Suddenly, there's this strange whirring sound, that no one (aside from Penny possibly) knows what it is. Slowly, the noise gets stronger as an odd blue box with the words "Police Call Box" on the front materializes. It has two doors, and seems to be made almost entirely from wood. When it fully materializes there's a sound somewhere between a large bell and a gong, and the door opens. A tall man (About 6') wearing a fez and matching bow tie walks out, waving something that looks like a rather long pen with a glowing green light at the end around, almost as though he's scanning for something.
Malia looks over, putting on her goggles
The man walks over to her, the pen-thingy making a louder noise. He bends over slightly, examining her goggles. "Who are you?" He asks in a British accent, before standing back up. "For that matter, where even am I?" He jumps up and down a few times. "Normal earth gravity." Looks up. "G-type star system." He breathes deeply, "and a 73.06% chance of thunderstorms later."
"Umm.... My names Acvomalia of Sogel, though I go by Malia... You dont know who you are?" The goggles are bronze, with the lenses being a greeinish blue color
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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.
"I'll gladly do a backflip... over your mutilated body." He unsheathed his katana, flames spreading from the blade as it swooshes through the air.
*Love how my auto correct doesn't think backflip is a single word.*
Spawn forgot to look because he was paying attention to the flowers he was watering. "Aw, the daisies are wilting...Gonna have to invest in perennials..."
*-WHEEZE-*
Teruo sheathes his sword and patiently waits for Spawn to finish.
"DIE WEED!" Spawn rips a weed from one of the puts and crushes it, absorbing its life force until it's a shriveled and crispy husk. "I...love...my job..." Spawn begins humming to himself as he continues clearing the flower pots of weeds.
Yuri is suddenly next to him "Hm, such pent up anger"
"I'm imagining them as you. Lil Fugglies meeting their doom at my grasp..."
"Why are you so angry" she said, sitting next to him.
"I'm Hell incarnate."
"Ah, thats why you smell of evil" she said with a smile
Spawn rolls his eyes. "Yeah." He moves onto the next batch of flowers. "You only see people one dimensionally...must be sad being that stupid."
"ah, so you have a high opinion of yourself" she said and watched a flower bloom before her eyes before standing up and bending a tree to her will, making it brow with beautfuil apple blossoms.
"No. I hate myself actually. But suicide isn't an option for me." Spawn watched her work her magic with skepticism. "Don't screw with my plants. [REDACTED. Or whatnot] you in front of Churro."
"You underestimate what i am like hellspawn." she said and smiled "and your plants are part of me."
"Don't care. Leave them alone, please. I don't usually ask nicely." Spawn waters the next set of flowers. "Everything's always gotta be about you, huh?"
"Not always" she said picking an apple off the tree "But noticing your inflated ego about yourself makes me wonder what is wrong with you"
"What ego?" Spawn raises an eye ridge. "I suck. I hate myself. I tried taking my own life to find out the hard way that I don't get the sweet release of death. I'm doomed to walk the earth for eternity, feeling everyone else's pain and sorrow, remembering the family I once had that I will never see again. I feel nothing. Not the wind in my face nor the warmth of living flesh. Everything taste like ash and I am always starving. I rest and I still feel tired. I am Hell. I am a curse. I gave up on trying to be the good guy so now I'm going to make everyone else as miserable as I am. Then...just maybe then...everyone will understand the thousand years of pain I've had to carry."
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"I'll gladly do a backflip... over your mutilated body." He unsheathed his katana, flames spreading from the blade as it swooshes through the air.
*Love how my auto correct doesn't think backflip is a single word.*
Spawn forgot to look because he was paying attention to the flowers he was watering. "Aw, the daisies are wilting...Gonna have to invest in perennials..."
*-WHEEZE-*
Teruo sheathes his sword and patiently waits for Spawn to finish.
"DIE WEED!" Spawn rips a weed from one of the puts and crushes it, absorbing its life force until it's a shriveled and crispy husk. "I...love...my job..." Spawn begins humming to himself as he continues clearing the flower pots of weeds.
