Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Aedwolf looks up from his book:Who is this?
I am thou. Thou art I.
Fair enough,what do you want?
Ask questions. Get you to search yourself
I know who I am,ask me to search my soul after I´ve cleansed it.
Your mind is what needs searching.
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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 Characters (Outdated)
Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Aedwolf looks up from his book:Who is this?
I am thou. Thou art I.
Fair enough,what do you want?
Ask questions. Get you to search yourself
I know who I am,ask me to search my soul after I´ve cleansed it.
Your mind is what needs searching.
I don´t know what needs finding
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Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Kelipso hears this and looks around, confused.
Art thou prepared? To search yourself?
for what?
For the truth. For the person you are
Okay...
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
A man in a thick hood and jacket walks in. He wears a two sided mask, one side black with a white eye, the other all white with a Black eye hole. He is dressed in modern clothing, Black jeans with numerous stains, thick brown hunting boots, a knife holster on his belt for a hunting knife, and a rope on his back.
Jack watches the man as he walks in, flipping his knife in the air.
*if you want access to his story, his profile, or a description please ask because this is a hard character to understand.*
He sits down at a table and checks on his ropes. As he moves around, its evident that his arms have small holes and prices of metal sticking out of them.
Jack decides to get up and walk over. sitting across from him in a chair.
*I'd like to see his story, can't let a good backstory go to waste!*
Time for the longest story in history
Okay so this guys name is Anthony Birx. He was raised in the Appalachian mountains by his father, his mother died of a curable disease but considering his father was a cheap skate, he shot his wife instead of letting her suffer. Anthony was witness to this. Later on his father fell into a depression and grew abusive and started hating his own son, he would lock Anthony in their hallway closet and leave him there for days. One day Anthony had enough and busted out, breaking down the door. He grabbed his fathers hunting knife and killed his father in cold blood. Anthony stayed in the house but considering his father payed electrical and water bills, Anthony lost water and electrical. This caused him to learn to hunt and forgage. However loneliness can be crippling, Anthony started talking to himself and started having imaginary friends, this was the beginning of his split personality disorder. One day, their mile away neighbor, Annie, came to the house after seeing Anthony out in their backwoods. She went into the house to find it a wreck, dead animal bodies strung up from the ceiling, blood and mud covered the floors. It was evident he was here still. She went looking for him only to find that he was mentally ill, he was in the upstairs room talking to something in the corner. He went ballistic once he was found by her and killed her.
After Annie went missing, her father went after her to her last known location, the Birx house. He had brought along numerous Guns just incase of bears. He went into the house, the putrid stink hitting him first, then the sight of his daughter disembowled. He shot Anthony multiple times (hence the holes in his chest and arms) but Anthony, only running on instinct and urge to eat, killed him as well.
*Believe it or not, I've actually seen longer."
Jack snaps his fingers, making his knife turn into his chain choker. He then locks his fingers together and rested his head on them. "Hey."
the man tilts his head in confusion, wondering who this is. "Hi.." He says, he rolls up his sleeves. His arms are periced with shards of metal.
Jack smiles as he sees his arms. "Are those painful?"
"not really" he said and touches them, he pulls one out with a yank. It comes out with almost no blood. He chuckles.
Jack seems disappointed. "Oh, well. What brings you here?"
"had to leave my town" he said and chuckled again. He messes with his knife, it had dried blood on it.
"You seem like a fun individual." He points to the knife. "I'm guessing that's not animal?"
"its not like im trying to hide it" he said and chuckled
Jack chuckles with him. "Even if you did, I would still be able to tell you're a killer."
"heh" he says and smiles underneath his mask.
"I'm Jack." He reaches his hand out to shake.
"Anthony" he said but didn't shake. "sorry, but im not a big touchy feely guy"
"It's alright." He retracts his hand.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Aedwolf looks up from his book:Who is this?
I am thou. Thou art I.
Fair enough,what do you want?
Ask questions. Get you to search yourself
I know who I am,ask me to search my soul after I´ve cleansed it.
Your mind is what needs searching.
I don´t know what needs finding
Your thoughts. Your way of thinking. Ideas
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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)
Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Ettor looks around. "Huh?"
Are you ready to search yourself?
"I guess I have the time."
If you had a person you care about disappear, what would you do?
"I don't know, 'cause there isn't anyone I really care about."
