Forwarded from Petals Bound of Liesbon.
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(𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘌𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘈𝘫𝘢𝘳, @𝘓𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘚𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴.) 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘰.
An enduring bond of sisterhood, a silken ribbon swaying like a filament of destiny for those entwined. A sorrow sundered them, yet whether benevolent fortune and guileless spirits reunited us, were seraphs guiding us or shadowing us? We yearn that via this honeyed summons, the wanderers shall return to weave into the Liesbon kin and the missing petals we seek:
⠀⠀ 𝓔. ELDEST SISTER (1994-1998)
⠀⠀𝓔. MIDDLEST SISTER (1999-2003)
⠀⠀𝓔. YOUNGEST SISTER (2004-2008)
Do gaze upon the gentle terms here. If this beckoning scroll stirs your essence and mirrors our quiet call, dispatch a missive to our letterbox at once at (@LiesbonBot).
ㅤ│ Homebound of Hearts,
ㅤ│ Liesbon Sisters. ✉️
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(𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘌𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘈𝘫𝘢𝘳, @𝘓𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘚𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴.) 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘰.
An enduring bond of sisterhood, a silken ribbon swaying like a filament of destiny for those entwined. A sorrow sundered them, yet whether benevolent fortune and guileless spirits reunited us, were seraphs guiding us or shadowing us? We yearn that via this honeyed summons, the wanderers shall return to weave into the Liesbon kin and the missing petals we seek:
⠀⠀ 𝓔. ELDEST SISTER (1994-1998)
⠀⠀𝓔. MIDDLEST SISTER (1999-2003)
⠀⠀𝓔. YOUNGEST SISTER (2004-2008)
Do gaze upon the gentle terms here. If this beckoning scroll stirs your essence and mirrors our quiet call, dispatch a missive to our letterbox at once at (@LiesbonBot).
Hail, Liesbon! Here I linger, @Username & Full Name with Muse (Lines), sensing I am your missing oldest/middlest/youngest petal. In this fleeting note, I confide my heart's murmur. Much gratitude!
ㅤ│ Homebound of Hearts,
ㅤ│ Liesbon Sisters. ✉️
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Forwarded from MINDWAVE.
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BUREAU MEMORANDUM.
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@MlNDWAVE©️
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BUREAU MEMORANDUM.
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@MlNDWAVE
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eview the instructions carefully and proceed methodically, any lapse may compromise the trail.Greetings from the field, I (Name, Muse Name, Birth Year, @Username), submitting this brief report to state my intent to enter the Mindwave collective. After reviewing the prior transmissions, I am prepared to step into the network and participate in its ongoing operations. My thanks for receiving and considering this dispatch.
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Interlaced ┈ Precisely By Lucid String: Drawn from Ether.
Drape Breathes, Cordially Thine, @AttireByKlein. 𓍯🪡
As a modest emporium, we formulate with ingenuity and candor for profuse illustrious events. Any subservient patrons are welcome, as long as they are willing to treasure our magnum opus of garment design. Also, we must praise our fellow enterprises that are augmented with endeavor and the boundless intention for their ménage.
We appreciate your willingness to plait a bond with our sanctuary. A marked and beyond price date for @TreasurePreciouss @TheWilkins @teezelt @HeartSteallar @Roesjad @GhostOfMorthen the opulent Mensiversary for all of you. May your haven will always be spewed with many-hued jouissance, just like the attire we designed. May all of you be encased in a warm blanket of adherence. Let's always weave a honored consortium between us, with a firm thread of camaraderie. 🧵
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Forwarded from HOUSE OF IGNAREV: The Ashen Shadow Theatre.
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ㅤㅤ UNDISTURBED AS THE UNWAVERING BOULDER,
ㅤㅤnow as mirthful laughter ／ now as somber farewell—
The hearthfire burned with vigor, its gentle warmth pervading the room glowed on the children's faces, lighting up their innocent, unaffected smiles. (1980 TILL 2009)
ㅤ❛❛ In the end, a child must grow up,
ㅤㅤand they must surpass their
ㅤㅤparents. Only thus may a family
ㅤㅤflourish. I (Father.) look forward
ㅤㅤto hear what 'family' means.🫀 ❜❜
ㅤㅤㅤBefore long, the fire had faded and the house was completely still, illuminated only by a lone beam of moonlight slipping through a break in the curtains and falling across a cup of slowly cooling tea. The one principle she demanded above all was loyalty—any treachery was met with a sentence of death. 𓇢☾࿐࣪
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14th March 2026.
