Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
"What sort of experiments?"
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
"What sort of experiments?"
You will find out shortly.
First question: Where are you from?
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
"What sort of experiments?"
You will find out shortly.
First question: Where are you from?
"Not worth a live researcher am I?" he chuckles, "Very well, I come from the plane of Kyphr."
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
"What sort of experiments?"
You will find out shortly.
First question: Where are you from?
"Not worth a live researcher am I?" he chuckles, "Very well, I come from the plane of Kyphr."
We do not send anyone in for precautions.
Second question: Do you posses magical abilities, if so, how powerful?
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
"What sort of experiments?"
You will find out shortly.
First question: Where are you from?
"Not worth a live researcher am I?" he chuckles, "Very well, I come from the plane of Kyphr."
We do not send anyone in for precautions.
Second question: Do you posses magical abilities, if so, how powerful?
"Oh sure, I know plenty of powerful spells that could reduce a live mammoth to dust in a matter of seconds," he says, obviously sarcastic. Deception 24
*Actually an 8th level sorcerer*
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
"What sort of experiments?"
You will find out shortly.
First question: Where are you from?
"Not worth a live researcher am I?" he chuckles, "Very well, I come from the plane of Kyphr."
We do not send anyone in for precautions.
Second question: Do you posses magical abilities, if so, how powerful?
"Oh sure, I know plenty of powerful spells that could reduce a live mammoth to dust in a matter of seconds," he says, obviously sarcastic. Deception 25
*Actually an 8th level sorcerer*
Some murmuring from the speaker.
Third question: What is your identification?
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
"What sort of experiments?"
You will find out shortly.
First question: Where are you from?
"Not worth a live researcher am I?" he chuckles, "Very well, I come from the plane of Kyphr."
We do not send anyone in for precautions.
Second question: Do you posses magical abilities, if so, how powerful?
"Oh sure, I know plenty of powerful spells that could reduce a live mammoth to dust in a matter of seconds," he says, obviously sarcastic. Deception 25
*Actually an 8th level sorcerer*
Some murmuring from the speaker.
Third question: What is your identification?
He looks right at the one-way mirror. "Seferis Cirdir."
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
"What sort of experiments?"
You will find out shortly.
First question: Where are you from?
"Not worth a live researcher am I?" he chuckles, "Very well, I come from the plane of Kyphr."
We do not send anyone in for precautions.
Second question: Do you posses magical abilities, if so, how powerful?
"Oh sure, I know plenty of powerful spells that could reduce a live mammoth to dust in a matter of seconds," he says, obviously sarcastic. Deception 25
*Actually an 8th level sorcerer*
Some murmuring from the speaker.
Third question: What is your identification?
He looks right at the one-way mirror. "Seferis Cirdir."
That is all for now, Seferis Cirdir. Time for the experiments.
The area around him started lowering down, as though on an elevator.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
"What sort of experiments?"
You will find out shortly.
First question: Where are you from?
"Not worth a live researcher am I?" he chuckles, "Very well, I come from the plane of Kyphr."
We do not send anyone in for precautions.
Second question: Do you posses magical abilities, if so, how powerful?
"Oh sure, I know plenty of powerful spells that could reduce a live mammoth to dust in a matter of seconds," he says, obviously sarcastic. Deception 25
*Actually an 8th level sorcerer*
Some murmuring from the speaker.
Third question: What is your identification?
He looks right at the one-way mirror. "Seferis Cirdir."
That is all for now, Seferis Cirdir. Time for the experiments.
The area around him started lowering down, as though on an elevator.
He starts humming "My Favorite Things" gaily on the way down, far more than ready for them to just bloody get on with it.
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
"What sort of experiments?"
You will find out shortly.
First question: Where are you from?
"Not worth a live researcher am I?" he chuckles, "Very well, I come from the plane of Kyphr."
We do not send anyone in for precautions.
Second question: Do you posses magical abilities, if so, how powerful?
