Forwarded from Cool Moms.
It's Wednesday morning and we;
Blanc's Mama, Soigné's Mimiy, Faite's Mami, Mylde's Mami, Schum's Macha, Stahl's Ibu, and Raeld's Mamim are off for a walk because.. why not? Just one photo out of 7 hearts walking together, a little slice of peace before we dive back into the chaos. 🤣 The kids are (hopefully) safe with their aunts and uncles for a while, and we moms are out for a bit of well-deserved refreshing and catching up. Sometimes all we need is fresh air and a spice of weirdness, indeed.
Blanc's Mama, Soigné's Mimiy, Faite's Mami, Mylde's Mami, Schum's Macha, Stahl's Ibu, and Raeld's Mamim are off for a walk because.. why not? Just one photo out of 7 hearts walking together, a little slice of peace before we dive back into the chaos. 🤣 The kids are (hopefully) safe with their aunts and uncles for a while, and we moms are out for a bit of well-deserved refreshing and catching up. Sometimes all we need is fresh air and a spice of weirdness, indeed.
Forwarded from The Wendissle Records: “A Secrets In Dusted Ink.”
🔎 OFFICIAL NEWSPAPER:
WENDISSLE, TO LONDON. 📰
Case Reference: WENDISSLE-RECRUIT-0525
From the Private Archives of House Wendissle
Location: Confidential. Network Secure.
Status: NEW RECRUITS REQUIRED.
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In a city draped in fog and veiled intent, where names carry weight and truth is seldom gentle, the House of Wendissle calls forth its next attitude of minds. Born not of title, but of precision and character, the lineage persists, measured, elusive, and unshaken. For what lies ahead demands more than curiosity; it requires clarity.
✢ The Parental Royal (Only Mother) (1980–1993)
✣ The Crowned Aunts & Uncles (1994–1999)
✤ The Lineage of Future Tomorrow (2000–2003)
We investigate what others miss. We trace every anomaly in silence. Should you feel summoned calm, collected, and willing to step into a web of layered truths. Then submit your presence at @WendisselBot:
The files await. The door is ajar.
But only the true may pass.
Signed under seal,
The Chamber of Observers
@OdWendissel.
WENDISSLE, TO LONDON. 📰
Case Reference: WENDISSLE-RECRUIT-0525
From the Private Archives of House Wendissle
Location: Confidential. Network Secure.
Status: NEW RECRUITS REQUIRED.
──────────────
In a city draped in fog and veiled intent, where names carry weight and truth is seldom gentle, the House of Wendissle calls forth its next attitude of minds. Born not of title, but of precision and character, the lineage persists, measured, elusive, and unshaken. For what lies ahead demands more than curiosity; it requires clarity.
✢ The Parental Royal (Only Mother) (1980–1993)
✣ The Crowned Aunts & Uncles (1994–1999)
✤ The Lineage of Future Tomorrow (2000–2003)
We investigate what others miss. We trace every anomaly in silence. Should you feel summoned calm, collected, and willing to step into a web of layered truths. Then submit your presence at @WendisselBot:
#DETECTIVE, herewith I, (your name), submit my rightful place within the Lineage, to stand among the annals of (PARENTS / AUNTS & UNCLES / CHILDREN), under the distinction of (your muse) whose chronicle first bore ink in the year (year of your muse). Let this serve as formal declaration that logic precedes legacy, and the figure chosen bears the merit of precision and presence.
The files await. The door is ajar.
But only the true may pass.
Signed under seal,
The Chamber of Observers
@OdWendissel.
Forwarded from Monster University: ENVERIOUS.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❲ Made of ruin. Meant for wonder ❳
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⎈. THEY'RE COMING. 📕
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Unyielding devotion courses through unseen veins, an uncontainable surge of arcane vitality radiating outward. A potent, ineffable force is being summoned, distilled, and unleashed, converging beneath the heavens in anticipation of the sacred cycle.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ| Chaos chose them.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ| Born unruly.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ| Undeniably.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ..🌟 ..
