“Ahem. Welcome to Song/Storytime! Be warned! My tales focus on the great heroes of old, and you may not be ready for the thrills of my music. And now, let the story begin!” He gets out a horn and a kick drum, and sets down a rock, perfectly cubical, with a smiley face and a cowboy hat.
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“Ahem. Welcome to Song/Storytime! Be warned! My tales focus on the great heroes of old, and you may not be ready for the thrills of my music. And now, let the story begin!” He gets out a horn and a kick drum, and sets down a rock, perfectly cubical, with a smiley face and a cowboy hat.
After placing the rock on the drum stool, he introduces himself and the rock. “I am Mweep the Whatchamacult, and this is my only friend, Fren.”
Enethia goes back to whatever she was doing, writing them off as crazy
Ink looks interested, but also worried
Tefeerinn watches quietly, while getting ready to go
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
“Not too long ago, a certain ginger Felis marched out to war. Armed with a shield and a wrhammer, he strode into battle against a rival pride, determined to win without taking unnecessary lives…”
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“He charged forth, with his shield preceding his small, furry might. Using his momentum, Buttons (that was his name) ran forward bashing foes to the ground.” The rock (despite not having legs, or any limbs really) stamps the kick drum several times to emphasize the blows. “It took a mere hour before Buttons and his pride won the war, but he knew they would return…”
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“He charged forth, with his shield preceding his small, furry might. Using his momentum, Buttons (that was his name) ran forward bashing foes to the ground.” The rock (despite not having legs, or any limbs really) stamps the kick drum several times to emphasize the blows. “It took a mere hour before Buttons and his pride won the war, but he knew they would return…”
“He charged forth, with his shield preceding his small, furry might. Using his momentum, Buttons (that was his name) ran forward bashing foes to the ground.” The rock (despite not having legs, or any limbs really) stamps the kick drum several times to emphasize the blows. “It took a mere hour before Buttons and his pride won the war, but he knew they would return…”
"How is the rock doing that?"
Mweep says, “don’t question it. He just is.”
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“He charged forth, with his shield preceding his small, furry might. Using his momentum, Buttons (that was his name) ran forward bashing foes to the ground.” The rock (despite not having legs, or any limbs really) stamps the kick drum several times to emphasize the blows. “It took a mere hour before Buttons and his pride won the war, but he knew they would return…”
A patron steps into the foreground and claps. "Bravo, Bravo. What is your name again?" They have bright green eyes, scarlet hair, elf ears, the body of a halfing, and an everpresent aura of calm surrounds them
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“Anyhow, he knew he would need more power, so he went to the pride elders and requested the recipe for a sweet chocolate cake and 270 enhancement rituals. He was granted the cake recipe and one ritual, which he used to bond with his shield and his newly-bestowed great hammer...”
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“Anyhow, he knew he would need more power, so he went to the pride elders and requested the recipe for a sweet chocolate cake and 270 enhancement rituals. He was granted the cake recipe and one ritual, which he used to bond with his shield and his newly-bestowed great hammer...”
The halfling watches with great interest
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“He charged forth, with his shield preceding his small, furry might. Using his momentum, Buttons (that was his name) ran forward bashing foes to the ground.” The rock (despite not having legs, or any limbs really) stamps the kick drum several times to emphasize the blows. “It took a mere hour before Buttons and his pride won the war, but he knew they would return…”
A patron steps into the foreground and claps. "Bravo, Bravo. What is your name again?" They have bright green eyes, scarlet hair, elf ears, the body of a halfing, and an everpresent aura of calm surrounds them
“I am Mweep, the Whatchamacult, and I have come to tell you of the story of Captain Cuddles.”
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Slinky becomes Kinsley and walks over before plopping down on the floor, "STORYTIME!"
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“Ahem. Welcome to Song/Storytime! Be warned! My tales focus on the great heroes of old, and you may not be ready for the thrills of my music. And now, let the story begin!” He gets out a horn and a kick drum, and sets down a rock, perfectly cubical, with a smiley face and a cowboy hat.
Please take a look at my D&D art compilation!
*Random and maniacal evil laughter*
After placing the rock on the drum stool, he introduces himself and the rock. “I am Mweep the Whatchamacult, and this is my only friend, Fren.”
Please take a look at my D&D art compilation!
*Random and maniacal evil laughter*
Lysander simply watches
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I am enjoying this scene.*
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"Hallo Mweep."
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Enethia goes back to whatever she was doing, writing them off as crazy
Ink looks interested, but also worried
Tefeerinn watches quietly, while getting ready to go
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
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Please take a look at my D&D art compilation!
*Random and maniacal evil laughter*
*Recap? I can't be on for too long, but...*
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
“Not too long ago, a certain ginger Felis marched out to war. Armed with a shield and a wrhammer, he strode into battle against a rival pride, determined to win without taking unnecessary lives…”
Please take a look at my D&D art compilation!
*Random and maniacal evil laughter*
*lysander is talking to people… oh and he lets Nia go*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“He charged forth, with his shield preceding his small, furry might. Using his momentum, Buttons (that was his name) ran forward bashing foes to the ground.” The rock (despite not having legs, or any limbs really) stamps the kick drum several times to emphasize the blows. “It took a mere hour before Buttons and his pride won the war, but he knew they would return…”
Please take a look at my D&D art compilation!
*Random and maniacal evil laughter*
"How is the rock doing that?"
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( u u)
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*I am new, and a Bard, and am telling a story*
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*Random and maniacal evil laughter*
Mweep says, “don’t question it. He just is.”
Please take a look at my D&D art compilation!
*Random and maniacal evil laughter*
A patron steps into the foreground and claps. "Bravo, Bravo. What is your name again?" They have bright green eyes, scarlet hair, elf ears, the body of a halfing, and an everpresent aura of calm surrounds them
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“Anyhow, he knew he would need more power, so he went to the pride elders and requested the recipe for a sweet chocolate cake and 270 enhancement rituals. He was granted the cake recipe and one ritual, which he used to bond with his shield and his newly-bestowed great hammer...”
Please take a look at my D&D art compilation!
*Random and maniacal evil laughter*
The halfling watches with great interest
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“I am Mweep, the Whatchamacult, and I have come to tell you of the story of Captain Cuddles.”
Please take a look at my D&D art compilation!
*Random and maniacal evil laughter*