"...YOU [1GP]!" A hand shoots up and grips Poppy's throat, the hand turns to a werewolf hand. For the grapple: 19
Poppy lets out a small squeek before she's grabbed, grabbing wolfe's wrist to keep from being choked
After breathing heavily for a moment, Wolfe focuses onto Poppy, blinking a few times. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Poppy!" She let go quickly.
"Jeez," Poppy breaths heavily for a moment, "Gotta say, you're the first gal to choke me," she rubs her throat,
"Sorry, I sort of had an... intruder in my head."
"I'm not complaining, just give warning if you want to do something like that. Thought i was about to get eaten, full instincts kicked in for a second. Who was in your mind?"
"I don't know, never heard his voice before."
*Poppy: Sneakily flirts*
*Wolfe: Sorry, just got mentally bullied.*
*She try her best*
"Hmm, what did it sound like?"
-describes Atemos's voice, however it sounds-
She sighs, "Hyena boy..."
"Yes, he even laughed like one. I swear, I'M GONNA RIP HIM APART!"
"What did he do to peeve you so bad?"
She growled a bit. "He insulted some friends of mine who died. Then continued to insult them and question my loyalty to them." She flexed her hand, forcing it to go back to a human hand. "He's gonna regret it."
Poppy is currently fighting most lingering insticts, her ears folded down, "Um, he's kinda dangerous."
Wolfe slowly turned her head to Poppy, a very, very, very murderous look in her eye. "I. Don't. Care."
Poppys legs twitch as she starts getting fight or flight sensations, "Thats um... you should."
*Considering that Poppy is practically looking at a literal wolf Wolfe, I'm surprised she hasn't run off already.*
"Why's that?" She stood up (6'2).
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Albwin is sleeping on the couch. His hair flutters off of his forehead each time he breathes out.
Osmar is drawing in his journal.
My new character is rolling a marble for his pseudodragon
The person in the bronze suit glances over as his clockwork canary tries to play with the pseudodragon.
The pseudodragon tilts its head and blinks at it with bright green eyes
The person's armor creaks and the canary hops around the dragon. The wielding mask looks at the other person and says: "Sorry about that. I can stop it if you want me to."
Eaton looks up. "No its fine. Smidge needs a playmate."
The person extends a gauntleted hand. "My name is Paris. Nice to meet you. And Smidge."
Eaton shakes the hand. "Names Eaton, Eaton Mersk. Druid of the Swordcoast."
The machine underneath the Paris' cloak spits out more steam. "A druid huh? Never met a druid. I go by He/Him by the way, and I am an artificer, if you haven't guessed already."
"Huh, never heard of an artificer. I also go by he/him." Eaton chuckles a little. "Sorry, I haven't been around people for a long time."
"Likewise. I was bored, and heard this place was fun." Paris reaches into his cloak and retrieves a small dragon figure, a little smaller than Smidge. "I made this a while ago." He releases it and winds it up.
Smidge watches with interest.
The dragon burps a spark and hops around with Smidge and the canary. "So what brings you here?"
"People." Eaton says watching Smidge. Smidge bats at the canary playfully
Paris grunts. "I wish I was better with people. All I can make is these." His gauntlet motions to the automatons.
"Most of my friends are animals. I suppose we are all crazy in our own ways." Smidge wanders over to Paris and stares at him
"Our own ways." Paris absentmindedly scratches Smidges chin while looking at Eaton. You can't see much behind his mask.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Albwin is sleeping on the couch. His hair flutters off of his forehead each time he breathes out.
Osmar is drawing in his journal.
My new character is rolling a marble for his pseudodragon
The person in the bronze suit glances over as his clockwork canary tries to play with the pseudodragon.
The pseudodragon tilts its head and blinks at it with bright green eyes
The person's armor creaks and the canary hops around the dragon. The wielding mask looks at the other person and says: "Sorry about that. I can stop it if you want me to."
Eaton looks up. "No its fine. Smidge needs a playmate."
The person extends a gauntleted hand. "My name is Paris. Nice to meet you. And Smidge."
Eaton shakes the hand. "Names Eaton, Eaton Mersk. Druid of the Swordcoast."
The machine underneath the Paris' cloak spits out more steam. "A druid huh? Never met a druid. I go by He/Him by the way, and I am an artificer, if you haven't guessed already."
"Huh, never heard of an artificer. I also go by he/him." Eaton chuckles a little. "Sorry, I haven't been around people for a long time."
