A man wearing a Mexican poncho and baggy trousers walks into town. He has hair down to his waist and a beard down to his knees, completely covering his face. He carries a small satchel with him.
*here be hobojo*
Shoes looks their way and waves a gloved hand
He grins and waves back. Shoes wonders how he could see them. Hobojo walks over. “Greetings, friend.”
*Description please*
*5'8 tall person with a cardboard box head with a cute cat face painted on the front. wears pastel/rainbow sweater and grey overalls with a strap taken off. carries a sword on their back that is made of gold and silver. wears blue sneakers with little white wings on the sides.*
Shoes jumps off the building and walks over. their voice sounds like a mix of both male and female. "How are you and who are you?" they asked
He salutes “Good, friend, they call me Joe. Who be you?”
"Im shoes!" they said and jumped up to match Joe's height
*they are 19*
“Nice teh meet ya Shoes,” he indicates Shoes’s shoes, “would ye like em polished?”
"my sneaks?" they said looking down at their sneakers "im fine for right now"
“Ah ok, that’s a nice hat ye got there”
*Hobojo’s age is indiscernible, he looks maybe 40-50, but it’s hard to tell. My idea for this character is that he is essentially the versatile Jack-of-all-trades kind o’ guy who will do anything that the other characters want for a bit of pay, short of harming another person.*
*lol, Shoes is just hyper af*
"its not a hat, its my head" they said and removed they box from their neck. underneath was nothing just the neck stub
Joe seems a bit taken back by this, but grins. “Well then, that’s a nice head ye got there. Tell me, are ye a construct?”
"i guess i am" they said and put their head back on "i dont know what i am"
“Heh, fascinating!” He walks around Shoes, “remarkable design.” He chuckles. “And ta think, I was about te ask ye if ye’d ever had to use the box fer a bedroom!”
A man wearing a Mexican poncho and baggy trousers walks into town. He has hair down to his waist and a beard down to his knees, completely covering his face. He carries a small satchel with him.
*here be hobojo*
Shoes looks their way and waves a gloved hand
He grins and waves back. Shoes wonders how he could see them. Hobojo walks over. “Greetings, friend.”
*Description please*
*5'8 tall person with a cardboard box head with a cute cat face painted on the front. wears pastel/rainbow sweater and grey overalls with a strap taken off. carries a sword on their back that is made of gold and silver. wears blue sneakers with little white wings on the sides.*
Shoes jumps off the building and walks over. their voice sounds like a mix of both male and female. "How are you and who are you?" they asked
He salutes “Good, friend, they call me Joe. Who be you?”
"Im shoes!" they said and jumped up to match Joe's height
*they are 19*
“Nice teh meet ya Shoes,” he indicates Shoes’s shoes, “would ye like em polished?”
"my sneaks?" they said looking down at their sneakers "im fine for right now"
“Ah ok, that’s a nice hat ye got there”
*Hobojo’s age is indiscernible, he looks maybe 40-50, but it’s hard to tell. My idea for this character is that he is essentially the versatile Jack-of-all-trades kind o’ guy who will do anything that the other characters want for a bit of pay, short of harming another person.*
*lol, Shoes is just hyper af*
"its not a hat, its my head" they said and removed they box from their neck. underneath was nothing just the neck stub
Joe seems a bit taken back by this, but grins. “Well then, that’s a nice head ye got there. Tell me, are ye a construct?”
"i guess i am" they said and put their head back on "i dont know what i am"
“Heh, fascinating!” He walks around Shoes, “remarkable design.” He chuckles. “And ta think, I was about te ask ye if ye’d ever had to use the box fer a bedroom!”
shoes takes off their head, it was a empty open box but a vice still admitted from it, "no, i sleep in a normal bed, my head just sits on a cabinet"
“Hmm. Judging by the design…I’d say you were probably made by a Gnome. But ye seem much to realistic to fit with their wont - they love their copper and brass too much for denim and cardboard.” Joe muses to himself
"my skin feels fleshy" they said and waved an arm like a noodle
“Indeed it does. Heh. Where’re ye from, Shoes?”
"Northlands!" they said and smiled, they took out their sword and started swing it around like they were fighting invisible enemies "Im a fighter!"
Joe whistles. “Evidently”
"yah!" Shoes stabs a mailbox and turns around, happy "enemy has been slayed"
“That’s a nice sword you got there”
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
A man wearing a Mexican poncho and baggy trousers walks into town. He has hair down to his waist and a beard down to his knees, completely covering his face. He carries a small satchel with him.
*here be hobojo*
Shoes looks their way and waves a gloved hand
He grins and waves back. Shoes wonders how he could see them. Hobojo walks over. “Greetings, friend.”
*Description please*
*5'8 tall person with a cardboard box head with a cute cat face painted on the front. wears pastel/rainbow sweater and grey overalls with a strap taken off. carries a sword on their back that is made of gold and silver. wears blue sneakers with little white wings on the sides.*
Shoes jumps off the building and walks over. their voice sounds like a mix of both male and female. "How are you and who are you?" they asked
He salutes “Good, friend, they call me Joe. Who be you?”
"Im shoes!" they said and jumped up to match Joe's height
*they are 19*
“Nice teh meet ya Shoes,” he indicates Shoes’s shoes, “would ye like em polished?”
"my sneaks?" they said looking down at their sneakers "im fine for right now"
“Ah ok, that’s a nice hat ye got there”
*Hobojo’s age is indiscernible, he looks maybe 40-50, but it’s hard to tell. My idea for this character is that he is essentially the versatile Jack-of-all-trades kind o’ guy who will do anything that the other characters want for a bit of pay, short of harming another person.*
*lol, Shoes is just hyper af*
"its not a hat, its my head" they said and removed they box from their neck. underneath was nothing just the neck stub
Joe seems a bit taken back by this, but grins. “Well then, that’s a nice head ye got there. Tell me, are ye a construct?”
