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Druewlz Nomslop will simply not stop ’til those who mocked and wronged him get caught and pay the cost.

Misunderstood and dismissed by too many on top, Druewlz never forgot those moments of loss.

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Palmer Vurrand has got a magical touch; she makes the most of what might not be much.

Reminiscent of moods in Pinback’s song “Crutch”, she knows how to adapt when things are in flux. Palmer Vurrand is an improv magician, and sometimes she plays as a musician. Her nature can beam like light through a prism; her … Continue reading

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On a page for sketching: a moment interesting. Agent Ueiszadt reflects while processing.

With eyes closed, she devotes her time to music and ghostly notes. © 2009-2025 Z.F. Thrimej

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In response to the condescending, someone imagines their ending. Revenge may sound tempting

for someone never forgetting. The name of this someone is Inre Sponse. If Inre was a ghost, then this ghost haunts. The name of this someone is Inre Sponse. If Inre was a ghost, then this ghost haunts.

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She’s listening to someone struggling to get to the point

(that point: a costly effect for something enjoyed). The subject matter is sensitive, situation’s intense. She’s learning what exactly they’re up against…

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With an instrument for an engine (an audio beast weapon)…Who is this musician? His name is Zrimn Crezton…

  His hair spikes: odd-detecting/tuning antennas (they help him play music more c(h)ord-striking than tennis and more metal hooking biting than tools of the dentists). He’s drawn to sound and sounds/possibilities endless…   Zrimn’s music might be sharpest when it’s … Continue reading

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She was asked “So how was that?” by her naive happy friend.

Not wanting to hurt his feelings (while not wanting to pretend), she hesitates. How can she gently tell him the truth? His performance revealed he’s got room to improve…  

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