"Likewise. I was bored, and heard this place was fun." Paris reaches into his cloak and retrieves a small dragon figure, a little smaller than Smidge. "I made this a while ago." He releases it and winds it up.
Smidge watches with interest.
The dragon burps a spark and hops around with Smidge and the canary. "So what brings you here?"
"People." Eaton says watching Smidge. Smidge bats at the canary playfully
Paris grunts. "I wish I was better with people. All I can make is these." His gauntlet motions to the automatons.
"Most of my friends are animals. I suppose we are all crazy in our own ways." Smidge wanders over to Paris and stares at him
"Our own ways." Paris absentmindedly scratches Smidges chin while looking at eaton. You can't see much behind his mask.
Smidge gives a happy purr. Eaton hums a small song while absentmindedly flipping a coin
"...YOU [1GP]!" A hand shoots up and grips Poppy's throat, the hand turns to a werewolf hand. For the grapple: 19
Poppy lets out a small squeek before she's grabbed, grabbing wolfe's wrist to keep from being choked
After breathing heavily for a moment, Wolfe focuses onto Poppy, blinking a few times. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Poppy!" She let go quickly.
"Jeez," Poppy breaths heavily for a moment, "Gotta say, you're the first gal to choke me," she rubs her throat,
"Sorry, I sort of had an... intruder in my head."
"I'm not complaining, just give warning if you want to do something like that. Thought i was about to get eaten, full instincts kicked in for a second. Who was in your mind?"
"I don't know, never heard his voice before."
*Poppy: Sneakily flirts*
*Wolfe: Sorry, just got mentally bullied.*
*She try her best*
"Hmm, what did it sound like?"
-describes Atemos's voice, however it sounds-
She sighs, "Hyena boy..."
"Yes, he even laughed like one. I swear, I'M GONNA RIP HIM APART!"
"What did he do to peeve you so bad?"
She growled a bit. "He insulted some friends of mine who died. Then continued to insult them and question my loyalty to them." She flexed her hand, forcing it to go back to a human hand. "He's gonna regret it."
Poppy is currently fighting most lingering insticts, her ears folded down, "Um, he's kinda dangerous."
Wolfe slowly turned her head to Poppy, a very, very, very murderous look in her eye. "I. Don't. Care."
Poppys legs twitch as she starts getting fight or flight sensations, "Thats um... you should."
*Considering that Poppy is practically looking at a literal wolf Wolfe, I'm surprised she hasn't run off already.*
"Why's that?" She stood up (6'2).
*Oh yeah, litterally getting bashed with the instinct to gtfo*
"...YOU [1GP]!" A hand shoots up and grips Poppy's throat, the hand turns to a werewolf hand. For the grapple: 19
Poppy lets out a small squeek before she's grabbed, grabbing wolfe's wrist to keep from being choked
After breathing heavily for a moment, Wolfe focuses onto Poppy, blinking a few times. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Poppy!" She let go quickly.
"Jeez," Poppy breaths heavily for a moment, "Gotta say, you're the first gal to choke me," she rubs her throat,
"Sorry, I sort of had an... intruder in my head."
"I'm not complaining, just give warning if you want to do something like that. Thought i was about to get eaten, full instincts kicked in for a second. Who was in your mind?"
"I don't know, never heard his voice before."
*Poppy: Sneakily flirts*
*Wolfe: Sorry, just got mentally bullied.*
*She try her best*
"Hmm, what did it sound like?"
-describes Atemos's voice, however it sounds-
She sighs, "Hyena boy..."
"Yes, he even laughed like one. I swear, I'M GONNA RIP HIM APART!"
"What did he do to peeve you so bad?"
She growled a bit. "He insulted some friends of mine who died. Then continued to insult them and question my loyalty to them." She flexed her hand, forcing it to go back to a human hand. "He's gonna regret it."
Poppy is currently fighting most lingering insticts, her ears folded down, "Um, he's kinda dangerous."
Wolfe slowly turned her head to Poppy, a very, very, very murderous look in her eye. "I. Don't. Care."
Poppys legs twitch as she starts getting fight or flight sensations, "Thats um... you should."
*Considering that Poppy is practically looking at a literal wolf Wolfe, I'm surprised she hasn't run off already.*
"Why's that?" She stood up (6'2).
*Oh yeah, litterally getting bashed with the instinct to gtfo*
"...YOU [1GP]!" A hand shoots up and grips Poppy's throat, the hand turns to a werewolf hand. For the grapple: 19
Poppy lets out a small squeek before she's grabbed, grabbing wolfe's wrist to keep from being choked
After breathing heavily for a moment, Wolfe focuses onto Poppy, blinking a few times. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Poppy!" She let go quickly.
