A 11 year old looking human kid enters the tavern, he wears fine clothes that seems to just have random colors weaved throughout it, the most common ones being cherry red, bright white, and dark black, along with a small bit of gold making up most of the trim, he has fluffy, wild black hair that seems to have a few random streaks of white, and his eyes are different colors, his left eye is blue, and his right eye is green, and he has very pale, but also healthy looking, skin. He pulls out a small paper bag and takes a small cube of white and pops it into his mouth, smiling as he looks around.
"Hello!" Timber says happily. "Want some of this bread-cheese-tomato food?"
He smiles, excited. "Yes! It sounds good!" He quickly runs over and takes a seat next to Timber,
*Am I blind and you replied already, or did you miss it?*
Timber passes him some of the calzone thingy. "What's your name?"
"I'm Wyatt! The future Lord of Chaos!" He dug into it, finding it very delicious.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A 11 year old looking human kid enters the tavern, he wears fine clothes that seems to just have random colors weaved throughout it, the most common ones being cherry red, bright white, and dark black, along with a small bit of gold making up most of the trim, he has fluffy, wild black hair that seems to have a few random streaks of white, and his eyes are different colors, his left eye is blue, and his right eye is green, and he has very pale, but also healthy looking, skin. He pulls out a small paper bag and takes a small cube of white and pops it into his mouth, smiling as he looks around.
Albwin watches the newcomer from under a table
He rushes over and sits at the table as Timber offers him food, not noticing Albwin.
Albwin watches from the shadows puzzled by their clothes.
*Literally everything about him shall be confusing and chaotic.*
He kicks his legs happily, he seems to have a sort of boot on one foot and what would be a croc without holes in it on the other.
Albwin tilts his head in confusion.
He is unaware of Albwin's presence. *Didn't know what else to put, so boop.*
Albwin tries to move closer to the kid quietly.
Stealth: 19
*Passive perception is 22, so ! *
He looks down under the table. "Oh, Hello!"
Albwin jumps in surprise and backs up.
There was something about him that screamed... unhinged. "Hi, what are you doing down there?"
A 11 year old looking human kid enters the tavern, he wears fine clothes that seems to just have random colors weaved throughout it, the most common ones being cherry red, bright white, and dark black, along with a small bit of gold making up most of the trim, he has fluffy, wild black hair that seems to have a few random streaks of white, and his eyes are different colors, his left eye is blue, and his right eye is green, and he has very pale, but also healthy looking, skin. He pulls out a small paper bag and takes a small cube of white and pops it into his mouth, smiling as he looks around.
Albwin watches the newcomer from under a table
He rushes over and sits at the table as Timber offers him food, not noticing Albwin.
Albwin watches from the shadows puzzled by their clothes.
*Literally everything about him shall be confusing and chaotic.*
He kicks his legs happily, he seems to have a sort of boot on one foot and what would be a croc without holes in it on the other.
Albwin tilts his head in confusion.
He is unaware of Albwin's presence. *Didn't know what else to put, so boop.*
Albwin tries to move closer to the kid quietly.
Stealth: 19
*Passive perception is 22, so ! *
He looks down under the table. "Oh, Hello!"
Albwin jumps in surprise and backs up.
There was something about him that screamed... unhinged. "Hi, what are you doing down there?"
"H-hiding..."
"Why?"
"Cause I'm scared..."
"It's okay Albwin, everything's fine. I'll protect you if anything bad attacks!" Timber attempts to pose heroically, but ends up falling over.
A 11 year old looking human kid enters the tavern, he wears fine clothes that seems to just have random colors weaved throughout it, the most common ones being cherry red, bright white, and dark black, along with a small bit of gold making up most of the trim, he has fluffy, wild black hair that seems to have a few random streaks of white, and his eyes are different colors, his left eye is blue, and his right eye is green, and he has very pale, but also healthy looking, skin. He pulls out a small paper bag and takes a small cube of white and pops it into his mouth, smiling as he looks around.
Albwin watches the newcomer from under a table
He rushes over and sits at the table as Timber offers him food, not noticing Albwin.
Albwin watches from the shadows puzzled by their clothes.
*Literally everything about him shall be confusing and chaotic.*
He kicks his legs happily, he seems to have a sort of boot on one foot and what would be a croc without holes in it on the other.
Albwin tilts his head in confusion.
He is unaware of Albwin's presence. *Didn't know what else to put, so boop.*
Albwin tries to move closer to the kid quietly.
Stealth: 19
*Passive perception is 22, so ! *
He looks down under the table. "Oh, Hello!"
