"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."
"Hmm. It's nice to see you Jeremiah."
*That supposed to be 'its nice to see you'?*
*Curse my short attention span*
*nah its fine.*
"Nice to see you too Finch, so, get a drink with me?" He puts his bandana back up.
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?"
"I'm a Bard, so yes, along with some weaponry."
"Interesting" she said "magic is useful and its interesting to study but i prefer something that won't need materials and such"
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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
Hunter walks over to wcoob, "Hello there,"
Scoob looks up and smiles "hey there" she said, waving a bit with her free hand
"How are you adjusting ma'am?"
(Me realizing they never talked past the original post qe never finished)
"Good so far" she said with another grin "What are you? Not a battle weapon.... no your are aren't you? but what are you?"
"I am a top of the line model from HexTech." He says
"Ah" she said and smiled "can't say i've heard of your type but im a battlestar, a frontlines woman... well the term is Forntlines men but im a woman... well i change genders if i want... what am i doing, im spiraling, im sorry"
"I do not believe my creators branched to your dimension."
"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."
"Hmm. It's nice to see you Jeremiah."
*That supposed to be 'its nice to see you'?*
*Curse my short attention span*
*nah its fine.*
"Nice to see you too Finch, so, get a drink with me?" He puts his bandana back up.
"Sure." Finch stands up and shuffles towards the tavern.
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
"exactly, not that I need one."
"why? do you use magic?"
"I'm a Bard, so yes, along with some weaponry."
"Interesting" she said "magic is useful and its interesting to study but i prefer something that won't need materials and such"
"I can merely sing for it, & doesn't this need ammunition?" He slightly lifts the rifle.
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*
*had to look up the spell real quick lol, also is that 18+ or just 18*
He tries again, the sword slicing through the tree a bit but not all the way as he was careful not to topple it.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"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."
"Hmm. It's nice to see you Jeremiah."
*That supposed to be 'its nice to see you'?*
*Curse my short attention span*
*nah its fine.*
"Nice to see you too Finch, so, get a drink with me?" He puts his bandana back up.
"Sure." Finch stands up and shuffles towards the tavern.
"So what do you wan'?" He says while they make their way back to the tavern.
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
Hunter walks over to wcoob, "Hello there,"
Scoob looks up and smiles "hey there" she said, waving a bit with her free hand
"How are you adjusting ma'am?"
(Me realizing they never talked past the original post qe never finished)
"Good so far" she said with another grin "What are you? Not a battle weapon.... no your are aren't you? but what are you?"
"I am a top of the line model from HexTech." He says
"Ah" she said and smiled "can't say i've heard of your type but im a battlestar, a frontlines woman... well the term is Forntlines men but im a woman... well i change genders if i want... what am i doing, im spiraling, im sorry"
"I do not believe my creators branched to your dimension."
"Eh, Ebberon is different so you never know"
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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
"exactly, not that I need one."
"why? do you use magic?"
"I'm a Bard, so yes, along with some weaponry."
"Interesting" she said "magic is useful and its interesting to study but i prefer something that won't need materials and such"
"I can merely sing for it, & doesn't this need ammunition?" He slightly lifts the rifle.
"Oh stars! yes it does! quite sorry" she said and gently took it from him and reloaded it, checking its sight and such
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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
"exactly, not that I need one."
"why? do you use magic?"
"I'm a Bard, so yes, along with some weaponry."
"Interesting" she said "magic is useful and its interesting to study but i prefer something that won't need materials and such"
"I can merely sing for it, & doesn't this need ammunition?" He slightly lifts the rifle.
"Oh stars! yes it does! quite sorry" she said and gently took it from him and reloaded it, checking its sight and such
"Well I meant to point that out because you were complaining about matierial components, & that those need physical things to use too. Because the answer to that would be swords & the such to fix that."
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*
*had to look up the spell real quick lol, also is that 18+ or just 18*
He tries again, the sword slicing through the tree a bit but not all the way as he was careful not to topple it.
*Just 18. Base 13*
"See, all you need is a little support."
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
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Elmo dipped down into downward dog "ill be it!!" he says and Nicky jumped up and down "sure!!"
Kelipso grumbles a bit "thanks...."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I've been great I just got... gifted a cool sword and so other magic things. Life is good. So, still running from the law?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*nah its fine.*
"Nice to see you too Finch, so, get a drink with me?" He puts his bandana back up.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"As long as I'm alive I think I'll be wanted." He chuckles.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Interesting" she said "magic is useful and its interesting to study but i prefer something that won't need materials and such"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"..."
"Whenever you want..."
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.
Raphael smiles warmly, running from Elmo. *Timeskip?*
"Your welcome. You okay?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I do not believe my creators branched to your dimension."
"Sure." Finch stands up and shuffles towards the tavern.
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.
"I can merely sing for it, & doesn't this need ammunition?" He slightly lifts the rifle.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*had to look up the spell real quick lol, also is that 18+ or just 18*
He tries again, the sword slicing through the tree a bit but not all the way as he was careful not to topple it.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"So what do you wan'?" He says while they make their way back to the tavern.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"What?" They say, a bit calmer now. "You okay?"
"Well I want to do it whenever you want."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Nicky pants a bit "Fun!" they chirped as they watch elmo roll over in the grass. Not too far away Lore watches and chuckles.
He nods a bit "Just..... moody"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Eh, Ebberon is different so you never know"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Oh stars! yes it does! quite sorry" she said and gently took it from him and reloaded it, checking its sight and such
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Ever tried for a pardon?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Well I meant to point that out because you were complaining about matierial components, & that those need physical things to use too. Because the answer to that would be swords & the such to fix that."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Yeah okay, like that'll work." She says sarcasticly, moving to a nearby chair to sit.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Just 18. Base 13*
"See, all you need is a little support."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now