"Jeez," Poppy breaths heavily for a moment, "Gotta say, you're the first gal to choke me," she rubs her throat,
"Sorry, I sort of had an... intruder in my head."
"I'm not complaining, just give warning if you want to do something like that. Thought i was about to get eaten, full instincts kicked in for a second. Who was in your mind?"
"I don't know, never heard his voice before."
*Poppy: Sneakily flirts*
*Wolfe: Sorry, just got mentally bullied.*
*She try her best*
"Hmm, what did it sound like?"
-describes Atemos's voice, however it sounds-
She sighs, "Hyena boy..."
"Yes, he even laughed like one. I swear, I'M GONNA RIP HIM APART!"
"What did he do to peeve you so bad?"
She growled a bit. "He insulted some friends of mine who died. Then continued to insult them and question my loyalty to them." She flexed her hand, forcing it to go back to a human hand. "He's gonna regret it."
Poppy is currently fighting most lingering insticts, her ears folded down, "Um, he's kinda dangerous."
Wolfe slowly turned her head to Poppy, a very, very, very murderous look in her eye. "I. Don't. Care."
Poppys legs twitch as she starts getting fight or flight sensations, "Thats um... you should."
*Considering that Poppy is practically looking at a literal wolf Wolfe, I'm surprised she hasn't run off already.*
"Why's that?" She stood up (6'2).
*Oh yeah, litterally getting bashed with the instinct to gtfo*
"...YOU [1GP]!" A hand shoots up and grips Poppy's throat, the hand turns to a werewolf hand. For the grapple: 19
Poppy lets out a small squeek before she's grabbed, grabbing wolfe's wrist to keep from being choked
After breathing heavily for a moment, Wolfe focuses onto Poppy, blinking a few times. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Poppy!" She let go quickly.
"Jeez," Poppy breaths heavily for a moment, "Gotta say, you're the first gal to choke me," she rubs her throat,
"Sorry, I sort of had an... intruder in my head."
"I'm not complaining, just give warning if you want to do something like that. Thought i was about to get eaten, full instincts kicked in for a second. Who was in your mind?"
"I don't know, never heard his voice before."
*Poppy: Sneakily flirts*
*Wolfe: Sorry, just got mentally bullied.*
*She try her best*
"Hmm, what did it sound like?"
-describes Atemos's voice, however it sounds-
She sighs, "Hyena boy..."
"Yes, he even laughed like one. I swear, I'M GONNA RIP HIM APART!"
"What did he do to peeve you so bad?"
She growled a bit. "He insulted some friends of mine who died. Then continued to insult them and question my loyalty to them." She flexed her hand, forcing it to go back to a human hand. "He's gonna regret it."
Poppy is currently fighting most lingering insticts, her ears folded down, "Um, he's kinda dangerous."
Wolfe slowly turned her head to Poppy, a very, very, very murderous look in her eye. "I. Don't. Care."
Poppys legs twitch as she starts getting fight or flight sensations, "Thats um... you should."
*Considering that Poppy is practically looking at a literal wolf Wolfe, I'm surprised she hasn't run off already.*
"Why's that?" She stood up (6'2).
*Oh yeah, litterally getting bashed with the instinct to gtfo*
"I never cared about that, he messed with my dead friends, he's gonna PAY!" She growled on the last word.
*Yeeeeeeep*
The last growl definatly got through given the fact poppy shot off like a rubber ball, peeking out from behind the couch in fear
Wolfe froze, then looked down at her own hands. "Oh..." He punched herself in the forehead and sat down, rubbing her temples. "Calm down, Wolfe, calm down..." She did some breathing techniques to focus.
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"...YOU [1GP]!" A hand shoots up and grips Poppy's throat, the hand turns to a werewolf hand. For the grapple: 19
Poppy lets out a small squeek before she's grabbed, grabbing wolfe's wrist to keep from being choked
After breathing heavily for a moment, Wolfe focuses onto Poppy, blinking a few times. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Poppy!" She let go quickly.
"Jeez," Poppy breaths heavily for a moment, "Gotta say, you're the first gal to choke me," she rubs her throat,
"Sorry, I sort of had an... intruder in my head."
"I'm not complaining, just give warning if you want to do something like that. Thought i was about to get eaten, full instincts kicked in for a second. Who was in your mind?"
"I don't know, never heard his voice before."