Yuri is suddenly next to him "Hm, such pent up anger"
"I'm imagining them as you. Lil Fugglies meeting their doom at my grasp..."
"Why are you so angry" she said, sitting next to him.
"I'm Hell incarnate."
"Ah, thats why you smell of evil" she said with a smile
Spawn rolls his eyes. "Yeah." He moves onto the next batch of flowers. "You only see people one dimensionally...must be sad being that stupid."
"ah, so you have a high opinion of yourself" she said and watched a flower bloom before her eyes before standing up and bending a tree to her will, making it brow with beautfuil apple blossoms.
"No. I hate myself actually. But suicide isn't an option for me." Spawn watched her work her magic with skepticism. "Don't screw with my plants. [REDACTED. Or whatnot] you in front of Churro."
"You underestimate what i am like hellspawn." she said and smiled "and your plants are part of me."
"Don't care. Leave them alone, please. I don't usually ask nicely." Spawn waters the next set of flowers. "Everything's always gotta be about you, huh?"
"Not always" she said picking an apple off the tree "But noticing your inflated ego about yourself makes me wonder what is wrong with you"
"What ego?" Spawn raises an eye ridge. "I suck. I hate myself. I tried taking my own life to find out the hard way that I don't get the sweet release of death. I'm doomed to walk the earth for eternity, feeling everyone else's pain and sorrow, remembering the family I once had that I will never see again. I feel nothing. Not the wind in my face nor the warmth of living flesh. Everything taste like ash and I am always starving. I rest and I still feel tired. I am Hell. I am a curse. I gave up on trying to be the good guy so now I'm going to make everyone else as miserable as I am. Then...just maybe then...everyone will understand the thousand years of pain I've had to carry."
She stares at him before bursting into laughter "you? in pain? HAH! i have never laughed like this. You are so stupid, you think you know what pain is? no, no you don't" she said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Suddenly, there's this strange whirring sound, that no one (aside from Penny possibly) knows what it is. Slowly, the noise gets stronger as an odd blue box with the words "Police Call Box" on the front materializes. It has two doors, and seems to be made almost entirely from wood. When it fully materializes there's a sound somewhere between a large bell and a gong, and the door opens. A tall man (About 6') wearing a fez and matching bow tie walks out, waving something that looks like a rather long pen with a glowing green light at the end around, almost as though he's scanning for something.
Malia looks over, putting on her goggles
The man walks over to her, the pen-thingy making a louder noise. He bends over slightly, examining her goggles. "Who are you?" He asks in a British accent, before standing back up. "For that matter, where even am I?" He jumps up and down a few times. "Normal earth gravity." Looks up. "G-type star system." He breathes deeply, "and a 73.06% chance of thunderstorms later."
"Umm.... My names Acvomalia of Sogel, though I go by Malia... You dont know who you are?" The goggles are bronze, with the lenses being a greeinish blue color
"Oh no, I know who I am. Where I am is a different matter." He looks around briefly, his eyes seeming to dart every which way, although not from nervousness. "I think I may have taken a wrong turn at Raxacoricofallapatorius...." He says, more to himself than anything.
Suddenly, there's this strange whirring sound, that no one (aside from Penny possibly) knows what it is. Slowly, the noise gets stronger as an odd blue box with the words "Police Call Box" on the front materializes. It has two doors, and seems to be made almost entirely from wood. When it fully materializes there's a sound somewhere between a large bell and a gong, and the door opens. A tall man (About 6') wearing a fez and matching bow tie walks out, waving something that looks like a rather long pen with a glowing green light at the end around, almost as though he's scanning for something.
Malia looks over, putting on her goggles
The man walks over to her, the pen-thingy making a louder noise. He bends over slightly, examining her goggles. "Who are you?" He asks in a British accent, before standing back up. "For that matter, where even am I?" He jumps up and down a few times. "Normal earth gravity." Looks up. "G-type star system." He breathes deeply, "and a 73.06% chance of thunderstorms later."
