(Tap For Better Quality ^^)

"...huh?" She managed to get out, looking around for Nightshade. She knows physically, she's in Phantom's bar... but why is her memory different this time? Is Nightshade showing her what might have been if she hadn't shot Natemare?

Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."

WOAAAAAHHHH

Last dance with death

THIS IS SO COOL??? I LOVE IT OP

🎼"Cause I’m the fucking king of the world, Get on your knees, I’m the fucking king of the world, Do as I please, So get up or get out and I’ll show you, What it means for me to control you, Cause I’m the fucking king of the world" King of The World by Porcelain Black 💜🖤😈

Hate that woman so much.

YOU hate JK Rowling!

ANOTHER LORE PROJECT LET'S GOOOOO

THE VOID FILES

Trying a few four letters possibilities for the website we've been getting codes for... and here it is? It's been registered less than a month ago, somewhere in Portugal. Coincidence? I think not.

IT HAS BEEN DONE, PEOPLE.

I gave in and made a doc with more info about Ashton, will add Eryn's section in later.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1CVUN22CIj2Mdw8CNCyEF-ySCzPWeUqC7TIzvzZq16hk/edit?usp=drivesdk

"Wha- huh?" Eryn stared at them. She called out the one name she knew, but all four were gone.

"Fritz? What... what the fuck just happened?!" Her heart was pounding. They'd just... vanished. She stood up from her chair, looking frantically at Phantom.

"What?? No, no- They- where did they go?! What did I do?!"

your fault your fault your fault your fault your fault your fault

Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."

?! I LITERALLY LOVE THEIR ART WTF, SHRIEKING IN JOY

“Wilford was in there…”

Your actions have consequences, Captain.