Beneath The Pulse Of The Modern World, the Apostles emerged not as myths but as anomalies—beings wired with emotions sharper than any weapon. (Their power wasn’t just in destruction, but in the way they felt—deeply, dangerously, beautifully.)

Midnight darkness, so ominous! (I’m username + name + muse), and I’m ready to unleash my true self within @DeOphec, alongside fellow hunters.

HERE THE TAKEN LIST, a record of those who have already embraced the call, those who walk beside shadows and truth alike. In this city of glass towers and digital dreams, they moved unseen, blending with the rhythm of civilization: @OphecBot.

　
　　Beneath our clover-roofed
　cottage, the Tiny Paws Family
　invites gentle souls who wish
　 for a warm and soft home! 🍀

We hope these little notes can guide you as you find your spot among us:

🌱 Parents figure: 1980-1994
🌱 Aunties & Uncles: 1995-1998
🌱 Soft Littles: 1999-2010

To join, send your tiny squeak in this format:

Pssst! Tiny Paws Cottage, hello! I’m padding over with round cheeks and soft squeaks. I, (Your Name + @Username), have chosen (Your Muse + Year Born) as my muse! May this little note let me wiggle into your cozy family. Thank you!

　Send it to: @CaelthwynnsBot

Before choosing your muse, please check our TAKEN LIST so no one trips over each other’s tails. This helps keep our cottage cozy, fair, and filled with soft laughter. ♡

Once your message arrives, we’ll shuffle over with round cheeks and squeaky cheers—saving you a warm spot by the teacups. 🍵🍃

With cuddles and giggles,
ㅤㅤㅤThe @Caelthwynn Cottage! 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯
　

As the twilight descends softly upon our quaint abode, the last rays of sunlight dance playfully on the frosted windows. The aroma of freshly baked bread wafts through the air, mingling with the sweet scent of cinnamon and nutmeg from our evening’s feast. Our sisters flit about the kitchen, their laughter ringing like music as they prepare a delightful spread of hearty stew and golden-brown biscuits, each one a labor of love. In the heart of our home, our eldest sister orchestrates the evening with a gentle grace, ensuring everything is just right, while our father meanders through the rooms, calling out to his scattered brood. Some of us are bundled up in cozy blankets by the fireplace, lost in the pages of our favorite books, while others are outside, marveling at the delicate frost that blankets the garden. The Sëretti Family opens its doors wide to those who seek comfort and kinship. We extend the stately doors of our ancestral home to those seeking a kindred spirit within a loving family. Our hearth welcomes:


     The Honorable Patrons of Wisdom (1998 - 2002)
     The Pioneering Generation (2003 - 2005)
     The Blooming Generation (2006 - 2007)
The Promising Generation (2008 - 2009)

"Greetings, Sëretti! Through seasons spent in quiet reflection, I humbly wish to join your loving family. My name is (YOUR NAME), and I embody (YOUR MUSE NAME), born in (YOUR MUSE BIRTH YEAR)—and known in this grand tapestry as (YOUR @ USERNAME/ID). It is with profound joy that I present myself as your (HONORABLE / PIONEERING / BLOOMING / PROMISING )."

To step into our haven, kindly send your details to our friendly gatekeeper @SerettiBot after confirming your muse isn’t already among our cherished guests. We eagerly await your arrival!

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❥ 📬 𝖳𝗈𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖬𝖺𝗂 𝖳𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗈𝗄𝖺’𝗌!

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤɢᴏᴀʟ ꜱʜɪɴᴇꜱ ᴏᴜʀ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤɢᴏᴀʟ ᴄᴀʟᴇɴᴅᴇʀ. ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤꜱᴛᴇᴀʟᴇʀ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤɢʟᴏᴡꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘᴏɪꜱᴇㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤᴛʀᴀᴄɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍɪʟᴇꜱᴛᴏɴᴇ.

𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲𝗱, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝘄𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗹𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘆 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲𝘀, 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻.
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