"Whether it not now, whether it be when." (Which it not now, which it be when.)
Fauxnel Ridaut.
What do you think I look like?
I'm sure I can fashion a job?: I, take on the job of a Time Traveler, a Magician as you say, lastly an instrument player.
Do I fancy an age?: Hmm, I look 20 to 25 years old.
To save any breath call me.: Faux, Riddy, Nell.
Do you think I listen to music?
To make it short, here's a fable.:
Once upon a time man stumbled upon ideas that he never knew possible. Something about the travels through the space time continuum. The other scientists seemed to ridicule this quandary even though this young scientist believed in a way to travel. Instead, the young scientist decided to follow this idea about the travel between times. Between the physics it didn't seem possible.. Until. He came about one item. What was it? The young scientist planted this item in a clockwork machine. Giving this time was somewhat primitive, this object was tested. With the young scientist and many others. In between those tests the machine failed to work.. Giving a day, maybe a few years ago, one night. That young scientist decided to start this "Machine." He had no one else to pilot it, so he was on his own at the time.. When he started the machine something catastrophic happened. A hole appeared in his machine which didn't seem correct, but everything inbetween him and the machine, and this mysterious portal, was sucked in. The young scientist didn't predict this would happen and instead he was sucked into his own machine, without a sound. When he was appeased to the portal, it shut.. Now the young scientist stayed in a dimension in which he cornered into insanity.. Not long, it seemed 100 years turned to a minute in his dimension. Crawling into insanity this scientist went spending the years of his life, with out aging in this dimension. It occurred to this scientist that there were maps everywhere in his dimension, he though about it, and started to understand about this dimension. It has locked him in to figure out the secrets of the space time continuum. These maps, gave him rifts in time, where to go to, where to get out. He has gone through a number of houses giving the appearance of these houses to be haunted. If you see a shadow lurking in the corner, there might be the distinguished difference of him, and a seemed ghost. Whenever he seems to walk through a door, into an empty room and you follow it doesn't seem for him to be in there. He has moved to another time.
Attachments.:
Through my travels of time, I have mastered many talents. Including the talents of entertainment. Giving the examples of singing, playing a certain number of instruments, magic, and juggling many assortments of items.
The time in what I had I mastered in so little, giving me only the time of how long Gods exist it seemed so little.
Examples:
My magic and voice.. (Turn the volume down a bit.)
My Juggling.
My playing..
"No apologies necessary, your death shall suffice.."
Fauxnel Ridaut.
Fauxnel Ridaut.
What do you think I look like?
I'm sure I can fashion a job?: I, take on the job of a Time Traveler, a Magician as you say, lastly an instrument player.
Do I fancy an age?: Hmm, I look 20 to 25 years old.
To save any breath call me.: Faux, Riddy, Nell.
Do you think I listen to music?
To make it short, here's a fable.:
Once upon a time man stumbled upon ideas that he never knew possible. Something about the travels through the space time continuum. The other scientists seemed to ridicule this quandary even though this young scientist believed in a way to travel. Instead, the young scientist decided to follow this idea about the travel between times. Between the physics it didn't seem possible.. Until. He came about one item. What was it? The young scientist planted this item in a clockwork machine. Giving this time was somewhat primitive, this object was tested. With the young scientist and many others. In between those tests the machine failed to work.. Giving a day, maybe a few years ago, one night. That young scientist decided to start this "Machine." He had no one else to pilot it, so he was on his own at the time.. When he started the machine something catastrophic happened. A hole appeared in his machine which didn't seem correct, but everything inbetween him and the machine, and this mysterious portal, was sucked in. The young scientist didn't predict this would happen and instead he was sucked into his own machine, without a sound. When he was appeased to the portal, it shut.. Now the young scientist stayed in a dimension in which he cornered into insanity.. Not long, it seemed 100 years turned to a minute in his dimension. Crawling into insanity this scientist went spending the years of his life, with out aging in this dimension. It occurred to this scientist that there were maps everywhere in his dimension, he though about it, and started to understand about this dimension. It has locked him in to figure out the secrets of the space time continuum. These maps, gave him rifts in time, where to go to, where to get out. He has gone through a number of houses giving the appearance of these houses to be haunted. If you see a shadow lurking in the corner, there might be the distinguished difference of him, and a seemed ghost. Whenever he seems to walk through a door, into an empty room and you follow it doesn't seem for him to be in there. He has moved to another time.
Attachments.:
Through my travels of time, I have mastered many talents. Including the talents of entertainment. Giving the examples of singing, playing a certain number of instruments, magic, and juggling many assortments of items.
The time in what I had I mastered in so little, giving me only the time of how long Gods exist it seemed so little.
Examples:
My magic and voice.. (Turn the volume down a bit.)
My Juggling.
My playing..
"No apologies necessary, your death shall suffice.."
Fauxnel Ridaut.
