Forwarded from Nature Serenity Whispers of Forest: The Marvey.
(KIN IN OVERDRIVE)
— A SUMMONS TO ALIGN WITH OUR INDOMITABLE SPEED-BEARING HERITAGE.
Beneath the radiant gleam of the raceway’s illumination, where the atmosphere hums with the triumphant growl of potent engines, we, the distinguished fellowship of Lightning McQueen, do summon thee to advance. To thee who dost crave velocity, resolve, and unwavering bravery, we present a challenge most magnificent. Seize this opportunity to partake in a venture that shall forever resonate in the chronicles of glory. Race alongside us, and to the mightiest, the honor of eternal renown shall be bestowed.
We, the venerable assembly of Lightning McQueen, extend a grand invitation to those born between 1991 and 2007, who possess an insatiable hunger for speed, thrive in the face of challenge, and excel in every race that life presents.
As a crew, we race life’s twists and turns together, unified and resolute.
(Track Time: Midnight — Until Glory Calls)
Whoever: Gear up with intention.
We request that all aspiring members review the driver’s lineup to secure an aligned spot on the grid. Before that, kindly check your available CREW LIST.
Reach out to our official crew facilitator, @TheRustezebot,
and send your application in the following manner:
With every new racer, our team grows stronger, faster, and ready to dominate every turn and straightaway.
We lit, we rock, we burn the circuit. @TheRustezee
— A SUMMONS TO ALIGN WITH OUR INDOMITABLE SPEED-BEARING HERITAGE.
Beneath the radiant gleam of the raceway’s illumination, where the atmosphere hums with the triumphant growl of potent engines, we, the distinguished fellowship of Lightning McQueen, do summon thee to advance. To thee who dost crave velocity, resolve, and unwavering bravery, we present a challenge most magnificent. Seize this opportunity to partake in a venture that shall forever resonate in the chronicles of glory. Race alongside us, and to the mightiest, the honor of eternal renown shall be bestowed.
We, the venerable assembly of Lightning McQueen, extend a grand invitation to those born between 1991 and 2007, who possess an insatiable hunger for speed, thrive in the face of challenge, and excel in every race that life presents.
As a crew, we race life’s twists and turns together, unified and resolute.
(Track Time: Midnight — Until Glory Calls)
Whoever: Gear up with intention.
We request that all aspiring members review the driver’s lineup to secure an aligned spot on the grid. Before that, kindly check your available CREW LIST.
Reach out to our official crew facilitator, @TheRustezebot,
and send your application in the following manner:
"Ka-Chow, Lightning Legends! I am [Full Name + @username], born on [Date of Birth], and I am eager to join your legendary lineage as [Father/Uncle/Aunt/Child]. I pledge my dedication, passion, and unwavering loyalty to upholding this iconic legacy. Humbly, I await your approval to race with the greats. Thank you!"
With every new racer, our team grows stronger, faster, and ready to dominate every turn and straightaway.
We lit, we rock, we burn the circuit. @TheRustezee
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Forwarded from Eerie Sphere: The Reverie of HOONOLIC
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
S˥˥∀M ƎH⊥ NƎƎM⊥Ǝᙠ ƎƆ∀ԀS ƎH⊥
HOSTAGE THE INNOCENT
(1st POV)
The walls are always yellow. The carpet beneath my feet squelches with every step, though it's not wet—at least, not in any way that water is wet. The texture is wrong, like walking on membrane tissue.
The dark shadow was seen from every room, the creature was surely inside, sound of weird giggles along with the squeaking of fangs, as the footsteps slowly moving closer to me... I got caught.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ (3rd POV)
The mystery that continues to haunt, seeking for humans from Enhypen portrayers—PARK SUNGHOON. Count in this backrooms that griping every inch of our skin, making it an unforgettable terror for everyone else. "ֆօ, ǟʀɛ ʏօʊ աɨʟʟɨռɢ?”
“ᎳᎬ ᎳᎥᏞᏞ ᎳᎪᎥᏆᎥᏁᎶ hᎬᏒᎬ, @Hoonolicbot”
If anyone finds this: the walls aren't walls, the floors aren't floors, and whatever you do, don't trust the reflections in the ceiling tiles. They show you what you used to be, not what you are now.
S˥˥∀M ƎH⊥ NƎƎM⊥Ǝᙠ ƎƆ∀ԀS ƎH⊥
HOSTAGE THE INNOCENT
(1st POV)
"Wait... What room is this?"
