do you at least know of Kahka Brud?”

It will all fall apart without me. No, no, I won’t let that happen, I can’t let that happen, /no/. Have you heard of the Kingdom of Melini? Or perhaps known it as the Golden Country? It is near Kahka Brud…Although I did put it under the sea a thousand years ago so perhaps you do not know it. But +

If he’d still been under the maddening influence of his dungeon, Thistle would have insisted that Einar had attacked him and likely would have made an attempt on his life. Instead, he merely panicked.

“I don’t—I don’t /remember./ I have to return as soon as possible. My Kingdom needs me! +

//it would be deeply unfortunate if mad mage thistke started remembering things that happen to little thisrle
//he’d just start throwing things at majora’s horns whenever he gets fed up of him…rip

//yeah it’s pretty neat i’m thinking of rping as abaddon but I don’t wannahave 4 accounts when 3 is already a lot

I am from the Kingdom of Melini and I must return immediately! I do not remember coming here. Did you /take/ me?”

Thistle’s heart thudded as he chewed on his thumb until beads of blood stained his teeth. He did not know this place at /all/. Either the Island had changed even more drastically than he’d thought, or he was dangerously far.

“No. I have never even heard of any of those places! +

Thistle was ‘organising’ his library by placing books in haphazard places all over the floor and shelves; it looked like he had thrown it all around carelessly, but he was actually a hoarder who had everything in a specific place and would notice if someone were to move it an inch.

state because while he had once feared starvation, he had since completely forgotten that people needed to eat. It was a good thing Thistle had made himself immortal, because the last thing he had eaten was 5 grapes several days ago. He was quite skinny, but not too unwell from it due to the spell.

“Hm. Finally someone who understands how glorious and wonderful the royal family is! Yes, there is a castle. It used to be covered in gold leaf, but the thieves scraped it away. Disgusting…I had to use my magic to hide it away to prevent any more damage!”

Thistle did not notice her emaciated +

'What if everyone is 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𖤠 ' , he thought , ' What if they all want to 𝖍𝐮𝐫𝐭 me 𖤠 '

ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪɴ ᴏꜰ 𝗘𝗻𝘃𝘆

You got the 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 of an 𝐈̲𝐃̲𝐈̲𝐎̲𝐓̲ who got 𝘵𝘰𝘰 much 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𓈒

//decided to re do my reply :]

“Einar.” he repeated the foreign name, eyeing his unfamiliar surroundings.
“…I am Thistle. Where am I? I do not recognise this place.” his memories were fuzzy, and his heart pounded at the thought of being far from his dungeon. He had to return before it was too late.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

𝙍𝙊𝘾𝙆 𝙉❜ 𝙍𝙊𝙇𝙇!

𝙄𝙩❜𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚❜𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 v҉̨̊͢͠͠i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠l̶҉̰͚͖͕̍̈́̅͗̏̇͢͜͜͝l̶҉̰͚͖͕̍̈́̅͗̏̇͢͜͜͝a҉͖̟̜̞̂̃̑̽͢͢͠͡i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠n̸͐̈́͟͟͝i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠z̷҉̲ͥ͆̿̆ͭ͞e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞d҉̴̷̧̢̛̖͔̤ͯ̔̑̄͢͟͡͠ 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧...

𝙈𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙂𝙊𝙈𝙀𝙍𝙔 𝙂𝘼𝙏𝙊𝙍

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

#FNAFRP #HorrorRP #MVRP

“Yes. Who are you?” he eyed him with undisguised suspicion.

//that really sucks

Thistle was bewildered by her enthusiasm, torn between irritation and being glad that someone seemed to understand the glory and wonder of the Kingdom he dedicated everything to protect.

“…Why are you so excited, to be specific?”

“Smug.”

He has been CAPTURED. He is MUCH displeased, kicking his legs around in rage.

//I drew the picture hehe it’s based off a manga panel

headcanon: all the dolls in thistle’s house had people’s souls in them when he was dungeon lord

//what do you mean?

// Adding onto this though, you have to keep in mind that you're not entitled to other people's time 🤷

If someone isn't interested or you feel like you're doing all the work, move on. Your people are out there, you just have to find them.