"Oh sure, I know plenty of powerful spells that could reduce a live mammoth to dust in a matter of seconds," he says, obviously sarcastic. Deception 25
*Actually an 8th level sorcerer*
Some murmuring from the speaker.
Third question: What is your identification?
He looks right at the one-way mirror. "Seferis Cirdir."
That is all for now, Seferis Cirdir. Time for the experiments.
The area around him started lowering down, as though on an elevator.
He starts humming "My Favorite Things" gaily on the way down, far more than ready for them to just bloody get on with it.
About halfway through, the straps on the chair loosen enough for him to get up. Eventually, the elevator stopped on front of a double set of doors.
An intercom crackled to life. Please enter, Seferis.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
"What sort of experiments?"
You will find out shortly.
First question: Where are you from?
"Not worth a live researcher am I?" he chuckles, "Very well, I come from the plane of Kyphr."
We do not send anyone in for precautions.
Second question: Do you posses magical abilities, if so, how powerful?
"Oh sure, I know plenty of powerful spells that could reduce a live mammoth to dust in a matter of seconds," he says, obviously sarcastic. Deception 25
*Actually an 8th level sorcerer*
Some murmuring from the speaker.
Third question: What is your identification?
He looks right at the one-way mirror. "Seferis Cirdir."
That is all for now, Seferis Cirdir. Time for the experiments.
The area around him started lowering down, as though on an elevator.
He starts humming "My Favorite Things" gaily on the way down, far more than ready for them to just bloody get on with it.
About halfway through, the straps on the chair loosen enough for him to get up. Eventually, the elevator stopped on front of a double set of doors.
An intercom crackled to life. Please enter, Seferis.
He stretches his fingers like a concert pianist, striding into the room.
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
"What sort of experiments?"
You will find out shortly.
First question: Where are you from?
"Not worth a live researcher am I?" he chuckles, "Very well, I come from the plane of Kyphr."
We do not send anyone in for precautions.
Second question: Do you posses magical abilities, if so, how powerful?
"Oh sure, I know plenty of powerful spells that could reduce a live mammoth to dust in a matter of seconds," he says, obviously sarcastic. Deception 25
*Actually an 8th level sorcerer*
Some murmuring from the speaker.
Third question: What is your identification?
He looks right at the one-way mirror. "Seferis Cirdir."
That is all for now, Seferis Cirdir. Time for the experiments.
The area around him started lowering down, as though on an elevator.
He starts humming "My Favorite Things" gaily on the way down, far more than ready for them to just bloody get on with it.
About halfway through, the straps on the chair loosen enough for him to get up. Eventually, the elevator stopped on front of a double set of doors.
An intercom crackled to life. Please enter, Seferis.
He stretches his fingers like a concert pianist, striding into the room.
Prowling along the wall are two wolves. ROLL INITIATIVE!
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
"What sort of experiments?"
You will find out shortly.
First question: Where are you from?
"Not worth a live researcher am I?" he chuckles, "Very well, I come from the plane of Kyphr."
We do not send anyone in for precautions.
Second question: Do you posses magical abilities, if so, how powerful?
"Oh sure, I know plenty of powerful spells that could reduce a live mammoth to dust in a matter of seconds," he says, obviously sarcastic. Deception 25
*Actually an 8th level sorcerer*
Some murmuring from the speaker.
Third question: What is your identification?
He looks right at the one-way mirror. "Seferis Cirdir."
That is all for now, Seferis Cirdir. Time for the experiments.
The area around him started lowering down, as though on an elevator.
He starts humming "My Favorite Things" gaily on the way down, far more than ready for them to just bloody get on with it.
About halfway through, the straps on the chair loosen enough for him to get up. Eventually, the elevator stopped on front of a double set of doors.
An intercom crackled to life. Please enter, Seferis.
He stretches his fingers like a concert pianist, striding into the room.
Prowling along the wall are two wolves. ROLL INITIATIVE!
