Mester Berceo
@lichdommagistrate.bsky.social
Master of thought, Teacher of truths, Speaker of knowledge.
Hyspanian Kingdom. Talent seeker and magistrate of Salamanca.
Imparted by NOIZE.
Mun is 29, muse is 1000.
Hyspanian Kingdom. Talent seeker and magistrate of Salamanca.
Imparted by NOIZE.
Mun is 29, muse is 1000.
Pinned
Reposted by Mester Berceo
I ᥲm thᥱ rᥱmιᥒdᥱr to thᥱ Hᥱᥲvᥱᥒs thᥲt ᥒot ᥲᥣᥣ ᥴᥲᥒ bᥱ ᥴrᥙshᥱd bᥱᥒᥱᥲth thᥱιr jᥲdᥱ fιst.
November 16, 2024 at 11:14 AM
I ᥲm thᥱ rᥱmιᥒdᥱr to thᥱ Hᥱᥲvᥱᥒs thᥲt ᥒot ᥲᥣᥣ ᥴᥲᥒ bᥱ ᥴrᥙshᥱd bᥱᥒᥱᥲth thᥱιr jᥲdᥱ fιst.
Reposted by Mester Berceo
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𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕷𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗 .ᐟ
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February 8, 2025 at 7:20 PM
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March 9, 2025 at 4:40 PM
My teeth are aching.
I miss having skin.
I miss having skin.
March 3, 2025 at 6:50 PM
My teeth are aching.
I miss having skin.
I miss having skin.
"If only I had eyes to see them."
“These worlds are beautiful.”
March 3, 2025 at 4:30 PM
"If only I had eyes to see them."
"... You think is it a capital sin to run over a nun?"
March 3, 2025 at 3:29 AM
"... You think is it a capital sin to run over a nun?"
Currently sleeping on top of the bike.
March 1, 2025 at 5:40 PM
Currently sleeping on top of the bike.
He's in for a sour surprise about the "killing" part.
Well what's one more name and face on the list of people he wants to kill.
Runs [Reader] over with his bike.
March 1, 2025 at 5:01 AM
He's in for a sour surprise about the "killing" part.
A settlement near a lake. Convenient.
March 1, 2025 at 2:59 AM
A settlement near a lake. Convenient.
As a delayed thank you, he decided not to get up until at least ten more minutes were past, plenty of time for Trevor to leave.
"This is it.
I'm installing some damn brakes on my bike. For good."
"This is it.
I'm installing some damn brakes on my bike. For good."
"Oh shit," he muttered, then walked on over, picking the skull up and sticking it back onto the body, and then he was OUT OF THERE. "OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT!"
Slightly protruding from the pile of black clothing and Bones, a Forearm pointed an index to the talking skull.
"Oh, sorry right. My bad.
OoOoOoOo I'm the GhOoOoOost of your past! You must atone for your SiIiIiIins! Pick that heaAaAaAad back."
"Oh, sorry right. My bad.
OoOoOoOo I'm the GhOoOoOost of your past! You must atone for your SiIiIiIins! Pick that heaAaAaAad back."
March 1, 2025 at 2:48 AM
As a delayed thank you, he decided not to get up until at least ten more minutes were past, plenty of time for Trevor to leave.
"This is it.
I'm installing some damn brakes on my bike. For good."
"This is it.
I'm installing some damn brakes on my bike. For good."
I also miss the 100% of the others so I guess it isn't that bad.
YOU MISS 100% OF THE SHOTS YOU DO NOT TAKE.
March 1, 2025 at 2:42 AM
I also miss the 100% of the others so I guess it isn't that bad.
Slightly protruding from the pile of black clothing and Bones, a Forearm pointed an index to the talking skull.
"Oh, sorry right. My bad.
OoOoOoOo I'm the GhOoOoOost of your past! You must atone for your SiIiIiIins! Pick that heaAaAaAad back."
"Oh, sorry right. My bad.
OoOoOoOo I'm the GhOoOoOost of your past! You must atone for your SiIiIiIins! Pick that heaAaAaAad back."
There was only confusion on the brawny man's face.
"Who said that?"
"Who said that?"
From the position of the skull, a faint voice could still be heard.
"I'm no therapist but glad I could help."
"I'm no therapist but glad I could help."
March 1, 2025 at 2:33 AM
Slightly protruding from the pile of black clothing and Bones, a Forearm pointed an index to the talking skull.
"Oh, sorry right. My bad.
OoOoOoOo I'm the GhOoOoOost of your past! You must atone for your SiIiIiIins! Pick that heaAaAaAad back."
"Oh, sorry right. My bad.
OoOoOoOo I'm the GhOoOoOost of your past! You must atone for your SiIiIiIins! Pick that heaAaAaAad back."
From the position of the skull, a faint voice could still be heard.
"I'm no therapist but glad I could help."
"I'm no therapist but glad I could help."
“AHHH!?”
Trevor took a few rapid steps back, then stared in horror. He didn't mean to kill the fool!
“What the hell?”
Trevor took a few rapid steps back, then stared in horror. He didn't mean to kill the fool!
“What the hell?”
Cue skull comically flying back from the spine a few feet away, then body crumbles into a pile.
March 1, 2025 at 2:28 AM
From the position of the skull, a faint voice could still be heard.
"I'm no therapist but glad I could help."
