*Nice to meet you, Surivial Island. How is it going?*
* Great :) *
* just got on the forum *
*Good to hear. Actives?*
* A minotaur named Stan. Currently reading a book about Delirium. *
* and I'm going to introduce another character soon. . . I just made them, may or may not be fun *
*Cool. I think I will wait a bit*
* :D well if you're not gonna interact...*
Darkflare approaches Stan from behind, but makes sure it's obvious enough that Stan would notice.
Stan turns his head, sighing. "What are you doing?"
He smiled reassuringly. "Just greeting a friend! You could say we are friends, correct?" Flare stared into Stan's eyes expectantly.
"I have, um, only met you once, right?"
Flare laughed. "Even so, friends isn't such a big thing that it requires more than one meeting to form. Many strong friendships happen over the course of even minutes."
"I guess so. . ." He closes the book. "So. . .do you want talk about something, or. . .just sneak up behind people?"
"Well, I figured since I learned a bit about you, you deserve to know at least a bit more about me."
"In that case. . .would you mind telling me where you got your name?"
"A name given to me by the people, it is as simple as that. Since I am a rarity among fire genasi, that being my fire is blue along with any summoned magical fire, 'Darkflare' is simply something that slowly arose from the minds of many, and then stuck." Flare stepped around Stan and sat in a char directly to his right.
"Makes sense, I suppose. . .not sure what else to ask you."
"Well, if something comes to mind, I'd be more than happy to provide an answer." Flare cracked his neck. "For now, let's simply hang around and converse about present topics."
*Nice to meet you, Surivial Island. How is it going?*
* Great :) *
* just got on the forum *
*Good to hear. Actives?*
* A minotaur named Stan. Currently reading a book about Delirium. *
* and I'm going to introduce another character soon. . . I just made them, may or may not be fun *
*Cool. I think I will wait a bit*
* :D well if you're not gonna interact...*
Darkflare approaches Stan from behind, but makes sure it's obvious enough that Stan would notice.
Stan turns his head, sighing. "What are you doing?"
He smiled reassuringly. "Just greeting a friend! You could say we are friends, correct?" Flare stared into Stan's eyes expectantly.
"I have, um, only met you once, right?"
Flare laughed. "Even so, friends isn't such a big thing that it requires more than one meeting to form. Many strong friendships happen over the course of even minutes."
"I guess so. . ." He closes the book. "So. . .do you want talk about something, or. . .just sneak up behind people?"
"Well, I figured since I learned a bit about you, you deserve to know at least a bit more about me."
"In that case. . .would you mind telling me where you got your name?"
"A name given to me by the people, it is as simple as that. Since I am a rarity among fire genasi, that being my fire is blue along with any summoned magical fire, 'Darkflare' is simply something that slowly arose from the minds of many, and then stuck." Flare stepped around Stan and sat in a char directly to his right.
"Makes sense, I suppose. . .not sure what else to ask you."
"Well, if something comes to mind, I'd be more than happy to provide an answer." Flare cracked his neck. "For now, let's simply hang around and converse about present topics."
"Like what? The weather?"
* sorry, I had to do something *
*It's cool*
He chuckled. "If you want."
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*Nice to meet you, Surivial Island. How is it going?*
* Great :) *
* just got on the forum *
*Good to hear. Actives?*
* A minotaur named Stan. Currently reading a book about Delirium. *
* and I'm going to introduce another character soon. . . I just made them, may or may not be fun *
*Cool. I think I will wait a bit*
* :D well if you're not gonna interact...*
Darkflare approaches Stan from behind, but makes sure it's obvious enough that Stan would notice.
Stan turns his head, sighing. "What are you doing?"
He smiled reassuringly. "Just greeting a friend! You could say we are friends, correct?" Flare stared into Stan's eyes expectantly.
"I have, um, only met you once, right?"
Flare laughed. "Even so, friends isn't such a big thing that it requires more than one meeting to form. Many strong friendships happen over the course of even minutes."
"I guess so. . ." He closes the book. "So. . .do you want talk about something, or. . .just sneak up behind people?"
"Well, I figured since I learned a bit about you, you deserve to know at least a bit more about me."
"In that case. . .would you mind telling me where you got your name?"
"A name given to me by the people, it is as simple as that. Since I am a rarity among fire genasi, that being my fire is blue along with any summoned magical fire, 'Darkflare' is simply something that slowly arose from the minds of many, and then stuck." Flare stepped around Stan and sat in a char directly to his right.
"Makes sense, I suppose. . .not sure what else to ask you."