🏚The walls are always yellow. The carpet beneath my feet squelches with every step, though it's not wet—at least, not in any way that water is wet. The texture is wrong, like walking on membrane tissue.
👣 "DANG!! what's that... A MONSTER?!"
The dark shadow was seen from every room, the creature was surely inside, sound of weird giggles along with the squeaking of fangs, as the footsteps slowly moving closer to me... I got caught.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ (3rd POV)
The mystery that continues to haunt, seeking for humans from Enhypen portrayers—PARK SUNGHOON. Count in this backrooms that griping every inch of our skin, making it an unforgettable terror for everyone else. "ֆօ, ǟʀɛ ʏօʊ աɨʟʟɨռɢ?”
Gosh! Well, I know it's a crazy choice to go into a place like this, but all the horror and terror... Wow, I can find adrenaline of terrifying there. I, (name + @username), can you please count me in? This should be a thrilling sensation for me, even though it's a bit ewh.
“ᎳᎬ ᎳᎥᏞᏞ ᎳᎪᎥᏆᎥᏁᎶ hᎬᏒᎬ, @Hoonolicbot”
If anyone finds this: the walls aren't walls, the floors aren't floors, and whatever you do, don't trust the reflections in the ceiling tiles. They show you what you used to be, not what you are now.
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Forwarded from The Autumnal Equinox: Reedwart.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Frosted petals descend, usurping the
amber foliage. Snow & Yuletide revelries
the morrow you've yearned for! ✉️⛸️
Frosty effigies, evergreen sentinels, with a splendidly adorned yard. We cordially beckon you to revel in the wintertide and celebrate our event together.
We're so excited to have you with us to celebrate the winter season and the end of this year! Come join us before the snowman melts away!
Signed with heart-shaped marshmallows,
@TheReedwart.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Frosted petals descend, usurping the
amber foliage. Snow & Yuletide revelries
the morrow you've yearned for! ✉️⛸️
Frosty effigies, evergreen sentinels, with a splendidly adorned yard. We cordially beckon you to revel in the wintertide and celebrate our event together.
freezy date
28–30 DECEMBER:
Time to dive into some games!
We've got tons of fun ones, and there'll be prizes waiting for you!
31 DECEMBER—1 JANUARY:
Final game & Dispatch a missive (menfess).
We're so excited to have you with us to celebrate the winter season and the end of this year! Come join us before the snowman melts away!
Signed with heart-shaped marshmallows,
@TheReedwart.
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Forwarded from Wythers: de Astoria Famille.
‘La Chaleue De La Familie Est La
Chose La Plus Eespectée, Pour
Des Politiques Qui Protègent
Immédiatement Le Bien-être. ⅋
Throughout, momentoes might be builded throughly, fastened cruor and flesh to the bones that have been sanctified infatuated amidst existence of doomed that resonates magnificently within pristine chapter, farther enthralling palimpsest to weave the busted threads into transdence. (“GLOOMY SHALL NO LONGER DWELL IN THE SOUL, HANDED-OVER AGAINST FORTHRIGHT OF @WYTHERS.”)
All hail, the esteemed Wythers Family. I, (Your Name & @Username) with (Your Muse & Birth Year Muse) desire to drown the forlorn by joining your highly cherished ancestors. Hither, I bid myself as (UNCLE/AUNTY/SON/DAUGHTER.) Much obliged.
Lodging as portrait upon the facade, illustrative canvas that compromise, especial epistolary carried by dazzling white birds, biding eulogy Orchid Household to bringing you warmth and kicking away the frostiness toward scalding family-sphere, @WythersBot’s voluntarily to receive your greetings.
Respectfully,
Astoria, @Wythers Familie.
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Forwarded from The House of Stahlbaum: Echoes of the Nutcracker’s Legacy.
In the tender murmurs of eternity, a narrative unfolded—a haven where kindred spirits sought refuge in the embrace of unity. Thus, the Stahlbaum came to life, a sanctuary for hearts aspiring toward connection and growth. Now, the gates stand open once more, awaiting those destined to pen the next chapter of our tale.
We graciously extend this call to those born between 1994-1999, inviting you to step into the cherished roles of nurturers—mothers, uncles, and aunties—who will weave threads of wisdom and care into the fabric of our family. Your guidance shall bring balance and harmony, fostering a spirit of unity as we journey forward together. With your presence, we aspire to cultivate a haven of warmth, sincerity, and shared purpose, where hearts may grow and bonds deepen.