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Seferis walks the streets, considering trying to find a way back to Kyphr. He kicks a can down the street, looking for all the world like a bum after his three days spent sleeping in an alley. He's getting desperate.
A hiring sign quite literally smacks him in the face.
He takes a look at it
*Sorry, I've been multitasking.*
*same*
OPEN POSITION!
ACTOR REQUIRED FOR COMMERCIAL!
FREE PIZZA!
GOOD PAY!
Hmm, "I suppose this is an acceptable opportunity. Pay sounds good, though I've never been much of a thespian." he looks for a number or address he can go to
A big giant arrow on the sign points into the building with the words. HERE!
He rolls his shoulder and walks in. "That's oddly...convenient" he's wary
A bag is thrown over his head as he walks in and he is injected with something that instantly knocks him out.
*-evil laughter-*
*frick*
He falls unconscious
When he wakes up, it seems he in some sort of interrogation room with blinding white walls, and upon further awakening, he is strapped to a chair with leather belts. In front of him was a one-way mirror with a speaker above it.
Want to play a game?
Welcome.
"Funny, I don't feel welcome."
Disregarded. Welcome to The Underground.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
"What sort of experiments?"
You will find out shortly.
First question: Where are you from?
"Not worth a live researcher am I?" he chuckles, "Very well, I come from the plane of Kyphr."
We do not send anyone in for precautions.
Second question: Do you posses magical abilities, if so, how powerful?
"Oh sure, I know plenty of powerful spells that could reduce a live mammoth to dust in a matter of seconds," he says, obviously sarcastic. Deception 25
*Actually an 8th level sorcerer*
Some murmuring from the speaker.
Third question: What is your identification?
He looks right at the one-way mirror. "Seferis Cirdir."
That is all for now, Seferis Cirdir. Time for the experiments.
The area around him started lowering down, as though on an elevator.
He starts humming "My Favorite Things" gaily on the way down, far more than ready for them to just bloody get on with it.
About halfway through, the straps on the chair loosen enough for him to get up. Eventually, the elevator stopped on front of a double set of doors.
An intercom crackled to life. Please enter, Seferis.
He stretches his fingers like a concert pianist, striding into the room.
Prowling along the wall are two wolves. ROLL INITIATIVE!
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
"I knew it was a bad idea to go in there." He looks around at his room a moment before asking. "So, what happens now?"
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
[[imma yeet myself in here if that’s ok]]
[[actually I wanna know if that’s ok before said yeeting]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Perfectly fine :) new players are always welcome*
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
We shall run experiments on you shortly. But first, questions.
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.
*Yep!*
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.
"What sort of experiments?"
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
You will find out shortly.
First question: Where are you from?
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.
"Not worth a live researcher am I?" he chuckles, "Very well, I come from the plane of Kyphr."
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
We do not send anyone in for precautions.
Second question: Do you posses magical abilities, if so, how powerful?
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.
"Oh sure, I know plenty of powerful spells that could reduce a live mammoth to dust in a matter of seconds," he says, obviously sarcastic. Deception 24
*Actually an 8th level sorcerer*
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
Some murmuring from the speaker.
Third question: What is your identification?
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.
He looks right at the one-way mirror. "Seferis Cirdir."
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
That is all for now, Seferis Cirdir. Time for the experiments.
The area around him started lowering down, as though on an elevator.
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.
He starts humming "My Favorite Things" gaily on the way down, far more than ready for them to just bloody get on with it.
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
About halfway through, the straps on the chair loosen enough for him to get up. Eventually, the elevator stopped on front of a double set of doors.
An intercom crackled to life. Please enter, Seferis.
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.
He stretches his fingers like a concert pianist, striding into the room.
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
Prowling along the wall are two wolves. ROLL INITIATIVE!
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.
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
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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.
Zander looks for shelter, ideally somewhere you need to climb to get to
Mostly nocturnal
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