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
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
aim your coins chandelier
your pavement aisle pikes.
we bide for at the final flag
@theellsword ♥︎ IN 8-BIT!
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ𝗠𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗡 𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗡.
ㅤㅤㅤ𖤍 (𝗔𝗖𝗖𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗞𝗘𝗬: 𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗔𝗟)

Hey there, traveler. Can you hear it too? The quiet song of melting snow, the gentle hum of wildflowers waking up? That’s the call of spring in these mountains. If it stirs something inside you, maybe it’s time to come closer into our little haven. Here, the paths are open to:

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ│ PARENTS (1970—1994)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ│ AUNCLE (1995-1999)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ│ SIBLINGS (2000—2010)

Out here, we whisper the names of the ones who wander the hills with us, a quiet list you’ll soon be a part of. If you’re ready to step into the meadow, here’s the way you introduce yourself:

Gentle greetings, Altefiore! I, (Name + Username), feel called to walk these spring paths with you. The role I carry is (Parents/Auncle/Children) and I come as (Muse + Line). I’m ready for any questions you have and to prove I belong here.

Speak it honestly, with a steady heart. Those who gather the most kindred spirits might even be chosen to stand as our next guide. Don’t wait too long. The snow’s melting and the flowers are already opening. Reach us through @AltefioreBot.
ㅤㅤ

Hey Scypie

STARTING SOON
Shoreline Waiting Room
“Audio and tides, check.
Chat... Behaving, maybe?”

The screen fades in before the countdown even finishes. It was a few seconds too early. The shoreline seems busy today. Waves overlap each other the same way chat messages do. Aquamarine settles in, the stream’s going on live whether they are ready or not.

“Woah—wait, okay okay. Hi, Chat! I’m here! Too early... Again, you say? Yeah, I know. SO, I double check the list of this month’s Pearls of the Tide before our zatsu, ANDDD they go to @ReissHousehold, @TheVelthrone, @GeislerVoyager, @OdWendissel, @LaMavieVine, @Sarchner, @TheMorvaine, @FlameOfIgnarev, @Mistlesoir, @IILLUV, and @TheSchmidts!"

Aquamarine sits back, feeling satisfied, watching the name ripple through the chat like dropped pebbles.

Stream ending in 3... 2... 1.
Otsupies, @DropTheScythe! 🐬

STARTING SOON
Shoreline Waiting Room
“Audio and tides, check.
Chat... Behaving, maybe?”

The screen fades in before the countdown even finishes. It was a few seconds too early. The shoreline seems busy today. Waves overlap each other the same way chat messages do. Aquamarine settles in, the stream’s going on live whether they are ready or not.

“Woah—wait, okay okay. Hi, Chat! I’m here! Too early... Again, you say? Yeah, I know. SO, I double check the list of this month’s Pearls of the Tide before our zatsu, ANDDD they go to @TikeLune, @Melvnoir, @ladylures, and @thedeadIock!”

Aquamarine sits back, feeling satisfied, watching the name ripple through the chat like dropped pebbles.

Stream ending in 3... 2... 1.
Otsupies, @DropTheScythe! 🐬