Frisk is wandering the forest, looking for Phantomizakell.
Phantom is relatively near the edge, watching over the now-sleeping Caelum, looking rather tired himself.
Frisk approaches the dragon.
*Hello. My name is Frisk.
*Would you be willing to expend a wish to save a child?
*(Not me)
Phantom chuckles, the sound shaking the ground and sending birds in some of the nearby trees flying away. Greetings Frisk. I will need to know more in order to properly craft the spell. but yes, I'll help you. Phantom actually lays down while he's speaking, but keeps his eyes on Frisk, the deep green gaze searching.
*He does have truesight.*
He can see the ghostly figure of a cheerful-looking child in a yellow and green sweater examining him and talking to Frisk.
*Well...
*He was once a boss monster. They sort of look like goats. He helped his sibling and tried to free his people, but the humans hurt him badly. The Royal Scientist accidentally turned him into a cruel flower with no SOUL. I managed to help him a little bit, but to return him to his parents... I need to save him.
Phantom nods, his eyes flicking back and forth between Frisk and the ghostly figure. "Interesting. What about a name?"
The figure looks distant at the mention of this, but Frisk looks stoic. As always.
*Asriel. But as a flower...
*...
*Flowey.
Phantom nods again. "I will call him by his original name then, since that is the form he needs to be in."
While he's talking, he directs a question towards the ghost standing next to Frisk. Yes, I can see you. Who are you?
"Now, to properly word the spell. If it isn't worded properly, then things can go wrong." His voice trails off as he seems to ponder this problem.
Frisk nods.
*You can see me. This was... an unforeseen developement...
Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Usually people who are invisible want to stay hidden for a reason.
"I think I have it." Phantom says. He taps a ring on one of his talons that begins to glow slightly and takes a deep breath. "I wish for the one named Asriel to be returned to their original form, alive and well, with full knowledge of who they are, and who their friends are; that they no longer be confined to their existence as Flowey, but return to who they once were." As Phantom finishes, the ring emits a bright flash, and Asriel appears in front of Phantom, alive and well.
Both Frisk and the ghost (Chara) are speechless. Asriel smiles at his friends, and they walk away together.
*Its a shame Frisk had to go so early, but at least a true happy ending for UNDERTALE was achieved...*
*It is, but who says they need to leave? There are friends to be made here, if they so want.*
One last thought to Chara: If you so wish, there are some here who could return you to life, if you are indeed dead, and not merely invisible.
My soul is gone. My life is none. But I have my friends, and I am contented with what I have now.
Frisk is wandering the forest, looking for Phantomizakell.
Phantom is relatively near the edge, watching over the now-sleeping Caelum, looking rather tired himself.
Frisk approaches the dragon.
*Hello. My name is Frisk.
*Would you be willing to expend a wish to save a child?
*(Not me)
Phantom chuckles, the sound shaking the ground and sending birds in some of the nearby trees flying away. Greetings Frisk. I will need to know more in order to properly craft the spell. but yes, I'll help you. Phantom actually lays down while he's speaking, but keeps his eyes on Frisk, the deep green gaze searching.
*He does have truesight.*
He can see the ghostly figure of a cheerful-looking child in a yellow and green sweater examining him and talking to Frisk.
*Well...
*He was once a boss monster. They sort of look like goats. He helped his sibling and tried to free his people, but the humans hurt him badly. The Royal Scientist accidentally turned him into a cruel flower with no SOUL. I managed to help him a little bit, but to return him to his parents... I need to save him.
Phantom nods, his eyes flicking back and forth between Frisk and the ghostly figure. "Interesting. What about a name?"
The figure looks distant at the mention of this, but Frisk looks stoic. As always.
*Asriel. But as a flower...
*...
*Flowey.
Phantom nods again. "I will call him by his original name then, since that is the form he needs to be in."
While he's talking, he directs a question towards the ghost standing next to Frisk. Yes, I can see you. Who are you?
"Now, to properly word the spell. If it isn't worded properly, then things can go wrong." His voice trails off as he seems to ponder this problem.
Frisk nods.
*You can see me. This was... an unforeseen developement...
Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Usually people who are invisible want to stay hidden for a reason.
"I think I have it." Phantom says. He taps a ring on one of his talons that begins to glow slightly and takes a deep breath. "I wish for the one named Asriel to be returned to their original form, alive and well, with full knowledge of who they are, and who their friends are; that they no longer be confined to their existence as Flowey, but return to who they once were." As Phantom finishes, the ring emits a bright flash, and Asriel appears in front of Phantom, alive and well.
Both Frisk and the ghost (Chara) are speechless. Asriel smiles at his friends, and they walk away together.
*Its a shame Frisk had to go so early, but at least a true happy ending for UNDERTALE was achieved...*
*It is, but who says they need to leave? There are friends to be made here, if they so want.*
One last thought to Chara: If you so wish, there are some here who could return you to life, if you are indeed dead, and not merely invisible.
My soul is gone. My life is none. But I have my friends, and I am contented with what I have now.
Phantom nods. Very well. I wish you well, whatever your name may be.
*Does anyone want to interact with any of my characters?*
The spined devil is in the rafters.
Avarice is very, very drunk in Sigil.