"i guess i am" they said and put their head back on "i dont know what i am"
“Heh, fascinating!” He walks around Shoes, “remarkable design.” He chuckles. “And ta think, I was about te ask ye if ye’d ever had to use the box fer a bedroom!”
A man wearing a Mexican poncho and baggy trousers walks into town. He has hair down to his waist and a beard down to his knees, completely covering his face. He carries a small satchel with him.
*here be hobojo*
Shoes looks their way and waves a gloved hand
He grins and waves back. Shoes wonders how he could see them. Hobojo walks over. “Greetings, friend.”
*Description please*
*5'8 tall person with a cardboard box head with a cute cat face painted on the front. wears pastel/rainbow sweater and grey overalls with a strap taken off. carries a sword on their back that is made of gold and silver. wears blue sneakers with little white wings on the sides.*
Shoes jumps off the building and walks over. their voice sounds like a mix of both male and female. "How are you and who are you?" they asked
He salutes “Good, friend, they call me Joe. Who be you?”
"Im shoes!" they said and jumped up to match Joe's height
*they are 19*
“Nice teh meet ya Shoes,” he indicates Shoes’s shoes, “would ye like em polished?”
"my sneaks?" they said looking down at their sneakers "im fine for right now"
“Ah ok, that’s a nice hat ye got there”
*Hobojo’s age is indiscernible, he looks maybe 40-50, but it’s hard to tell. My idea for this character is that he is essentially the versatile Jack-of-all-trades kind o’ guy who will do anything that the other characters want for a bit of pay, short of harming another person.*
*lol, Shoes is just hyper af*
"its not a hat, its my head" they said and removed they box from their neck. underneath was nothing just the neck stub
Joe seems a bit taken back by this, but grins. “Well then, that’s a nice head ye got there. Tell me, are ye a construct?”
"i guess i am" they said and put their head back on "i dont know what i am"
“Heh, fascinating!” He walks around Shoes, “remarkable design.” He chuckles. “And ta think, I was about te ask ye if ye’d ever had to use the box fer a bedroom!”
shoes takes off their head, it was a empty open box but a vice still admitted from it, "no, i sleep in a normal bed, my head just sits on a cabinet"
“Hmm. Judging by the design…I’d say you were probably made by a Gnome. But ye seem much to realistic to fit with their wont - they love their copper and brass too much for denim and cardboard.” Joe muses to himself
"my skin feels fleshy" they said and waved an arm like a noodle
“Indeed it does. Heh. Where’re ye from, Shoes?”
"Northlands!" they said and smiled, they took out their sword and started swing it around like they were fighting invisible enemies "Im a fighter!"
Joe whistles. “Evidently”
"yah!" Shoes stabs a mailbox and turns around, happy "enemy has been slayed"
“That’s a nice sword you got there”
"thank you! this is Socks the sword!" they said and chuckled
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man wearing a Mexican poncho and baggy trousers walks into town. He has hair down to his waist and a beard down to his knees, completely covering his face. He carries a small satchel with him.
*here be hobojo*
Shoes looks their way and waves a gloved hand
He grins and waves back. Shoes wonders how he could see them. Hobojo walks over. “Greetings, friend.”
*Description please*
*5'8 tall person with a cardboard box head with a cute cat face painted on the front. wears pastel/rainbow sweater and grey overalls with a strap taken off. carries a sword on their back that is made of gold and silver. wears blue sneakers with little white wings on the sides.*
Shoes jumps off the building and walks over. their voice sounds like a mix of both male and female. "How are you and who are you?" they asked
He salutes “Good, friend, they call me Joe. Who be you?”
"Im shoes!" they said and jumped up to match Joe's height
*they are 19*
“Nice teh meet ya Shoes,” he indicates Shoes’s shoes, “would ye like em polished?”
"my sneaks?" they said looking down at their sneakers "im fine for right now"
“Ah ok, that’s a nice hat ye got there”
*Hobojo’s age is indiscernible, he looks maybe 40-50, but it’s hard to tell. My idea for this character is that he is essentially the versatile Jack-of-all-trades kind o’ guy who will do anything that the other characters want for a bit of pay, short of harming another person.*
*lol, Shoes is just hyper af*
"its not a hat, its my head" they said and removed they box from their neck. underneath was nothing just the neck stub
Joe seems a bit taken back by this, but grins. “Well then, that’s a nice head ye got there. Tell me, are ye a construct?”
"i guess i am" they said and put their head back on "i dont know what i am"
“Heh, fascinating!” He walks around Shoes, “remarkable design.” He chuckles. “And ta think, I was about te ask ye if ye’d ever had to use the box fer a bedroom!”
A man wearing a Mexican poncho and baggy trousers walks into town. He has hair down to his waist and a beard down to his knees, completely covering his face. He carries a small satchel with him.
*here be hobojo*
Shoes looks their way and waves a gloved hand
He grins and waves back. Shoes wonders how he could see them. Hobojo walks over. “Greetings, friend.”
*Description please*
*5'8 tall person with a cardboard box head with a cute cat face painted on the front. wears pastel/rainbow sweater and grey overalls with a strap taken off. carries a sword on their back that is made of gold and silver. wears blue sneakers with little white wings on the sides.*
Shoes jumps off the building and walks over. their voice sounds like a mix of both male and female. "How are you and who are you?" they asked
He salutes “Good, friend, they call me Joe. Who be you?”
"Im shoes!" they said and jumped up to match Joe's height
*they are 19*
“Nice teh meet ya Shoes,” he indicates Shoes’s shoes, “would ye like em polished?”
"my sneaks?" they said looking down at their sneakers "im fine for right now"
“Ah ok, that’s a nice hat ye got there”
*Hobojo’s age is indiscernible, he looks maybe 40-50, but it’s hard to tell. My idea for this character is that he is essentially the versatile Jack-of-all-trades kind o’ guy who will do anything that the other characters want for a bit of pay, short of harming another person.*
*lol, Shoes is just hyper af*
"its not a hat, its my head" they said and removed they box from their neck. underneath was nothing just the neck stub
Joe seems a bit taken back by this, but grins. “Well then, that’s a nice head ye got there. Tell me, are ye a construct?”
