"Well, he usually doesn't let anything bother him, so I just assumed no."
"... Be cautious. Relations can be... Fragile"
"Maybe mortal ones. Zaeshi knows I have his back, and nothing can change the bonds of blood and hunger we have."
She seems to almost... Laugh a bit. As if remembering something.
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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 Characters (Outdated)
"Is it... Outside? And... If I ask my father... I likely wouldnt be able to come back.."
"But is there a way to contact from a distance?"
"I... Dont have one..."
"We'll find one. Don't worry."
"Thank you,.Zay, but... Im... Im worried about talking to him..."
"Why? Would you like me to speak for you?"
"You can if youd like.. Im just... Worried theyre mad..."
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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 Characters (Outdated)
*hello, i just got back from playing softball with a few children and friends.*
Sable is watching people from on top of the tavern. He is hidden underneath of thick, shady tree branches so the sun does not burn his skin. He lights his cigarette, blowing smoke rings in the air.
Stroth is downstairs, drinking tea. He is reading thousands of pages of something while being accompanied by the puppeteer.
Zephyr is selling people memories while conferencing with Fraz-Urb'luu via telepathy.
The Reaper watches them. *They don't do anything with death right?*
*No, They are the illusion demon.*
Zephyr feels eyes on him and looks around
*okee*
They stand as still as a statue, but not particularly hidden.
*hello, i just got back from playing softball with a few children and friends.*
Sable is watching people from on top of the tavern. He is hidden underneath of thick, shady tree branches so the sun does not burn his skin. He lights his cigarette, blowing smoke rings in the air.
Stroth is downstairs, drinking tea. He is reading thousands of pages of something while being accompanied by the puppeteer.
Zephyr is selling people memories while conferencing with Fraz-Urb'luu via telepathy.
A large white wolf is lounging under the tree. Could you blow the smoke elseware, mate?
"Its air, breath someplace else" Sable said and cuckled
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*hello, i just got back from playing softball with a few children and friends.*
Sable is watching people from on top of the tavern. He is hidden underneath of thick, shady tree branches so the sun does not burn his skin. He lights his cigarette, blowing smoke rings in the air.
Stroth is downstairs, drinking tea. He is reading thousands of pages of something while being accompanied by the puppeteer.
Zephyr is selling people memories while conferencing with Fraz-Urb'luu via telepathy.
The Reaper watches them. *They don't do anything with death right?*
*No, They are the illusion demon.*
Zephyr feels eyes on him and looks around
*okee*
They stand as still as a statue, but not particularly hidden.
*roll stealth*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*hello, i just got back from playing softball with a few children and friends.*
Sable is watching people from on top of the tavern. He is hidden underneath of thick, shady tree branches so the sun does not burn his skin. He lights his cigarette, blowing smoke rings in the air.
Stroth is downstairs, drinking tea. He is reading thousands of pages of something while being accompanied by the puppeteer.
Zephyr is selling people memories while conferencing with Fraz-Urb'luu via telepathy.
The Reaper watches them. *They don't do anything with death right?*
*No, They are the illusion demon.*
Zephyr feels eyes on him and looks around
*okee*
They stand as still as a statue, but not particularly hidden.
*roll stealth*
*Hahahah, YOU FOOL, you activated my trap card!* 32
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.
*hello, i just got back from playing softball with a few children and friends.*
Sable is watching people from on top of the tavern. He is hidden underneath of thick, shady tree branches so the sun does not burn his skin. He lights his cigarette, blowing smoke rings in the air.
Stroth is downstairs, drinking tea. He is reading thousands of pages of something while being accompanied by the puppeteer.
Zephyr is selling people memories while conferencing with Fraz-Urb'luu via telepathy.
The Reaper watches them. *They don't do anything with death right?*
*No, They are the illusion demon.*
Zephyr feels eyes on him and looks around
*okee*
They stand as still as a statue, but not particularly hidden.
*roll stealth*
*Hahahah, YOU FOOL, you activated my trap card!* 24
Zephyr doesn't seem to notice but he knows someone is watching him.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Thanks, was goin' to get around to grabbin' them, but seems like you got to it first." He takes a glance at his hand & finger he poured water over to see if there's any marks on them. Perception: 20 or Investigation: 19
The fingers and his palm are a little red where he held the bullets.
"You good there?" He says pointing to the marks with his free hand.
"I'm fine. Are you going to take the bullets?"
He does, putting them away, not fully believing him.