"Umm.... My names Acvomalia of Sogel, though I go by Malia... You dont know who you are?" The goggles are bronze, with the lenses being a greeinish blue color
"Oh no, I know who I am. Where I am is a different matter." He looks around briefly, his eyes seeming to dart every which way, although not from nervousness. "I think I may have taken a wrong turn at Raxacoricofallapatorius...." He says, more to himself than anything.
"Who are you, then? Youre in a tavern on the world Entropy"
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Suddenly, there's this strange whirring sound, that no one (aside from Penny possibly) knows what it is. Slowly, the noise gets stronger as an odd blue box with the words "Police Call Box" on the front materializes. It has two doors, and seems to be made almost entirely from wood. When it fully materializes there's a sound somewhere between a large bell and a gong, and the door opens. A tall man (About 6') wearing a fez and matching bow tie walks out, waving something that looks like a rather long pen with a glowing green light at the end around, almost as though he's scanning for something.
Malia looks over, putting on her goggles
The man walks over to her, the pen-thingy making a louder noise. He bends over slightly, examining her goggles. "Who are you?" He asks in a British accent, before standing back up. "For that matter, where even am I?" He jumps up and down a few times. "Normal earth gravity." Looks up. "G-type star system." He breathes deeply, "and a 73.06% chance of thunderstorms later."
"Umm.... My names Acvomalia of Sogel, though I go by Malia... You dont know who you are?" The goggles are bronze, with the lenses being a greeinish blue color
"Oh no, I know who I am. Where I am is a different matter." He looks around briefly, his eyes seeming to dart every which way, although not from nervousness. "I think I may have taken a wrong turn at Raxacoricofallapatorius...." He says, more to himself than anything.
"Long way from gallifrey timelord" a voice says. Penny waves.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I'll gladly do a backflip... over your mutilated body." He unsheathed his katana, flames spreading from the blade as it swooshes through the air.
*Love how my auto correct doesn't think backflip is a single word.*
Spawn forgot to look because he was paying attention to the flowers he was watering. "Aw, the daisies are wilting...Gonna have to invest in perennials..."
*-WHEEZE-*
Teruo sheathes his sword and patiently waits for Spawn to finish.
"DIE WEED!" Spawn rips a weed from one of the puts and crushes it, absorbing its life force until it's a shriveled and crispy husk. "I...love...my job..." Spawn begins humming to himself as he continues clearing the flower pots of weeds.
Yuri is suddenly next to him "Hm, such pent up anger"
"I'm imagining them as you. Lil Fugglies meeting their doom at my grasp..."
"Why are you so angry" she said, sitting next to him.
"I'm Hell incarnate."
"Ah, thats why you smell of evil" she said with a smile
Spawn rolls his eyes. "Yeah." He moves onto the next batch of flowers. "You only see people one dimensionally...must be sad being that stupid."
"ah, so you have a high opinion of yourself" she said and watched a flower bloom before her eyes before standing up and bending a tree to her will, making it brow with beautfuil apple blossoms.
"No. I hate myself actually. But suicide isn't an option for me." Spawn watched her work her magic with skepticism. "Don't screw with my plants. [REDACTED. Or whatnot] you in front of Churro."
"You underestimate what i am like hellspawn." she said and smiled "and your plants are part of me."
"Don't care. Leave them alone, please. I don't usually ask nicely." Spawn waters the next set of flowers. "Everything's always gotta be about you, huh?"
"Not always" she said picking an apple off the tree "But noticing your inflated ego about yourself makes me wonder what is wrong with you"
"What ego?" Spawn raises an eye ridge. "I suck. I hate myself. I tried taking my own life to find out the hard way that I don't get the sweet release of death. I'm doomed to walk the earth for eternity, feeling everyone else's pain and sorrow, remembering the family I once had that I will never see again. I feel nothing. Not the wind in my face nor the warmth of living flesh. Everything taste like ash and I am always starving. I rest and I still feel tired. I am Hell. I am a curse. I gave up on trying to be the good guy so now I'm going to make everyone else as miserable as I am. Then...just maybe then...everyone will understand the thousand years of pain I've had to carry."