"i guess i am" they said and put their head back on "i dont know what i am"
“Heh, fascinating!” He walks around Shoes, “remarkable design.” He chuckles. “And ta think, I was about te ask ye if ye’d ever had to use the box fer a bedroom!”
shoes takes off their head, it was a empty open box but a vice still admitted from it, "no, i sleep in a normal bed, my head just sits on a cabinet"
“Hmm. Judging by the design…I’d say you were probably made by a Gnome. But ye seem much to realistic to fit with their wont - they love their copper and brass too much for denim and cardboard.” Joe muses to himself
"my skin feels fleshy" they said and waved an arm like a noodle
“Indeed it does. Heh. Where’re ye from, Shoes?”
"Northlands!" they said and smiled, they took out their sword and started swing it around like they were fighting invisible enemies "Im a fighter!"
Joe whistles. “Evidently”
"yah!" Shoes stabs a mailbox and turns around, happy "enemy has been slayed"
“That’s a nice sword you got there”
"thank you! this is Socks the sword!" they said and chuckled
“Fitting name, for a fighter named Shoes. Is your sheath named feet?”
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
A man wearing a Mexican poncho and baggy trousers walks into town. He has hair down to his waist and a beard down to his knees, completely covering his face. He carries a small satchel with him.
*here be hobojo*
Shoes looks their way and waves a gloved hand
He grins and waves back. Shoes wonders how he could see them. Hobojo walks over. “Greetings, friend.”
*Description please*
*5'8 tall person with a cardboard box head with a cute cat face painted on the front. wears pastel/rainbow sweater and grey overalls with a strap taken off. carries a sword on their back that is made of gold and silver. wears blue sneakers with little white wings on the sides.*
Shoes jumps off the building and walks over. their voice sounds like a mix of both male and female. "How are you and who are you?" they asked
He salutes “Good, friend, they call me Joe. Who be you?”
"Im shoes!" they said and jumped up to match Joe's height
*they are 19*
“Nice teh meet ya Shoes,” he indicates Shoes’s shoes, “would ye like em polished?”
"my sneaks?" they said looking down at their sneakers "im fine for right now"
“Ah ok, that’s a nice hat ye got there”
*Hobojo’s age is indiscernible, he looks maybe 40-50, but it’s hard to tell. My idea for this character is that he is essentially the versatile Jack-of-all-trades kind o’ guy who will do anything that the other characters want for a bit of pay, short of harming another person.*
*lol, Shoes is just hyper af*
"its not a hat, its my head" they said and removed they box from their neck. underneath was nothing just the neck stub
Joe seems a bit taken back by this, but grins. “Well then, that’s a nice head ye got there. Tell me, are ye a construct?”
"i guess i am" they said and put their head back on "i dont know what i am"
“Heh, fascinating!” He walks around Shoes, “remarkable design.” He chuckles. “And ta think, I was about te ask ye if ye’d ever had to use the box fer a bedroom!”
A man wearing a Mexican poncho and baggy trousers walks into town. He has hair down to his waist and a beard down to his knees, completely covering his face. He carries a small satchel with him.
*here be hobojo*
Shoes looks their way and waves a gloved hand
He grins and waves back. Shoes wonders how he could see them. Hobojo walks over. “Greetings, friend.”
*Description please*
*5'8 tall person with a cardboard box head with a cute cat face painted on the front. wears pastel/rainbow sweater and grey overalls with a strap taken off. carries a sword on their back that is made of gold and silver. wears blue sneakers with little white wings on the sides.*
Shoes jumps off the building and walks over. their voice sounds like a mix of both male and female. "How are you and who are you?" they asked
He salutes “Good, friend, they call me Joe. Who be you?”
"Im shoes!" they said and jumped up to match Joe's height
*they are 19*
“Nice teh meet ya Shoes,” he indicates Shoes’s shoes, “would ye like em polished?”
"my sneaks?" they said looking down at their sneakers "im fine for right now"
“Ah ok, that’s a nice hat ye got there”
*Hobojo’s age is indiscernible, he looks maybe 40-50, but it’s hard to tell. My idea for this character is that he is essentially the versatile Jack-of-all-trades kind o’ guy who will do anything that the other characters want for a bit of pay, short of harming another person.*
*lol, Shoes is just hyper af*
"its not a hat, its my head" they said and removed they box from their neck. underneath was nothing just the neck stub
Joe seems a bit taken back by this, but grins. “Well then, that’s a nice head ye got there. Tell me, are ye a construct?”
"i guess i am" they said and put their head back on "i dont know what i am"
“Heh, fascinating!” He walks around Shoes, “remarkable design.” He chuckles. “And ta think, I was about te ask ye if ye’d ever had to use the box fer a bedroom!”
shoes takes off their head, it was a empty open box but a vice still admitted from it, "no, i sleep in a normal bed, my head just sits on a cabinet"
“Hmm. Judging by the design…I’d say you were probably made by a Gnome. But ye seem much to realistic to fit with their wont - they love their copper and brass too much for denim and cardboard.” Joe muses to himself
"my skin feels fleshy" they said and waved an arm like a noodle
“Indeed it does. Heh. Where’re ye from, Shoes?”
"Northlands!" they said and smiled, they took out their sword and started swing it around like they were fighting invisible enemies "Im a fighter!"
Joe whistles. “Evidently”
"yah!" Shoes stabs a mailbox and turns around, happy "enemy has been slayed"
“That’s a nice sword you got there”
"thank you! this is Socks the sword!" they said and chuckled
“Fitting name, for a fighter named Shoes. Is your sheath named feet?”
"No, why would you name a sheath" they asked and tilted their head
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man wearing a Mexican poncho and baggy trousers walks into town. He has hair down to his waist and a beard down to his knees, completely covering his face. He carries a small satchel with him.
*here be hobojo*
Shoes looks their way and waves a gloved hand
He grins and waves back. Shoes wonders how he could see them. Hobojo walks over. “Greetings, friend.”