Finch shakes his hand like he is flicking water off of it. "Anything I can do for you?"
"For one, tell me whats wrong with your hand & I'll be able to help."
"It's fine. Don't worry about me."
Insight: 22 "And why not? With how you've been recently that's all I can do."
He is most definitely hiding something. "I'm fine, alright?"
"Tell me the truth, please."
"What truth? There's nothing wrong with me!" Finch says the last part a little louder.
"Kid. Tell me." He says subconsciously moving his height to about 6 foot.
"Stop calling me kid!"
"Are you or are you not going to tell me the truth?"
*Oops*
"What truth?"
"Stop playing games Finch, im done." He grits his teeth some, & again, he shifts up subconsciously, now at 6'5"
"It's not going to hurt anybody."
He shifts down, about at Finch's height, "Can you please just tell me, I'm worried about you." His anger leaves for worry, & maybe a little bit of sadness.
Finch's tone turns bitter. "It's been a while since anyone worried."
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.
Yuri is sitting on the tavern. She is dressed in a long white dress with golden vine-like bracelets running up and down her arms. A thick golden-colored wood necklace is around her neck with the design of leaves on it. Her long auburn hair is kept down, twisting and tangling in the wind.
The puppeteer is sitting on top of the tallest tree, screaming at the top of his lung as nothing in particular. He just seem to be screaming while dressed in a flamboyant jesters outfit made of purple and gold colored fabric with a wooden sun mask on his face.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Gwen is resting there, and turns them back to a dragon. "You good? Need healing?"
"I'm fine!" She collapses, laughing.
Gwen checks for wounds and sees if Noctus is coming.
"You enjoyed yourself? How was it?"
Noctus abandoned the chase. Lumen is fine. "It was fun."
"What was his reaction?"
"He was mad!" She laughs.
"Mmm... Mind if I check on him?"
*I have a desire for Gwen+Noctus and Raphael+Lumen*
"Go ahead... I'll just rest."
"Good." Gwen says, leaving and slowly walking there.
Raphael appears back in Noctus' lair
Noctus jumps. "Eep! Sorry, Lumen just played a prank..."
Raphael looks around. "Sorry for scaring you... What was it?"
"She turned into a rust monster."
"So?"
"Look at all the metal in the room! If I hadn't chased her out immediately, the weapons would have rusted!"
"Did any of them get rusted?"
"No."
"You double tripled checked?"
"Of course... I chased her out mere moments before she got to the main pile."
"Okay... I think I am going to go check on her if you don't mind." They say, before adding, "And I have a gift for you when I get promoted."
"OK... Oo, what is it?"
"You want it to be a surprise or know now?"
"Hmm... Surprise. No, now. Actually, surprise- wait, no, now- No, I'll go with surprise-" etc.
"Let's go with surprise. Now, I am going to go conduct some reconnaissance behind enemy lines." They say, walking away to the library taking the form of halfling.
Gwen slowly makes her way to the hoard, just missing Raphael. They proceed to knock on the door
"See you! Oh, who are you?"
*Who says that?*
Raphael walks into the library, looking for something
Gwen waits
*Noctus.*
Lumen is lying on the floor, happy.
Noctus is waiting for Gwen to come in.
Raphael waves to them, while looking for a book. "Something fun happened?"
"I'm a friend of your moms." They say, stepping in. "Mighty fine collection of armaments you have here." She says as she surveys the cave
"You again."
"Thanks! You knew mom?"
"Me? Well, if I bring you so much joy then I will have to stop by more." She says, looking for a ladder.
"Oh wait... sorry meant dad. Common is confusing." They say, embarrised
"Hmmph."
"Oh... Draconic is better."
"Something I said?"
"Sure. So, what is your name?" they say, taking stock of their hoard
"No, you're just suspicious."
"I'm Noctus!"
"Why? Have I harmed you?" They say, shifting to a tabaxi to roam the shelves
"Nice to meet you, I'm Gwen." They say, bowing. "How goes it?"
"No, you're just strange. And you won't tell me what you are."
"Nice to meet you! What do you mean?"
*Gtg.*
"I have. I'm Raphael." They state matter of factly.
"How has life been?"
"That's who you are."
"My sister played a prank on me..."
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Yuri is sitting on the tavern. She is dressed in a long white dress with golden vine-like bracelets running up and down her arms. A thick golden-colored wood necklace is around her neck with the design of leaves on it. Her long auburn hair is kept down, twisting and tangling in the wind.