She stares at him before bursting into laughter "you? in pain? HAH! i have never laughed like this. You are so stupid, you think you know what pain is? no, no you don't" she said
Spawn sighs, "Forget it." He goes back to gardening, humming a song to himself bobbing his head to the beat. "Waterin'...my plants...'cuz it's fun...or somethin'..."
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
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.
Suddenly, there's this strange whirring sound, that no one (aside from Penny possibly) knows what it is. Slowly, the noise gets stronger as an odd blue box with the words "Police Call Box" on the front materializes. It has two doors, and seems to be made almost entirely from wood. When it fully materializes there's a sound somewhere between a large bell and a gong, and the door opens. A tall man (About 6') wearing a fez and matching bow tie walks out, waving something that looks like a rather long pen with a glowing green light at the end around, almost as though he's scanning for something.
Malia looks over, putting on her goggles
The man walks over to her, the pen-thingy making a louder noise. He bends over slightly, examining her goggles. "Who are you?" He asks in a British accent, before standing back up. "For that matter, where even am I?" He jumps up and down a few times. "Normal earth gravity." Looks up. "G-type star system." He breathes deeply, "and a 73.06% chance of thunderstorms later."
"Umm.... My names Acvomalia of Sogel, though I go by Malia... You dont know who you are?" The goggles are bronze, with the lenses being a greeinish blue color
"Oh no, I know who I am. Where I am is a different matter." He looks around briefly, his eyes seeming to dart every which way, although not from nervousness. "I think I may have taken a wrong turn at Raxacoricofallapatorius...." He says, more to himself than anything.
"Long way from gallifrey timelord" a voice says. Penny waves.
The stranger turns. "Do I know you...?" He asks pointing his pen-thingy at her. "No...." He says, his eyes going wide. "You can't be...But you are! You're me, aren't you?"
"I'll gladly do a backflip... over your mutilated body." He unsheathed his katana, flames spreading from the blade as it swooshes through the air.
*Love how my auto correct doesn't think backflip is a single word.*
Spawn forgot to look because he was paying attention to the flowers he was watering. "Aw, the daisies are wilting...Gonna have to invest in perennials..."
*-WHEEZE-*
Teruo sheathes his sword and patiently waits for Spawn to finish.
"DIE WEED!" Spawn rips a weed from one of the puts and crushes it, absorbing its life force until it's a shriveled and crispy husk. "I...love...my job..." Spawn begins humming to himself as he continues clearing the flower pots of weeds.
Yuri is suddenly next to him "Hm, such pent up anger"
"I'm imagining them as you. Lil Fugglies meeting their doom at my grasp..."
"Why are you so angry" she said, sitting next to him.
"I'm Hell incarnate."
"Ah, thats why you smell of evil" she said with a smile
Spawn rolls his eyes. "Yeah." He moves onto the next batch of flowers. "You only see people one dimensionally...must be sad being that stupid."
"ah, so you have a high opinion of yourself" she said and watched a flower bloom before her eyes before standing up and bending a tree to her will, making it brow with beautfuil apple blossoms.
"No. I hate myself actually. But suicide isn't an option for me." Spawn watched her work her magic with skepticism. "Don't screw with my plants. [REDACTED. Or whatnot] you in front of Churro."
"You underestimate what i am like hellspawn." she said and smiled "and your plants are part of me."
"Don't care. Leave them alone, please. I don't usually ask nicely." Spawn waters the next set of flowers. "Everything's always gotta be about you, huh?"