"I'm no therapist but glad I could help."
The (currently punched bone pile) replies not.
At least not yet.
At least not yet.
She takes it.
"...Dunno what the fuck I'm gonna do with this."
And she leaves.
"...Dunno what the fuck I'm gonna do with this."
And she leaves.
"Bad news is I have no fucking clue about medicine."
He offers a hand nonetheless.
He offers a hand nonetheless.
March 1, 2025 at 2:26 AM
The (currently punched bone pile) replies not.
At least not yet.
At least not yet.
Cue skull comically flying back from the spine a few feet away, then body crumbles into a pile.
“Yeah?” and then he punched.
"Huh.
Uh...
Can I get a hand?"
Uh...
Can I get a hand?"
March 1, 2025 at 2:24 AM
Cue skull comically flying back from the spine a few feet away, then body crumbles into a pile.
"Bad news is I have no fucking clue about medicine."
He offers a hand nonetheless.
He offers a hand nonetheless.
"What the fuck–"
"Okay good news is if you've broken a bone, I have a few spares."
March 1, 2025 at 2:22 AM
"Bad news is I have no fucking clue about medicine."
He offers a hand nonetheless.
He offers a hand nonetheless.
//bONE SCOOTER MY LUNGS
March 1, 2025 at 2:20 AM
//bONE SCOOTER MY LUNGS
"Huh.
Uh...
Can I get a hand?"
Uh...
Can I get a hand?"
😡
imMEDIATELY DRIFTS BACK TO A FULL STOP.
"Was that a human body.
Shit."
"Was that a human body.
Shit."
March 1, 2025 at 2:19 AM
"Huh.
Uh...
Can I get a hand?"
Uh...
Can I get a hand?"
"Okay good news is if you've broken a bone, I have a few spares."
"My bones...."
imMEDIATELY DRIFTS BACK TO A FULL STOP.
"Was that a human body.
Shit."
"Was that a human body.
Shit."
March 1, 2025 at 2:18 AM
"Okay good news is if you've broken a bone, I have a few spares."
imMEDIATELY DRIFTS BACK TO A FULL STOP.
"Was that a human body.
Shit."
"Was that a human body.
Shit."
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Runs [Reader] over with his bike.
March 1, 2025 at 2:15 AM
imMEDIATELY DRIFTS BACK TO A FULL STOP.
"Was that a human body.
Shit."
"Was that a human body.
Shit."
Runs [Reader] over with his bike.
March 1, 2025 at 2:06 AM
Runs [Reader] over with his bike.
Reposted by Mester Berceo
ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴇᴅʟᴇ sᴛᴏʀᴇ! ғᴀsʜɪᴏɴ ʙʏ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴏᴄᴄᴜʟ--
ᴡᴇʟʟ, ᴏᴄᴄᴜʟᴛ ʀᴏʟʟs ᴏғғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ ᴡᴇʟʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀɴ ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍʏ sᴛᴏʀᴇ!
ʀᴀɴ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴀᴠɪᴀ ᴛʀɪʙᴇ's ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛs, ᴍᴇ!
ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ǫᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ~♡
ʜᴀʟғ-ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ, ʜᴀʟғ-ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ, ғᴜʟʟ-ᴏɴ ᴄᴜᴛɪᴇ ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛ!
#MVRP
ᴡᴇʟʟ, ᴏᴄᴄᴜʟᴛ ʀᴏʟʟs ᴏғғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ ᴡᴇʟʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀɴ ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍʏ sᴛᴏʀᴇ!
ʀᴀɴ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴀᴠɪᴀ ᴛʀɪʙᴇ's ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛs, ᴍᴇ!
ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ǫᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ~♡
ʜᴀʟғ-ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ, ʜᴀʟғ-ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ, ғᴜʟʟ-ᴏɴ ᴄᴜᴛɪᴇ ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛ!
#MVRP
January 24, 2025 at 7:52 AM
ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴇᴅʟᴇ sᴛᴏʀᴇ! ғᴀsʜɪᴏɴ ʙʏ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴏᴄᴄᴜʟ--
ᴡᴇʟʟ, ᴏᴄᴄᴜʟᴛ ʀᴏʟʟs ᴏғғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ ᴡᴇʟʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀɴ ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍʏ sᴛᴏʀᴇ!
ʀᴀɴ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴀᴠɪᴀ ᴛʀɪʙᴇ's ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛs, ᴍᴇ!
ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ǫᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ~♡
ʜᴀʟғ-ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ, ʜᴀʟғ-ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ, ғᴜʟʟ-ᴏɴ ᴄᴜᴛɪᴇ ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛ!
#MVRP
ᴡᴇʟʟ, ᴏᴄᴄᴜʟᴛ ʀᴏʟʟs ᴏғғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ ᴡᴇʟʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀɴ ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍʏ sᴛᴏʀᴇ!
ʀᴀɴ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴀᴠɪᴀ ᴛʀɪʙᴇ's ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛs, ᴍᴇ!
ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ǫᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ~♡
ʜᴀʟғ-ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ, ʜᴀʟғ-ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ, ғᴜʟʟ-ᴏɴ ᴄᴜᴛɪᴇ ᴀʟᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛ!
#MVRP
He's starting to fall asleep in the middle of the interdimensional ride.
February 28, 2025 at 10:00 PM
He's starting to fall asleep in the middle of the interdimensional ride.