Scoob is outside, studying humans quietly while tuning her firearms to fit human gravity.
Lore is cooking.
Lawrence wants to revive Kelipso because they want B L O O D
Spectacle walks up from behind, in his regular red suit, "Hello there, what would you be doing?"
Scoob waves and chuckles "Fixin' these firearms up a bit, gettin' them used to everyday gravity here"
"Gravity is different where you're from?"
"No" she said "But the place i was last had different gravity"
"Huh, how interesting, where would that be if I could ask?"
"The place i come from or where i was last? The place i was last was a small dwarf planet named Terathren"
"Hm, should have known I wouldn't have any idea of what the place you were going to tell me."
She chuckles "Its all good". "Whats your name?"
"Spectacle." He does his theatre bow.
"Pleasure to meet you" she said and smiled "Im Scoob"
"Well it is a pleasure to meet you too."
She thinks for a moment before handing a rifle to him "ever shot one?"
He seems a little surprised, "I've only ever held melee weapons, even then only so many."
"I can teach you if you want"
"I mean, its somthing to do, as I have free time, not sure how useful this'll be to know but, who cares?" He holds it carefully, setting his cane aside.
"I don't know who mistreated you for being a. . . were... bird? But I know there wrong & going to burn in hell. So cheer up, 'cause now you know your friend isn't going to abandon you like that."
"You're my friend?" Finch sniffles.
"Yes, man have you been paying any attention to me?"
"Yeah..."
"Then how did you think I wasn't your friend?"
"You slammed the door that time."
"I was mad at you because you were keeping things from me, even friends have there downs every now an' then."
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.
Scoob is outside, studying humans quietly while tuning her firearms to fit human gravity.
Lore is cooking.
Lawrence wants to revive Kelipso because they want B L O O D
Spectacle walks up from behind, in his regular red suit, "Hello there, what would you be doing?"
Scoob waves and chuckles "Fixin' these firearms up a bit, gettin' them used to everyday gravity here"
"Gravity is different where you're from?"
"No" she said "But the place i was last had different gravity"
"Huh, how interesting, where would that be if I could ask?"
"The place i come from or where i was last? The place i was last was a small dwarf planet named Terathren"
"Hm, should have known I wouldn't have any idea of what the place you were going to tell me."
She chuckles "Its all good". "Whats your name?"
"Spectacle." He does his theatre bow.
"Pleasure to meet you" she said and smiled "Im Scoob"
"Well it is a pleasure to meet you too."
She thinks for a moment before handing a rifle to him "ever shot one?"
He seems a little surprised, "I've only ever held melee weapons, even then only so many."
"I can teach you if you want"
"I mean, its somthing to do, as I have free time, not sure how useful this'll be to know but, who cares?" He holds it carefully, setting his cane aside.
"well i can teach you how to use a gun but im not sure you can buy one here" she said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Scoob is outside, studying humans quietly while tuning her firearms to fit human gravity.
Lore is cooking.
Lawrence wants to revive Kelipso because they want B L O O D
Spectacle walks up from behind, in his regular red suit, "Hello there, what would you be doing?"
Scoob waves and chuckles "Fixin' these firearms up a bit, gettin' them used to everyday gravity here"
"Gravity is different where you're from?"
"No" she said "But the place i was last had different gravity"
"Huh, how interesting, where would that be if I could ask?"
"The place i come from or where i was last? The place i was last was a small dwarf planet named Terathren"
"Hm, should have known I wouldn't have any idea of what the place you were going to tell me."
She chuckles "Its all good". "Whats your name?"
"Spectacle." He does his theatre bow.
"Pleasure to meet you" she said and smiled "Im Scoob"
"Well it is a pleasure to meet you too."
She thinks for a moment before handing a rifle to him "ever shot one?"
He seems a little surprised, "I've only ever held melee weapons, even then only so many."
"I can teach you if you want"
"I mean, its somthing to do, as I have free time, not sure how useful this'll be to know but, who cares?" He holds it carefully, setting his cane aside.
"well i can teach you how to use a gun but im not sure you can buy one here" she said
A dog-headed man walks in. His dog-head was like that of a black--light brown Shiba dog with bright brown eyes that were almost beige. He wears basic medium armor with a plated breastplate and the rest being leather, thick leather gloves, an under shirt, simple breeches, and no shoes. He carries a long-sword on his hip that was made for a fighter. He also carries a backpack filled with random items he found on his travels. His ears flick before he finally sits down at a booth-table.
Lysander waves to them. "Need any help?"