Albwin jumps in surprise and backs up.
There was something about him that screamed... unhinged. "Hi, what are you doing down there?"
"H-hiding..."
"Why?"
"Cause I'm scared..."
"Of what?"
"Things..."
Wyatt held out a hand. "Come on out, I'll keep you safe! I'm Wyatt."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Penny was upstairs. She was working on a small robotic bird-like creature. Millions of different parts from millions of different things sat around her as she tinkered happily. Beta walked around the room, tidying up a bit, dragging clothes that laid on the floor to piles so they could be washed.
A 11 year old looking human kid enters the tavern, he wears fine clothes that seems to just have random colors weaved throughout it, the most common ones being cherry red, bright white, and dark black, along with a small bit of gold making up most of the trim, he has fluffy, wild black hair that seems to have a few random streaks of white, and his eyes are different colors, his left eye is blue, and his right eye is green, and he has very pale, but also healthy looking, skin. He pulls out a small paper bag and takes a small cube of white and pops it into his mouth, smiling as he looks around.
Albwin watches the newcomer from under a table
He rushes over and sits at the table as Timber offers him food, not noticing Albwin.
Albwin watches from the shadows puzzled by their clothes.
*Literally everything about him shall be confusing and chaotic.*
He kicks his legs happily, he seems to have a sort of boot on one foot and what would be a croc without holes in it on the other.
Albwin tilts his head in confusion.
He is unaware of Albwin's presence. *Didn't know what else to put, so boop.*
Albwin tries to move closer to the kid quietly.
Stealth: 19
*Passive perception is 22, so ! *
He looks down under the table. "Oh, Hello!"
Albwin jumps in surprise and backs up.
There was something about him that screamed... unhinged. "Hi, what are you doing down there?"
"H-hiding..."
"Why?"
"Cause I'm scared..."
"Of what?"
"Things..."
Wyatt held out a hand. "Come on out, I'll keep you safe! I'm Wyatt."
Albwin takes Wyatts hand. "My names Albwin. You can call me Alb though."
*That should work pretty well. May end up doing this over a few days, because I do want to try and talk to a certain girl who may be interested in me, lol*
Perfect. It's been a while since I've faced such a challenge as a Dracolich. I'm surprisingly excited for this.
This is, in a way, just business as usual for me. Still, I haven't done it alongside someone else since Cyatra died...
*OK, that's fine.*
Cyatra? Another silver?
No.. she... she was a bloodborn. Someone born from my blood after it was shaped by a Gem dragon. She... was the general of my armies, but she went missing on a mission around a year ago, when the Opposition first appeared.
Ah... Haven't meet a bloodborn in a long time. Gem Dragons are rare in my world. Sometime we may need to go looking for her.
Also, you never told me who the Opposition are. In my world, there are indeed some humanoids who want to harm us dragons, but not many, and certainly not enough to organize and pose any true threat.
I... believe she is dead, but thank you for the offer.
The Opposition are called by many names in other worlds. The closest equivalent is the Cult of the Dragon Queen. The Opposition wishes to raise the ancient dragon gods from the Void of death, and so bring back the First World. There are many dragons among them, but the majority of dragonkind oppose them, protecting the innocent people.
Ahhhh, I have dealt with the Cult of the Dragon Queen on several occasions, even taking out a few of their strongholds on my own. Bahamut, and Tiamat are still alive in my world, but Tiamat is currently banished to the void for aiding the fiends in the Creation War. Sardior is the only one of the ancient dragon gods who is truly dead, at least in my world.
Sardior is the only dragon god still living, where I come from. Tiamat and Bahamut fought and killed each over the direction the First World and the dragons should go. One believed we should be conquerers, while the other believed we should live alongside the people, though we still do not know which. In the end, it did not matter. They died, and left a power gap that allowed Humanoid gods to rise.
If the disposition of your world's Tiamat and Bahamut are anything like that of the ones form my world, then Bahamut would be the one who fought for peace, and Tiamat would have been the one who was advocating that the dragons be conquerors.
It's... complicated. Good and evil aren't as clearly defined where I come from. I've known good people who believe conquering is a good thing.
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A 11 year old looking human kid enters the tavern, he wears fine clothes that seems to just have random colors weaved throughout it, the most common ones being cherry red, bright white, and dark black, along with a small bit of gold making up most of the trim, he has fluffy, wild black hair that seems to have a few random streaks of white, and his eyes are different colors, his left eye is blue, and his right eye is green, and he has very pale, but also healthy looking, skin. He pulls out a small paper bag and takes a small cube of white and pops it into his mouth, smiling as he looks around.
