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To the Reputable Guardians of @thewalst, @pookiebowl, @CaveOfLoughrey, @MlNDWAVE and @TheGoldenOaks.

The first verse of our cryptic grimoire augured that there shall come another rebirth of divine balance to celebrateβ€”when the candlelight burns the mildest, and when the swans drift upon the crystal lake beneath the silver dawn’s merriment.

Your cultivated divinity is our deepest honor to behold, for it gleams as sacred as the Potion of Hearts we have long brewed. Poisonous serpentines for the wicked, and blessed doves for the pure; today, from the scarlet drops of your bravery and tempered restraint, the ivory burst of your hope and fear entwined in one light, let us brew for you a potion, drawn from the feathers of the whitest dove, for your everlasting longevity. May your hallowed spire continue to flourish and may your souls remain vehement of truth.

With profound reverence and steadfast amity,
@Afrodistrella. π–€πŸ—β‹†ο½‘π–¦ΉΒ°β€§

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RAISED ON NOISE. POWERED BY CHAOS.
CALLING ALL THE ONES DOWN TO RAISE HELL.

Born To Be The Glitch In Your System.
xXx. 00-20-0025. WE LIGHT THØSE ON FIRE. πŸ”Ί

Rebelling to ride with the tribe, Darkness lit by the warmth-of-kin. This was where the forgotten get remembered, and the invisible finally get seen. The spot you've been low-key chasing forever and the thing you've been searching for on quiet nights. We're wrapped in shadow, but don't get it twisted. We are color, too wild to name, too bold to show. Wondering what the fight's for? Thought so! Here it is. Scouting for... βŽ‹  (Uncle Aunty: 1994β€”1999) And (The rebels: 2000β€”2010.) But don't get lost in curiosity, peep what's already locked in on the Taken List. Miss the mark? We'll send you running aimlessly.

Hey Lorths! This feels like the move. I'm claiming my place as (Aunty, Uncle, Child), ready to ride with the tribe. Name's ( Nama Muse @ ) born in ( Line Muse). Accept me… or run. I'm coming either way.
Think you're cut out for this? Then move, don't wait for permission! Just send us your curiosity through @LorthBot. and we'll be waiting for your burning rebellious spirit. Rebels move different. Always have.

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Forwarded from 18-AIMS!
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γ…€γ…€γ…€ @THE18AIMS ✱ BACKDOOR ACCESS

The city always demands a cost and it pays in late nights or early mornings. Between the concrete canyons of Manhattan, the air thickens with the unspoken ambition of everyone surrounding yourself. The hushed tones of the executive floor, the rhythmic tick-tock of a clock, the click of your own keyboard sets the tempo of everyone's day. Coffee breath is the lingering scent of zeal, a marker of the hours poured into the pursuit. With a determind glare at his monitor he clicked 'publish' like swinging the office door wide open.

πŸ“ A RECRUITMENT FOR THE BEST MAN OUT OF ALL: Before That Let's Have a Look at All the Executives.

FOR ENTRY INTO @THE18AIMS CORPORATION:
The line crackles, static hums in the background. I, name (@Username) are ready to fill the vacant spot among the executives. Consider this my formal entry into the corporation and I'm prepared to move when signal drops.

The sound of the dial ringing in the office became a siren call for the rogue operation. We needed talent that thrived on tight margins, that saw the ups as the reward and the downs as just another puzzle that they might have to solve before midnight. Those who knows how to work the system to make our impossible things to be possible will be chosen. We are officially back in the business world and recruiting the co-conspirators, if you are the one we are looking send the format to @Aimed18Bot. With the media, the name and the intent to answer the call.

γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€DIAL US, @THE18AIMS. πŸ“ž
γ…€γ…€Receive the call or burn the opportunity?


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ENROLLING PARTAKER π–©’ (SPOOKISH-SAMHAIN.)

  Plausible Eidola / Gruesome Pelage / October 31.
  πŸŽƒβ†‘ OH, ATTAIN TO THE DAUNTING LODGINGS.

It’s about to crack up avenues amidst the rumblings of darkness and the gravestones among the pumpkins which invaded the nighttime and wander. Nevertheless, we are upon arrival to earn referrals from homeowners and households that are intrigued in getting involved in Trick-or-Treaters.

(β€˜SCREECH IN A GRUMBLE ELDRITCH.) Β΄π–¦Ή Λ• Γ— πŸŽƒ
Back & Personnel: Ought for Getting Concerned.
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Underneath enticing hours, there happens a sequence of occurrences that decrease the separation among dread & fright. What’s stood: Now, (Your Name) altered taking in Trick-or-Treaters, imprison in someplace.

β€Ί SPINE-TINGLING: @ROCHEEVENTBOT.

The boisterous lounge evening will be hailed at its pinnacle, when the rebellious Halloween intends to draw each household and neighborhood who accesses the proceedings that has been meant. Come brace the upcoming nighttime’s suspense.


  γ€‰  With haunting warmth,
             @Rocheveil

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               β›§Β°. β‹†ΰΌΊβ˜Ύπ–€“ΰΌ»β‹†. Β°β›§

To the Reputable Guardians of @TheMildyway.