*Poppy: Sneakily flirts*
*Wolfe: Sorry, just got mentally bullied.*
*She try her best*
"Hmm, what did it sound like?"
-describes Atemos's voice, however it sounds-
She sighs, "Hyena boy..."
"Yes, he even laughed like one. I swear, I'M GONNA RIP HIM APART!"
"What did he do to peeve you so bad?"
She growled a bit. "He insulted some friends of mine who died. Then continued to insult them and question my loyalty to them." She flexed her hand, forcing it to go back to a human hand. "He's gonna regret it."
Poppy is currently fighting most lingering insticts, her ears folded down, "Um, he's kinda dangerous."
Wolfe slowly turned her head to Poppy, a very, very, very murderous look in her eye. "I. Don't. Care."
Poppys legs twitch as she starts getting fight or flight sensations, "Thats um... you should."
*Considering that Poppy is practically looking at a literal wolf Wolfe, I'm surprised she hasn't run off already.*
"Why's that?" She stood up (6'2).
*Oh yeah, litterally getting bashed with the instinct to gtfo*
"I never cared about that, he messed with my dead friends, he's gonna PAY!" She growled on the last word.
*Yeeeeeeep*
The last growl definatly got through given the fact poppy shot off like a rubber ball, peeking out from behind the couch in fear
Wolfe froze, then looked down at her own hands. "Oh..." He punched herself in the forehead and sat down, rubbing her temples. "Calm down, Wolfe, calm down..." She did some breathing techniques to focus.
After a little bit poppy comes back out from behind the couch
"...YOU [1GP]!" A hand shoots up and grips Poppy's throat, the hand turns to a werewolf hand. For the grapple: 19
Poppy lets out a small squeek before she's grabbed, grabbing wolfe's wrist to keep from being choked
After breathing heavily for a moment, Wolfe focuses onto Poppy, blinking a few times. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Poppy!" She let go quickly.
"Jeez," Poppy breaths heavily for a moment, "Gotta say, you're the first gal to choke me," she rubs her throat,
"Sorry, I sort of had an... intruder in my head."
"I'm not complaining, just give warning if you want to do something like that. Thought i was about to get eaten, full instincts kicked in for a second. Who was in your mind?"
"I don't know, never heard his voice before."
*Poppy: Sneakily flirts*
*Wolfe: Sorry, just got mentally bullied.*
*She try her best*
"Hmm, what did it sound like?"
-describes Atemos's voice, however it sounds-
She sighs, "Hyena boy..."
"Yes, he even laughed like one. I swear, I'M GONNA RIP HIM APART!"
"What did he do to peeve you so bad?"
She growled a bit. "He insulted some friends of mine who died. Then continued to insult them and question my loyalty to them." She flexed her hand, forcing it to go back to a human hand. "He's gonna regret it."
Poppy is currently fighting most lingering insticts, her ears folded down, "Um, he's kinda dangerous."
Wolfe slowly turned her head to Poppy, a very, very, very murderous look in her eye. "I. Don't. Care."
Poppys legs twitch as she starts getting fight or flight sensations, "Thats um... you should."
*Considering that Poppy is practically looking at a literal wolf Wolfe, I'm surprised she hasn't run off already.*
"Why's that?" She stood up (6'2).
*Oh yeah, litterally getting bashed with the instinct to gtfo*
"I never cared about that, he messed with my dead friends, he's gonna PAY!" She growled on the last word.
*Yeeeeeeep*
The last growl definatly got through given the fact poppy shot off like a rubber ball, peeking out from behind the couch in fear
Wolfe froze, then looked down at her own hands. "Oh..." He punched herself in the forehead and sat down, rubbing her temples. "Calm down, Wolfe, calm down..." She did some breathing techniques to focus.
After a little bit poppy comes back out from behind the couch
"Ugh, sorry for scaring you, Poppy."
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"...YOU [1GP]!" A hand shoots up and grips Poppy's throat, the hand turns to a werewolf hand. For the grapple: 19
Poppy lets out a small squeek before she's grabbed, grabbing wolfe's wrist to keep from being choked
After breathing heavily for a moment, Wolfe focuses onto Poppy, blinking a few times. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Poppy!" She let go quickly.
"Jeez," Poppy breaths heavily for a moment, "Gotta say, you're the first gal to choke me," she rubs her throat,
"Sorry, I sort of had an... intruder in my head."
"I'm not complaining, just give warning if you want to do something like that. Thought i was about to get eaten, full instincts kicked in for a second. Who was in your mind?"
"I don't know, never heard his voice before."