"Not always" she said picking an apple off the tree "But noticing your inflated ego about yourself makes me wonder what is wrong with you"
"What ego?" Spawn raises an eye ridge. "I suck. I hate myself. I tried taking my own life to find out the hard way that I don't get the sweet release of death. I'm doomed to walk the earth for eternity, feeling everyone else's pain and sorrow, remembering the family I once had that I will never see again. I feel nothing. Not the wind in my face nor the warmth of living flesh. Everything taste like ash and I am always starving. I rest and I still feel tired. I am Hell. I am a curse. I gave up on trying to be the good guy so now I'm going to make everyone else as miserable as I am. Then...just maybe then...everyone will understand the thousand years of pain I've had to carry."
She stares at him before bursting into laughter "you? in pain? HAH! i have never laughed like this. You are so stupid, you think you know what pain is? no, no you don't" she said
Spawn sighs, "Forget it." He goes back to gardening, humming a song to himself bobbing his head to the beat. "Waterin'...my plants...'cuz it's fun...or somethin'..."
*Lowkey that is super depressing. Spawn was wiling to open up to a complete stranger that he loathes and she just shoots him down.*
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Suddenly, there's this strange whirring sound, that no one (aside from Penny possibly) knows what it is. Slowly, the noise gets stronger as an odd blue box with the words "Police Call Box" on the front materializes. It has two doors, and seems to be made almost entirely from wood. When it fully materializes there's a sound somewhere between a large bell and a gong, and the door opens. A tall man (About 6') wearing a fez and matching bow tie walks out, waving something that looks like a rather long pen with a glowing green light at the end around, almost as though he's scanning for something.
Malia looks over, putting on her goggles
The man walks over to her, the pen-thingy making a louder noise. He bends over slightly, examining her goggles. "Who are you?" He asks in a British accent, before standing back up. "For that matter, where even am I?" He jumps up and down a few times. "Normal earth gravity." Looks up. "G-type star system." He breathes deeply, "and a 73.06% chance of thunderstorms later."
"Umm.... My names Acvomalia of Sogel, though I go by Malia... You dont know who you are?" The goggles are bronze, with the lenses being a greeinish blue color
"Oh no, I know who I am. Where I am is a different matter." He looks around briefly, his eyes seeming to dart every which way, although not from nervousness. "I think I may have taken a wrong turn at Raxacoricofallapatorius...." He says, more to himself than anything.
"Who are you, then? Youre in a tavern on the world Entropy"
"Depending on the race, I have many names. I rather enjoy the name the Daleks have for me: The Oncoming Storm. But you can call me The Doctor."
"I'll gladly do a backflip... over your mutilated body." He unsheathed his katana, flames spreading from the blade as it swooshes through the air.
*Love how my auto correct doesn't think backflip is a single word.*
Spawn forgot to look because he was paying attention to the flowers he was watering. "Aw, the daisies are wilting...Gonna have to invest in perennials..."
*-WHEEZE-*
Teruo sheathes his sword and patiently waits for Spawn to finish.
"DIE WEED!" Spawn rips a weed from one of the puts and crushes it, absorbing its life force until it's a shriveled and crispy husk. "I...love...my job..." Spawn begins humming to himself as he continues clearing the flower pots of weeds.
Yuri is suddenly next to him "Hm, such pent up anger"
"I'm imagining them as you. Lil Fugglies meeting their doom at my grasp..."
"Why are you so angry" she said, sitting next to him.
"I'm Hell incarnate."
"Ah, thats why you smell of evil" she said with a smile
Spawn rolls his eyes. "Yeah." He moves onto the next batch of flowers. "You only see people one dimensionally...must be sad being that stupid."
"ah, so you have a high opinion of yourself" she said and watched a flower bloom before her eyes before standing up and bending a tree to her will, making it brow with beautfuil apple blossoms.
"No. I hate myself actually. But suicide isn't an option for me." Spawn watched her work her magic with skepticism. "Don't screw with my plants. [REDACTED. Or whatnot] you in front of Churro."
"You underestimate what i am like hellspawn." she said and smiled "and your plants are part of me."