*Description please*
*5'8 tall person with a cardboard box head with a cute cat face painted on the front. wears pastel/rainbow sweater and grey overalls with a strap taken off. carries a sword on their back that is made of gold and silver. wears blue sneakers with little white wings on the sides.*
Shoes jumps off the building and walks over. their voice sounds like a mix of both male and female. "How are you and who are you?" they asked
He salutes “Good, friend, they call me Joe. Who be you?”
"Im shoes!" they said and jumped up to match Joe's height
*they are 19*
“Nice teh meet ya Shoes,” he indicates Shoes’s shoes, “would ye like em polished?”
"my sneaks?" they said looking down at their sneakers "im fine for right now"
“Ah ok, that’s a nice hat ye got there”
*Hobojo’s age is indiscernible, he looks maybe 40-50, but it’s hard to tell. My idea for this character is that he is essentially the versatile Jack-of-all-trades kind o’ guy who will do anything that the other characters want for a bit of pay, short of harming another person.*
*lol, Shoes is just hyper af*
"its not a hat, its my head" they said and removed they box from their neck. underneath was nothing just the neck stub
Joe seems a bit taken back by this, but grins. “Well then, that’s a nice head ye got there. Tell me, are ye a construct?”
"i guess i am" they said and put their head back on "i dont know what i am"
“Heh, fascinating!” He walks around Shoes, “remarkable design.” He chuckles. “And ta think, I was about te ask ye if ye’d ever had to use the box fer a bedroom!”
A man wearing a Mexican poncho and baggy trousers walks into town. He has hair down to his waist and a beard down to his knees, completely covering his face. He carries a small satchel with him.
*here be hobojo*
Shoes looks their way and waves a gloved hand
He grins and waves back. Shoes wonders how he could see them. Hobojo walks over. “Greetings, friend.”
*Description please*
*5'8 tall person with a cardboard box head with a cute cat face painted on the front. wears pastel/rainbow sweater and grey overalls with a strap taken off. carries a sword on their back that is made of gold and silver. wears blue sneakers with little white wings on the sides.*
Shoes jumps off the building and walks over. their voice sounds like a mix of both male and female. "How are you and who are you?" they asked
He salutes “Good, friend, they call me Joe. Who be you?”
"Im shoes!" they said and jumped up to match Joe's height
*they are 19*
“Nice teh meet ya Shoes,” he indicates Shoes’s shoes, “would ye like em polished?”
"my sneaks?" they said looking down at their sneakers "im fine for right now"
“Ah ok, that’s a nice hat ye got there”
*Hobojo’s age is indiscernible, he looks maybe 40-50, but it’s hard to tell. My idea for this character is that he is essentially the versatile Jack-of-all-trades kind o’ guy who will do anything that the other characters want for a bit of pay, short of harming another person.*
*lol, Shoes is just hyper af*
"its not a hat, its my head" they said and removed they box from their neck. underneath was nothing just the neck stub
Joe seems a bit taken back by this, but grins. “Well then, that’s a nice head ye got there. Tell me, are ye a construct?”
"i guess i am" they said and put their head back on "i dont know what i am"
“Heh, fascinating!” He walks around Shoes, “remarkable design.” He chuckles. “And ta think, I was about te ask ye if ye’d ever had to use the box fer a bedroom!”
shoes takes off their head, it was a empty open box but a vice still admitted from it, "no, i sleep in a normal bed, my head just sits on a cabinet"
“Hmm. Judging by the design…I’d say you were probably made by a Gnome. But ye seem much to realistic to fit with their wont - they love their copper and brass too much for denim and cardboard.” Joe muses to himself
"my skin feels fleshy" they said and waved an arm like a noodle
“Indeed it does. Heh. Where’re ye from, Shoes?”
"Northlands!" they said and smiled, they took out their sword and started swing it around like they were fighting invisible enemies "Im a fighter!"
Joe whistles. “Evidently”
"yah!" Shoes stabs a mailbox and turns around, happy "enemy has been slayed"
“That’s a nice sword you got there”
"thank you! this is Socks the sword!" they said and chuckled
“Fitting name, for a fighter named Shoes. Is your sheath named feet?”
"No, why would you name a sheath" they asked and tilted their head
“Good question..” he mutters. “Well if you ever need repairs, I’m yer guy.”
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
A man wearing a Mexican poncho and baggy trousers walks into town. He has hair down to his waist and a beard down to his knees, completely covering his face. He carries a small satchel with him.
*here be hobojo*
Shoes looks their way and waves a gloved hand
He grins and waves back. Shoes wonders how he could see them. Hobojo walks over. “Greetings, friend.”
*Description please*
*5'8 tall person with a cardboard box head with a cute cat face painted on the front. wears pastel/rainbow sweater and grey overalls with a strap taken off. carries a sword on their back that is made of gold and silver. wears blue sneakers with little white wings on the sides.*
Shoes jumps off the building and walks over. their voice sounds like a mix of both male and female. "How are you and who are you?" they asked
He salutes “Good, friend, they call me Joe. Who be you?”
"Im shoes!" they said and jumped up to match Joe's height
*they are 19*
“Nice teh meet ya Shoes,” he indicates Shoes’s shoes, “would ye like em polished?”
"my sneaks?" they said looking down at their sneakers "im fine for right now"
“Ah ok, that’s a nice hat ye got there”
*Hobojo’s age is indiscernible, he looks maybe 40-50, but it’s hard to tell. My idea for this character is that he is essentially the versatile Jack-of-all-trades kind o’ guy who will do anything that the other characters want for a bit of pay, short of harming another person.*
*lol, Shoes is just hyper af*
"its not a hat, its my head" they said and removed they box from their neck. underneath was nothing just the neck stub
Joe seems a bit taken back by this, but grins. “Well then, that’s a nice head ye got there. Tell me, are ye a construct?”