*Poppy: Sneakily flirts*
*Wolfe: Sorry, just got mentally bullied.*
*She try her best*
"Hmm, what did it sound like?"
-describes Atemos's voice, however it sounds-
She sighs, "Hyena boy..."
"Yes, he even laughed like one. I swear, I'M GONNA RIP HIM APART!"
"What did he do to peeve you so bad?"
She growled a bit. "He insulted some friends of mine who died. Then continued to insult them and question my loyalty to them." She flexed her hand, forcing it to go back to a human hand. "He's gonna regret it."
Poppy is currently fighting most lingering insticts, her ears folded down, "Um, he's kinda dangerous."
Wolfe slowly turned her head to Poppy, a very, very, very murderous look in her eye. "I. Don't. Care."
Poppys legs twitch as she starts getting fight or flight sensations, "Thats um... you should."
*Considering that Poppy is practically looking at a literal wolf Wolfe, I'm surprised she hasn't run off already.*
"Why's that?" She stood up (6'2).
*Oh yeah, litterally getting bashed with the instinct to gtfo*
"I never cared about that, he messed with my dead friends, he's gonna PAY!" She growled on the last word.
*Yeeeeeeep*
The last growl definatly got through given the fact poppy shot off like a rubber ball, peeking out from behind the couch in fear
Wolfe froze, then looked down at her own hands. "Oh..." He punched herself in the forehead and sat down, rubbing her temples. "Calm down, Wolfe, calm down..." She did some breathing techniques to focus.
After a little bit poppy comes back out from behind the couch
"...YOU [1GP]!" A hand shoots up and grips Poppy's throat, the hand turns to a werewolf hand. For the grapple: 19
Poppy lets out a small squeek before she's grabbed, grabbing wolfe's wrist to keep from being choked
After breathing heavily for a moment, Wolfe focuses onto Poppy, blinking a few times. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Poppy!" She let go quickly.
"Jeez," Poppy breaths heavily for a moment, "Gotta say, you're the first gal to choke me," she rubs her throat,
"Sorry, I sort of had an... intruder in my head."
"I'm not complaining, just give warning if you want to do something like that. Thought i was about to get eaten, full instincts kicked in for a second. Who was in your mind?"
"I don't know, never heard his voice before."
*Poppy: Sneakily flirts*
*Wolfe: Sorry, just got mentally bullied.*
*She try her best*
"Hmm, what did it sound like?"
-describes Atemos's voice, however it sounds-
She sighs, "Hyena boy..."
"Yes, he even laughed like one. I swear, I'M GONNA RIP HIM APART!"
"What did he do to peeve you so bad?"
She growled a bit. "He insulted some friends of mine who died. Then continued to insult them and question my loyalty to them." She flexed her hand, forcing it to go back to a human hand. "He's gonna regret it."
Poppy is currently fighting most lingering insticts, her ears folded down, "Um, he's kinda dangerous."
Wolfe slowly turned her head to Poppy, a very, very, very murderous look in her eye. "I. Don't. Care."
Poppys legs twitch as she starts getting fight or flight sensations, "Thats um... you should."
*Considering that Poppy is practically looking at a literal wolf Wolfe, I'm surprised she hasn't run off already.*
"Why's that?" She stood up (6'2).
*Oh yeah, litterally getting bashed with the instinct to gtfo*
"I never cared about that, he messed with my dead friends, he's gonna PAY!" She growled on the last word.
*Yeeeeeeep*
The last growl definatly got through given the fact poppy shot off like a rubber ball, peeking out from behind the couch in fear
Wolfe froze, then looked down at her own hands. "Oh..." He punched herself in the forehead and sat down, rubbing her temples. "Calm down, Wolfe, calm down..." She did some breathing techniques to focus.
After a little bit poppy comes back out from behind the couch
"Ugh, sorry for scaring you, Poppy."
"I-its ok."
"Nah, it's not. I got way to angry, and I directed it at you."
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"...YOU [1GP]!" A hand shoots up and grips Poppy's throat, the hand turns to a werewolf hand. For the grapple: 19
Poppy lets out a small squeek before she's grabbed, grabbing wolfe's wrist to keep from being choked
After breathing heavily for a moment, Wolfe focuses onto Poppy, blinking a few times. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Poppy!" She let go quickly.
"Jeez," Poppy breaths heavily for a moment, "Gotta say, you're the first gal to choke me," she rubs her throat,
"Sorry, I sort of had an... intruder in my head."