"Yes!" he chirps "Nearest pool of water, i have to clean my horse of her mud and such." he said and smiled, panting a bit as if he had been running.
They direct them to the lake. "Does that help?"
The dog-headed man nods "Thank you sir. I am Sir Kain... well soon to be, at the moment im a squire." he said "Im gonna become as good as a knight as my father and take care of the black dragon that decided to make its home in my village by killing it!". He seemed way to trusting of lysander and started talking to him almost instantly.
"Well I can't wait till you are. How long until you gain what you have earned?"
"When i get enough practice in and destroy the dragon then i will!" He chirps happily
"How old is the dragon? Maybe I could help you."
"Ancient" he said "Im 16 but i think i can do it with enough training!"
"How well trained are you now?"
*Level?*
*for the dragon or Kain. Kain is level 4.*
"Im slightly skilled" he said and washed his horse who enjoyed the cold water,
*Kain and fun*
"Want to show me?"
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"I don't know who mistreated you for being a. . . were... bird? But I know there wrong & going to burn in hell. So cheer up, 'cause now you know your friend isn't going to abandon you like that."
"You're my friend?" Finch sniffles.
"Yes, man have you been paying any attention to me?"
"Yeah..."
"Then how did you think I wasn't your friend?"
"You slammed the door that time."
"I was mad at you because you were keeping things from me, even friends have there downs every now an' then."
Scoob is outside, studying humans quietly while tuning her firearms to fit human gravity.
Lore is cooking.
Lawrence wants to revive Kelipso because they want B L O O D
Spectacle walks up from behind, in his regular red suit, "Hello there, what would you be doing?"
Scoob waves and chuckles "Fixin' these firearms up a bit, gettin' them used to everyday gravity here"
"Gravity is different where you're from?"
"No" she said "But the place i was last had different gravity"
"Huh, how interesting, where would that be if I could ask?"
"The place i come from or where i was last? The place i was last was a small dwarf planet named Terathren"
"Hm, should have known I wouldn't have any idea of what the place you were going to tell me."
She chuckles "Its all good". "Whats your name?"
"Spectacle." He does his theatre bow.
"Pleasure to meet you" she said and smiled "Im Scoob"
"Well it is a pleasure to meet you too."
She thinks for a moment before handing a rifle to him "ever shot one?"
He seems a little surprised, "I've only ever held melee weapons, even then only so many."
"I can teach you if you want"
"I mean, its somthing to do, as I have free time, not sure how useful this'll be to know but, who cares?" He holds it carefully, setting his cane aside.
"well i can teach you how to use a gun but im not sure you can buy one here" she said
"exactly, not that I need one."
"why? do you use magic?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A dog-headed man walks in. His dog-head was like that of a black--light brown Shiba dog with bright brown eyes that were almost beige. He wears basic medium armor with a plated breastplate and the rest being leather, thick leather gloves, an under shirt, simple breeches, and no shoes. He carries a long-sword on his hip that was made for a fighter. He also carries a backpack filled with random items he found on his travels. His ears flick before he finally sits down at a booth-table.
Lysander waves to them. "Need any help?"
"Yes!" he chirps "Nearest pool of water, i have to clean my horse of her mud and such." he said and smiled, panting a bit as if he had been running.
They direct them to the lake. "Does that help?"
The dog-headed man nods "Thank you sir. I am Sir Kain... well soon to be, at the moment im a squire." he said "Im gonna become as good as a knight as my father and take care of the black dragon that decided to make its home in my village by killing it!". He seemed way to trusting of lysander and started talking to him almost instantly.
"Well I can't wait till you are. How long until you gain what you have earned?"
"When i get enough practice in and destroy the dragon then i will!" He chirps happily
"How old is the dragon? Maybe I could help you."
"Ancient" he said "Im 16 but i think i can do it with enough training!"
"How well trained are you now?"
*Level?*
*for the dragon or Kain. Kain is level 4.*
"Im slightly skilled" he said and washed his horse who enjoyed the cold water,
*Kain and fun*
"Want to show me?"
He nods confidently as he unsheathes his long-sword. He grips it and it and hacks it against a tree STR:11
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Scoob is outside, studying humans quietly while tuning her firearms to fit human gravity.
Lore is cooking.
Lawrence wants to revive Kelipso because they want B L O O D
Spectacle walks up from behind, in his regular red suit, "Hello there, what would you be doing?"
Scoob waves and chuckles "Fixin' these firearms up a bit, gettin' them used to everyday gravity here"
"Gravity is different where you're from?"
"No" she said "But the place i was last had different gravity"
"Huh, how interesting, where would that be if I could ask?"