Albwin watches the newcomer from under a table
He rushes over and sits at the table as Timber offers him food, not noticing Albwin.
Albwin watches from the shadows puzzled by their clothes.
*Literally everything about him shall be confusing and chaotic.*
He kicks his legs happily, he seems to have a sort of boot on one foot and what would be a croc without holes in it on the other.
Albwin tilts his head in confusion.
He is unaware of Albwin's presence. *Didn't know what else to put, so boop.*
Albwin tries to move closer to the kid quietly.
Stealth: 19
*Passive perception is 22, so ! *
He looks down under the table. "Oh, Hello!"
Albwin jumps in surprise and backs up.
There was something about him that screamed... unhinged. "Hi, what are you doing down there?"
"H-hiding..."
"Why?"
"Cause I'm scared..."
"Of what?"
"Things..."
Wyatt held out a hand. "Come on out, I'll keep you safe! I'm Wyatt."
Albwin takes Wyatts hand. "My names Albwin. You can call me Alb though."
Wyatt smiled. "Nice to meet you, Alb! What things are you scared of that made you hide?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Penny was upstairs. She was working on a small robotic bird-like creature. Millions of different parts from millions of different things sat around her as she tinkered happily. Beta walked around the room, tidying up a bit, dragging clothes that laid on the floor to piles so they could be washed.
Penny was upstairs. She was working on a small robotic bird-like creature. Millions of different parts from millions of different things sat around her as she tinkered happily. Beta walked around the room, tidying up a bit, dragging clothes that laid on the floor to piles so they could be washed.
Adder was asleep still.
There is a knock on her door.
Penny raises and eyebrow. Beta trots over and opens the door with his mouth.
A 11 year old looking human kid enters the tavern, he wears fine clothes that seems to just have random colors weaved throughout it, the most common ones being cherry red, bright white, and dark black, along with a small bit of gold making up most of the trim, he has fluffy, wild black hair that seems to have a few random streaks of white, and his eyes are different colors, his left eye is blue, and his right eye is green, and he has very pale, but also healthy looking, skin. He pulls out a small paper bag and takes a small cube of white and pops it into his mouth, smiling as he looks around.
Albwin watches the newcomer from under a table
He rushes over and sits at the table as Timber offers him food, not noticing Albwin.
Albwin watches from the shadows puzzled by their clothes.
*Literally everything about him shall be confusing and chaotic.*
He kicks his legs happily, he seems to have a sort of boot on one foot and what would be a croc without holes in it on the other.
Albwin tilts his head in confusion.
He is unaware of Albwin's presence. *Didn't know what else to put, so boop.*
Albwin tries to move closer to the kid quietly.
Stealth: 19
*Passive perception is 22, so ! *
He looks down under the table. "Oh, Hello!"
Albwin jumps in surprise and backs up.
There was something about him that screamed... unhinged. "Hi, what are you doing down there?"
"H-hiding..."
"Why?"
"Cause I'm scared..."
"Of what?"
"Things..."
Wyatt held out a hand. "Come on out, I'll keep you safe! I'm Wyatt."
Albwin takes Wyatts hand. "My names Albwin. You can call me Alb though."
Wyatt smiled. "Nice to meet you, Alb! What things are you scared of that made you hide?"
Penny was upstairs. She was working on a small robotic bird-like creature. Millions of different parts from millions of different things sat around her as she tinkered happily. Beta walked around the room, tidying up a bit, dragging clothes that laid on the floor to piles so they could be washed.
Adder was asleep still.
There is a knock on her door.
Penny raises and eyebrow. Beta trots over and opens the door with his mouth.
A 11 year old looking human kid enters the tavern, he wears fine clothes that seems to just have random colors weaved throughout it, the most common ones being cherry red, bright white, and dark black, along with a small bit of gold making up most of the trim, he has fluffy, wild black hair that seems to have a few random streaks of white, and his eyes are different colors, his left eye is blue, and his right eye is green, and he has very pale, but also healthy looking, skin. He pulls out a small paper bag and takes a small cube of white and pops it into his mouth, smiling as he looks around.
Albwin watches the newcomer from under a table
He rushes over and sits at the table as Timber offers him food, not noticing Albwin.
Albwin watches from the shadows puzzled by their clothes.
*Literally everything about him shall be confusing and chaotic.*
He kicks his legs happily, he seems to have a sort of boot on one foot and what would be a croc without holes in it on the other.
Albwin tilts his head in confusion.
He is unaware of Albwin's presence. *Didn't know what else to put, so boop.*
Albwin tries to move closer to the kid quietly.