"Don't care. Leave them alone, please. I don't usually ask nicely." Spawn waters the next set of flowers. "Everything's always gotta be about you, huh?"
"Not always" she said picking an apple off the tree "But noticing your inflated ego about yourself makes me wonder what is wrong with you"
"What ego?" Spawn raises an eye ridge. "I suck. I hate myself. I tried taking my own life to find out the hard way that I don't get the sweet release of death. I'm doomed to walk the earth for eternity, feeling everyone else's pain and sorrow, remembering the family I once had that I will never see again. I feel nothing. Not the wind in my face nor the warmth of living flesh. Everything taste like ash and I am always starving. I rest and I still feel tired. I am Hell. I am a curse. I gave up on trying to be the good guy so now I'm going to make everyone else as miserable as I am. Then...just maybe then...everyone will understand the thousand years of pain I've had to carry."
She stares at him before bursting into laughter "you? in pain? HAH! i have never laughed like this. You are so stupid, you think you know what pain is? no, no you don't" she said
Spawn sighs, "Forget it." He goes back to gardening, humming a song to himself bobbing his head to the beat. "Waterin'...my plants...'cuz it's fun...or somethin'..."
She disappears into the ground. Flowers sprung up from everywhere, all the beautfuil colors of the rainbow.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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"Guess you can't read people." He snuggles a little closer.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Here I was imagining a small blue box, like something palm sized. But nope, it's legit just a Tardis.*
"Anywhere? At any point in time?"
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 much as i love your enthusiasm to protect me, be better at being at peace"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Umm.... My names Acvomalia of Sogel, though I go by Malia... You dont know who you are?" The goggles are bronze, with the lenses being a greeinish blue color
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)
She nods happily.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Well..." In a flash, he's behind her, leaning on her shoulder. "... isn't it a man's job to protect the woman he loves?"
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.
"Only plants." Scill snuggles closer and pecks a kiss on Alexander's cheek.
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.
"What ego?" Spawn raises an eye ridge. "I suck. I hate myself. I tried taking my own life to find out the hard way that I don't get the sweet release of death. I'm doomed to walk the earth for eternity, feeling everyone else's pain and sorrow, remembering the family I once had that I will never see again. I feel nothing. Not the wind in my face nor the warmth of living flesh. Everything taste like ash and I am always starving. I rest and I still feel tired. I am Hell. I am a curse. I gave up on trying to be the good guy so now I'm going to make everyone else as miserable as I am. Then...just maybe then...everyone will understand the thousand years of pain I've had to carry."
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"It should be equal" she said and held his face in her hands "I love and you love me, so we should protect each other with the ferocity of lions"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
His smile widens as he flushes some, "speaking of which your important one is in your room still."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
She stares at him before bursting into laughter "you? in pain? HAH! i have never laughed like this. You are so stupid, you think you know what pain is? no, no you don't" she said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Oh no, I know who I am. Where I am is a different matter." He looks around briefly, his eyes seeming to dart every which way, although not from nervousness. "I think I may have taken a wrong turn at Raxacoricofallapatorius...." He says, more to himself than anything.
"Who are you, then? Youre in a tavern on the world Entropy"
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)
"Long way from gallifrey timelord" a voice says. Penny waves.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Spawn sighs, "Forget it." He goes back to gardening, humming a song to himself bobbing his head to the beat. "Waterin'...my plants...'cuz it's fun...or somethin'..."
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Scill chokes on his oatmeal. "[1gp]! Help me off the roof!"
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.
The stranger turns. "Do I know you...?" He asks pointing his pen-thingy at her. "No...." He says, his eyes going wide. "You can't be...But you are! You're me, aren't you?"
*Lowkey that is super depressing. Spawn was wiling to open up to a complete stranger that he loathes and she just shoots him down.*
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"Depending on the race, I have many names. I rather enjoy the name the Daleks have for me: The Oncoming Storm. But you can call me The Doctor."
She disappears into the ground. Flowers sprung up from everywhere, all the beautfuil colors of the rainbow.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]