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Kelipso hears this and looks around, confused.
Art thou prepared? To search yourself?
for what?
For the truth. For the person you are
Okay...
How far would you go for power?
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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)
A man in a thick hood and jacket walks in. He wears a two sided mask, one side black with a white eye, the other all white with a Black eye hole. He is dressed in modern clothing, Black jeans with numerous stains, thick brown hunting boots, a knife holster on his belt for a hunting knife, and a rope on his back.
Jack watches the man as he walks in, flipping his knife in the air.
*if you want access to his story, his profile, or a description please ask because this is a hard character to understand.*
He sits down at a table and checks on his ropes. As he moves around, its evident that his arms have small holes and prices of metal sticking out of them.
Jack decides to get up and walk over. sitting across from him in a chair.
*I'd like to see his story, can't let a good backstory go to waste!*
Time for the longest story in history
Okay so this guys name is Anthony Birx. He was raised in the Appalachian mountains by his father, his mother died of a curable disease but considering his father was a cheap skate, he shot his wife instead of letting her suffer. Anthony was witness to this. Later on his father fell into a depression and grew abusive and started hating his own son, he would lock Anthony in their hallway closet and leave him there for days. One day Anthony had enough and busted out, breaking down the door. He grabbed his fathers hunting knife and killed his father in cold blood. Anthony stayed in the house but considering his father payed electrical and water bills, Anthony lost water and electrical. This caused him to learn to hunt and forgage. However loneliness can be crippling, Anthony started talking to himself and started having imaginary friends, this was the beginning of his split personality disorder. One day, their mile away neighbor, Annie, came to the house after seeing Anthony out in their backwoods. She went into the house to find it a wreck, dead animal bodies strung up from the ceiling, blood and mud covered the floors. It was evident he was here still. She went looking for him only to find that he was mentally ill, he was in the upstairs room talking to something in the corner. He went ballistic once he was found by her and killed her.
After Annie went missing, her father went after her to her last known location, the Birx house. He had brought along numerous Guns just incase of bears. He went into the house, the putrid stink hitting him first, then the sight of his daughter disembowled. He shot Anthony multiple times (hence the holes in his chest and arms) but Anthony, only running on instinct and urge to eat, killed him as well.
*Believe it or not, I've actually seen longer."
Jack snaps his fingers, making his knife turn into his chain choker. He then locks his fingers together and rested his head on them. "Hey."
the man tilts his head in confusion, wondering who this is. "Hi.." He says, he rolls up his sleeves. His arms are periced with shards of metal.
Jack smiles as he sees his arms. "Are those painful?"
"not really" he said and touches them, he pulls one out with a yank. It comes out with almost no blood. He chuckles.
Jack seems disappointed. "Oh, well. What brings you here?"
"had to leave my town" he said and chuckled again. He messes with his knife, it had dried blood on it.
"You seem like a fun individual." He points to the knife. "I'm guessing that's not animal?"
"its not like im trying to hide it" he said and chuckled
Jack chuckles with him. "Even if you did, I would still be able to tell you're a killer."
"heh" he says and smiles underneath his mask.
"I'm Jack." He reaches his hand out to shake.
"Anthony" he said but didn't shake. "sorry, but im not a big touchy feely guy"
"It's alright." He retracts his hand.
"sorry, an issue with Haphephobia" he said and rubbed his bulleted skin
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Aedwolf looks up from his book:Who is this?
I am thou. Thou art I.
Fair enough,what do you want?
Ask questions. Get you to search yourself
I know who I am,ask me to search my soul after I´ve cleansed it.
Your mind is what needs searching.
I don´t know what needs finding
Your thoughts. Your way of thinking. Ideas
I know how I think,what I want to know is how to stay out of the control of the vampire-lich that cursed me.
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Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Ettor looks around. "Huh?"
Are you ready to search yourself?
"I guess I have the time."
If you had a person you care about disappear, what would you do?
"I don't know, 'cause there isn't anyone I really care about."
What would you do for an item of power?
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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)
A man in a thick hood and jacket walks in. He wears a two sided mask, one side black with a white eye, the other all white with a Black eye hole. He is dressed in modern clothing, Black jeans with numerous stains, thick brown hunting boots, a knife holster on his belt for a hunting knife, and a rope on his back.
Jack watches the man as he walks in, flipping his knife in the air.
