[fancypost borderwidth=0px; border-color:black; width: 467px; height: 60px;background-color:black; border-left: 5px solid black; border-right: 5px solid black;][align=center][font=georgia][size=30pt]♛ [color=#7D7D7D]Brackenwing.[fancypost borderwidth=0px; border-color:black; width: 467px; height: 60px; margin-top:-19px][align=center][color=#1A1A1A][font=courier][size=8]I'm bleeding out[/fancypost]
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| [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 200px; height: 239px; background-color:white; opacity:0.7; overflow:auto; color: black; font-family: andale mono][justify] Bracken had allowed himself to be 'locked up' to the sick portion of the caverns when the fiver hit him. The first day had been the worst, everything had been so fuzzy and faded, honestly he couldn't remember much of it. There was someone who came by and made him either eat, drink, or take medicine every once and awhile, but his sense of smell and over all recognition felt shot so he couldn't identify anyone or anything. Being sick sucked...all he wanted to do was sleep, and a great portion of the time he couldn't properly do that without waking up with chills or a gross cold sweat. "I'm boooored!" he called out feebly from his bed, plopping his head back on the ground. Did he even know anyone in here...? [/fancypost] |
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I will reach inside, just to find my heart is beating[/fancypost][align=center]
[size=6pt]★ trek