"Well, if something comes to mind, I'd be more than happy to provide an answer." Flare cracked his neck. "For now, let's simply hang around and converse about present topics."
"Like what? The weather?"
* sorry, I had to do something *
*It's cool*
He chuckled. "If you want."
He glances at Darkflare. "If you don't mind at all, I'll just keep reading this book.It might help me. . .figure some things out." Stan shrugs.
*Nice to meet you, Surivial Island. How is it going?*
* Great :) *
* just got on the forum *
*Good to hear. Actives?*
* A minotaur named Stan. Currently reading a book about Delirium. *
* and I'm going to introduce another character soon. . . I just made them, may or may not be fun *
*Cool. I think I will wait a bit*
* :D well if you're not gonna interact...*
Darkflare approaches Stan from behind, but makes sure it's obvious enough that Stan would notice.
Stan turns his head, sighing. "What are you doing?"
He smiled reassuringly. "Just greeting a friend! You could say we are friends, correct?" Flare stared into Stan's eyes expectantly.
"I have, um, only met you once, right?"
Flare laughed. "Even so, friends isn't such a big thing that it requires more than one meeting to form. Many strong friendships happen over the course of even minutes."
"I guess so. . ." He closes the book. "So. . .do you want talk about something, or. . .just sneak up behind people?"
"Well, I figured since I learned a bit about you, you deserve to know at least a bit more about me."
"In that case. . .would you mind telling me where you got your name?"
"A name given to me by the people, it is as simple as that. Since I am a rarity among fire genasi, that being my fire is blue along with any summoned magical fire, 'Darkflare' is simply something that slowly arose from the minds of many, and then stuck." Flare stepped around Stan and sat in a char directly to his right.
"Makes sense, I suppose. . .not sure what else to ask you."
"Well, if something comes to mind, I'd be more than happy to provide an answer." Flare cracked his neck. "For now, let's simply hang around and converse about present topics."
"Like what? The weather?"
* sorry, I had to do something *
*It's cool*
He chuckled. "If you want."
He glances at Darkflare. "If you don't mind at all, I'll just keep reading this book.It might help me. . .figure some things out." Stan shrugs.
"Well, then I'll be right here for you, I don't have anything else planned."
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Sorry! He says, the limited telepathy stretched to its limit
"OK. Thank you." He then pulls out a pencil and a ragged piece of paper and starts drawing Lothair.
* rolled 19, I have a d20 close by *
*Success. They feel a bit stiff. Also, next time roll using the ddb stuff*
They land, posing for the drawing
It isn't long before the drawing starts to look like a sandwich with vague wing shapes. The doodle in the corner more closely resembles them.
Lothair chuckles, looking for some ink
Squawk takes out a small container of ink from nowhere and puts it on the counter. He dips his finger in it and adds two dots on the paper that might be eyes.
Zaza is practicing some javelin moves... while skipping along the top of the bookshelves in the library.
Darkflare is hanging out by the bar, meeting anyone's gaze who looks at him.
*hmm.... might make an entirely new character that formed in my head during my time away.*
*Giving you a couple options. You can do one, both, or neither.*
As she's skipping along the bookshelves, she sees Aricyra, her eldest sister, sitting in a tree outside.
A couple seats down from Darkflare is a burly mountain dwarf in smoldering plate armor with a heavy shield leaning against the bar next to him and a heavy warhammer strapped to his back. He's about 4'6 with a fiery red beard marred with a few streaks of soot.
*Since I wanna do more stuff with DF*
Darkflare studies the dwarf from a distance for a moment, then walks over and takes a seat next to him.
When he gets closer, he notices this dwarf is obviously a smith; he has several hammers on his belt, and a small toolkit wrapped up on the floor next to his shield.
"Can I help ye?" He asks, a little gruffly, but not rudely.
Flare shines a smile in his direction. "I do not believe so, but even then do I need a good reason to greet an unfamiliar soul?"
"I guess ye don't." He says, barely even acknowledging the smile. He pulls out a canteen from his pack and takes a swig. Flare can smell the potent brew easily, and can hardly believe that anyone could drink such a foul-smelling concoction.
"Oh, enjoy strong drinks, do you?" He doesn't let the smell wipe the smile off of his face.
He snorts. "This ain't something ye'd be stomaching."
*Really...it actually requires a CON save to drink it without puking.*
"I may not look it, but I've tasted quite a few... strange drinks, to say the least."
