...We have a Discord?
Hey all.
I know everyone has migrated over to the Discord, but I wanted to make a post here just to check in and check & see if things are still functional here, because I noticed Blog Posting is either disabled or broken.
But yeah, the Discord is really neat, and I'm glad it exists, but I've never been much of a Discord person, because it's kinda hard to keep up with.
So I'm just making a post here to keep the spirit of the forum alive.
If anyone is reading this, I hope you're doing well, considering everything in the world right now, and I vainly wish to relive the lld days, haha.
(I was going to make a blog post, but like I said, they seem to be disabled, at least for me, so maybe I'll wax poetic later)
Be well!
(And gosh, seeing my old Forum Signature sure is bringing back some memories haha. Looks like my custom banner broke, but that's okay. I think I have it saved to a flashdrive somewhere haha)
~Red Mage~
~Knight Looking For Sorceress!~
~Member Of The Evil Bad Guys~
TFF Family: None yet! PM me if you'd like to join!
TFF RP Status: The Tipsy-Ram Tavern --- Strange Tides (Looking for RPs and Battle-RPs! Rewriting "Council of Mages")
Currently Playing: - Final Fantasy 1 (All Red Mage Run) - Final Fantasy: Record Keeper - Clicker Heroes -
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...We have a Discord?
For Our Lord Sheogorath, without Whom all Thought would be linear and all Feeling would be fleeting. Blessed are the Madmen, for they hold the keys to secret knowledge. Blessed are the Phobic, always wary of that which would do them harm. Blessed are the Obsessed, for their courses are clear. Blessed are the Addicts, may they quench the thirst that never ebbs. Blessed are the Murderous, for they have found beauty in the grotesque. Blessed are the Firelovers, for their hearts are always warm. Blessed are the Artists, for in their hands the impossible is made real. Blessed are the Musicians, for in their ears they hear the music of the soul. Blessed are the Sleepless, as they bask in wakeful dreaming. Blessed are the Paranoid, ever-watchful for our enemies. Blessed are the Visionaries, for their eyes see what might be. Blessed are the Painlovers, for in their suffering, we grow stronger. Blessed is the Madgod, who tricks us when we are foolish, punishes us when we are wrong, tortures us when we are unmindful, and loves us in our imperfection.
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