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#36679 Mar 31, 2022

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

#36680 Mar 31, 2022

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

#FreeDND

#36681 Mar 31, 2022

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

"Burnt my hand sixty something times" he grumbled

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

#36682 Mar 31, 2022

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

"Burnt my hand sixty something times" he grumbled

"Why exactly are you still trying to hold it? If it hurts, you won't be able to use it," Azazel says, checking adder's hand

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

#FreeDND

#36683 Mar 31, 2022

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

"Burnt my hand sixty something times" he grumbled

"Why exactly are you still trying to hold it? If it hurts, you won't be able to use it," Azazel says, checking adder's hand

The flesh has been burnt away many layers. The surrounding flesh seems to grow like some horrible parasite or mold each time to reform itself.

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

#36684 Mar 31, 2022

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

"Burnt my hand sixty something times" he grumbled

"Why exactly are you still trying to hold it? If it hurts, you won't be able to use it," Azazel says, checking adder's hand

The flesh has been burnt away many layers. The surrounding flesh seems to grow like some horrible parasite or mold each time to reform itself.

"Bleck, looks bad."

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

#FreeDND

#36685 Mar 31, 2022

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

"Burnt my hand sixty something times" he grumbled

"Why exactly are you still trying to hold it? If it hurts, you won't be able to use it," Azazel says, checking adder's hand

The flesh has been burnt away many layers. The surrounding flesh seems to grow like some horrible parasite or mold each time to reform itself.

"Bleck, looks bad."

"Im lucky its doing that or i would be dead" he said looked at the sword "I keep trying to hold it because i know it belongs to somebody, somebody i can use"

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

#36686 Mar 31, 2022

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

"Burnt my hand sixty something times" he grumbled

"Why exactly are you still trying to hold it? If it hurts, you won't be able to use it," Azazel says, checking adder's hand

The flesh has been burnt away many layers. The surrounding flesh seems to grow like some horrible parasite or mold each time to reform itself.

"Bleck, looks bad."

"Im lucky its doing that or i would be dead" he said looked at the sword "I keep trying to hold it because i know it belongs to somebody, somebody i can use"

"Thats concerning. Why do you want to use people? Are your negative qualities being amplified by the demonic presence infused in your soul?"

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

#FreeDND

#36687 Mar 31, 2022

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

"Burnt my hand sixty something times" he grumbled

"Why exactly are you still trying to hold it? If it hurts, you won't be able to use it," Azazel says, checking adder's hand

The flesh has been burnt away many layers. The surrounding flesh seems to grow like some horrible parasite or mold each time to reform itself.

"Bleck, looks bad."

"Im lucky its doing that or i would be dead" he said looked at the sword "I keep trying to hold it because i know it belongs to somebody, somebody i can use"

"Thats concerning. Why do you want to use people? Are your negative qualities being amplified by the demonic presence infused in your soul?"

He seems occupied by The sword. His eyes seem to fester with unnatural rage and patience. Something seems very wrong with him.

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

#36688 Mar 31, 2022

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*DONE! MY GOD, IT TOOK TO LONG. btw Alastor from Hazbin Hotel might have subconsciously influenced them more than I thought. anyway, here he is.*

A rhythmic Tapping on Stone is heard from the door, soon snapping fingers join, then backing trumpets do, and the door swings open with a red suited figure, with Magenta skin starts singing with Enthralling Performance (due to the dome no ones charmed but let's say it just makes the Performance more wonderful) *the voice is a smooth male voice singing to a jazzy tune similar to "Friends on the other side" but a little faster*

"🎶 Welcome one and alll, to the best performance you saaw. 🎶

🎶 Just take a seat, rest your feet, & I'll do it alll. 🎶

🎶 cuz' this is a SPECTAAACLLE, that's me, right here, right now. A SPECTAACLLE, with this, you'll just, go wow. 🎶"

*now imagine the rest cuz I'm not qualified to make a full version.* This goes on for 1 minute before he finishes with bow. Now that He's stopped dancing around constantly people would be able to see that he's a: 5'10" Tiefling with pure gold eyes, pale magenta skin, & maroon hair, and which the roots are held to the head by ringed black horns almost forming a wavy crown or tiara. For about an hour you'll only see him donning his red suit with a dark purple dress shirt underneath that the suit shows with a v neck hole, but with a rounded tip. the suit has folded over (seemingly silk) cloth. He has Dress Trousers made of the matieral and tap regular tap shoes but with red instead of black. Even with the (what looks like) form fitting suit he still looks androgynous. He also has a black cane with a handle resembling a rapier's.

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She/Her

Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.

Definitely not an undead.

