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ㅤ Earth BREATHES. Survival AWAITS.

────── ∰ ” Ruins have a way of swallowing the past, but they can never silence those who keep moving forward. Across forgotten lands, where the echoes of the old world still linger, Shedabaka continues its march with those who refuse to be forgotten. Every soul that walks beside THE KRU becomes part of its legacy, preserved within the Chronicles of the Remaining.

ㅤTHE SPREARHEADS (1998-2002)
ㅤTHE REAVERS (2003-2006)
ㅤTHE FLAMEKEEPERS (2007-2010)

There are no empty places waiting by chance. Every space exists for the one willing to claim it, and every name written here has earned the right to remain.. / 🩸 )

Greetings! I am @username (Name + Muse), born in (Birth Year). Another soul walks through the gates of Shedabaka, ready to stand among the Remaining.

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Present yourself to @TheShedabakabot, or @ShedabakaOfc if you encounter any problems with the bot. The camp is waiting for you.

ㅤ KOM GRAUN. OSO NA GRAUN OP.
ㅤㅤㅤ From the earth, we will grow.
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Have a great romantic time, Bellies! 😆

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ #SwimmerBoysAreTrusted

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•̩̩͙⁺·ˑ 🍸 SLICE OF SUMMERTIME

Impeccable shoreline called humankind in front, and the summer answered in her sweet eponym.

The ocean sparks along with sapphire water and lemonade slice tastes of perfect holiday enchantment, featuring #𝐋𝐢𝐚𝟐𝟔𝐭𝐡𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐋𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐧 toast become new page of midsummer reverie.
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Spending the whole afternoon inside the greenhouse with Delaire’s Kya and Bellinors’ Taesann. The entire space is filled with a raw aesthetic—mismatched tin cans, rows of dark purple seedlings, and the soft lo-fi hum echoing through the glass walls. There’s no rush, just the simple comfort of getting their hands dirty while swapping stories about random things. It’s low-key, unbothered, and perfectly relaxed.

The slow rhythm picks up when they start the actual repotting process. Taesan, leaning against the wooden frame with his green cap backwards, observes the messy rows of soil and comments, "Ini kalau tanamannya mati, fix lu kurang ngasih kasih sayang sih, bukan kurang pupuk." Kya, adjusting her signature knit beanie, gives him a deadpan look while holding a trowel full of peat moss. "Elu yang kebanyakan dengerin Oasis, makanya tanamannya pusing," Kya replies casually while meticulously compacting the soil into the egg cartons.

Instead of arguing, Taesan just chuckles, completely amused by how serious his sister takes her plant care. He finally stops posing, grabs a watering can, and helps her mist the new sprouts, turning the messy chore into a seamless team effort. It’s just a basic gardening session, but the chill banter and the genuine comfort between them make the entire day feel incredibly memorable.