The first verse of our cryptic grimoire augured that there shall come another rebirth of divine balance to celebrateβ€”when the candlelight burns the mildest, and when the swans drift upon the crystal lake beneath the silver dawn’s merriment.

Your cultivated divinity is our deepest honor to behold, for it gleams as sacred as the Potion of Hearts we have long brewed. Poisonous serpentines for the wicked, and blessed doves for the pure; today, from the scarlet drops of your bravery and tempered restraint, the ivory burst of your hope and fear entwined in one light, let us brew for you a potion, drawn from the feathers of the whitest dove, for your everlasting longevity. May your hallowed spire continue to flourish and may your souls remain vehement of truth.

With profound reverence and steadfast amity,
@Afrodistrella. π–€πŸ—β‹†ο½‘π–¦ΉΒ°β€§

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πŸŽƒ Hear Ye, Artists and Tellers of Shadows! πŸŽƒ

Hark, creative souls and dreamers of the dark! The moon rises once more upon β€œScarterez Drawloween”, and the veil between realms grows thin. We summon theeβ€”artists, illustrators, and keepers of eerie talesβ€”to join our grand gathering of ink and imagination. Craft thy most haunting drawing. Whether through brush, let thy creation breathe under the ghostly glow of All Hallows’ Eve. πŸŽƒ

πŸŽƒ For Registration: 26 Octβ€”31 Oct.
πŸ‘» Deadline: 05 Nov. Thou must submit thy coloring by Nov 6th, lest thy masterpiece be lost to shadow.

Before thee joins our gathering of shadows and art, kindly inscribe thy details below. Let the spirits know who shall take part in this night of creation.
I, (name), known in the realm as (muse + username), do hereby vow to join β€œScarterez Drawloween”, where art awakens beneath the moon’s eerie glow. πŸŒ•
β€œBy ink and shadow, I pledge my presence.”

When thy scroll is complete, send it to our keeper of recordsβ€”@CarterezRobot. πŸ‘»

Lo! The finest works shall earn bewitching prizes and eternal glory within the archives of Scarterez Drawloween. Let no timid heart hold thee back, for the spirits favor the brave and the bold.

Come, join the revel of ink and whispers… and let thy art awaken the darkness. πŸŽƒ
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As the twilight descends softly upon our quaint abode, the last rays of sunlight dance playfully on the frosted windows. The aroma of freshly baked bread wafts through the air, mingling with the sweet scent of cinnamon and nutmeg from our evening’s feast. Our sisters flit about the kitchen, their laughter ringing like music as they prepare a delightful spread of hearty stew and golden-brown biscuits, each one a labor of love. In the heart of our home, our eldest sister orchestrates the evening with a gentle grace, ensuring everything is just right, while our father meanders through the rooms, calling out to his scattered brood. Some of us are bundled up in cozy blankets by the fireplace, lost in the pages of our favorite books, while others are outside, marveling at the delicate frost that blankets the garden. The SΓ«retti Family opens its doors wide to those who seek comfort and kinship. We extend the stately doors of our ancestral home to those seeking a kindred spirit within a loving family. Our hearth welcomes:


     The Honorable Patrons of Wisdom (1998 - 2002)
     The Pioneering Generation (2003 - 2005)
     The Blooming Generation (2006 - 2007)
The Promising Generation (2008 - 2009)

"Greetings, SΓ«retti! Through seasons spent in quiet reflection, I humbly wish to join your loving family. My name is (YOUR NAME), and I embody (YOUR MUSE NAME), born in (YOUR MUSE BIRTH YEAR)β€”and known in this grand tapestry as (YOUR @ USERNAME/ID). It is with profound joy that I present myself as your (HONORABLE / PIONEERING / BLOOMING / PROMISING )."
To step into our haven, kindly send your details to our friendly gatekeeper @SerettiBot after confirming your muse isn’t already among our cherished guests. We eagerly await your arrival!
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               β›§Β°. β‹†ΰΌΊβ˜Ύπ–€“ΰΌ»β‹†. Β°β›§

To the Reputable Guardians of @TemuGelanggang, @TheMaanor, @KinofGreesacht, @calsearth and @TheGritner.

The first verse of our cryptic grimoire augured that there shall come another rebirth of divine balance to celebrateβ€”when the candlelight burns the mildest, and when the swans drift upon the crystal lake beneath the silver dawn’s merriment.

Your cultivated divinity is our deepest honor to behold, for it gleams as sacred as the Potion of Hearts we have long brewed. Poisonous serpentines for the wicked, and blessed doves for the pure; today, from the scarlet drops of your bravery and tempered restraint, the ivory burst of your hope and fear entwined in one light, let us brew for you a potion, drawn from the feathers of the whitest dove, for your everlasting longevity. May your hallowed spire continue to flourish and may your souls remain vehement of truth.

With profound reverence and steadfast amity,
@Afrodistrella. π–€πŸ—β‹†ο½‘π–¦ΉΒ°β€§

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