"yup, mostly mocking songs though, can't help it when some are just so inviting for me to make one about." He looks at scill, enjoying the moment.
Scill looks back. "I'm not really a singer."
"don't need to be, I take up all that's needed." He chuckles.
"Hmmm." Scill grows more flowers on the roof.
He observes, "They're pretty, like you."
Scill flushes even more. The red is a stark contrast to the light green of his skin.
His blush grows too, a distinguishable indigo as opposed to the clear teal-blue, "Hope you get used to this cuz once I've started there's no stopping me."
"The teasing or the blushing?" Scill leans over and sniffs a flower.
"The flirting." He stares into Scill's eyes.
Scill looks back. "Really."
"No, not at all." He says sarcasticly.
"A shame. I liked it." Scill smiles.
His smile is wide, "Y'know I technichally haunt book but I guess I'm haunting you for the night~"
Scill looks away. "Yeah?"
He floats into view, "yeah." his expression can only be described as enjoyment.
"Well, have you done anything today?"
"Cause a little mischief, get scared by Mr. 'I can kill a ghost', then enjoy the night with you, & frankly with the last part I think my day will do fine." He smiles still.
"Cool." Scill looks over at one of his flowers and starts picking a bouquet. "I heard there was a wedding today. Do you want to check it out together?"
"Sure, I got just the date." He smirks.
Scill rolls his eyes and binds the bouquet with a piece of twine. "Hold this, lets go."
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.
"yup, mostly mocking songs though, can't help it when some are just so inviting for me to make one about." He looks at scill, enjoying the moment.
Scill looks back. "I'm not really a singer."
"don't need to be, I take up all that's needed." He chuckles.
"Hmmm." Scill grows more flowers on the roof.
He observes, "They're pretty, like you."
Scill flushes even more. The red is a stark contrast to the light green of his skin.
His blush grows too, a distinguishable indigo as opposed to the clear teal-blue, "Hope you get used to this cuz once I've started there's no stopping me."
"The teasing or the blushing?" Scill leans over and sniffs a flower.
"The flirting." He stares into Scill's eyes.
Scill looks back. "Really."
"No, not at all." He says sarcasticly.
"A shame. I liked it." Scill smiles.
His smile is wide, "Y'know I technichally haunt book but I guess I'm haunting you for the night~"
Scill looks away. "Yeah?"
He floats into view, "yeah." his expression can only be described as enjoyment.
"Well, have you done anything today?"
"Cause a little mischief, get scared by Mr. 'I can kill a ghost', then enjoy the night with you, & frankly with the last part I think my day will do fine." He smiles still.
"Cool." Scill looks over at one of his flowers and starts picking a bouquet. "I heard there was a wedding today. Do you want to check it out together?"
"Sure, I got just the date." He smirks.
Scill rolls his eyes and binds the bouquet with a piece of twine. "Hold this, lets go."
*Do you wanna move this to the Wedding PM?*
He levitates it along with the book. *yup, gonna be something, you'll see why.*
"yup, mostly mocking songs though, can't help it when some are just so inviting for me to make one about." He looks at scill, enjoying the moment.
Scill looks back. "I'm not really a singer."
"don't need to be, I take up all that's needed." He chuckles.
"Hmmm." Scill grows more flowers on the roof.
He observes, "They're pretty, like you."
Scill flushes even more. The red is a stark contrast to the light green of his skin.
His blush grows too, a distinguishable indigo as opposed to the clear teal-blue, "Hope you get used to this cuz once I've started there's no stopping me."
"The teasing or the blushing?" Scill leans over and sniffs a flower.
"The flirting." He stares into Scill's eyes.
Scill looks back. "Really."
"No, not at all." He says sarcasticly.
"A shame. I liked it." Scill smiles.
His smile is wide, "Y'know I technichally haunt book but I guess I'm haunting you for the night~"
Scill looks away. "Yeah?"
He floats into view, "yeah." his expression can only be described as enjoyment.
"Well, have you done anything today?"
"Cause a little mischief, get scared by Mr. 'I can kill a ghost', then enjoy the night with you, & frankly with the last part I think my day will do fine." He smiles still.
"Cool." Scill looks over at one of his flowers and starts picking a bouquet. "I heard there was a wedding today. Do you want to check it out together?"
"Sure, I got just the date." He smirks.
Scill rolls his eyes and binds the bouquet with a piece of twine. "Hold this, lets go."
*Do you wanna move this to the Wedding PM?*
He levitates it along with the book. *yup, gonna be something, you'll see why.*
"yup, mostly mocking songs though, can't help it when some are just so inviting for me to make one about." He looks at scill, enjoying the moment.
Scill looks back. "I'm not really a singer."
"don't need to be, I take up all that's needed." He chuckles.
"Hmmm." Scill grows more flowers on the roof.
