[DISBANDED] The Howarth: Butterfly's Nebulae Heir.
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(CONSTRUCT FACADE: @HowarthTales.)
Howarth Family built on normalcy as clock thicks and metronome from passing hours marked our hidden story. Mid–night descends through @TheHowarthbot, yet collapsing into rebellion serenely above.. 𐀶ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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ㅤㅤMESSIANIC HALF-BLOOD MISHPOCHA
ㅤㅤSchismatic Portcullis Syphoned Amidst
ㅤㅤDemigods Foraged Upon Gallant Ménage.
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👑... Decretum jotted down beyond miridical half-blood which divinity inquired to scavenge for unsought demigods and demigoddess, entwined in equanimity kinship. Foretoken nether @CampofLachers eventually asserted solemnly towards indweller perched innate junoesque genealogy, trajected in fatum isthmus. Forsooth, striding innards of abridgement unveiled bypassed theistic. Waltz in to scourge over paramount quintessence ought to be dweller of half-blood.

𖥔 GODS, GODDESS (UNCLE AND AUNT, 1994–1998)
𖥔 ELDEST DEMIGODS (1999–2003)


Assure to deliberate afore enroll since we never allow coequal portrayal underneath our camp. Therefore, examined holden seat, escapade carved to allotted.

𐂥. Propelled a greeting for, Lachers! Intrigued by the solicitation, nether the sobriquet (name & @username) and seized be illusory of (muse) (birth year). Penned down exhilaration to complete a seat that occured in Camp of Lachers, therefore bides over the further proceeds. Much gramercy!

After that, freights the aphorism towards our astounding patron @Lacheersbot, then may bides for reciprocation. Hope the Olympus dispatched cornucopia benison upon us! 🌞
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤThe Covenant, The Cursed Book,
ㅤㅤㅤand  The  Far  Abide  of  Freer   Souls.
ㅤㅤㅤ  (Last day in the Middle of Decade)
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In a comprehend wherein consume the souls through faultless truth yet deepest sins, either way of how fate measures it to pursuing an intent. Thereupon, all that perpetuates beside suffering are too mindless to outrage—entangled.

They never said a remark throughout the agonizing secrets they had buried as deep as possible underneath the surface. It was as if pieces of the breeze they breathed—that secrets—ended apart conveying away their family all inside the moment of oblivion. The warmth that presuppose meant like an illusion and yet made those in the haze whispers of both genders and all ages, which the spark does not entirely sheath;

Slips of fallen soul trapped, darkness trembled remaining the nearness the way of sincerity.

Their souls smitten around despair for too long—grant it away their sanity—hue it in beyond veins. Impairment pounded them mercilessly in there, admitting each the cruelty whereas shall not go through—still the sense behind these confusion had not been penned within yearning.

“We relieves each of you shall awaken these chances through us.” Thence, uttered the dependence of a mere soul; Soaked frankly through the sight of hushed, @Sethlorebot.
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arthes! long time no see! i just got back from a refreshing morning walk—what about you? how’s your morning been so far? hope today brings you lots of joy! 🍓
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THE GRAND JUBILEE
O’ LEE DONGHWA’S GRANDIOSE FÊTE.


A sublime sonnet of gold-plated beguile.
Shot in the blithesome. The tone laden
with saturnian memories, bears an outline
of heavenly opulence. A perfectly meant
day that will go on in historical pages
forever.

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🖤 ... / The phosphorescence has dropped down to the west as the sunbeams start to evaporate away. Our plates cling with one another as our sisters prepares dinner. The ovens and stoves are still blazing hot as they just finished preparing our menu for the night, the ol' Mac 'n Cheese combined with graciously looking brisket. Our eldest sisters gracefully prepares everything for dinner while Dad scatters around the house, looking for his missing children. Some are playing in the backyard and frontyard, some are in the garage playing with their toys, and some others are taking care of our chicken. Not so long after, Papa shouted:

          "Stop what you're doing and come see what our ladies have prepared for us, folks. Dinner is ready, Rushforths! Come now or you won't get your share. Come tell your long lost siblings to come too!"




The Rushforth is looking for their missing parts. We are opening the humble gates of our home to those in need of a warm family. The gates are open to:

     🖤 Aunts and Uncles (1980–1996)
     🖤 Older line (1997–2001)
     🖤 Middle line (2002–2005)
     🖤 Maknae line (2006–2009)

To enter our gates, please send the format that follows: "Howzit, Rushforths! Through the lonely days I've gone through, I hereby register myself to be a Rushforth. I go by (your name) and identified as (your muse name) who was born in (your muse birth year)—yet tagged all around town under (your username). I'm delighted to introduce myself as your (aunt/uncle/older line/middle line/maknae line)." through our lovely gate @RushforthBot after makin sure your muse is not on our occupied list. We will be expecting your presence!

Example: "Howzit, Rushforths! Through the lonely days I've gone through, I hereby register myself to be a Rushforth. I go by Madeline Kim and identified as Bae Joohyun (Irene) who was born in 1991—yet tagged all around town under @MadelineKim. I'd be delighted to introduce myself as your soon-to-be aunt.
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Forwarded from Nature Serenity Whispers of Forest: The Marvey.

(KIN IN OVERDRIVE)
A SUMMONS TO ALIGN WITH
OUR INDOMITABLE
SPEED-BEARING HERITAGE.

🌟— • Beneath the radiant gleam of the raceway’s illumination, where the atmosphere hums with the triumphant growl of potent engines, we, the distinguished fellowship of Lightning McQueen, do summon thee to advance.

ㅤ We, the venerable assembly of Lightning McQueen, extend a grand invitation to those born between 2000 and 2007, who possess an insatiable hunger for speed, thrive in the face of challenge, and excel in every race that life presents.

ㅤ | As a crew, we race life’s
ㅤ | twists and turns together,
ㅤ | one, unified and resolute.

(Track Time: Midnight — Until Glory Calls)


ㅤ We request that all aspiring members review the driver’s lineup to secure an aligned spot on the grid. Before that, kindly check the available CREW LIST.

Reach out to our official crew facilitator, @TheRustezebot,
and send your application in the following manner:

"Ka-Chow, Lightning Legends! I am [Full Name + @username], born on [Year of Birth], and I am eager to join your legendary crew. I pledge my dedication, passion, and unwavering loyalty to upholding this iconic legacy. Humbly, I await your approval to race with the greats. Thank you!"



With every new member, our team grows stronger, faster, and ready to dominate every turn and straightaway. 🏎️💨

We lit, we rock, we burn the circuit. @TheRustezee
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(Tale Of Yore.) Butterflies with crystalware wings behind dream grace flitted 'neath the skies where the moon silver light occured upon the air. Here, in this sacred space as night deepens and moon paints earth with glow, we recall the legends of our past: eternally criss–cross. Our voices murmur into forest rivulet. May the moon’s reverent beams ever guide @TheCallister, @TheRoscoes, @TheCairns, @clyborne, @MagicOfFive, @SectorMaknae, @YattsuNoKaiju, @TheScalden, and @Solvreith steps enlightening the alleyway through life’s ebb and flow. The moments we have partaken, like stellar corse aflame, do leave mark upon the mould through remembrance. Henceforth, all of this serve as tokens through the ageless ties that bind us, plying endless march of time itself. A tapestry, it is, of love and fellowship, wrought with filaments that surmount the confines of space and time’s domain. Let the moon carry our heartfelt wishes, and still shining brightly even amongst the darkest of nights.

                  Fondly, from our hearts to yours,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ The Howarth. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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