"i guess i am" they said and put their head back on "i dont know what i am"
“Heh, fascinating!” He walks around Shoes, “remarkable design.” He chuckles. “And ta think, I was about te ask ye if ye’d ever had to use the box fer a bedroom!”
A man wearing a Mexican poncho and baggy trousers walks into town. He has hair down to his waist and a beard down to his knees, completely covering his face. He carries a small satchel with him.
*here be hobojo*
Shoes looks their way and waves a gloved hand
He grins and waves back. Shoes wonders how he could see them. Hobojo walks over. “Greetings, friend.”
*Description please*
*5'8 tall person with a cardboard box head with a cute cat face painted on the front. wears pastel/rainbow sweater and grey overalls with a strap taken off. carries a sword on their back that is made of gold and silver. wears blue sneakers with little white wings on the sides.*
Shoes jumps off the building and walks over. their voice sounds like a mix of both male and female. "How are you and who are you?" they asked
He salutes “Good, friend, they call me Joe. Who be you?”
"Im shoes!" they said and jumped up to match Joe's height
*they are 19*
“Nice teh meet ya Shoes,” he indicates Shoes’s shoes, “would ye like em polished?”
"my sneaks?" they said looking down at their sneakers "im fine for right now"
“Ah ok, that’s a nice hat ye got there”
*Hobojo’s age is indiscernible, he looks maybe 40-50, but it’s hard to tell. My idea for this character is that he is essentially the versatile Jack-of-all-trades kind o’ guy who will do anything that the other characters want for a bit of pay, short of harming another person.*
*lol, Shoes is just hyper af*
"its not a hat, its my head" they said and removed they box from their neck. underneath was nothing just the neck stub
Joe seems a bit taken back by this, but grins. “Well then, that’s a nice head ye got there. Tell me, are ye a construct?”
"i guess i am" they said and put their head back on "i dont know what i am"
“Heh, fascinating!” He walks around Shoes, “remarkable design.” He chuckles. “And ta think, I was about te ask ye if ye’d ever had to use the box fer a bedroom!”
shoes takes off their head, it was a empty open box but a vice still admitted from it, "no, i sleep in a normal bed, my head just sits on a cabinet"
“Hmm. Judging by the design…I’d say you were probably made by a Gnome. But ye seem much to realistic to fit with their wont - they love their copper and brass too much for denim and cardboard.” Joe muses to himself
"my skin feels fleshy" they said and waved an arm like a noodle
“Indeed it does. Heh. Where’re ye from, Shoes?”
"Northlands!" they said and smiled, they took out their sword and started swing it around like they were fighting invisible enemies "Im a fighter!"
Joe whistles. “Evidently”
"yah!" Shoes stabs a mailbox and turns around, happy "enemy has been slayed"
“That’s a nice sword you got there”
"thank you! this is Socks the sword!" they said and chuckled
“Fitting name, for a fighter named Shoes. Is your sheath named feet?”
"No, why would you name a sheath" they asked and tilted their head
“Good question..” he mutters. “Well if you ever need repairs, I’m yer guy.”
"you'll be the first to know!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Asemodues saw that wannabe was driving off and grabbed him by the cheeks "wake up you worthless excuse of a life" he snarled and stood up, sauntering away
After asemdues leaves carrion appears behind wannabe in a puff of billowing smoke:"You need to find a better place to work."
"i need money love" he said and chuckled "its fine, im used to the pain"
He growls: "I don't that bastard asemdues hurting you anymore."
Wannabe turned to Carrion "I need money honey" he said and smirked "its cute that your looking out for me but i can handle myself, im not made of glass"
"I can't save you all the time, you need to learn how to not get hurt."
"i can heal!" he whisper screamed. he sighed and hugged carrion "he's just a boss"
"He. Is.Going. To. Hurt. You. More." Carrion is trying to hide how pissed he is but isn't doing too well.
Wannabe sighed and held carrion's face "i understand your mad, but Asmodues is the boss and if i want money to ever live next to you and not be the squalid peice of crap i am, i have to earn money." he said and tilted his head "ill be fine, and if i get hurt, you can chop him up ok?"
"You could always work for me." Smoke emits from under carrion eye-patch and hellfire burns around his other eye, he is clearly mad at asmodues.
"that could work but for now, i a servant to a fox thing" he said and chuckled slightly
Carrion slows his breathing and the fire and smoke dissipates:"I can pay you as much as you need, being a private detective is surprisingly lucrative."
He smiled "ill think about your offer cutie" Wannabe smiled and ran a hand through carrion's hair
"Thank you."
"now hide" he said and turned around, Asemodues was walking up the stairs, it was clear because the neon was glowing
"Yes sir." Carrion walks back into the shadows where he came from. Stealth: 14
Asemodues appeared now with three other demons who looked either similar or very different. he went to his desk and put his feet up talking to them
Wannabe stood still like a suit of armor.
Carrion watches asmodues
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Asemodues saw that wannabe was driving off and grabbed him by the cheeks "wake up you worthless excuse of a life" he snarled and stood up, sauntering away
After asemdues leaves carrion appears behind wannabe in a puff of billowing smoke:"You need to find a better place to work."
"i need money love" he said and chuckled "its fine, im used to the pain"
He growls: "I don't that bastard asemdues hurting you anymore."
Wannabe turned to Carrion "I need money honey" he said and smirked "its cute that your looking out for me but i can handle myself, im not made of glass"
"I can't save you all the time, you need to learn how to not get hurt."
"i can heal!" he whisper screamed. he sighed and hugged carrion "he's just a boss"
"He. Is.Going. To. Hurt. You. More." Carrion is trying to hide how pissed he is but isn't doing too well.
Wannabe sighed and held carrion's face "i understand your mad, but Asmodues is the boss and if i want money to ever live next to you and not be the squalid peice of crap i am, i have to earn money." he said and tilted his head "ill be fine, and if i get hurt, you can chop him up ok?"
"You could always work for me." Smoke emits from under carrion eye-patch and hellfire burns around his other eye, he is clearly mad at asmodues.