"I'm not complaining, just give warning if you want to do something like that. Thought i was about to get eaten, full instincts kicked in for a second. Who was in your mind?"
"I don't know, never heard his voice before."
*Poppy: Sneakily flirts*
*Wolfe: Sorry, just got mentally bullied.*
*She try her best*
"Hmm, what did it sound like?"
-describes Atemos's voice, however it sounds-
She sighs, "Hyena boy..."
"Yes, he even laughed like one. I swear, I'M GONNA RIP HIM APART!"
"What did he do to peeve you so bad?"
She growled a bit. "He insulted some friends of mine who died. Then continued to insult them and question my loyalty to them." She flexed her hand, forcing it to go back to a human hand. "He's gonna regret it."
Poppy is currently fighting most lingering insticts, her ears folded down, "Um, he's kinda dangerous."
Wolfe slowly turned her head to Poppy, a very, very, very murderous look in her eye. "I. Don't. Care."
Poppys legs twitch as she starts getting fight or flight sensations, "Thats um... you should."
*Considering that Poppy is practically looking at a literal wolf Wolfe, I'm surprised she hasn't run off already.*
"Why's that?" She stood up (6'2).
*Oh yeah, litterally getting bashed with the instinct to gtfo*
"I never cared about that, he messed with my dead friends, he's gonna PAY!" She growled on the last word.
*Yeeeeeeep*
The last growl definatly got through given the fact poppy shot off like a rubber ball, peeking out from behind the couch in fear
Wolfe froze, then looked down at her own hands. "Oh..." He punched herself in the forehead and sat down, rubbing her temples. "Calm down, Wolfe, calm down..." She did some breathing techniques to focus.
After a little bit poppy comes back out from behind the couch
"Ugh, sorry for scaring you, Poppy."
"I-its ok."
"Nah, it's not. I got way to angry, and I directed it at you."
"...YOU [1GP]!" A hand shoots up and grips Poppy's throat, the hand turns to a werewolf hand. For the grapple: 19
Poppy lets out a small squeek before she's grabbed, grabbing wolfe's wrist to keep from being choked
After breathing heavily for a moment, Wolfe focuses onto Poppy, blinking a few times. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Poppy!" She let go quickly.
"Jeez," Poppy breaths heavily for a moment, "Gotta say, you're the first gal to choke me," she rubs her throat,
"Sorry, I sort of had an... intruder in my head."
"I'm not complaining, just give warning if you want to do something like that. Thought i was about to get eaten, full instincts kicked in for a second. Who was in your mind?"
"I don't know, never heard his voice before."
*Poppy: Sneakily flirts*
*Wolfe: Sorry, just got mentally bullied.*
*She try her best*
"Hmm, what did it sound like?"
-describes Atemos's voice, however it sounds-
She sighs, "Hyena boy..."
"Yes, he even laughed like one. I swear, I'M GONNA RIP HIM APART!"
"What did he do to peeve you so bad?"
She growled a bit. "He insulted some friends of mine who died. Then continued to insult them and question my loyalty to them." She flexed her hand, forcing it to go back to a human hand. "He's gonna regret it."
Poppy is currently fighting most lingering insticts, her ears folded down, "Um, he's kinda dangerous."
Wolfe slowly turned her head to Poppy, a very, very, very murderous look in her eye. "I. Don't. Care."
Poppys legs twitch as she starts getting fight or flight sensations, "Thats um... you should."
*Considering that Poppy is practically looking at a literal wolf Wolfe, I'm surprised she hasn't run off already.*
"Why's that?" She stood up (6'2).
*Oh yeah, litterally getting bashed with the instinct to gtfo*
"I never cared about that, he messed with my dead friends, he's gonna PAY!" She growled on the last word.
*Yeeeeeeep*
The last growl definatly got through given the fact poppy shot off like a rubber ball, peeking out from behind the couch in fear
Wolfe froze, then looked down at her own hands. "Oh..." He punched herself in the forehead and sat down, rubbing her temples. "Calm down, Wolfe, calm down..." She did some breathing techniques to focus.
After a little bit poppy comes back out from behind the couch
"Ugh, sorry for scaring you, Poppy."
"I-its ok."
"Nah, it's not. I got way to angry, and I directed it at you."
"I'm fine, i'm r-recovered"
Wolfe took another deep breath and sighed. "First, I grab your throat, then I yell and growl at you, you gotta be a bit mad at me."
