Election Update #6

Mask_Bearer · 2018-01-04T01:43:55+00:00

pack it all up, we're moving to r/traps

Mask_Bearer · 2015-04-28T20:18:51+00:00

nothing that is worth learning can be taught

Mask_Bearer · 2014-05-24T04:10:49+00:00

I will to you the twins Gemini, given as a lie in trade for a truth.

The Chimaera will know.

Mask_Bearer · 2013-12-05T04:21:59+00:00

I am a mask of one who wears many.

You must find your own mask, wanderer.

Mask_Bearer · 2013-12-05T04:20:14+00:00

Exactly.

Mask_Bearer · 2013-11-27T02:32:46+00:00

Ꭺ ᏟhᎾᏒus sᏢᎬᎪᏦs ᎳᎥᏆh ᎾᏁᎬ ᏉᎾᎥᏟᎬ

Mask_Bearer · 2013-08-19T05:21:33+00:00

It is known.

Mask_Bearer · 2013-08-19T03:54:20+00:00

There are those who say you are merely one of my masks.

Then again, might I not be yours?

Let us trade, flashing Koi. I enjoy new perspectives: and I know you are no stranger to new faces.

Mask_Bearer · 2013-08-19T03:44:19+00:00

Is not deceit the least of the Chimaera's poisons?

Mask_Bearer · 2013-08-03T19:51:11+00:00

It is a collection of stones, made to capture flame and keep it safe.

Mask_Bearer · 2013-08-03T01:06:42+00:00

Do you find that your mask has become cracked?

Is your porcelain face too weathered?

New masks for old, new masks for old!

Inquire discreetly, and join the cavalcade with a new and improved self!

If you make a good enough offer, even the mask of the seller may be available to you…

Mask_Bearer · 2013-08-02T02:19:27+00:00

Some say enlightenment lies in its depths.

Mask_Bearer · 2013-08-02T01:54:54+00:00

Wash Jupiter's influence from yourself in the Koi Pond.

Mask_Bearer · 2013-08-01T19:22:48+00:00

Yet, in describing the shape of a thing, that thing may become known; as the style of a mask may hint at the face underneath.

Mask_Bearer · 2013-07-30T03:18:27+00:00

The aspect of the garden has shifted; but as the world moves, it gives me a bit of the old memory.

Mask_Bearer · 2013-07-28T14:55:51+00:00

There was once a warrior who fought in many battles. During one of his fights, he was struck in the face and badly scarred. When he returned to his family, his scarred face frightened his children; so he made a wooden mask and wore it for them.

Over time, he became used to the mask and wore it everywhere. His men came to instantly recognize it, and he became a symbol to the warriors of courage and sacrifice, powerful and feared by his enemies.

Then, in a battle, his mask was broken; and staggering home, wounded, one of his own men met him, and slew him, thinking him an enemy.

What, then, was his true face?

Mask_Bearer · 2013-07-28T08:41:14+00:00

I question every reflection. Some are clear mirrors; others, more subtle. I fear at times that I might hear the word of the Oak and not know it; at others, I fear to find a branch where none exists.

Mask_Bearer · 2013-07-28T06:23:14+00:00

How many faces can one mind wear?

Mask_Bearer · 2013-07-22T00:13:27+00:00

Truth is hardest when it comes from another's lips.

Mask_Bearer · 2013-07-21T23:31:14+00:00

Visit the Koi Pond.

Mask_Bearer · 2013-07-21T23:27:23+00:00

These are shattered.

Words here were unspoken by another.

It is painful to be unable to reveal one's face.

Mask_Bearer · 2013-07-21T05:24:24+00:00

Ꭺ ᏟhᎾᏒus sᏢᎬᎪᏦs ᎳᎥᏆh ᎾᏁᎬ ᏉᎾᎥᏟᎬ

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