*if you want access to his story, his profile, or a description please ask because this is a hard character to understand.*
He sits down at a table and checks on his ropes. As he moves around, its evident that his arms have small holes and prices of metal sticking out of them.
Jack decides to get up and walk over. sitting across from him in a chair.
*I'd like to see his story, can't let a good backstory go to waste!*
Time for the longest story in history
Okay so this guys name is Anthony Birx. He was raised in the Appalachian mountains by his father, his mother died of a curable disease but considering his father was a cheap skate, he shot his wife instead of letting her suffer. Anthony was witness to this. Later on his father fell into a depression and grew abusive and started hating his own son, he would lock Anthony in their hallway closet and leave him there for days. One day Anthony had enough and busted out, breaking down the door. He grabbed his fathers hunting knife and killed his father in cold blood. Anthony stayed in the house but considering his father payed electrical and water bills, Anthony lost water and electrical. This caused him to learn to hunt and forgage. However loneliness can be crippling, Anthony started talking to himself and started having imaginary friends, this was the beginning of his split personality disorder. One day, their mile away neighbor, Annie, came to the house after seeing Anthony out in their backwoods. She went into the house to find it a wreck, dead animal bodies strung up from the ceiling, blood and mud covered the floors. It was evident he was here still. She went looking for him only to find that he was mentally ill, he was in the upstairs room talking to something in the corner. He went ballistic once he was found by her and killed her.
After Annie went missing, her father went after her to her last known location, the Birx house. He had brought along numerous Guns just incase of bears. He went into the house, the putrid stink hitting him first, then the sight of his daughter disembowled. He shot Anthony multiple times (hence the holes in his chest and arms) but Anthony, only running on instinct and urge to eat, killed him as well.
*Believe it or not, I've actually seen longer."
Jack snaps his fingers, making his knife turn into his chain choker. He then locks his fingers together and rested his head on them. "Hey."
the man tilts his head in confusion, wondering who this is. "Hi.." He says, he rolls up his sleeves. His arms are periced with shards of metal.
Jack smiles as he sees his arms. "Are those painful?"
"not really" he said and touches them, he pulls one out with a yank. It comes out with almost no blood. He chuckles.
Jack seems disappointed. "Oh, well. What brings you here?"
"had to leave my town" he said and chuckled again. He messes with his knife, it had dried blood on it.
"You seem like a fun individual." He points to the knife. "I'm guessing that's not animal?"
"its not like im trying to hide it" he said and chuckled
Jack chuckles with him. "Even if you did, I would still be able to tell you're a killer."
"heh" he says and smiles underneath his mask.
"I'm Jack." He reaches his hand out to shake.
"Anthony" he said but didn't shake. "sorry, but im not a big touchy feely guy"
"It's alright." He retracts his hand.
"sorry, an issue with Haphephobia" he said and rubbed his bulleted skin
"The fear of being touched, right? I love experimenting with those type of people."
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Kelipso hears this and looks around, confused.
Art thou prepared? To search yourself?
for what?
For the truth. For the person you are
Okay...
How far would you go for power?
Not far to be honest, I don't crave it
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
A man in a thick hood and jacket walks in. He wears a two sided mask, one side black with a white eye, the other all white with a Black eye hole. He is dressed in modern clothing, Black jeans with numerous stains, thick brown hunting boots, a knife holster on his belt for a hunting knife, and a rope on his back.
Jack watches the man as he walks in, flipping his knife in the air.
*if you want access to his story, his profile, or a description please ask because this is a hard character to understand.*
He sits down at a table and checks on his ropes. As he moves around, its evident that his arms have small holes and prices of metal sticking out of them.
Jack decides to get up and walk over. sitting across from him in a chair.
*I'd like to see his story, can't let a good backstory go to waste!*
Time for the longest story in history
Okay so this guys name is Anthony Birx. He was raised in the Appalachian mountains by his father, his mother died of a curable disease but considering his father was a cheap skate, he shot his wife instead of letting her suffer. Anthony was witness to this. Later on his father fell into a depression and grew abusive and started hating his own son, he would lock Anthony in their hallway closet and leave him there for days. One day Anthony had enough and busted out, breaking down the door. He grabbed his fathers hunting knife and killed his father in cold blood. Anthony stayed in the house but considering his father payed electrical and water bills, Anthony lost water and electrical. This caused him to learn to hunt and forgage. However loneliness can be crippling, Anthony started talking to himself and started having imaginary friends, this was the beginning of his split personality disorder. One day, their mile away neighbor, Annie, came to the house after seeing Anthony out in their backwoods. She went into the house to find it a wreck, dead animal bodies strung up from the ceiling, blood and mud covered the floors. It was evident he was here still. She went looking for him only to find that he was mentally ill, he was in the upstairs room talking to something in the corner. He went ballistic once he was found by her and killed her.
