Mindwave collective. After reviewing the prior transmissions, I am prepared to step into the network and participate in its ongoing operations. My thanks for receiving and considering this dispatch.
Transmit the finished document to
our system handler so the report can be
examined and logged by
@MindwaveRobot.
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Sethies, still up? Jam segini kelaperan tapi harus tetap dalam keadaan kalcer. #Prinsip
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ᛝ 𝗕𝗘𝗬𝗢𝗡𝗗 𝗔 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗪𝗢𝗢𝗗𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗗
𝗔 𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗔𝗪𝗡𝗦. ´ཀ 🈳
A condemned circle where revenants clutch obsolete fortunes and gnaw at fading echoes. To proceed, we eclipse their malice and cross bramble that remembers every atrocity, while the upper world flickers as fractured archives denied absolution. The pendulum has oscillated beyond recall; the festivity feels perpetual—less benediction, more an anomalous loop convened for those we shall inscribe: @TheAescendants @TeenBuds and @Ningrounds
The present composes itself as a delirious chronicle—ornate, algorithmic, incessantly humming beneath each suspended hour. ﾒ
And with all the tacit iniquity we harbor,
@Sethlore. 𓂀
Forwarded from Fateful Bond: String of Scarvaine.
Today, Sethlore’s Juhoon is spending the afternoon with Scarvaine’s Wonhee, turning an ordinary day into something a little sweeter. We wandered through the park for a while, letting the breeze and quiet paths lead us wherever they wanted. Somewhere along the way, Juhoon insisted we stop for ice cream. “Chocolate or vanilla?” he asked. Wonhee just smiled and replied, “Both. Obviously.”
With ice cream in hand, we found a spot on the grass and decided to paint for a bit. What started as a calm little activity slowly turned into paint-stained fingers and playful teasing. “That’s supposed to be a flower?” Juhoon laughed, while Wonhee defended her masterpiece like it actually belonged in a gallery.
It wasn’t anything big or carefully planned, just a relaxed day filled with small laughs, messy colors, and time spent together under the warm sky. Sometimes days like this end up being the ones we remember the most.
With ice cream in hand, we found a spot on the grass and decided to paint for a bit. What started as a calm little activity slowly turned into paint-stained fingers and playful teasing. “That’s supposed to be a flower?” Juhoon laughed, while Wonhee defended her masterpiece like it actually belonged in a gallery.
It wasn’t anything big or carefully planned, just a relaxed day filled with small laughs, messy colors, and time spent together under the warm sky. Sometimes days like this end up being the ones we remember the most.
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