MACHINE HERALD
◇ 1/2 of Hextech
◇ Trying to do Good
◇ Chronically Ill
» In the pursuit of Greatness, we failed to do Good. «
Jayce
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Jayce
Jaybe
Jay
Please
Hes laying on his book which had several schematic designs for other Hextech tools on it. Some completely dreamed—
Hes laying on his book which had several schematic designs for other Hextech tools on it. Some completely dreamed—
A weak smile.
A weak smile.
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#RP // LOL + ARCANE
• MATURE THEMES
• OC FRIENDLY
• DETAILED/DESCRIPTIVE
• LGBTQ FRIENDLY
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NSFW IN DMS -- 18+
⊱ ────── {⋆❉⋆} ────── ⊰
#RP // LOL + ARCANE
• MATURE THEMES
• OC FRIENDLY
• DETAILED/DESCRIPTIVE
• LGBTQ FRIENDLY
⊱ ────── {⋆❉⋆} ────── ⊰
NSFW IN DMS -- 18+
MACHINE HERALD
◇ 1/2 of Hextech
◇ Trying to do Good
◇ Chronically Ill
» In the pursuit of Greatness, we failed to do Good. «
MACHINE HERALD
◇ 1/2 of Hextech
◇ Trying to do Good
◇ Chronically Ill
» In the pursuit of Greatness, we failed to do Good. «
Don't think she hasn't been noticed sniffing about in the Undercity.
Silco notices quite a lot, even with that cursed eye of his.
He is watching, keeping tabs. As the Head of Zaun, it is his job to keep an eye out for these suspicious things.
Don't think she hasn't been noticed sniffing about in the Undercity.
Silco notices quite a lot, even with that cursed eye of his.
He is watching, keeping tabs. As the Head of Zaun, it is his job to keep an eye out for these suspicious things.
4 mutuals of mine have lost their accounts. Please be wary, if it doesnt look right, smell right, talk right, it isnt right.
Attached are some messages.—
4 mutuals of mine have lost their accounts. Please be wary, if it doesnt look right, smell right, talk right, it isnt right.
Attached are some messages.—
He chuckled some. Looking at the bomb remnants still in her hand.
"Are they reusable?"
"I /knew/ you would like it! I will DEFINITELY wait for Progress Day to detonate these!"
He chuckled.
"Well done, my girl. You'll have to save the rest for Progress Day."
He chuckled some. Looking at the bomb remnants still in her hand.
"Are they reusable?"
He chuckled.
"Well done, my girl. You'll have to save the rest for Progress Day."
And she pulled the pin, causing the bomb to immediately blow up — pink paint erupted from it, followed by confetti which was thrown around them both. Jinx held the remains of the bomb, laughing.
"Alright, show me."
Jinx was probably going to do it anyway, he might as well come along.
He chuckled.
"Well done, my girl. You'll have to save the rest for Progress Day."
"Alright, show me."
Jinx was probably going to do it anyway, he might as well come along.
"Oh, you're gonna /looooove/ this!"
He stands quickly before she could even pull the pin.
"Come, show me outside."
He extends his hand for his daughter to take. Much like a gentleman would.
"Alright, show me."
Jinx was probably going to do it anyway, he might as well come along.