#Paultin Seppa

[wafflecrew-outofcontext]

Diath: Does anyone have Remove Curse or anything?

Paultin: I have Bestow Curse. Do you want another?

[marksandrec]

Marks and Rec: Misc #2500

I was just thinkin' about the Wafflecrew the other day and I miss 'em. (Dialogue from yourplayersaidwhat.)

[starchytart]

from Anna's insta story incase you missed it

[mayorundertheplumtree]

Time can bring many things to people, such as an unforgettable curse, a group of friends with fateful friendships, a dramatic disaster, a beautiful love, and the experience of wearing inner lining under cosplay clothes when the weather is cold (wh-

（Just in case I mention it I actually only watched a few episodes of DCA so(((

I feel like I really should find a chance to watch it tho（（

ps. Nate: "Wow it hurt, Paultin is nothing without pain."

Also Nate: *Dressed as Paultin, gnawing on a turkey leg and messing up in the wind.（also the bard boi's with Evelyn ahhhh so cute

maybe with that attitude bruh（no

[nwtbobsessedemo]

NOOOO MY BOYYYY 😭😭😭

[sadder-piano]

Starts crying bc I thought about Paultin for slightly too long

[themoonisrotting]

Idk judge me on my kins Ig…

[xjesslynne]

there's a bardcore trend going around on tiktok and god, i miss paultin 😭😭

[maziodyne]

the dice camera action fandom might be dead but im not. anyway i offer a modern, possibly no magic au in these trying times

[thehumanbardthatgoeshard]

I am just... Sitting here.

[splitinone]

Paultin's new song just dropped. He can't wait to sing this to Van Richten.

[wafflecrew-outofcontext]

Paultin, to van Richten: I saw you crying. It was hilarious.

van Richten: It was the rain

Paultin: Yeah sure. Let's go with that

van Richten: This place is bringing back unpleasant memories

Paultin: Oh you wanna talk about unpleasant memories?

[nwtbsquad]

The List of Us

Adrian🍂 - "Guren no Yaima" English Cover

Allan🔵 - Kanto

Bones🦴 - Bones

Carter🔦 - FNAF Musical

Dylan🍳 - Ask For More

Echo🔌 - Fanmade DBH Ego

Heathen🪶 - "Heathens" Cover

Hero👊 - Heroes Never Die

Natemare🟣 - Mangled

Nate🎤 - Factive of Nathan himself

Orion🌐 - All I See

Paultin🎼 - Dice, Camera, Action

Phantom🎰 - Phantom

Ryan‼️ - Fanmade Punk Ego

Seth🏫 - Senpai Notice Me

Sharper⭐️ - Branded

Skel🎃 - "What's This?" Cover

Stanley📝 - StopRewind

Tess💡 - Take Me Anywhere

[thehumanbardthatgoeshard]

As a bard I have something to say:

This is very true, and it makes me very happy

DO YOU KNOW WHAT I JUST REALIZED

YOU KNOW THE HAIKU BOT???

OFC YOU DO

YOU KNOW THAT MESSAGE HE PUTS AT THE END OF EVERY POST????

"Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up."

YEAH???????

WELL THATS A HAIKU TOO

Beep boop! I look for

accidental haiku posts.

Sometimes I mess up.

NOW YOU LOOK ME IN THE EYE AND TELL ME THATS NOT THE CUTEST THNIG YOUVE EVER HEARD

[mayorundertheplumtree]

some recent meme of 4 coffee but 5 bosses but it's NWTB egos(maybe?

just in case some lines get way too blurry to see

Venting type:"Guess our company is really short of water for these Fxcking gueese."(the original text is a kind of turtle lives in water, which sometimes stands for bastard, sorry for not being able to come up with a good substitute

Professional type：drink 1 cup，leave 3 cups and pour 2 cups of tea. "There're coffee and scented tea here，please feel free."

the last one: getting sadder and sadder due to the bad performance and hang themselves at the company hallway tomorrow (no

[thedarkcknight]

Day 19 The Long-Lost Holiday Melody (Paultin Seppa)

Y/N'S POV

The snow had begun to fall gently as I stood on the outskirts of the Waffle Crew's latest campsite, my eyes glimmering with curiosity. I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect from this group, especially with Paultin Seppa—a fellow Bard—within our ranks. We weren’t exactly friends, but we were civil. His charming smile always seemed to hide something beneath it, something I couldn’t quite place. Still, we had a mission, and that was enough to keep us focused.