He laughs. "Ye her'd o' Moonshine, right?" He holds up the canteen. "This be Gutbuster. Dwarven moonshine, if ye will." A couple drops of it slush out, and Flare can see that it is an ugly, muddy brown color.
He chuckled. "Unfortunately, I have encountered this before. Once I decided to visit a dwarven party, as a treat for my troupe. Heh, Vixen couldn't take more than half a cup before passing out."
He laughs. "Sounds right, tho' I'm a might suprised that they managed to stomach it."
Sorry! He says, the limited telepathy stretched to its limit
"OK. Thank you." He then pulls out a pencil and a ragged piece of paper and starts drawing Lothair.
* rolled 19, I have a d20 close by *
*Success. They feel a bit stiff. Also, next time roll using the ddb stuff*
They land, posing for the drawing
It isn't long before the drawing starts to look like a sandwich with vague wing shapes. The doodle in the corner more closely resembles them.
Lothair chuckles, looking for some ink
Squawk takes out a small container of ink from nowhere and puts it on the counter. He dips his finger in it and adds two dots on the paper that might be eyes.
Lothair begins to paint Squawk using the ink
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Zaza is practicing some javelin moves... while skipping along the top of the bookshelves in the library.
Darkflare is hanging out by the bar, meeting anyone's gaze who looks at him.
*hmm.... might make an entirely new character that formed in my head during my time away.*
*Giving you a couple options. You can do one, both, or neither.*
As she's skipping along the bookshelves, she sees Aricyra, her eldest sister, sitting in a tree outside.
A couple seats down from Darkflare is a burly mountain dwarf in smoldering plate armor with a heavy shield leaning against the bar next to him and a heavy warhammer strapped to his back. He's about 4'6 with a fiery red beard marred with a few streaks of soot.
*Since I wanna do more stuff with DF*
Darkflare studies the dwarf from a distance for a moment, then walks over and takes a seat next to him.
When he gets closer, he notices this dwarf is obviously a smith; he has several hammers on his belt, and a small toolkit wrapped up on the floor next to his shield.
"Can I help ye?" He asks, a little gruffly, but not rudely.
Flare shines a smile in his direction. "I do not believe so, but even then do I need a good reason to greet an unfamiliar soul?"
"I guess ye don't." He says, barely even acknowledging the smile. He pulls out a canteen from his pack and takes a swig. Flare can smell the potent brew easily, and can hardly believe that anyone could drink such a foul-smelling concoction.
"Oh, enjoy strong drinks, do you?" He doesn't let the smell wipe the smile off of his face.
He snorts. "This ain't something ye'd be stomaching."
*Really...it actually requires a CON save to drink it without puking.*
"I may not look it, but I've tasted quite a few... strange drinks, to say the least."
He laughs. "Ye her'd o' Moonshine, right?" He holds up the canteen. "This be Gutbuster. Dwarven moonshine, if ye will." A couple drops of it slush out, and Flare can see that it is an ugly, muddy brown color.
He chuckled. "Unfortunately, I have encountered this before. Once I decided to visit a dwarven party, as a treat for my troupe. Heh, Vixen couldn't take more than half a cup before passing out."
He laughs. "Sounds right, tho' I'm a might suprised that they managed to stomach it."
Flare chuckled a bit more. "She didn't, she woke up halfway through vomiting a few minutes after passing out." He looked off into the distance, as though reminiscing in the memory. "She honestly couldn't stomach a lot of things, but tried her hardest. That was the best part about her, in my opinion."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Nice to meet you, Surivial Island. How is it going?*
* Great :) *
* just got on the forum *
*Good to hear. Actives?*
* A minotaur named Stan. Currently reading a book about Delirium. *
* and I'm going to introduce another character soon. . . I just made them, may or may not be fun *
*Cool. I think I will wait a bit*
* :D well if you're not gonna interact...*
Darkflare approaches Stan from behind, but makes sure it's obvious enough that Stan would notice.
Stan turns his head, sighing. "What are you doing?"
He smiled reassuringly. "Just greeting a friend! You could say we are friends, correct?" Flare stared into Stan's eyes expectantly.
"I have, um, only met you once, right?"
Flare laughed. "Even so, friends isn't such a big thing that it requires more than one meeting to form. Many strong friendships happen over the course of even minutes."
"I guess so. . ." He closes the book. "So. . .do you want talk about something, or. . .just sneak up behind people?"
"Well, I figured since I learned a bit about you, you deserve to know at least a bit more about me."
"In that case. . .would you mind telling me where you got your name?"
