10-22-2017, 02:04 AM
/decided to put it after weirdmaggedon and everything but Bill wasn't actually defeated just weakened
It had been what seemed like forever since everything with Bill and all of Gravity Falls getting fucked up had happened. Really, it was only a few years. Maybe three? Four? Well, anyways, he was 17 now, although he really didn't look it. He was still pretty small. Although he was skinny and lanky, he was still pretty short, and he had a feminine, almost fawnlike look about him. It was something he got teased about a lot during his regular time when he wasn't at Gravity Falls, when bullies liked to pick on him, but when he was here? It was almost like a paradise. He got to see all the interesting creatures that still plagued the town, and he always felt calm and excited. Things were still a bit crazy. His sister was still boy-crazy, and things were pretty interesting with both Stan and Stanford here all the time, but he loved it. It was his real home, and they didn't even have to worry about Bill Cipher anymore. At least he didn't think so.
At the moment, he was sitting out in front of the mystery shack on the steps, his own journal on his lap and his legs crossed as he hummed and sketched out some of the creatures in town, brown hair in his eyes.
[member=82]SALEM[/member]
It had been what seemed like forever since everything with Bill and all of Gravity Falls getting fucked up had happened. Really, it was only a few years. Maybe three? Four? Well, anyways, he was 17 now, although he really didn't look it. He was still pretty small. Although he was skinny and lanky, he was still pretty short, and he had a feminine, almost fawnlike look about him. It was something he got teased about a lot during his regular time when he wasn't at Gravity Falls, when bullies liked to pick on him, but when he was here? It was almost like a paradise. He got to see all the interesting creatures that still plagued the town, and he always felt calm and excited. Things were still a bit crazy. His sister was still boy-crazy, and things were pretty interesting with both Stan and Stanford here all the time, but he loved it. It was his real home, and they didn't even have to worry about Bill Cipher anymore. At least he didn't think so.
At the moment, he was sitting out in front of the mystery shack on the steps, his own journal on his lap and his legs crossed as he hummed and sketched out some of the creatures in town, brown hair in his eyes.
[member=82]SALEM[/member]
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[color=#8F7894]we are the sealers of the fate
we are the fangs of the snake
we are the fangs of the snake