"that could work but for now, i a servant to a fox thing" he said and chuckled slightly
Carrion slows his breathing and the fire and smoke dissipates:"I can pay you as much as you need, being a private detective is surprisingly lucrative."
He smiled "ill think about your offer cutie" Wannabe smiled and ran a hand through carrion's hair
"Thank you."
"now hide" he said and turned around, Asemodues was walking up the stairs, it was clear because the neon was glowing
"Yes sir." Carrion walks back into the shadows where he came from. Stealth: 14
Asemodues appeared now with three other demons who looked either similar or very different. he went to his desk and put his feet up talking to them
Wannabe stood still like a suit of armor.
Carrion watches asmodues
Asemodues seems to utter unintelligible noises to the demon that cant be understood by Wannabe but Carrion understands it as Infernal
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Asemodues saw that wannabe was driving off and grabbed him by the cheeks "wake up you worthless excuse of a life" he snarled and stood up, sauntering away
After asemdues leaves carrion appears behind wannabe in a puff of billowing smoke:"You need to find a better place to work."
"i need money love" he said and chuckled "its fine, im used to the pain"
He growls: "I don't that bastard asemdues hurting you anymore."
Wannabe turned to Carrion "I need money honey" he said and smirked "its cute that your looking out for me but i can handle myself, im not made of glass"
"I can't save you all the time, you need to learn how to not get hurt."
"i can heal!" he whisper screamed. he sighed and hugged carrion "he's just a boss"
"He. Is.Going. To. Hurt. You. More." Carrion is trying to hide how pissed he is but isn't doing too well.
Wannabe sighed and held carrion's face "i understand your mad, but Asmodues is the boss and if i want money to ever live next to you and not be the squalid peice of crap i am, i have to earn money." he said and tilted his head "ill be fine, and if i get hurt, you can chop him up ok?"
"You could always work for me." Smoke emits from under carrion eye-patch and hellfire burns around his other eye, he is clearly mad at asmodues.
"that could work but for now, i a servant to a fox thing" he said and chuckled slightly
Carrion slows his breathing and the fire and smoke dissipates:"I can pay you as much as you need, being a private detective is surprisingly lucrative."
He smiled "ill think about your offer cutie" Wannabe smiled and ran a hand through carrion's hair
"Thank you."
"now hide" he said and turned around, Asemodues was walking up the stairs, it was clear because the neon was glowing
"Yes sir." Carrion walks back into the shadows where he came from. Stealth: 14
Asemodues appeared now with three other demons who looked either similar or very different. he went to his desk and put his feet up talking to them
Wannabe stood still like a suit of armor.
Carrion watches asmodues
Asemodues seems to utter unintelligible noises to the demon that cant be understood by Wannabe but Carrion understands it as Infernal
Carrion listens in on his words.
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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.]
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Asemodues saw that wannabe was driving off and grabbed him by the cheeks "wake up you worthless excuse of a life" he snarled and stood up, sauntering away
After asemdues leaves carrion appears behind wannabe in a puff of billowing smoke:"You need to find a better place to work."
"i need money love" he said and chuckled "its fine, im used to the pain"
He growls: "I don't that bastard asemdues hurting you anymore."
Wannabe turned to Carrion "I need money honey" he said and smirked "its cute that your looking out for me but i can handle myself, im not made of glass"
"I can't save you all the time, you need to learn how to not get hurt."
"i can heal!" he whisper screamed. he sighed and hugged carrion "he's just a boss"
"He. Is.Going. To. Hurt. You. More." Carrion is trying to hide how pissed he is but isn't doing too well.
Wannabe sighed and held carrion's face "i understand your mad, but Asmodues is the boss and if i want money to ever live next to you and not be the squalid peice of crap i am, i have to earn money." he said and tilted his head "ill be fine, and if i get hurt, you can chop him up ok?"
"You could always work for me." Smoke emits from under carrion eye-patch and hellfire burns around his other eye, he is clearly mad at asmodues.
"that could work but for now, i a servant to a fox thing" he said and chuckled slightly
Carrion slows his breathing and the fire and smoke dissipates:"I can pay you as much as you need, being a private detective is surprisingly lucrative."
He smiled "ill think about your offer cutie" Wannabe smiled and ran a hand through carrion's hair
"Thank you."
"now hide" he said and turned around, Asemodues was walking up the stairs, it was clear because the neon was glowing
"Yes sir." Carrion walks back into the shadows where he came from. Stealth: 14
Asemodues appeared now with three other demons who looked either similar or very different. he went to his desk and put his feet up talking to them
Wannabe stood still like a suit of armor.
Carrion watches asmodues
Asemodues seems to utter unintelligible noises to the demon that cant be understood by Wannabe but Carrion understands it as Infernal
Carrion listens in on his words.
Asmodues: "I say that everyone in this bar is worth about 100,00 gold"
Horned demon: "even your little servant boy?"
Asmodues: "he can be used as meat but he'll cost extra"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Asemodues saw that wannabe was driving off and grabbed him by the cheeks "wake up you worthless excuse of a life" he snarled and stood up, sauntering away
After asemdues leaves carrion appears behind wannabe in a puff of billowing smoke:"You need to find a better place to work."
"i need money love" he said and chuckled "its fine, im used to the pain"
He growls: "I don't that bastard asemdues hurting you anymore."
Wannabe turned to Carrion "I need money honey" he said and smirked "its cute that your looking out for me but i can handle myself, im not made of glass"
"I can't save you all the time, you need to learn how to not get hurt."
"i can heal!" he whisper screamed. he sighed and hugged carrion "he's just a boss"
"He. Is.Going. To. Hurt. You. More." Carrion is trying to hide how pissed he is but isn't doing too well.
Wannabe sighed and held carrion's face "i understand your mad, but Asmodues is the boss and if i want money to ever live next to you and not be the squalid peice of crap i am, i have to earn money." he said and tilted his head "ill be fine, and if i get hurt, you can chop him up ok?"
"You could always work for me." Smoke emits from under carrion eye-patch and hellfire burns around his other eye, he is clearly mad at asmodues.