#36689 Mar 31, 2022

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

"Burnt my hand sixty something times" he grumbled

"Why exactly are you still trying to hold it? If it hurts, you won't be able to use it," Azazel says, checking adder's hand

The flesh has been burnt away many layers. The surrounding flesh seems to grow like some horrible parasite or mold each time to reform itself.

"Bleck, looks bad."

"Im lucky its doing that or i would be dead" he said looked at the sword "I keep trying to hold it because i know it belongs to somebody, somebody i can use"

"Thats concerning. Why do you want to use people? Are your negative qualities being amplified by the demonic presence infused in your soul?"

He seems occupied by The sword. His eyes seem to fester with unnatural rage and patience. Something seems very wrong with him.

"Nope, time for you to take a break," Azazel says, trying to pull adder away from the sword

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

#FreeDND

#36690 Mar 31, 2022

WendigoOfLore

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

"Burnt my hand sixty something times" he grumbled

"Why exactly are you still trying to hold it? If it hurts, you won't be able to use it," Azazel says, checking adder's hand

The flesh has been burnt away many layers. The surrounding flesh seems to grow like some horrible parasite or mold each time to reform itself.

"Bleck, looks bad."

"Im lucky its doing that or i would be dead" he said looked at the sword "I keep trying to hold it because i know it belongs to somebody, somebody i can use"

"Thats concerning. Why do you want to use people? Are your negative qualities being amplified by the demonic presence infused in your soul?"

He seems occupied by The sword. His eyes seem to fester with unnatural rage and patience. Something seems very wrong with him.

"Nope, time for you to take a break," Azazel says, trying to pull adder away from the sword

*For Adder, i see him growing incredibly obsessive with this sword.*

Adder sight breaks from the sword and grumbles a bit, running a hand though his Coal black hair "Yeah... i suppose."

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

#36691 Mar 31, 2022

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*DONE! MY GOD, IT TOOK TO LONG. btw Alastor from Hazbin Hotel might have subconsciously influenced them more than I thought. anyway, here he is.*

A rhythmic Tapping on Stone is heard from the door, soon snapping fingers join, then backing trumpets do, and the door swings open with a red suited figure, with Magenta skin starts singing with Enthralling Performance (due to the dome no ones charmed but let's say it just makes the Performance more wonderful) *the voice is a smooth male voice singing to a jazzy tune similar to "Friends on the other side" but a little faster*

"🎶 Welcome one and alll, to the best performance you saaw. 🎶

🎶 Just take a seat, rest your feet, & I'll do it alll. 🎶

🎶 cuz' this is a SPECTAAALLE, that's me, right here, right now. A SPECTAALLE, with this, you'll just, go wow. 🎶"

*now imagine the rest cuz I'm not qualified to make a full version.* This goes on for 1 minute before he finishes with bow. Now that He's stopped dancing around constantly people would be able to see that he's a: 5'10" Tiefling with pure gold eyes, pale magenta skin, & maroon hair, and which the roots are held to the head by ringed black horns almost forming a wavy crown or tiara. For about an hour you'll only see him donning his red suit with a dark purple dress shirt underneath that the suit shows with a v neck hole, but with a rounded tip. the suit has folded over (seemingly silk) cloth. He has Dress Trousers made of the matieral and tap regular tap shoes but with red instead of black. Even with the (what looks like) form fitting suit he still looks androgynous. He also has a black cane with a handle resembling a rapier's.

*oooo, sparkly singsong man makes brain go brrrrr*

*Also, are they actually androgenous? Or is it just how they look, cause you refer to them as he, and i don't want to get mixed up...*

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

#FreeDND

#36692 Mar 31, 2022

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

"Burnt my hand sixty something times" he grumbled

"Why exactly are you still trying to hold it? If it hurts, you won't be able to use it," Azazel says, checking adder's hand

The flesh has been burnt away many layers. The surrounding flesh seems to grow like some horrible parasite or mold each time to reform itself.

"Bleck, looks bad."

"Im lucky its doing that or i would be dead" he said looked at the sword "I keep trying to hold it because i know it belongs to somebody, somebody i can use"

"Thats concerning. Why do you want to use people? Are your negative qualities being amplified by the demonic presence infused in your soul?"

He seems occupied by The sword. His eyes seem to fester with unnatural rage and patience. Something seems very wrong with him.

"Nope, time for you to take a break," Azazel says, trying to pull adder away from the sword

*For Adder, i see him growing incredibly obsessive with this sword.*

Adder sight breaks from the sword and grumbles a bit, running a hand though his Coal black hair "Yeah... i suppose."