"The place i come from or where i was last? The place i was last was a small dwarf planet named Terathren"
"Hm, should have known I wouldn't have any idea of what the place you were going to tell me."
She chuckles "Its all good". "Whats your name?"
"Spectacle." He does his theatre bow.
"Pleasure to meet you" she said and smiled "Im Scoob"
"Well it is a pleasure to meet you too."
She thinks for a moment before handing a rifle to him "ever shot one?"
He seems a little surprised, "I've only ever held melee weapons, even then only so many."
"I can teach you if you want"
"I mean, its somthing to do, as I have free time, not sure how useful this'll be to know but, who cares?" He holds it carefully, setting his cane aside.
"well i can teach you how to use a gun but im not sure you can buy one here" she said
"I don't know who mistreated you for being a. . . were... bird? But I know there wrong & going to burn in hell. So cheer up, 'cause now you know your friend isn't going to abandon you like that."
"You're my friend?" Finch sniffles.
"Yes, man have you been paying any attention to me?"
"Yeah..."
"Then how did you think I wasn't your friend?"
"You slammed the door that time."
"I was mad at you because you were keeping things from me, even friends have there downs every now an' then."
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.
A dog-headed man walks in. His dog-head was like that of a black--light brown Shiba dog with bright brown eyes that were almost beige. He wears basic medium armor with a plated breastplate and the rest being leather, thick leather gloves, an under shirt, simple breeches, and no shoes. He carries a long-sword on his hip that was made for a fighter. He also carries a backpack filled with random items he found on his travels. His ears flick before he finally sits down at a booth-table.
Lysander waves to them. "Need any help?"
"Yes!" he chirps "Nearest pool of water, i have to clean my horse of her mud and such." he said and smiled, panting a bit as if he had been running.
They direct them to the lake. "Does that help?"
The dog-headed man nods "Thank you sir. I am Sir Kain... well soon to be, at the moment im a squire." he said "Im gonna become as good as a knight as my father and take care of the black dragon that decided to make its home in my village by killing it!". He seemed way to trusting of lysander and started talking to him almost instantly.
"Well I can't wait till you are. How long until you gain what you have earned?"
"When i get enough practice in and destroy the dragon then i will!" He chirps happily
"How old is the dragon? Maybe I could help you."
"Ancient" he said "Im 16 but i think i can do it with enough training!"
"How well trained are you now?"
*Level?*
*for the dragon or Kain. Kain is level 4.*
"Im slightly skilled" he said and washed his horse who enjoyed the cold water,
*Kain and fun*
"Want to show me?"
He nods confidently as he unsheathes his long-sword. He grips it and it and hacks it against a tree STR:8
Lysander stiffles a laugh. "Want to try that again?" He asks, "I think you will do better the second time around."
*Lysander uses portent to give them an 18 on their roll*
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"I mean, its somthing to do, as I have free time, not sure how useful this'll be to know but, who cares?" He holds it carefully, setting his cane aside.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Yep! Do you?" *Raphael took a bath in some... happy water. When ever they feel a bit happy, DC 16 wis save or they become euphoric*
Gwen boops them on the nose. "We would go to a book store, and look for some cool books to buy. You want to suggest something else?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Got a partner now."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Huh...* "Um, you're acting strange..."
"No... That sounds nice." She stays close to Gwen.
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.
"Hmm. It's to see you Jeremiah."
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.
"well i can teach you how to use a gun but im not sure you can buy one here" she said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Raphael turns to Nicky. "Well the wait will pass faster if we have some fun. Want to play tag?" Raphael says, while smiling to Elmo
"Sure. Did the sequester not work well?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"exactly, not that I need one."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Kain and fun*
"Want to show me?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*That supposed to be 'its nice to see you'?*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"How so?" They say, smiling broadly
Gwen smiles warmly to them, keeping close to their friend. "You just need a little love, thats all. So, when do you want to go?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Ooo nice. How has that been?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Nicky tilts his head back and forth deciding before standing up "Who will be it?"
"I don't know because right now y head is pounding!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"why? do you use magic?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He nods confidently as he unsheathes his long-sword. He grips it and it and hacks it against a tree STR:11
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I can be it first. That or we can decided at random."
"Want healing?" They say, casting greater restoration
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I'm a Bard, so yes, along with some weaponry."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Curse my short attention span*
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.
"They're nice." She smiles, "So, you?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Lysander stiffles a laugh. "Want to try that again?" He asks, "I think you will do better the second time around."
*Lysander uses portent to give them an 18 on their roll*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now