For those who seek to join, kindly inscribe your intent in this format and submit to @StahlbaumRobot:
Please be advised that we reject duplicates or clones, and any such discoveries will be met with resolute action. We also wish to inform you that only one muse slot is available, and we kindly request that you consult our TAKEN LIST before submitting your response. Should you have any inquiries, please address them in a letter and direct it to our residence in Land of Snowflakes.
We graciously extend this call to those born between 1994-1999, inviting you to step into the cherished roles of nurturers—mothers, uncles, and aunties—who will weave threads of wisdom and care into the fabric of our family. Your guidance shall bring balance and harmony, fostering a spirit of unity as we journey forward together. With your presence, we aspire to cultivate a haven of warmth, sincerity, and shared purpose, where hearts may grow and bonds deepen.
For those who seek to join, kindly inscribe your intent in this format and submit to @StahlbaumRobot:
May this humble missive find you in the finest of spirits. I write with the earnest desire to present myself as a contender for the distinguished role of guardian of the Keyhouse. Within this correspondence, you shall find my name, (yourname + @ username), the year marking my birth, (year), and a portrait in words of my countenance, (yourmuse), as per the gracious request. I remain at the ready, awaiting your esteemed reply with bated breath.
Please be advised that we reject duplicates or clones, and any such discoveries will be met with resolute action. We also wish to inform you that only one muse slot is available, and we kindly request that you consult our TAKEN LIST before submitting your response. Should you have any inquiries, please address them in a letter and direct it to our residence in Land of Snowflakes.
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Forwarded from Chronicles of Serenity: THE MYSTVEIL MÉNAGE.
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━━ (“HEREDITARY PURSUIT”) In the grand library of the Carroway estate, where dust motes danced in shafts of light. Each volume bore a gilded insignia, THE MYSTVEIL MÉNAGE crest embossed with meticulous care, as if the weight of knowledge itself demanded. Seek bonds lost to whispers of forgotten halls, where ancient truths linger: Bound by tradition and unspoken vows to honor their family’s enduring promise.
ㅤㅤ📄..) MOTHER FIGURE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤBorn between 1980-1994.
ㅤㅤ📄..) AUNTY—UNCLE FIGURE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤBorn between 1995-1998.
ㅤㅤ📄..) CHILDREN FIGURE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤBorn between 2000-2003
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ‘& 2005-2008.
Their voices rise in cadence, a hymn steeped in the gravitas of tradition and ancestral promise:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(..🖋️..)
Kindly examine the List of ANCESTRAL CLAIMS. Send forth to @themystveilbot. Together, we weave their strength and resolve into the fabric of hope and the unyielding ties of blood and heart.
━━ (“HEREDITARY PURSUIT”) In the grand library of the Carroway estate, where dust motes danced in shafts of light. Each volume bore a gilded insignia, THE MYSTVEIL MÉNAGE crest embossed with meticulous care, as if the weight of knowledge itself demanded. Seek bonds lost to whispers of forgotten halls, where ancient truths linger: Bound by tradition and unspoken vows to honor their family’s enduring promise.
ㅤㅤ📄..) MOTHER FIGURE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤBorn between 1980-1994.
ㅤㅤ📄..) AUNTY—UNCLE FIGURE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤBorn between 1995-1998.
ㅤㅤ📄..) CHILDREN FIGURE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤBorn between 2000-2003
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ‘& 2005-2008.
Their voices rise in cadence, a hymn steeped in the gravitas of tradition and ancestral promise:
I, (@.username), bearing (muse) as my visage, born of (line), seek to join your distinguished lineage. Ready to take the ... figure, I offer myself to your family.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(..🖋️..)
Kindly examine the List of ANCESTRAL CLAIMS. Send forth to @themystveilbot. Together, we weave their strength and resolve into the fabric of hope and the unyielding ties of blood and heart.
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Forwarded from Kin Tales Unfolded, De Blanc Familie.
Tokrongan😱kami🤪sopan🤡tokrongan🐒kami🤹sopan🗿tokrongan🧟♀yang🎎bukan🥴makan🍫kawan🌚tokrongan🙈dia🤨edan😨tokrongan🚨yang🧗♂ada🌈di💆♂jembatan🌉getok🔫ember🧘♂kalo😙di😶🌫bacok🪓gala🤑luber😈
— Blanc's Jiheon.
@thegeldart, @TheGorstch, @CampOfLachers, @Pendletoon, @TheScalden, @Wythers, @TheCoathe, @RosendaIe!
— Blanc's Jiheon.
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