*Azazel is going to have a rough day if thats the case,*

Azazel lens into him, "You're worrying me Adder, is something going on?"

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

#FreeDND

#36693 Mar 31, 2022

WendigoOfLore

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

"Burnt my hand sixty something times" he grumbled

"Why exactly are you still trying to hold it? If it hurts, you won't be able to use it," Azazel says, checking adder's hand

The flesh has been burnt away many layers. The surrounding flesh seems to grow like some horrible parasite or mold each time to reform itself.

"Bleck, looks bad."

"Im lucky its doing that or i would be dead" he said looked at the sword "I keep trying to hold it because i know it belongs to somebody, somebody i can use"

"Thats concerning. Why do you want to use people? Are your negative qualities being amplified by the demonic presence infused in your soul?"

He seems occupied by The sword. His eyes seem to fester with unnatural rage and patience. Something seems very wrong with him.

"Nope, time for you to take a break," Azazel says, trying to pull adder away from the sword

*For Adder, i see him growing incredibly obsessive with this sword.*

Adder sight breaks from the sword and grumbles a bit, running a hand though his Coal black hair "Yeah... i suppose."

*Azazel is going to have a rough day if thats the case,*

Azazel lens into him, "You're worrying me Adder, is something going on?"

"Im fine, just always tired these days" he said, moving away from Azazel's incoming head.

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

#36694 Mar 31, 2022

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

"Burnt my hand sixty something times" he grumbled

"Why exactly are you still trying to hold it? If it hurts, you won't be able to use it," Azazel says, checking adder's hand

The flesh has been burnt away many layers. The surrounding flesh seems to grow like some horrible parasite or mold each time to reform itself.

"Bleck, looks bad."

"Im lucky its doing that or i would be dead" he said looked at the sword "I keep trying to hold it because i know it belongs to somebody, somebody i can use"

"Thats concerning. Why do you want to use people? Are your negative qualities being amplified by the demonic presence infused in your soul?"

He seems occupied by The sword. His eyes seem to fester with unnatural rage and patience. Something seems very wrong with him.

"Nope, time for you to take a break," Azazel says, trying to pull adder away from the sword

*For Adder, i see him growing incredibly obsessive with this sword.*

Adder sight breaks from the sword and grumbles a bit, running a hand though his Coal black hair "Yeah... i suppose."

*Azazel is going to have a rough day if thats the case,*

Azazel lens into him, "You're worrying me Adder, is something going on?"

"Im fine, just always tired these days" he said, moving away from Azazel's incoming head.

Azazel falls onto his side next to adder, "Not there yet, got it. Maybe you should sleep, could help with being tired."

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

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#36695 Mar 31, 2022

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

"Burnt my hand sixty something times" he grumbled

"Why exactly are you still trying to hold it? If it hurts, you won't be able to use it," Azazel says, checking adder's hand

The flesh has been burnt away many layers. The surrounding flesh seems to grow like some horrible parasite or mold each time to reform itself.

"Bleck, looks bad."

"Im lucky its doing that or i would be dead" he said looked at the sword "I keep trying to hold it because i know it belongs to somebody, somebody i can use"

"Thats concerning. Why do you want to use people? Are your negative qualities being amplified by the demonic presence infused in your soul?"

He seems occupied by The sword. His eyes seem to fester with unnatural rage and patience. Something seems very wrong with him.

"Nope, time for you to take a break," Azazel says, trying to pull adder away from the sword

*For Adder, i see him growing incredibly obsessive with this sword.*

Adder sight breaks from the sword and grumbles a bit, running a hand though his Coal black hair "Yeah... i suppose."

*Azazel is going to have a rough day if thats the case,*

Azazel lens into him, "You're worrying me Adder, is something going on?"

"Im fine, just always tired these days" he said, moving away from Azazel's incoming head.

Azazel falls onto his side next to adder, "Not there yet, got it. Maybe you should sleep, could help with being tired."

"I've tried sleeping, doesn't work wonders like everyone says it does" he said, leaning his back against a wall and stuffing his hands in his pockets

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

#36696 Mar 31, 2022

AlaricBloodhunter

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*Good morning everyone! I actually got a healthy dose of sleep for once :D*

Azazel is eating breakfast, his eyes rather normal for once

Avery is stuck in a barrel of water, which has been sealed tight, and is currently hitting the inside to try and get anyones attention on the matter

Folen, my gnome character, is having coffee and working on a small doll like construction

Adder was upstairs. He stared at the heavenly blade in front of him in a mix of confusion and disgust at himself for not being able to pick it up without gloves. Every time he did, it seared his hands as if it had a soul within its confines of metal. He grumbled and sipped on a mug of black coffee while bandaging his burnt hand. (This might lead me to adding a new character, ill see where it takes me)

(aww, ya getting rid of adder?)