"that could work but for now, i a servant to a fox thing" he said and chuckled slightly
Carrion slows his breathing and the fire and smoke dissipates:"I can pay you as much as you need, being a private detective is surprisingly lucrative."
He smiled "ill think about your offer cutie" Wannabe smiled and ran a hand through carrion's hair
"Thank you."
"now hide" he said and turned around, Asemodues was walking up the stairs, it was clear because the neon was glowing
"Yes sir." Carrion walks back into the shadows where he came from. Stealth: 14
Asemodues appeared now with three other demons who looked either similar or very different. he went to his desk and put his feet up talking to them
Wannabe stood still like a suit of armor.
Carrion watches asmodues
Asemodues seems to utter unintelligible noises to the demon that cant be understood by Wannabe but Carrion understands it as Infernal
Carrion listens in on his words.
Asmodues: "I say that everyone in this bar is worth about 100,00 gold"
Horned demon: "even your little servant boy?"
Asmodues: "he can be used as meat but he'll cost extra"
Carrion listens closer, hand on his gun.
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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.]
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Asemodues saw that wannabe was driving off and grabbed him by the cheeks "wake up you worthless excuse of a life" he snarled and stood up, sauntering away
After asemdues leaves carrion appears behind wannabe in a puff of billowing smoke:"You need to find a better place to work."
"i need money love" he said and chuckled "its fine, im used to the pain"
He growls: "I don't that bastard asemdues hurting you anymore."
Wannabe turned to Carrion "I need money honey" he said and smirked "its cute that your looking out for me but i can handle myself, im not made of glass"
"I can't save you all the time, you need to learn how to not get hurt."
"i can heal!" he whisper screamed. he sighed and hugged carrion "he's just a boss"
"He. Is.Going. To. Hurt. You. More." Carrion is trying to hide how pissed he is but isn't doing too well.
Wannabe sighed and held carrion's face "i understand your mad, but Asmodues is the boss and if i want money to ever live next to you and not be the squalid peice of crap i am, i have to earn money." he said and tilted his head "ill be fine, and if i get hurt, you can chop him up ok?"
"You could always work for me." Smoke emits from under carrion eye-patch and hellfire burns around his other eye, he is clearly mad at asmodues.
"that could work but for now, i a servant to a fox thing" he said and chuckled slightly
Carrion slows his breathing and the fire and smoke dissipates:"I can pay you as much as you need, being a private detective is surprisingly lucrative."
He smiled "ill think about your offer cutie" Wannabe smiled and ran a hand through carrion's hair
"Thank you."
"now hide" he said and turned around, Asemodues was walking up the stairs, it was clear because the neon was glowing
"Yes sir." Carrion walks back into the shadows where he came from. Stealth: 14
Asemodues appeared now with three other demons who looked either similar or very different. he went to his desk and put his feet up talking to them
Wannabe stood still like a suit of armor.
Carrion watches asmodues
Asemodues seems to utter unintelligible noises to the demon that cant be understood by Wannabe but Carrion understands it as Infernal
Carrion listens in on his words.
Asmodues: "I say that everyone in this bar is worth about 100,00 gold"
Horned demon: "even your little servant boy?"
Asmodues: "he can be used as meat but he'll cost extra"
Carrion listens closer, hand on his gun.
they finished talking one demon placed money on the counter and passed it to asmodues
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Asemodues saw that wannabe was driving off and grabbed him by the cheeks "wake up you worthless excuse of a life" he snarled and stood up, sauntering away
After asemdues leaves carrion appears behind wannabe in a puff of billowing smoke:"You need to find a better place to work."
"i need money love" he said and chuckled "its fine, im used to the pain"
He growls: "I don't that bastard asemdues hurting you anymore."
Wannabe turned to Carrion "I need money honey" he said and smirked "its cute that your looking out for me but i can handle myself, im not made of glass"
"I can't save you all the time, you need to learn how to not get hurt."
"i can heal!" he whisper screamed. he sighed and hugged carrion "he's just a boss"
"He. Is.Going. To. Hurt. You. More." Carrion is trying to hide how pissed he is but isn't doing too well.
Wannabe sighed and held carrion's face "i understand your mad, but Asmodues is the boss and if i want money to ever live next to you and not be the squalid peice of crap i am, i have to earn money." he said and tilted his head "ill be fine, and if i get hurt, you can chop him up ok?"
"You could always work for me." Smoke emits from under carrion eye-patch and hellfire burns around his other eye, he is clearly mad at asmodues.
"that could work but for now, i a servant to a fox thing" he said and chuckled slightly
Carrion slows his breathing and the fire and smoke dissipates:"I can pay you as much as you need, being a private detective is surprisingly lucrative."
He smiled "ill think about your offer cutie" Wannabe smiled and ran a hand through carrion's hair
"Thank you."
"now hide" he said and turned around, Asemodues was walking up the stairs, it was clear because the neon was glowing
"Yes sir." Carrion walks back into the shadows where he came from. Stealth: 14
Asemodues appeared now with three other demons who looked either similar or very different. he went to his desk and put his feet up talking to them
Wannabe stood still like a suit of armor.
Carrion watches asmodues
Asemodues seems to utter unintelligible noises to the demon that cant be understood by Wannabe but Carrion understands it as Infernal
Carrion listens in on his words.
Asmodues: "I say that everyone in this bar is worth about 100,00 gold"
Horned demon: "even your little servant boy?"
Asmodues: "he can be used as meat but he'll cost extra"
Carrion listens closer, hand on his gun.
they finished talking one demon placed money on the counter and passed it to asmodues
Carrions tail unsheathes a knife and carrion waits for asmodeus to leave
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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
Asemodues saw that wannabe was driving off and grabbed him by the cheeks "wake up you worthless excuse of a life" he snarled and stood up, sauntering away
After asemdues leaves carrion appears behind wannabe in a puff of billowing smoke:"You need to find a better place to work."