"A name given to me by the people, it is as simple as that. Since I am a rarity among fire genasi, that being my fire is blue along with any summoned magical fire, 'Darkflare' is simply something that slowly arose from the minds of many, and then stuck." Flare stepped around Stan and sat in a char directly to his right.
"Makes sense, I suppose. . .not sure what else to ask you."
"Well, if something comes to mind, I'd be more than happy to provide an answer." Flare cracked his neck. "For now, let's simply hang around and converse about present topics."
"Like what? The weather?"
* sorry, I had to do something *
*It's cool*
He chuckled. "If you want."
He glances at Darkflare. "If you don't mind at all, I'll just keep reading this book.It might help me. . .figure some things out." Stan shrugs.
"Well, then I'll be right here for you, I don't have anything else planned."
"Thanks." He opens the book and starts reading. The book is on Delirium, and there's a picture of an oasis on the cover.
*Nice to meet you, Surivial Island. How is it going?*
* Great :) *
* just got on the forum *
*Good to hear. Actives?*
* A minotaur named Stan. Currently reading a book about Delirium. *
* and I'm going to introduce another character soon. . . I just made them, may or may not be fun *
*Cool. I think I will wait a bit*
* :D well if you're not gonna interact...*
Darkflare approaches Stan from behind, but makes sure it's obvious enough that Stan would notice.
Stan turns his head, sighing. "What are you doing?"
He smiled reassuringly. "Just greeting a friend! You could say we are friends, correct?" Flare stared into Stan's eyes expectantly.
"I have, um, only met you once, right?"
Flare laughed. "Even so, friends isn't such a big thing that it requires more than one meeting to form. Many strong friendships happen over the course of even minutes."
"I guess so. . ." He closes the book. "So. . .do you want talk about something, or. . .just sneak up behind people?"
"Well, I figured since I learned a bit about you, you deserve to know at least a bit more about me."
"In that case. . .would you mind telling me where you got your name?"
"A name given to me by the people, it is as simple as that. Since I am a rarity among fire genasi, that being my fire is blue along with any summoned magical fire, 'Darkflare' is simply something that slowly arose from the minds of many, and then stuck." Flare stepped around Stan and sat in a char directly to his right.
"Makes sense, I suppose. . .not sure what else to ask you."
"Well, if something comes to mind, I'd be more than happy to provide an answer." Flare cracked his neck. "For now, let's simply hang around and converse about present topics."
"Like what? The weather?"
* sorry, I had to do something *
*It's cool*
He chuckled. "If you want."
He glances at Darkflare. "If you don't mind at all, I'll just keep reading this book.It might help me. . .figure some things out." Stan shrugs.
"Well, then I'll be right here for you, I don't have anything else planned."
"Thanks." He opens the book and starts reading. The book is on Delirium, and there's a picture of an oasis on the cover.
Respecting his privacy, Flare kicks back in his chair and orders a glass of red wine, plus a bit extra in it.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Sorry! He says, the limited telepathy stretched to its limit
"OK. Thank you." He then pulls out a pencil and a ragged piece of paper and starts drawing Lothair.
* rolled 19, I have a d20 close by *
*Success. They feel a bit stiff. Also, next time roll using the ddb stuff*
They land, posing for the drawing
It isn't long before the drawing starts to look like a sandwich with vague wing shapes. The doodle in the corner more closely resembles them.
Lothair chuckles, looking for some ink
Squawk takes out a small container of ink from nowhere and puts it on the counter. He dips his finger in it and adds two dots on the paper that might be eyes.
Lothair begins to paint Squawk using the ink
Squawk turns the paper over, and seeing that the ink bled through the paper, draws little horns and makes Lothair's eyes bigger. Then adds a big smile and badly drawn claws and the word 'friend" all over the paper. He looks over at Lothair's drawing of him.
*Nice to meet you, Surivial Island. How is it going?*
* Great :) *
* just got on the forum *
*Good to hear. Actives?*
* A minotaur named Stan. Currently reading a book about Delirium. *
* and I'm going to introduce another character soon. . . I just made them, may or may not be fun *
*Cool. I think I will wait a bit*
* :D well if you're not gonna interact...*
Darkflare approaches Stan from behind, but makes sure it's obvious enough that Stan would notice.
Stan turns his head, sighing. "What are you doing?"
He smiled reassuringly. "Just greeting a friend! You could say we are friends, correct?" Flare stared into Stan's eyes expectantly.
"I have, um, only met you once, right?"
Flare laughed. "Even so, friends isn't such a big thing that it requires more than one meeting to form. Many strong friendships happen over the course of even minutes."