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"...YOU [1GP]!" A hand shoots up and grips Poppy's throat, the hand turns to a werewolf hand. For the grapple: 19
Poppy lets out a small squeek before she's grabbed, grabbing wolfe's wrist to keep from being choked
After breathing heavily for a moment, Wolfe focuses onto Poppy, blinking a few times. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Poppy!" She let go quickly.
"Jeez," Poppy breaths heavily for a moment, "Gotta say, you're the first gal to choke me," she rubs her throat,
"Sorry, I sort of had an... intruder in my head."
"I'm not complaining, just give warning if you want to do something like that. Thought i was about to get eaten, full instincts kicked in for a second. Who was in your mind?"
"I don't know, never heard his voice before."
*Poppy: Sneakily flirts*
*Wolfe: Sorry, just got mentally bullied.*
*She try her best*
"Hmm, what did it sound like?"
-describes Atemos's voice, however it sounds-
She sighs, "Hyena boy..."
"Yes, he even laughed like one. I swear, I'M GONNA RIP HIM APART!"
"What did he do to peeve you so bad?"
She growled a bit. "He insulted some friends of mine who died. Then continued to insult them and question my loyalty to them." She flexed her hand, forcing it to go back to a human hand. "He's gonna regret it."
Poppy is currently fighting most lingering insticts, her ears folded down, "Um, he's kinda dangerous."
Wolfe slowly turned her head to Poppy, a very, very, very murderous look in her eye. "I. Don't. Care."
Poppys legs twitch as she starts getting fight or flight sensations, "Thats um... you should."
*Considering that Poppy is practically looking at a literal wolf Wolfe, I'm surprised she hasn't run off already.*
"Why's that?" She stood up (6'2).
*Oh yeah, litterally getting bashed with the instinct to gtfo*
"I never cared about that, he messed with my dead friends, he's gonna PAY!" She growled on the last word.
*Yeeeeeeep*
The last growl definatly got through given the fact poppy shot off like a rubber ball, peeking out from behind the couch in fear
Wolfe froze, then looked down at her own hands. "Oh..." He punched herself in the forehead and sat down, rubbing her temples. "Calm down, Wolfe, calm down..." She did some breathing techniques to focus.
After a little bit poppy comes back out from behind the couch
"Ugh, sorry for scaring you, Poppy."
"I-its ok."
"Nah, it's not. I got way to angry, and I directed it at you."
"I'm fine, i'm r-recovered"
Wolfe took another deep breath and sighed. "First, I grab your throat, then I yell and growl at you, you gotta be a bit mad at me."
"...YOU [1GP]!" A hand shoots up and grips Poppy's throat, the hand turns to a werewolf hand. For the grapple: 19
Poppy lets out a small squeek before she's grabbed, grabbing wolfe's wrist to keep from being choked
After breathing heavily for a moment, Wolfe focuses onto Poppy, blinking a few times. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Poppy!" She let go quickly.
"Jeez," Poppy breaths heavily for a moment, "Gotta say, you're the first gal to choke me," she rubs her throat,
"Sorry, I sort of had an... intruder in my head."
"I'm not complaining, just give warning if you want to do something like that. Thought i was about to get eaten, full instincts kicked in for a second. Who was in your mind?"
"I don't know, never heard his voice before."
*Poppy: Sneakily flirts*
*Wolfe: Sorry, just got mentally bullied.*
*She try her best*
"Hmm, what did it sound like?"
-describes Atemos's voice, however it sounds-
She sighs, "Hyena boy..."
"Yes, he even laughed like one. I swear, I'M GONNA RIP HIM APART!"
"What did he do to peeve you so bad?"
She growled a bit. "He insulted some friends of mine who died. Then continued to insult them and question my loyalty to them." She flexed her hand, forcing it to go back to a human hand. "He's gonna regret it."
Poppy is currently fighting most lingering insticts, her ears folded down, "Um, he's kinda dangerous."
Wolfe slowly turned her head to Poppy, a very, very, very murderous look in her eye. "I. Don't. Care."
Poppys legs twitch as she starts getting fight or flight sensations, "Thats um... you should."
*Considering that Poppy is practically looking at a literal wolf Wolfe, I'm surprised she hasn't run off already.*
"Why's that?" She stood up (6'2).
*Oh yeah, litterally getting bashed with the instinct to gtfo*
"I never cared about that, he messed with my dead friends, he's gonna PAY!" She growled on the last word.
*Yeeeeeeep*
The last growl definatly got through given the fact poppy shot off like a rubber ball, peeking out from behind the couch in fear
Wolfe froze, then looked down at her own hands. "Oh..." He punched herself in the forehead and sat down, rubbing her temples. "Calm down, Wolfe, calm down..." She did some breathing techniques to focus.