After Annie went missing, her father went after her to her last known location, the Birx house. He had brought along numerous Guns just incase of bears. He went into the house, the putrid stink hitting him first, then the sight of his daughter disembowled. He shot Anthony multiple times (hence the holes in his chest and arms) but Anthony, only running on instinct and urge to eat, killed him as well.
*Believe it or not, I've actually seen longer."
Jack snaps his fingers, making his knife turn into his chain choker. He then locks his fingers together and rested his head on them. "Hey."
the man tilts his head in confusion, wondering who this is. "Hi.." He says, he rolls up his sleeves. His arms are periced with shards of metal.
Jack smiles as he sees his arms. "Are those painful?"
"not really" he said and touches them, he pulls one out with a yank. It comes out with almost no blood. He chuckles.
Jack seems disappointed. "Oh, well. What brings you here?"
"had to leave my town" he said and chuckled again. He messes with his knife, it had dried blood on it.
"You seem like a fun individual." He points to the knife. "I'm guessing that's not animal?"
"its not like im trying to hide it" he said and chuckled
Jack chuckles with him. "Even if you did, I would still be able to tell you're a killer."
"heh" he says and smiles underneath his mask.
"I'm Jack." He reaches his hand out to shake.
"Anthony" he said but didn't shake. "sorry, but im not a big touchy feely guy"
"It's alright." He retracts his hand.
"sorry, an issue with Haphephobia" he said and rubbed his bulleted skin
"The fear of being touched, right? I love experimenting with those type of people."
"touch me and die" he warned, he didn't seem like he was joking.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Ettor looks around. "Huh?"
Are you ready to search yourself?
"I guess I have the time."
If you had a person you care about disappear, what would you do?
"I don't know, 'cause there isn't anyone I really care about."
What would you do for an item of power?
"I'm already as powerful as I want to be."
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Kelipso hears this and looks around, confused.
Art thou prepared? To search yourself?
for what?
For the truth. For the person you are
Okay...
How far would you go for power?
Not far to be honest, I don't crave it
If you had a way to protect people you care about, how much would you risk for it?
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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)
Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Kelipso hears this and looks around, confused.
Art thou prepared? To search yourself?
for what?
For the truth. For the person you are
Okay...
How far would you go for power?
Not far to be honest, I don't crave it
If you had a way to protect people you care about, how much would you risk for it?
My own life for Jason and Gordon.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Ettor looks around. "Huh?"
Are you ready to search yourself?
"I guess I have the time."
If you had a person you care about disappear, what would you do?
"I don't know, 'cause there isn't anyone I really care about."
What would you do for an item of power?
"I'm already as powerful as I want to be."
What do you truely seek? Beyond what you tell people? Whats the real thing you want?
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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)
Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Kelipso hears this and looks around, confused.
Art thou prepared? To search yourself?
for what?
For the truth. For the person you are
Okay...
How far would you go for power?
Not far to be honest, I don't crave it
If you had a way to protect people you care about, how much would you risk for it?
My own life for Jason and Gordon.
Would you ever go beyond life? To the point of torment of the soul? Eternally?
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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)
A man in a thick hood and jacket walks in. He wears a two sided mask, one side black with a white eye, the other all white with a Black eye hole. He is dressed in modern clothing, Black jeans with numerous stains, thick brown hunting boots, a knife holster on his belt for a hunting knife, and a rope on his back.
Jack watches the man as he walks in, flipping his knife in the air.
*if you want access to his story, his profile, or a description please ask because this is a hard character to understand.*
He sits down at a table and checks on his ropes. As he moves around, its evident that his arms have small holes and prices of metal sticking out of them.
Jack decides to get up and walk over. sitting across from him in a chair.
