Are ye…
-he trails off. ‘Are you okay?’ would clearly be a rhetorical question. He stares at his father for a moment, actually looking at him. And then looks away guiltily-
Dun…blame ye fer anyfin anymore. ‘aven’ fer a long time.
Are ye…
-he trails off. ‘Are you okay?’ would clearly be a rhetorical question. He stares at his father for a moment, actually looking at him. And then looks away guiltily-
Dun…blame ye fer anyfin anymore. ‘aven’ fer a long time.
-grimaces and looks away- {It was a long time ago, Da…}
…s’a rather vague reques’. Wha’d ye do this time?
I dub thee Eira’s song (Gavin’s late sister in main verse).
She Sings by Amy Feldman Bernon.
Yes, I intentionally sang in a little kid voice, considering Eira was 8 when she passed. :|
ooc: Oh my god, I haven’t been on this account in a few days, but I checked my inbox and a bunch of messages that weren’t there the last time I was on here showed up and I know they aren’t new.
Tumblr, wtf did you do to Gavin’s assbox, stawp dat.
Anyway, yeah, I got on to find something in the back of my inbox, but I owe things on this account still and I’d really like to stop this on and off hiatus bullshit. Gavin’s being…finicky with me.
ooc: Well, I really can’t see a problem with that; being emotionally invested into your character. That’s what Crowley is for me. When I first started roleplaying as him, I don’t really know how to explain it, but he helped define who I was. When I was younger, I defined myself as an actor; I would be whoever other people wanted me to be. When I became Crowley, it felt more natural, it felt like I could finally break free of those masks that I had put on myself.
ooc: Oh my god, I haven’t been on this account in a few days, but I checked my inbox and a bunch of messages that weren’t there the last time I was on here showed up and I know they aren’t new.
Tumblr, wtf did you do to Gavin’s assbox, stawp dat.
Anyway, yeah, I got on to find something in the back of my inbox, but I owe things on this account still and I’d really like to stop this on and off hiatus bullshit. Gavin’s being…finicky with me.