Diath Woodrow, the leader of this ragtag crew, adjusted his cloak and motioned for everyone to gather. Strix, our sorcerer and resident worrywart, was pacing, muttering about the dangers ahead. Evelyn, on the other hand, had her bright, almost childlike smile as she gazed out at the snowy landscape, humming a tune I couldn’t place. I glanced at Paultin, who was, as usual, nursing a flask. I could almost feel the weight of his silence—an unspoken history that I knew better than to ask about.

“You all ready?” Diath’s voice broke my thoughts as he looked at each of us with that protective gaze. I could feel his concern for the group, even if he never showed it outright. He had a way of making everyone feel safe, even in the most dangerous of situations.

“I’ll be fine,” Strix grumbled, adjusting her robes and glancing nervously at the path ahead. “But this is going to be a nightmare if we’re not careful. I have a bad feeling about it.”

“You always have a bad feeling about everything,” Evelyn chimed in with her usual brightness, stepping forward, oblivious to Strix’s concerns. “But it’ll be fine! We’ll find the melody and have a wonderful time. I just know it.”

I couldn’t help but smile at her infectious optimism. If there was one thing Evelyn was good at, it was brightening up even the darkest of moments. She had a way of holding onto hope, even when things seemed impossible.

“Alright,” Diath said, his tone serious but still warm. “We’re looking for the Long-Lost Holiday Melody. The rumors say it’s a song so powerful, it can bring about peace during even the most troubled times.”

I raised an eyebrow, trying to conceal my skepticism. “A melody, you say?”

Paultin chuckled softly beside me, his voice low and gravelly. “Don’t knock it until you’ve heard it, sweetheart. There’s magic in music, you know.”

I shot him a sideways glance. His easygoing demeanor always seemed to be at odds with his brooding nature. “I’m sure it’s magical. But I’m not sure I believe in fairy tales.”

“I think it’s more than a fairy tale,” Diath interjected, his gaze steady as he studied the path ahead. “I believe it’s something worth finding, for all our sakes. Let’s move out.”

As we traveled, the cold air bit at my skin, but the warmth of the group’s camaraderie kept me going. Paultin fell into step beside me, his presence as silent as ever. Every now and then, I caught a glimpse of him peering through the snowflakes, his eyes thoughtful. He didn’t say much, but I knew better than to think that meant nothing was going on in that head of his.

We trudged through snowdrifts and across frozen rivers, Evelyn singing songs of hope and light, Strix muttering incantations under her breath, and Diath leading us with an unwavering determination. The journey was long, but there was something comforting about the way we all fit together, each of us playing our part, however imperfectly.

Finally, we reached the ancient ruins where the melody was said to be hidden. The place was eerie, a dark reminder of times long past, its walls covered in frost. But beneath that cold exterior, I could feel a strange energy, like the heartbeat of something forgotten but powerful.

“It’s here,” Diath said softly, scanning the surroundings. “We just have to find the key.”

Paultin stepped forward, his fingers brushing over the icy stone. “The key, huh?” he mused, his voice barely above a whisper. “I think I’ve heard this song before…”

My heart skipped a beat at his words. He’s heard it?

Before I could question him, Evelyn stepped into the center of the ruins, her bright smile unfazed by the surroundings. She closed her eyes and raised her arms, as if she were about to dance with the winds themselves.

And then, it happened.

A soft, haunting melody filled the air, as if the very ruins were breathing life back into the world. The snowflakes danced in time with the music, and for a moment, everything felt right. Even Strix’s nervous energy seemed to calm, her eyes wide with awe. Diath looked at each of us, his expression softening.

“This is it,” he murmured.

Paultin turned to me, his eyes glinting with something I hadn’t seen before—hope, maybe? For once, I couldn’t look away. “Guess you were right. There’s magic in music after all.”

I smiled, feeling the weight of the moment settle on my chest. The Long-Lost Holiday Melody had been found, and with it, the peace we all so desperately needed.

For the first time since joining this strange crew, I felt like I belonged. Not just as a bard, but as part of something greater than myself.

And maybe, just maybe, Paultin and I weren’t so different after all.

As the melody played on, I closed my eyes and let it wash over me, knowing that this holiday would be one to remember forever.