Azazel heads back upstairs after he's finished eating, sitting beside adder, "Hows my possesed boi doing?"

(Not getting rid of Adder, Him and Allison are set in stone until i get bored or toying with their lives, Im getting ideas for a warforged paladin)

"Mn" he grunts and sips his coffee again

"Not a morning person. Hows it going with the sword? Any tingles?"

"Burnt my hand sixty something times" he grumbled

"Why exactly are you still trying to hold it? If it hurts, you won't be able to use it," Azazel says, checking adder's hand

The flesh has been burnt away many layers. The surrounding flesh seems to grow like some horrible parasite or mold each time to reform itself.

"Bleck, looks bad."

"Im lucky its doing that or i would be dead" he said looked at the sword "I keep trying to hold it because i know it belongs to somebody, somebody i can use"

"Thats concerning. Why do you want to use people? Are your negative qualities being amplified by the demonic presence infused in your soul?"

He seems occupied by The sword. His eyes seem to fester with unnatural rage and patience. Something seems very wrong with him.

"Nope, time for you to take a break," Azazel says, trying to pull adder away from the sword

*For Adder, i see him growing incredibly obsessive with this sword.*

Adder sight breaks from the sword and grumbles a bit, running a hand though his Coal black hair "Yeah... i suppose."

*Azazel is going to have a rough day if thats the case,*

Azazel lens into him, "You're worrying me Adder, is something going on?"

"Im fine, just always tired these days" he said, moving away from Azazel's incoming head.

Azazel falls onto his side next to adder, "Not there yet, got it. Maybe you should sleep, could help with being tired."

"I've tried sleeping, doesn't work wonders like everyone says it does" he said, leaning his back against a wall and stuffing his hands in his pockets

"I can help ya sleep," Azazel sits up next to him again, "Of course, you have to let me."

I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

#FreeDND

#36697 Mar 31, 2022

BluePhoenix710

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*DONE! MY GOD, IT TOOK TO LONG. btw Alastor from Hazbin Hotel might have subconsciously influenced them more than I thought. anyway, here he is.*

A rhythmic Tapping on Stone is heard from the door, soon snapping fingers join, then backing trumpets do, and the door swings open with a red suited figure, with Magenta skin starts singing with Enthralling Performance (due to the dome no ones charmed but let's say it just makes the Performance more wonderful) *the voice is a smooth male voice singing to a jazzy tune similar to "Friends on the other side" but a little faster*

"🎶 Welcome one and alll, to the best performance you saaw. 🎶

🎶 Just take a seat, rest your feet, & I'll do it alll. 🎶

🎶 cuz' this is a SPECTAAALLE, that's me, right here, right now. A SPECTAALLE, with this, you'll just, go wow. 🎶"

*now imagine the rest cuz I'm not qualified to make a full version.* This goes on for 1 minute before he finishes with bow. Now that He's stopped dancing around constantly people would be able to see that he's a: 5'10" Tiefling with pure gold eyes, pale magenta skin, & maroon hair, and which the roots are held to the head by ringed black horns almost forming a wavy crown or tiara. For about an hour you'll only see him donning his red suit with a dark purple dress shirt underneath that the suit shows with a v neck hole, but with a rounded tip. the suit has folded over (seemingly silk) cloth. He has Dress Trousers made of the matieral and tap regular tap shoes but with red instead of black. Even with the (what looks like) form fitting suit he still looks androgynous. He also has a black cane with a handle resembling a rapier's.

*oooo, sparkly singsong man makes brain go brrrrr*

*Also, are they actually androgenous? Or is it just how they look, cause you refer to them as he, and i don't want to get mixed up...*

*Gender-Fluid, He's fine with any pronoun but cudos if you use the ones often associated with his current gender, he knows how to do voices (if not he's got magic) so that's why it's male voice singing but he's using an androgynous voice talking rn but he's technically presenting as a guy rn. more often then not most things about him will be androgynous (voice & look especially) cuz he likes the look & feel, but when he's feeling a fair a bit one gender he will lean to whatever fits that. (ie more masculine, feminine, etc.)

She/Her

Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.

Definitely not an undead.

#36698 Mar 31, 2022

WendigoOfLore

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"I can help ya sleep," Azazel sits up next to him again, "Of course, you have to let me."

"Mn" he said, pursing his lips a bit in a grim grin sort of way "As much as that offer is enticing.." he said, standing up, staring down at him "I will have to pass"

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