The puppeteer is sitting on top of the tallest tree, screaming at the top of his lung as nothing in particular. He just seem to be screaming while dressed in a flamboyant jesters outfit made of purple and gold colored fabric with a wooden sun mask on his face.
An angel with bloodstained wings looks up from a beach chair. "Please stop."
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.
Yuri is sitting on the tavern. She is dressed in a long white dress with golden vine-like bracelets running up and down her arms. A thick golden-colored wood necklace is around her neck with the design of leaves on it. Her long auburn hair is kept down, twisting and tangling in the wind.
The puppeteer is sitting on top of the tallest tree, screaming at the top of his lung as nothing in particular. He just seem to be screaming while dressed in a flamboyant jesters outfit made of purple and gold colored fabric with a wooden sun mask on his face.
An angel with bloodstained wings looks up from a beach chair. "Please stop."
"You can go away no one i keeping you here" Puppeteer yells down.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Yuri is sitting on the tavern. She is dressed in a long white dress with golden vine-like bracelets running up and down her arms. A thick golden-colored wood necklace is around her neck with the design of leaves on it. Her long auburn hair is kept down, twisting and tangling in the wind.
The puppeteer is sitting on top of the tallest tree, screaming at the top of his lung as nothing in particular. He just seem to be screaming while dressed in a flamboyant jesters outfit made of purple and gold colored fabric with a wooden sun mask on his face.
An angel with bloodstained wings looks up from a beach chair. "Please stop."
"You can go away no one i keeping you here" Puppeteer yells down.
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.
Yuri is sitting on the tavern. She is dressed in a long white dress with golden vine-like bracelets running up and down her arms. A thick golden-colored wood necklace is around her neck with the design of leaves on it. Her long auburn hair is kept down, twisting and tangling in the wind.
The puppeteer is sitting on top of the tallest tree, screaming at the top of his lung as nothing in particular. He just seem to be screaming while dressed in a flamboyant jesters outfit made of purple and gold colored fabric with a wooden sun mask on his face.
An angel with bloodstained wings looks up from a beach chair. "Please stop."
"You can go away no one i keeping you here" Puppeteer yells down.
"Why are you screaming?"
"because its weird having a voice again!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Yuri is sitting on the tavern. She is dressed in a long white dress with golden vine-like bracelets running up and down her arms. A thick golden-colored wood necklace is around her neck with the design of leaves on it. Her long auburn hair is kept down, twisting and tangling in the wind.
The puppeteer is sitting on top of the tallest tree, screaming at the top of his lung as nothing in particular. He just seem to be screaming while dressed in a flamboyant jesters outfit made of purple and gold colored fabric with a wooden sun mask on his face.
An angel with bloodstained wings looks up from a beach chair. "Please stop."
"You can go away no one i keeping you here" Puppeteer yells down.
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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*Okay, meanwhile: me BOPPING to Sonic R's main theme; Super Sonic Racing.*
She smiles & keeps looking into her eyes.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
She seems to almost... Laugh a bit. As if remembering something.
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)
"You can if youd like.. Im just... Worried theyre mad..."
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)
*okee*
They stand as still as a statue, but not particularly hidden.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Its air, breath someplace else" Sable said and cuckled
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Aww :( Bye Bye!*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*roll stealth*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Hahahah, YOU FOOL, you activated my trap card!* 32
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Too bad. What did you say about revenge?"
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.
Zephyr doesn't seem to notice but he knows someone is watching him.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Okay have to hop off, be back on some other time today.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*And now its violently quiet*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Finch's tone turns bitter. "It's been a while since anyone worried."
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.
*Yep its quiet and i do not like it*
Yuri is sitting on the tavern. She is dressed in a long white dress with golden vine-like bracelets running up and down her arms. A thick golden-colored wood necklace is around her neck with the design of leaves on it. Her long auburn hair is kept down, twisting and tangling in the wind.
The puppeteer is sitting on top of the tallest tree, screaming at the top of his lung as nothing in particular. He just seem to be screaming while dressed in a flamboyant jesters outfit made of purple and gold colored fabric with a wooden sun mask on his face.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"That's who you are."
"My sister played a prank on me..."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
An angel with bloodstained wings looks up from a beach chair. "Please stop."
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.
"You can go away no one i keeping you here" Puppeteer yells down.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Why are you screaming?"
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.
"because its weird having a voice again!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"How did you get your voice back?"
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.