ㅤㅤ UNDISTURBED AS THE UNWAVERING BOULDER,
ㅤㅤnow as mirthful laughter ／ now as somber farewell—
The hearthfire burned with vigor, its gentle warmth pervading the room glowed on the children's faces, lighting up their innocent, unaffected smiles. (1980 TILL 2009)
ㅤ❛❛ In the end, a child must grow up,
ㅤㅤand they must surpass their
ㅤㅤparents. Only thus may a family
ㅤㅤflourish. I (Father.) look forward
ㅤㅤto hear what 'family' means.🫀 ❜❜
May The Tsaritsa Bless You.
My comrade, 'tis I, (YOUR NAME), alias (YOUR MUSE + YOUR LINE) has retrieved from our duty in Liyue.
ㅤㅤMessage Sent From: @IgnarevsMailBot.
ㅤㅤㅤBefore long, the fire had faded and the house was completely still, illuminated only by a lone beam of moonlight slipping through a break in the curtains and falling across a cup of slowly cooling tea. The one principle she demanded above all was loyalty—any treachery was met with a sentence of death. 𓇢☾࿐࣪
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14th March 2026.
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Forwarded from Casa La Duvall.
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FRAME-OF-PERSONAS,
Booklet of Scheds!
We got stitched through the scenes, it inked between our resemblances. Make yourself prepared for our warmest shots, assembled by trusts and creativities.
Mark The Date // March 15th, 2026.
17:00 — Opening of the Gala Talk Session
19:00 — Individual Crew Interviews
20:00 — Closing Remarks
Each hour leans for frames, collecting pendants and lights. 'Cause we are not only standing for norms, we brought glee. Also Vellas, let’s hype us by taking your own visitor card!
CASA LA DUVALL. Ⓒ 2026
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FRAME-OF-PERSONAS,
Booklet of Scheds!
We got stitched through the scenes, it inked between our resemblances. Make yourself prepared for our warmest shots, assembled by trusts and creativities.
Mark The Date // March 15th, 2026.
17:00 — Opening of the Gala Talk Session
19:00 — Individual Crew Interviews
20:00 — Closing Remarks
Each hour leans for frames, collecting pendants and lights. 'Cause we are not only standing for norms, we brought glee. Also Vellas, let’s hype us by taking your own visitor card!
CASA LA DUVALL. Ⓒ 2026
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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Forwarded from Caelthwynn: Soft Days in a Little Den!
Sunday morning kicked off with the loud roar of Geldart’s Kangle’s shiny motorcycle and the calm waiting of Caelthwynn’s Yang Yang. Suddenly, a pathetic squeak-squeak-squeak ruined the vibe. It was Klein’s Weiming, rolling up on a bicycle like a marathon runner.
The trip was a total disaster of a parade. The two bikers had to drive at a snail’s pace, their engines crying, while Weiming pedaled so hard his eyes were popping out. Surprisingly, we caught a lot of big fish! *Proud* We finally headed home with heavy buckets, though Weiming was so exhausted he was pedaling with his eyes closed, smelling like a mix of sweat and old bait.
"The lake is miles away, you know your legs will fall off, right?" Yang Yang asked in horror. Weiming just grinned, "Exactly! Pain is my hobby!" Kangle leaned over and whispered, "I told you, this guy isn't just crazy, he’s the final boss of insanity."
The trip was a total disaster of a parade. The two bikers had to drive at a snail’s pace, their engines crying, while Weiming pedaled so hard his eyes were popping out. Surprisingly, we caught a lot of big fish! *Proud* We finally headed home with heavy buckets, though Weiming was so exhausted he was pedaling with his eyes closed, smelling like a mix of sweat and old bait.
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