Stealth: 19
*Passive perception is 22, so ! *
He looks down under the table. "Oh, Hello!"
Albwin jumps in surprise and backs up.
There was something about him that screamed... unhinged. "Hi, what are you doing down there?"
"H-hiding..."
"Why?"
"Cause I'm scared..."
"Of what?"
"Things..."
Wyatt held out a hand. "Come on out, I'll keep you safe! I'm Wyatt."
Albwin takes Wyatts hand. "My names Albwin. You can call me Alb though."
Wyatt smiled. "Nice to meet you, Alb! What things are you scared of that made you hide?"
"Undead."
Wyatt looks up and around the tavern. "I don't see any..."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Penny was upstairs. She was working on a small robotic bird-like creature. Millions of different parts from millions of different things sat around her as she tinkered happily. Beta walked around the room, tidying up a bit, dragging clothes that laid on the floor to piles so they could be washed.
Adder was asleep still.
There is a knock on her door.
Penny raises and eyebrow. Beta trots over and opens the door with his mouth.
A person in a pilot suit stands there.
*Titanfall 2 Pilot suit*
"What do you want?" Penny calls from inside her room
Penny was upstairs. She was working on a small robotic bird-like creature. Millions of different parts from millions of different things sat around her as she tinkered happily. Beta walked around the room, tidying up a bit, dragging clothes that laid on the floor to piles so they could be washed.
Adder was asleep still.
There is a knock on her door.
Penny raises and eyebrow. Beta trots over and opens the door with his mouth.
A person in a pilot suit stands there.
*Titanfall 2 Pilot suit*
"What do you want?" Penny calls from inside her room
A 11 year old looking human kid enters the tavern, he wears fine clothes that seems to just have random colors weaved throughout it, the most common ones being cherry red, bright white, and dark black, along with a small bit of gold making up most of the trim, he has fluffy, wild black hair that seems to have a few random streaks of white, and his eyes are different colors, his left eye is blue, and his right eye is green, and he has very pale, but also healthy looking, skin. He pulls out a small paper bag and takes a small cube of white and pops it into his mouth, smiling as he looks around.
Albwin watches the newcomer from under a table
He rushes over and sits at the table as Timber offers him food, not noticing Albwin.
Albwin watches from the shadows puzzled by their clothes.
*Literally everything about him shall be confusing and chaotic.*
He kicks his legs happily, he seems to have a sort of boot on one foot and what would be a croc without holes in it on the other.
Albwin tilts his head in confusion.
He is unaware of Albwin's presence. *Didn't know what else to put, so boop.*
Albwin tries to move closer to the kid quietly.
Stealth: 19
*Passive perception is 22, so ! *
He looks down under the table. "Oh, Hello!"
Albwin jumps in surprise and backs up.
There was something about him that screamed... unhinged. "Hi, what are you doing down there?"
"H-hiding..."
"Why?"
"Cause I'm scared..."
"Of what?"
"Things..."
Wyatt held out a hand. "Come on out, I'll keep you safe! I'm Wyatt."
Albwin takes Wyatts hand. "My names Albwin. You can call me Alb though."
Wyatt smiled. "Nice to meet you, Alb! What things are you scared of that made you hide?"
"Undead."
Wyatt looks up and around the tavern. "I don't see any..."
A 11 year old looking human kid enters the tavern, he wears fine clothes that seems to just have random colors weaved throughout it, the most common ones being cherry red, bright white, and dark black, along with a small bit of gold making up most of the trim, he has fluffy, wild black hair that seems to have a few random streaks of white, and his eyes are different colors, his left eye is blue, and his right eye is green, and he has very pale, but also healthy looking, skin. He pulls out a small paper bag and takes a small cube of white and pops it into his mouth, smiling as he looks around.
Albwin watches the newcomer from under a table
He rushes over and sits at the table as Timber offers him food, not noticing Albwin.
Albwin watches from the shadows puzzled by their clothes.
*Literally everything about him shall be confusing and chaotic.*
He kicks his legs happily, he seems to have a sort of boot on one foot and what would be a croc without holes in it on the other.
Albwin tilts his head in confusion.
He is unaware of Albwin's presence. *Didn't know what else to put, so boop.*
Albwin tries to move closer to the kid quietly.
Stealth: 19
*Passive perception is 22, so ! *
He looks down under the table. "Oh, Hello!"
Albwin jumps in surprise and backs up.
There was something about him that screamed... unhinged. "Hi, what are you doing down there?"
"H-hiding..."
"Why?"
"Cause I'm scared..."
"Of what?"
