hear the bliss chime of the warp-dash! to solemn passengers peering stars and cracks of dawn dreams: behold the ellsword, the village beyond the flagpoles and the clouds. 🍄🏰 *:·.

𖡎 the portals chirp again and come hither new cherish to hare through the brickwork skies and ochroid tunnels of sight. we are seek those who run toward clutter havoc with chitters and compile fondness similar to secluded stars, who finds alliance even in castles halve derelict.

⌕ ⊹₊ ⋆ our crusade inquiry greetings hails these years of date:
i. father (1980 - 1995)
ii. mother (1980 - 1995)
iii. auncles (1996 - 1998)
iv. auntys (1996 - 1998)
vi. eldest (1999 - 2002)
vii. middles (2003 - 2005)
viii. youngest (2006 - 2010)
the occupied seals. (taken list)

to cross the threshold of the brickwork skies, beam this warpnote to: @ellswordbot

hello! i, (your full name + username + muse name), come from beyond the mushroom corridors to offer my condolences and seek a place as the (father/mother/uncle/aunty/oldest/middle/youngest) in @theellsword. hope my presence carries a something meaningful to the family!

confer parley the blueprint of invade lands prior sending your warpnote upon a ballet doux : ellsword
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aim your coins chandelier
your pavement aisle pikes.
we bide for at the final flag
@theellsword ♥︎ IN 8-BIT!
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