*I'd like to see his story, can't let a good backstory go to waste!*
Time for the longest story in history
Okay so this guys name is Anthony Birx. He was raised in the Appalachian mountains by his father, his mother died of a curable disease but considering his father was a cheap skate, he shot his wife instead of letting her suffer. Anthony was witness to this. Later on his father fell into a depression and grew abusive and started hating his own son, he would lock Anthony in their hallway closet and leave him there for days. One day Anthony had enough and busted out, breaking down the door. He grabbed his fathers hunting knife and killed his father in cold blood. Anthony stayed in the house but considering his father payed electrical and water bills, Anthony lost water and electrical. This caused him to learn to hunt and forgage. However loneliness can be crippling, Anthony started talking to himself and started having imaginary friends, this was the beginning of his split personality disorder. One day, their mile away neighbor, Annie, came to the house after seeing Anthony out in their backwoods. She went into the house to find it a wreck, dead animal bodies strung up from the ceiling, blood and mud covered the floors. It was evident he was here still. She went looking for him only to find that he was mentally ill, he was in the upstairs room talking to something in the corner. He went ballistic once he was found by her and killed her.
After Annie went missing, her father went after her to her last known location, the Birx house. He had brought along numerous Guns just incase of bears. He went into the house, the putrid stink hitting him first, then the sight of his daughter disembowled. He shot Anthony multiple times (hence the holes in his chest and arms) but Anthony, only running on instinct and urge to eat, killed him as well.
*Believe it or not, I've actually seen longer."
Jack snaps his fingers, making his knife turn into his chain choker. He then locks his fingers together and rested his head on them. "Hey."
the man tilts his head in confusion, wondering who this is. "Hi.." He says, he rolls up his sleeves. His arms are periced with shards of metal.
Jack smiles as he sees his arms. "Are those painful?"
"not really" he said and touches them, he pulls one out with a yank. It comes out with almost no blood. He chuckles.
Jack seems disappointed. "Oh, well. What brings you here?"
"had to leave my town" he said and chuckled again. He messes with his knife, it had dried blood on it.
"You seem like a fun individual." He points to the knife. "I'm guessing that's not animal?"
"its not like im trying to hide it" he said and chuckled
Jack chuckles with him. "Even if you did, I would still be able to tell you're a killer."
"heh" he says and smiles underneath his mask.
"I'm Jack." He reaches his hand out to shake.
"Anthony" he said but didn't shake. "sorry, but im not a big touchy feely guy"
"It's alright." He retracts his hand.
"sorry, an issue with Haphephobia" he said and rubbed his bulleted skin
"The fear of being touched, right? I love experimenting with those type of people."
"touch me and die" he warned, he didn't seem like he was joking.
"I don't fear death, besides, I doubt you could kill anyone here without getting attacked yourself."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Everyone downstairs who doesnt know Enethia gets a voiceless telepathic message I am thou. Thou art I. Thou hast time to discover yourself. To find thy wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. Are you prepared for the first question?
Kelipso hears this and looks around, confused.
Art thou prepared? To search yourself?
for what?
For the truth. For the person you are
Okay...
How far would you go for power?
Not far to be honest, I don't crave it
If you had a way to protect people you care about, how much would you risk for it?
My own life for Jason and Gordon.
Would you ever go beyond life? To the point of torment of the soul? Eternally?
No! No one deserves to be in pain.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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Your mind is what needs searching.
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!
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I don´t know what needs finding
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
Okay...
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"It's alright." He retracts his hand.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Your thoughts. Your way of thinking. Ideas
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)
"I don't know, 'cause there isn't anyone I really care about."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
How far would you go for power?
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)
"sorry, an issue with Haphephobia" he said and rubbed his bulleted skin
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
I know how I think,what I want to know is how to stay out of the control of the vampire-lich that cursed me.
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
What would you do for an item of power?
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)
"The fear of being touched, right? I love experimenting with those type of people."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Not far to be honest, I don't crave it
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"touch me and die" he warned, he didn't seem like he was joking.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I'm already as powerful as I want to be."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
If you had a way to protect people you care about, how much would you risk for it?
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)
My own life for Jason and Gordon.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
What do you truely seek? Beyond what you tell people? Whats the real thing you want?
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)
Would you ever go beyond life? To the point of torment of the soul? Eternally?
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)
"I don't fear death, besides, I doubt you could kill anyone here without getting attacked yourself."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
No! No one deserves to be in pain.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]