After a little bit poppy comes back out from behind the couch
"Ugh, sorry for scaring you, Poppy."
"I-its ok."
"Nah, it's not. I got way to angry, and I directed it at you."
"I'm fine, i'm r-recovered"
Wolfe took another deep breath and sighed. "First, I grab your throat, then I yell and growl at you, you gotta be a bit mad at me."
"As said before, didn't mind the grabbing."
*ppffffftt*
"I am not going to comment on that. Anyways, the point is I let my anger get a bit outta control, I mean, I'm still [1gp] off as [1gp], but I'm holding down so I don't turn it on you."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Albwin is sleeping on the couch. His hair flutters off of his forehead each time he breathes out.
Osmar is drawing in his journal.
My new character is rolling a marble for his pseudodragon
The person in the bronze suit glances over as his clockwork canary tries to play with the pseudodragon.
The pseudodragon tilts its head and blinks at it with bright green eyes
The person's armor creaks and the canary hops around the dragon. The wielding mask looks at the other person and says: "Sorry about that. I can stop it if you want me to."
Eaton looks up. "No its fine. Smidge needs a playmate."
The person extends a gauntleted hand. "My name is Paris. Nice to meet you. And Smidge."
Eaton shakes the hand. "Names Eaton, Eaton Mersk. Druid of the Swordcoast."
The machine underneath the Paris' cloak spits out more steam. "A druid huh? Never met a druid. I go by He/Him by the way, and I am an artificer, if you haven't guessed already."
"Huh, never heard of an artificer. I also go by he/him." Eaton chuckles a little. "Sorry, I haven't been around people for a long time."
"Likewise. I was bored, and heard this place was fun." Paris reaches into his cloak and retrieves a small dragon figure, a little smaller than Smidge. "I made this a while ago." He releases it and winds it up.
Smidge watches with interest.
The dragon burps a spark and hops around with Smidge and the canary. "So what brings you here?"
"People." Eaton says watching Smidge. Smidge bats at the canary playfully
Paris grunts. "I wish I was better with people. All I can make is these." His gauntlet motions to the automatons.
"Most of my friends are animals. I suppose we are all crazy in our own ways." Smidge wanders over to Paris and stares at him
"Our own ways." Paris absentmindedly scratches Smidges chin while looking at eaton. You can't see much behind his mask.
Smidge gives a happy purr. Eaton hums a small song while absentmindedly flipping a coin
Paris watches Eaton's moves like a hawk, and his hands fiddle with some pieces of metal.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
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*Considering that Poppy is practically looking at a literal wolf Wolfe, I'm surprised she hasn't run off already.*
"Why's that?" She stood up (6'2).
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"Our own ways." Paris absentmindedly scratches Smidges chin while looking at Eaton. You can't see much behind his mask.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Smidge gives a happy purr. Eaton hums a small song while absentmindedly flipping a coin
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*Oh yeah, litterally getting bashed with the instinct to gtfo*
"Y-y-ypou could g-get hurt." (5'1)
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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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*The run-away-stick: bonk, bonk, bonk...(ongoing)*
"I never cared about that, he messed with my dead friends, he's gonna PAY!" She growled on the last word.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*Yeeeeeeep*
The last growl definatly got through given the fact poppy shot off like a rubber ball, peeking out from behind the couch in fear
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
Wolfe froze, then looked down at her own hands. "Oh..." He punched herself in the forehead and sat down, rubbing her temples. "Calm down, Wolfe, calm down..." She did some breathing techniques to focus.
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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.
Albwin is reading a spell book at a table.
Theren has returned to the tavern and is drinking at the bar. He looks very normal and not at all like a bearded devil.
Eaton is rolling a marble for Smidge
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After a little bit poppy comes back out from behind the couch
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
"Ugh, sorry for scaring you, Poppy."
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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.
*b o r e d*
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"I-its ok."
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
"Nah, it's not. I got way to angry, and I directed it at you."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"I'm fine, i'm r-recovered"
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
Wolfe took another deep breath and sighed. "First, I grab your throat, then I yell and growl at you, you gotta be a bit mad at me."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"As said before, didn't mind the grabbing."
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
*ppffffftt*
"I am not going to comment on that. Anyways, the point is I let my anger get a bit outta control, I mean, I'm still [1gp] off as [1gp], but I'm holding down so I don't turn it on you."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Paris watches Eaton's moves like a hawk, and his hands fiddle with some pieces of metal.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.