Happy weekend & happy sunday, mournies <3

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(🏮../ 10) THE CHOUREN HOUSEHOLD AND A SEAT AT THE TABLE: we’re made of both of old traditions and new dreams, of familiar stories and places that once felt foreign.

Cheerful laughter echoes throughout every corner of the house. A harmony that never fades despite the arrival of hardships, drawing each member ever closer together. Thus are created countless portraits of moments destined never to be forgotten. Orlando, 1999's. We, @TheChouren seek and invite souls of cheerful disposition, those who shine brightly from within or without, much like the gentle radiance of the sun itself.
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ㅤㅤ✺. PARENTS 1980–1995
ㅤㅤ✺. AUNTS & UNCLES 1990–1999
ㅤㅤ✺. THE ELDEST 2000–2002
ㅤㅤ✺. THE MIDDLE 2003–2006
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Having witnessed the harmony that flourish within thy household, I have grown desirous of joining thee as a cheerful soul. I, (username + muse), born upon (line), stand ready to become part of the warmth, togetherness, and cherished bonds shared amongst thy family.

Kindly inspect the taken list ere submitting thine application, to ensure that thy muse remaineth available. Thereafter, direct the aforementioned format unto @ChourenBot/@TheChourens

乔伦 🪭 AND PERHAPS THAT WAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PART OF OUR STORY: Not for that all was ever perfect, but because amidst the chaos, the misgivings, and the humble days that came and went, there was ever laughter waiting beyond the corner. There was always a family cheering too loudly, loving too deeply, and reminding us that home was never just a place.

 

// BEAST RADAR — 03:17:XX

[ SIGNAL DETECTED ]
UNKNOWN ENTITY
ID : GARGOYLE
CLASS : ████████
STATUS : UNBREAKABLE

  ⚠️PROCEED WITH CÄUTION.
  ( The gates may look abandoned,
  but not everything inside was
  left behind. )

📶 The signal grows stronger, something unbreakable is drawing near. #BornDireWithAld1, do you copy?
 

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⸎ RAISED ON NOISE. POWERED BY CHAOS.
CALLING ALL THE ONES DOWN TO RAISE HELL.

born to be the glitch in your system.
xXx. WE LIGHT THØSE ON FIRE. 🔺

Rebelling to ride with the tribe, Darkness lit by the warmth-of-kin. This was where the forgotten get remembered, and the invisible finally get seen. The spot you've been low-key chasing forever and the thing you've been searching for on quiet nights. We're wrapped in shadow, but don't get it twisted. We are color, too wild to name, too bold to show. Wondering what the fight's for? Thought so! Here it is. Scouting for... ⎋ (Aunty: 1990—1999) And (The rebels: 2000—2011.) But don't get lost in curiosity, peep what's already locked in on the Taken List. Miss the mark? We'll send you running aimlessly.

Hey Lorths! This feels like the move. I'm claiming my place as (Aunty, Child), ready to ride with the tribe. I, (Name + Username), am using (Muse) + born in (Line Muse). Accept me… or run. I'm coming either way.

Think you're cut out for this? Then move, don't wait for permission! Just send us your curiosity through @LorthBot. and we'll be waiting for your burning rebellious spirit. Rebels move different. Always have.

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ㅤㅤ𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗟𝗘𝗙𝗧 𝗨𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗗
ㅤ 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟲 ／ 𝗨𝗡𝗙𝗢𝗟𝗗𝗘𝗗 𝗤𝗨𝗜𝗘𝗧𝗟𝗬
ㅤㅤ𝑨 𝑺𝒖𝒃𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝑨𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑼𝒔

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ #DawnWithMerfyn
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ㅤㅤ   ㅤ  ㅤ    𝑁𝑜𝑖 𝐿𝑒 𝑀𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑦𝑛

(Within An Hour That Refuses Both Night And Dawn, We Converge.)
𐚁.. Quietly, almost incidentally, into a shared interstice where old pages meet the promise of something new. Beneath the first light, we gather once more, carrying familiar names and unfinished stories softly into another morning. ༄.°
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ㅤㅤ (8/27) | .. (NOI LE MERFYN.)
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ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ㅤ‎ ‎ 🜕 A GRIMOIRE BOUND IN CRESCENT
ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ㅤ‎ ‎ SEALED WITH CURSES OF JUEUNYX.

⛧°｡ Stern vicissitudes emanated in silver starlight which @JUEUNYX eventually unfolds the compendium that consists of nightshades dagger also ancient runes filled the walls. Dust motes were swirled innards murmurs of enchantment, the house believes in sacrilege eccentricity endeavors to find Kim Jueun from Hearts2Hearts. The juxtaposition of composed heavy verses uttered immediately, inquiries opened.

ㅤ‎The raven coated within stygian alongside
ㅤ‎screamed over a tailored  spine etched by
ㅤ‎itravenous. Leaving a  missive with hands
ㅤ‎brimmed in ashes . . . . 𝄱𝅄

Behold! I, (name & @username) propose to be part of your fortress. I'll take a vow to remain inside whilst incant verse over decay, perchance to invoke. 

Arcane incantations exhibit afore phraseology found out about notes that were obligated to be sent @JueunyxBot. Otherworldly, we are keen to encounter other sorceresses which already reckoned on inside a citadel! 𖦏
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