"Things..."
Wyatt held out a hand. "Come on out, I'll keep you safe! I'm Wyatt."
Albwin takes Wyatts hand. "My names Albwin. You can call me Alb though."
Wyatt smiled. "Nice to meet you, Alb! What things are you scared of that made you hide?"
"Undead."
Wyatt looks up and around the tavern. "I don't see any..."
"They are nearby...."
Wyatt smiled again. "Don't worry, the future Lord of Chaos will protect you!"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A 11 year old looking human kid enters the tavern, he wears fine clothes that seems to just have random colors weaved throughout it, the most common ones being cherry red, bright white, and dark black, along with a small bit of gold making up most of the trim, he has fluffy, wild black hair that seems to have a few random streaks of white, and his eyes are different colors, his left eye is blue, and his right eye is green, and he has very pale, but also healthy looking, skin. He pulls out a small paper bag and takes a small cube of white and pops it into his mouth, smiling as he looks around.
Albwin watches the newcomer from under a table
He rushes over and sits at the table as Timber offers him food, not noticing Albwin.
Albwin watches from the shadows puzzled by their clothes.
*Literally everything about him shall be confusing and chaotic.*
He kicks his legs happily, he seems to have a sort of boot on one foot and what would be a croc without holes in it on the other.
Albwin tilts his head in confusion.
He is unaware of Albwin's presence. *Didn't know what else to put, so boop.*
Albwin tries to move closer to the kid quietly.
Stealth: 19
*Passive perception is 22, so ! *
He looks down under the table. "Oh, Hello!"
Albwin jumps in surprise and backs up.
There was something about him that screamed... unhinged. "Hi, what are you doing down there?"
"H-hiding..."
"Why?"
"Cause I'm scared..."
"Of what?"
"Things..."
Wyatt held out a hand. "Come on out, I'll keep you safe! I'm Wyatt."
Albwin takes Wyatts hand. "My names Albwin. You can call me Alb though."
Wyatt smiled. "Nice to meet you, Alb! What things are you scared of that made you hide?"
"Undead."
Wyatt looks up and around the tavern. "I don't see any..."
"They are nearby...."
Wyatt smiled again. "Don't worry, the future Lord of Chaos will protect you!"
Penny was upstairs. She was working on a small robotic bird-like creature. Millions of different parts from millions of different things sat around her as she tinkered happily. Beta walked around the room, tidying up a bit, dragging clothes that laid on the floor to piles so they could be washed.
Adder was asleep still.
There is a knock on her door.
Penny raises and eyebrow. Beta trots over and opens the door with his mouth.
A person in a pilot suit stands there.
*Titanfall 2 Pilot suit*
"What do you want?" Penny calls from inside her room
Penny was upstairs. She was working on a small robotic bird-like creature. Millions of different parts from millions of different things sat around her as she tinkered happily. Beta walked around the room, tidying up a bit, dragging clothes that laid on the floor to piles so they could be washed.
Adder was asleep still.
There is a knock on her door.
Penny raises and eyebrow. Beta trots over and opens the door with his mouth.
A person in a pilot suit stands there.
*Titanfall 2 Pilot suit*
"What do you want?" Penny calls from inside her room
"I'm Wyatt! The future Lord of Chaos!" He dug into it, finding it very delicious.
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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.
"Things..."
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Albwin lets out a snort of laughter.
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Wyatt held out a hand. "Come on out, I'll keep you safe! I'm Wyatt."
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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.
Penny was upstairs. She was working on a small robotic bird-like creature. Millions of different parts from millions of different things sat around her as she tinkered happily. Beta walked around the room, tidying up a bit, dragging clothes that laid on the floor to piles so they could be washed.
Adder was asleep still.
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
Albwin takes Wyatts hand. "My names Albwin. You can call me Alb though."
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
It's... complicated. Good and evil aren't as clearly defined where I come from. I've known good people who believe conquering is a good thing.
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Wyatt smiled. "Nice to meet you, Alb! What things are you scared of that made you hide?"
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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.
There is a knock on her door.
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Penny raises and eyebrow. Beta trots over and opens the door with his mouth.
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
"Undead."
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A person in a pilot suit stands there.
*Titanfall 2 Pilot suit*
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Wyatt looks up and around the tavern. "I don't see any..."
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"What do you want?" Penny calls from inside her room
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
"Do you have experience with working on robots?"
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"They are nearby...."
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Wyatt smiled again. "Don't worry, the future Lord of Chaos will protect you!"
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He tilts his head confused.
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"Somewhat yes"
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
"Can I get some help then."
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