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❲ Made of ruin. Meant for wonder ❳
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⎈. THEY'RE COMING. 📕
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Unyielding devotion courses through unseen veins, an uncontainable surge of arcane vitality radiating outward. A potent, ineffable force is being summoned, distilled, and unleashed, converging beneath the heavens in anticipation of the sacred cycle.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ| Chaos chose them.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ| Born unruly.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ| Undeniably.
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[CROOKED-LINES] / 🧿 The outside world watches. Foremost sanctum of monstrous enlightenment, names are carved into the fabric of dusk. To be different is to be destined. For boons abundant shall rain down. None are the same, born of divergence, cloaked in brilliance.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ..
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
Underneath the epithet of the vicinity, and the wish that lies on the table that we mail to @TheFaite, @blissette for the commemorative fetes.ㅤㅤㅤShall the downpours that have poured and the flake of the sun that have been reaped become the confetti of the significant day. The scent of musk, the lane where the crowds gather—blood by blood, soul by soul, and palms by palms. They unfold altogether, we mouth the prayers, and triumph is all over the chamber. May there be a lantern awaits until the ménage is overfilled with nought yet the sempiternal exultation.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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Forwarded from The Wendissle Records: “A Secrets In Dusted Ink.”
good afternoon, Wenies, Duisie, and Eldies! today i, @Wendissle's Iroha, brought my box of pastel chalks and headed to the neighborhood playground for some fresh air and colors. while i was doodling stars and bunnies on the ground, i bumped into @Duisterg's Eunchae, who was already chilling with her plushies and a couple of snacks
not long after, @Kheraeld's Leeseo joined us with the brightest smile ever, and just like that, our quiet afternoon turned into a colorful chaos of laughter, rainbow drawings, snacks scattered on the jungle gym ^—^
we took turns sliding down the slide and filled the pavement with doodles and giggles. the chalk got everywhere! on our shoes, our shirts, and even our faces. but none of that mattered, because we were having the best time!!!
not long after, @Kheraeld's Leeseo joined us with the brightest smile ever, and just like that, our quiet afternoon turned into a colorful chaos of laughter, rainbow drawings, snacks scattered on the jungle gym ^—^
we took turns sliding down the slide and filled the pavement with doodles and giggles. the chalk got everywhere! on our shoes, our shirts, and even our faces. but none of that mattered, because we were having the best time!!!
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
ㅤㅤㅤShall the downpours that have poured and the flake of the sun that have been reaped become the confetti of the significant day. The scent of musk, the lane where the crowds gather—blood by blood, soul by soul, and palms by palms. They unfold altogether, we mouth the prayers, and triumph is all over the chamber. May there be a lantern awaits until the ménage is overfilled with nought yet the sempiternal exultation.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
Underneath the epithet of the vicinity, and the wish that lies on the table that we mail to @TheEnverious, @DeBlancFamilie, @AttireByKlein, @HOONOLIC, @DeCrowther, and @TheGeldart, for the commemorative fetes.
ㅤㅤㅤShall the downpours that have poured and the flake of the sun that have been reaped become the confetti of the significant day. The scent of musk, the lane where the crowds gather—blood by blood, soul by soul, and palms by palms. They unfold altogether, we mouth the prayers, and triumph is all over the chamber. May there be a lantern awaits until the ménage is overfilled with nought yet the sempiternal exultation.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
Underneath the epithet of the vicinity, and the wish that lies on the table that we mail to @Solvreith, @TheScalden, and @TheRusteeze, for the commemorative fetes.ㅤㅤㅤShall the downpours that have poured and the flake of the sun that have been reaped become the confetti of the significant day. The scent of musk, the lane where the crowds gather—blood by blood, soul by soul, and palms by palms. They unfold altogether, we mouth the prayers, and triumph is all over the chamber. May there be a lantern awaits until the ménage is overfilled with nought yet the sempiternal exultation.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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