"I guess so. . ." He closes the book. "So. . .do you want talk about something, or. . .just sneak up behind people?"
"Well, I figured since I learned a bit about you, you deserve to know at least a bit more about me."
"In that case. . .would you mind telling me where you got your name?"
"A name given to me by the people, it is as simple as that. Since I am a rarity among fire genasi, that being my fire is blue along with any summoned magical fire, 'Darkflare' is simply something that slowly arose from the minds of many, and then stuck." Flare stepped around Stan and sat in a char directly to his right.
"Makes sense, I suppose. . .not sure what else to ask you."
"Well, if something comes to mind, I'd be more than happy to provide an answer." Flare cracked his neck. "For now, let's simply hang around and converse about present topics."
"Like what? The weather?"
* sorry, I had to do something *
*It's cool*
He chuckled. "If you want."
He glances at Darkflare. "If you don't mind at all, I'll just keep reading this book.It might help me. . .figure some things out." Stan shrugs.
"Well, then I'll be right here for you, I don't have anything else planned."
"Thanks." He opens the book and starts reading. The book is on Delirium, and there's a picture of an oasis on the cover.
Respecting his privacy, Flare kicks back in his chair and orders a glass of red wine, plus a bit extra in it.
Sorry! He says, the limited telepathy stretched to its limit
"OK. Thank you." He then pulls out a pencil and a ragged piece of paper and starts drawing Lothair.
* rolled 19, I have a d20 close by *
*Success. They feel a bit stiff. Also, next time roll using the ddb stuff*
They land, posing for the drawing
It isn't long before the drawing starts to look like a sandwich with vague wing shapes. The doodle in the corner more closely resembles them.
Lothair chuckles, looking for some ink
Squawk takes out a small container of ink from nowhere and puts it on the counter. He dips his finger in it and adds two dots on the paper that might be eyes.
Lothair begins to paint Squawk using the ink
Squawk turns the paper over, and seeing that the ink bled through the paper, draws little horns and makes Lothair's eyes bigger. Then adds a big smile and badly drawn claws and the word 'friend" all over the paper. He looks over at Lothair's drawing of him.
Lothair chuckles and writes friend over the drawing of Squawk as well
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Nice to meet you, Surivial Island. How is it going?*
* Great :) *
* just got on the forum *
*Good to hear. Actives?*
* A minotaur named Stan. Currently reading a book about Delirium. *
* and I'm going to introduce another character soon. . . I just made them, may or may not be fun *
*Cool. I think I will wait a bit*
* :D well if you're not gonna interact...*
Darkflare approaches Stan from behind, but makes sure it's obvious enough that Stan would notice.
Stan turns his head, sighing. "What are you doing?"
He smiled reassuringly. "Just greeting a friend! You could say we are friends, correct?" Flare stared into Stan's eyes expectantly.
"I have, um, only met you once, right?"
Flare laughed. "Even so, friends isn't such a big thing that it requires more than one meeting to form. Many strong friendships happen over the course of even minutes."
"I guess so. . ." He closes the book. "So. . .do you want talk about something, or. . .just sneak up behind people?"
"Well, I figured since I learned a bit about you, you deserve to know at least a bit more about me."
"In that case. . .would you mind telling me where you got your name?"
"A name given to me by the people, it is as simple as that. Since I am a rarity among fire genasi, that being my fire is blue along with any summoned magical fire, 'Darkflare' is simply something that slowly arose from the minds of many, and then stuck." Flare stepped around Stan and sat in a char directly to his right.
"Makes sense, I suppose. . .not sure what else to ask you."
"Well, if something comes to mind, I'd be more than happy to provide an answer." Flare cracked his neck. "For now, let's simply hang around and converse about present topics."
"Like what? The weather?"
* sorry, I had to do something *
*It's cool*
He chuckled. "If you want."
He glances at Darkflare. "If you don't mind at all, I'll just keep reading this book.It might help me. . .figure some things out." Stan shrugs.
"Well, then I'll be right here for you, I don't have anything else planned."
"Thanks." He opens the book and starts reading. The book is on Delirium, and there's a picture of an oasis on the cover.
Respecting his privacy, Flare kicks back in his chair and orders a glass of red wine, plus a bit extra in it.
Stan gets some water, and continues reading.
*We can end this here, if you can't think of anyway to continue.*
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Sorry! He says, the limited telepathy stretched to its limit
"OK. Thank you." He then pulls out a pencil and a ragged piece of paper and starts drawing Lothair.
