[He types it and blurts it simultaneous. She thinks him a preacher. Him.]
I greatly aspire to be! My documented cull-guardian and ancestor is the Grand Highblood, highest servant to the Mirthful Messiahs. I gather word from all the family but his teachings are of course most mother fuckin profound. He paints upon himself to show soul of understanding, which he extends to his many culls aside from me. Together we all sit and in time he shares his wisdom, spoken or silent.
[It's a quiet, gentle, knowing, that paint. All smiles all the time, no matter the hardship. He does not spill his guts the way he, Kurloz himself, cannot help from doing. But one day, perhaps...]
It is an honor to sit in his presence and an honor to prove my tie to he.
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[He types it and blurts it simultaneous. She thinks him a preacher. Him.]
I greatly aspire to be! My documented cull-guardian and ancestor is the Grand Highblood, highest servant to the Mirthful Messiahs. I gather word from all the family but his teachings are of course most mother fuckin profound. He paints upon himself to show soul of understanding, which he extends to his many culls aside from me. Together we all sit and in time he shares his wisdom, spoken or silent.
[It's a quiet, gentle, knowing, that paint. All smiles all the time, no matter the hardship. He does not spill his guts the way he, Kurloz himself, cannot help from doing. But one day, perhaps...]
It is an honor to sit in his presence and an honor to prove my tie to he.