He observes, "They're pretty, like you."
Scill flushes even more. The red is a stark contrast to the light green of his skin.
His blush grows too, a distinguishable indigo as opposed to the clear teal-blue, "Hope you get used to this cuz once I've started there's no stopping me."
"The teasing or the blushing?" Scill leans over and sniffs a flower.
"The flirting." He stares into Scill's eyes.
Scill looks back. "Really."
"No, not at all." He says sarcasticly.
"A shame. I liked it." Scill smiles.
His smile is wide, "Y'know I technichally haunt book but I guess I'm haunting you for the night~"
Scill looks away. "Yeah?"
He floats into view, "yeah." his expression can only be described as enjoyment.
"Well, have you done anything today?"
"Cause a little mischief, get scared by Mr. 'I can kill a ghost', then enjoy the night with you, & frankly with the last part I think my day will do fine." He smiles still.
"Cool." Scill looks over at one of his flowers and starts picking a bouquet. "I heard there was a wedding today. Do you want to check it out together?"
"Sure, I got just the date." He smirks.
Scill rolls his eyes and binds the bouquet with a piece of twine. "Hold this, lets go."
*Do you wanna move this to the Wedding PM?*
He levitates it along with the book. *yup, gonna be something, you'll see why.*
*I can intro the ghost and plant man walking into a wedding hall.*
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.
"yup, mostly mocking songs though, can't help it when some are just so inviting for me to make one about." He looks at scill, enjoying the moment.
Scill looks back. "I'm not really a singer."
"don't need to be, I take up all that's needed." He chuckles.
"Hmmm." Scill grows more flowers on the roof.
He observes, "They're pretty, like you."
Scill flushes even more. The red is a stark contrast to the light green of his skin.
His blush grows too, a distinguishable indigo as opposed to the clear teal-blue, "Hope you get used to this cuz once I've started there's no stopping me."
"The teasing or the blushing?" Scill leans over and sniffs a flower.
"The flirting." He stares into Scill's eyes.
Scill looks back. "Really."
"No, not at all." He says sarcasticly.
"A shame. I liked it." Scill smiles.
His smile is wide, "Y'know I technichally haunt book but I guess I'm haunting you for the night~"
Scill looks away. "Yeah?"
He floats into view, "yeah." his expression can only be described as enjoyment.
"Well, have you done anything today?"
"Cause a little mischief, get scared by Mr. 'I can kill a ghost', then enjoy the night with you, & frankly with the last part I think my day will do fine." He smiles still.
"Cool." Scill looks over at one of his flowers and starts picking a bouquet. "I heard there was a wedding today. Do you want to check it out together?"
"Sure, I got just the date." He smirks.
Scill rolls his eyes and binds the bouquet with a piece of twine. "Hold this, lets go."
*Do you wanna move this to the Wedding PM?*
He levitates it along with the book. *yup, gonna be something, you'll see why.*
*I can intro the ghost and plant man walking into a wedding hall.*
*yup, don't forget the bouquet & book floating close.*
Scill rolls his eyes and binds the bouquet with a piece of twine. "Hold this, lets go."
*Do you wanna move this to the Wedding PM?*
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.
He levitates it along with the book. *yup, gonna be something, you'll see why.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*hehehehehe......*
*Is anyone open to RP?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I can intro the ghost and plant man walking into a wedding hall.*
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.
*yup, don't forget the bouquet & book floating close.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*who is in the main room?*
Yacatl is carving
Alecto is whittling
Meroving is looking for someone to talk to
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Ettor is hangin out on a couch.
Love is chilling in the rafters.
Wolfe is playing some music in her room.
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.
Yacatl climbs up to the rafters suprised that someone else is there. "Um... hi?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Meroving possessing a goliath waves. "Like my new host?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She looked over at him. "Hi."
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.
"Who are you?" They say, shuffling some strange looking cards
*Is it love who has the puppies or Lore?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Ettor lazily waved back. "Hey, man. Yeah, where'd you find them?"
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.
*wedding quieted down so expect me to go anytime now*
Rāxern is almost sleeping in the rafters.
Brishka is on the roof, observing the flowers up ther for some reason.
Vencerys is punching a straw dummy.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Lore*
She looked at the cards curiously. "Why do you wanna know?"
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.
"At the tavern. Some giant killer. Names Tohono. What happened to your arm?"
*elendon's character*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Description? I can't keep them straight, sorry*
"Um... because I want to talk to someone instead of making cards."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Oh, I had a little fight with Equinox. Remember that big dragon guy you helped get out of me? Yeah, that guy."
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.
*Black cat tabaxi, black leather armor.*
"Why 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.
"Um... Your up here in the rafters? I was going to sleep but I see its a bit crowded... Like the cards?"
*Got it. You need a description?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now