"i need money love" he said and chuckled "its fine, im used to the pain"
He growls: "I don't that bastard asemdues hurting you anymore."
Wannabe turned to Carrion "I need money honey" he said and smirked "its cute that your looking out for me but i can handle myself, im not made of glass"
"I can't save you all the time, you need to learn how to not get hurt."
"i can heal!" he whisper screamed. he sighed and hugged carrion "he's just a boss"
"He. Is.Going. To. Hurt. You. More." Carrion is trying to hide how pissed he is but isn't doing too well.
Wannabe sighed and held carrion's face "i understand your mad, but Asmodues is the boss and if i want money to ever live next to you and not be the squalid peice of crap i am, i have to earn money." he said and tilted his head "ill be fine, and if i get hurt, you can chop him up ok?"
"You could always work for me." Smoke emits from under carrion eye-patch and hellfire burns around his other eye, he is clearly mad at asmodues.
"that could work but for now, i a servant to a fox thing" he said and chuckled slightly
Carrion slows his breathing and the fire and smoke dissipates:"I can pay you as much as you need, being a private detective is surprisingly lucrative."
He smiled "ill think about your offer cutie" Wannabe smiled and ran a hand through carrion's hair
"Thank you."
"now hide" he said and turned around, Asemodues was walking up the stairs, it was clear because the neon was glowing
"Yes sir." Carrion walks back into the shadows where he came from. Stealth: 14
Asemodues appeared now with three other demons who looked either similar or very different. he went to his desk and put his feet up talking to them
Wannabe stood still like a suit of armor.
Carrion watches asmodues
Asemodues seems to utter unintelligible noises to the demon that cant be understood by Wannabe but Carrion understands it as Infernal
Carrion listens in on his words.
Asmodues: "I say that everyone in this bar is worth about 100,00 gold"
Horned demon: "even your little servant boy?"
Asmodues: "he can be used as meat but he'll cost extra"
Carrion listens closer, hand on his gun.
they finished talking one demon placed money on the counter and passed it to asmodues
Carrions tail unsheathes a knife and carrion waits for asmodeus to leave
asemodeus turns around to escort the beasts out with wannabe trailing behind
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Asemodues saw that wannabe was driving off and grabbed him by the cheeks "wake up you worthless excuse of a life" he snarled and stood up, sauntering away
After asemdues leaves carrion appears behind wannabe in a puff of billowing smoke:"You need to find a better place to work."
"i need money love" he said and chuckled "its fine, im used to the pain"
He growls: "I don't that bastard asemdues hurting you anymore."
Wannabe turned to Carrion "I need money honey" he said and smirked "its cute that your looking out for me but i can handle myself, im not made of glass"
"I can't save you all the time, you need to learn how to not get hurt."
"i can heal!" he whisper screamed. he sighed and hugged carrion "he's just a boss"
"He. Is.Going. To. Hurt. You. More." Carrion is trying to hide how pissed he is but isn't doing too well.
Wannabe sighed and held carrion's face "i understand your mad, but Asmodues is the boss and if i want money to ever live next to you and not be the squalid peice of crap i am, i have to earn money." he said and tilted his head "ill be fine, and if i get hurt, you can chop him up ok?"
"You could always work for me." Smoke emits from under carrion eye-patch and hellfire burns around his other eye, he is clearly mad at asmodues.
"that could work but for now, i a servant to a fox thing" he said and chuckled slightly
Carrion slows his breathing and the fire and smoke dissipates:"I can pay you as much as you need, being a private detective is surprisingly lucrative."
He smiled "ill think about your offer cutie" Wannabe smiled and ran a hand through carrion's hair
"Thank you."
"now hide" he said and turned around, Asemodues was walking up the stairs, it was clear because the neon was glowing
"Yes sir." Carrion walks back into the shadows where he came from. Stealth: 14
Asemodues appeared now with three other demons who looked either similar or very different. he went to his desk and put his feet up talking to them
Wannabe stood still like a suit of armor.
Carrion watches asmodues
Asemodues seems to utter unintelligible noises to the demon that cant be understood by Wannabe but Carrion understands it as Infernal
Carrion listens in on his words.
Asmodues: "I say that everyone in this bar is worth about 100,00 gold"
Horned demon: "even your little servant boy?"
Asmodues: "he can be used as meat but he'll cost extra"
Carrion listens closer, hand on his gun.
they finished talking one demon placed money on the counter and passed it to asmodues
Carrions tail unsheathes a knife and carrion waits for asmodeus to leave
asemodeus turns around to escort the beasts out with wannabe trailing behind
Carrion tails them
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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.]
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“That’s a nice sword you got there”
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"thank you! this is Socks the sword!" they said and chuckled
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Fitting name, for a fighter named Shoes. Is your sheath named feet?”
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"No, why would you name a sheath" they asked and tilted their head
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Good question..” he mutters. “Well if you ever need repairs, I’m yer guy.”
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"you'll be the first to know!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Carrion watches asmodues
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
Asemodues seems to utter unintelligible noises to the demon that cant be understood by Wannabe but Carrion understands it as Infernal
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Shoes was jumping off buildings and slicing mailboxes like one does.
Kalon was asleep somewhere
Wannabe was with Asemodues
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Kyaru poked Kalon as they slept
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
Carrion listens in on his words.
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
Asmodues: "I say that everyone in this bar is worth about 100,00 gold"
Horned demon: "even your little servant boy?"
Asmodues: "he can be used as meat but he'll cost extra"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Carrion listens closer, hand on his gun.
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.
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they finished talking one demon placed money on the counter and passed it to asmodues
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
** please cut the chains, I'm on mobile RN. Also, did I miss stuff?**
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
*mostly a new kid named Shoes and their sword Socks*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
**Thank you, also, because mobile sucks, it sent twice I'm sorry**
Kyaru and bloodfang were punching each other
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
Carrions tail unsheathes a knife and carrion waits for asmodeus to leave
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
asemodeus turns around to escort the beasts out with wannabe trailing behind
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Carrion tails them
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