Tenar is trying to pick up a bottle.
Szaren is reading.
Mithris walks over to Szaren. "Hello. I don't think we've talked very much, but I know you're close friends with Enethia. I'm Mithris."
"I think we've met." He smiles. "You're dating Kalnor, right?"
"Not exactly. We're still working some things out."
If hes near enough to hear :And it can take as long as it needs to. Just as long as things end up in a way where youre happy:
*He or she? You put he, but did sign language.*
*He as in Kalnor. As in if Kalnor is near enough to the 2*
*Oh. I'm dumb.*
:Thank you, Kalnor:
*TTB!!!*
*Yes, that is my name.*
*Your presence startled me, Lord Thauraeln.*
*Wait, why? I guess I'm not usually on this late.*
*That, and you usually say hello and summary of the last (insert number) pages?*
*I was last on a page ago, so that wasn't necessary.*
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*Does anyone want to interact with any of my characters?*
The spined devil is in the rafters.
Avarice is very, very drunk in Sigil.
Tenar is trying to pick up a bottle.
Szaren is reading.
Mithris walks over to Szaren. "Hello. I don't think we've talked very much, but I know you're close friends with Enethia. I'm Mithris."
"I think we've met." He smiles. "You're dating Kalnor, right?"
"Not exactly. We're still working some things out."
If hes near enough to hear :And it can take as long as it needs to. Just as long as things end up in a way where youre happy:
*He or she? You put he, but did sign language.*
*He as in Kalnor. As in if Kalnor is near enough to the 2*
*Oh. I'm dumb.*
:Thank you, Kalnor:
*No, me is dumb* He smiles :You dont need to thank me. I just want something for you that youve given me so many times:
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Yazrin nods. "Thank you." He says, his voice equally low and solemn. "But enough of such things. I believe you mentioned drinks?"
She nodded. "I've only had the cider here, but it was much better than I'm used to. What do you prefer?"
*Wait, that's not Atemos!*
*🥸 you sure?*
*Could I have one of my characters RP with female Atemos?*
*Female Atemos sounds like a horrid idea.*
*It really does. But seriously, yes or no?*
*Nessa?*
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Just in The distance a figure is seen dashing towards the tavern, hard to distinguish but as it never it can been seen as light blue & red, then as it comes into clear view, it can be seen as a light blue skinned person, with white hair, wearing red monk garb & a red blindfold over their eyes, bent over in a way of running its hard to tell height but they seem human-sized. They continue to make a fast dash towards the tavern.
My soul is gone. My life is none. But I have my friends, and I am contented with what I have now.
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
Phantom nods. Very well. I wish you well, whatever your name may be.
*Alright, I'm gonna sign off now, since basically everyone else has too. G'night y'all!*
*Good night!! Tomorrow, I'll be playing dnd with some of my friends irl*
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
*I was last on a page ago, so that wasn't necessary.*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*so I wonder who's on, well whenever someone is, what did I miss?*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*No, me is dumb* He smiles :You dont need to thank me. I just want something for you that youve given me so many times:
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Arrow is really focused on flying training and drills.
Valian is more calmly looking for a consistent source of money.
*new character time*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*oh yeh you don't do the walk up to character thing, what are your characters doing Chris?*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Nessa?*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Sloooow*
I'm the Valar (leader and creator) of The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit/Anything Tolkien Cult!
Member of the Cult of Cats, High Elf of the Elven Guild, and Sauce Priest & Sauce Smith of the Supreme Court of Sauce.
If you want some casual roleplay/adventures in Middle Earth, check out The Wild's Edge Tavern, a LotR/Middle Earth tavern!
JOIN TIAMAT'S CONGA LINE!
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*Jerma is slow too.*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Corril is making ammunition. Again.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Erevan is just hanging around muttering something about how he hated this job
Solanar is... Not even gonna try to remember all of it. Lots of stuff, anyway.
Exaos booored
Lindir existing
Legolas isn't
I'm the Valar (leader and creator) of The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit/Anything Tolkien Cult!
Member of the Cult of Cats, High Elf of the Elven Guild, and Sauce Priest & Sauce Smith of the Supreme Court of Sauce.
If you want some casual roleplay/adventures in Middle Earth, check out The Wild's Edge Tavern, a LotR/Middle Earth tavern!
JOIN TIAMAT'S CONGA LINE!
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*Morning All!*
Soldaer is no longer drunk in Sigil.
Phantom is watching over a sleeping Caelum.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Gutbuster.
Yazrin is nearly invisible in the shadows of a corner of the tavern, slowly drinking a glass of Feywine.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Just in The distance a figure is seen dashing towards the tavern, hard to distinguish but as it never it can been seen as light blue & red, then as it comes into clear view, it can be seen as a light blue skinned person, with white hair, wearing red monk garb & a red blindfold over their eyes, bent over in a way of running its hard to tell height but they seem human-sized. They continue to make a fast dash towards the tavern.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Hello everyone!*
The snow has changed into a light downpour.
Timber is under her tree, trying to keep her drawings dry.
Tevelin is a grownup again, rejoicing by playing awesome and inspirational video game songs.
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
"Oi!" Arrow shouts from the door of the tavern over to her.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.