* rolled 19, I have a d20 close by *
*Success. They feel a bit stiff. Also, next time roll using the ddb stuff*
They land, posing for the drawing
It isn't long before the drawing starts to look like a sandwich with vague wing shapes. The doodle in the corner more closely resembles them.
Lothair chuckles, looking for some ink
Squawk takes out a small container of ink from nowhere and puts it on the counter. He dips his finger in it and adds two dots on the paper that might be eyes.
Lothair begins to paint Squawk using the ink
Squawk turns the paper over, and seeing that the ink bled through the paper, draws little horns and makes Lothair's eyes bigger. Then adds a big smile and badly drawn claws and the word 'friend" all over the paper. He looks over at Lothair's drawing of him.
Lothair chuckles and writes friend over the drawing of Squawk as well
He takes out another piece of paper, tries to copy Lothair's drawing of himself, except there's angry eyebrows, a giant book in front of him, and what appears to be fire in the background. Squawk nods, satisfied, and scrambles over the counter and into a chair.
Sorry! He says, the limited telepathy stretched to its limit
"OK. Thank you." He then pulls out a pencil and a ragged piece of paper and starts drawing Lothair.
* rolled 19, I have a d20 close by *
*Success. They feel a bit stiff. Also, next time roll using the ddb stuff*
They land, posing for the drawing
It isn't long before the drawing starts to look like a sandwich with vague wing shapes. The doodle in the corner more closely resembles them.
Lothair chuckles, looking for some ink
Squawk takes out a small container of ink from nowhere and puts it on the counter. He dips his finger in it and adds two dots on the paper that might be eyes.
Lothair begins to paint Squawk using the ink
Squawk turns the paper over, and seeing that the ink bled through the paper, draws little horns and makes Lothair's eyes bigger. Then adds a big smile and badly drawn claws and the word 'friend" all over the paper. He looks over at Lothair's drawing of him.
Lothair chuckles and writes friend over the drawing of Squawk as well
He takes out another piece of paper, tries to copy Lothair's drawing of himself, except there's angry eyebrows, a giant book in front of him, and what appears to be fire in the background. Squawk nods, satisfied, and scrambles over the counter and into a chair.
Why?
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They nod. "Got it. Thank you for sharing your perspective. Next order of business: Do you want to participate in a family activity?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Like what? The weather?"
* sorry, I had to do something *
"Hero of the Heavens" (Title by Drummer)
*Ahh, got to go now. sorry*
N/A
*BYE! We can continue this later*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*It's cool*
He chuckled. "If you want."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
He glances at Darkflare. "If you don't mind at all, I'll just keep reading this book.It might help me. . .figure some things out." Stan shrugs.
"Hero of the Heavens" (Title by Drummer)
"Well, then I'll be right here for you, I don't have anything else planned."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Squawk takes out a small container of ink from nowhere and puts it on the counter. He dips his finger in it and adds two dots on the paper that might be eyes.
"Hero of the Heavens" (Title by Drummer)
He laughs. "Sounds right, tho' I'm a might suprised that they managed to stomach it."
Lothair begins to paint Squawk using the ink
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Flare chuckled a bit more. "She didn't, she woke up halfway through vomiting a few minutes after passing out." He looked off into the distance, as though reminiscing in the memory. "She honestly couldn't stomach a lot of things, but tried her hardest. That was the best part about her, in my opinion."
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"Thanks." He opens the book and starts reading. The book is on Delirium, and there's a picture of an oasis on the cover.
"Hero of the Heavens" (Title by Drummer)
Respecting his privacy, Flare kicks back in his chair and orders a glass of red wine, plus a bit extra in it.
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Squawk turns the paper over, and seeing that the ink bled through the paper, draws little horns and makes Lothair's eyes bigger. Then adds a big smile and badly drawn claws and the word 'friend" all over the paper. He looks over at Lothair's drawing of him.
"Hero of the Heavens" (Title by Drummer)
Stan gets some water, and continues reading.
"Hero of the Heavens" (Title by Drummer)
Lothair chuckles and writes friend over the drawing of Squawk as well
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*We can end this here, if you can't think of anyway to continue.*
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He takes out another piece of paper, tries to copy Lothair's drawing of himself, except there's angry eyebrows, a giant book in front of him, and what appears to be fire in the background. Squawk nods, satisfied, and scrambles over the counter and into a chair.
"Hero of the Heavens" (Title by Drummer)
Why?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Welp, headin out for the weekend, see y'all monday.*
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