“Of that I am not entirely sure myself, however I came across people whom of which called me a ‘genasi’ of sorts.” Hades flung the leather jacket he used to put out the fire around his shoulders. The white tank top hades is wearing under his jacket is thin, somewhat see through, he has a thin yet muscular build, and quite tall [[he’s 6’5”/ 195 cm]] [[he’s also wearing leather pants that show some major leg definition]]
“Genasi, never heard of it before. I take it you’ve never heard of the city of spires”
Hades looked at Jack blankly, “the what?” He was clearly unfamiliar with this topic
”Look, I’ve only gotten placed here not all that long ago. I’m pretty sure your from a different plane at least so finding a way back is going to take some time. I have a place” he winces “well a box but It’s out of the wind and We’ll probably be able to get out of here faster together”
“Alright-“ Hades follows jack to the box [[hehe Jack in a box]]
“Of that I am not entirely sure myself, however I came across people whom of which called me a ‘genasi’ of sorts.” Hades flung the leather jacket he used to put out the fire around his shoulders. The white tank top hades is wearing under his jacket is thin, somewhat see through, he has a thin yet muscular build, and quite tall [[he’s 6’5”/ 195 cm]] [[he’s also wearing leather pants that show some major leg definition]]
“Genasi, never heard of it before. I take it you’ve never heard of the city of spires”
Hades looked at Jack blankly, “the what?” He was clearly unfamiliar with this topic
”Look, I’ve only gotten placed here not all that long ago. I’m pretty sure your from a different plane at least so finding a way back is going to take some time. I have a place” he winces “well a box but It’s out of the wind and We’ll probably be able to get out of here faster together”
“Alright-“ Hades follows jack to the box [[hehe Jack in a box]]
Zander leads him to his roof (he lied about his name)
”Most of the stores around here were empty last time I checked, I’m not sure how good our currency is here and I’ve been unable to gather some of the local stuff for comparison”
“Of that I am not entirely sure myself, however I came across people whom of which called me a ‘genasi’ of sorts.” Hades flung the leather jacket he used to put out the fire around his shoulders. The white tank top hades is wearing under his jacket is thin, somewhat see through, he has a thin yet muscular build, and quite tall [[he’s 6’5”/ 195 cm]] [[he’s also wearing leather pants that show some major leg definition]]
“Genasi, never heard of it before. I take it you’ve never heard of the city of spires”
Hades looked at Jack blankly, “the what?” He was clearly unfamiliar with this topic
”Look, I’ve only gotten placed here not all that long ago. I’m pretty sure your from a different plane at least so finding a way back is going to take some time. I have a place” he winces “well a box but It’s out of the wind and We’ll probably be able to get out of here faster together”
“Alright-“ Hades follows jack to the box [[hehe Jack in a box]]
Zander leads him to his roof (he lied about his name)
”Most of the stores around here were empty last time I checked, I’m not sure how good our currency is here and I’ve been unable to gather some of the local stuff for comparison”
Hades was thinking, then after a few minutes said something, “I have an idea as to how we can earn a little money, although it does require musical talent.”
”Look, I’ve only gotten placed here not all that long ago. I’m pretty sure your from a different plane at least so finding a way back is going to take some time. I have a place” he winces “well a box but It’s out of the wind and We’ll probably be able to get out of here faster together”
“Alright-“ Hades follows jack to the box [[hehe Jack in a box]]
Zander leads him to his roof (he lied about his name)
”Most of the stores around here were empty last time I checked, I’m not sure how good our currency is here and I’ve been unable to gather some of the local stuff for comparison”
Hades was thinking, then after a few minutes said something, “I have an idea as to how we can earn a little money, although it does require musical talent.”
“I can’t really help with that then, I didn’t have a lot of time to practice flutes”
At the door, a lunch tray slides through the slder, on it is some a ham and cheese sandwich, a couple packets of various condiments, a glass of water, and broccoli.
As ravenously hungry as he is, he eats slowly and politely.
You will be fed again in six hours. Feel free to familiarize yourself with this room. In 30 minutes, you will be allowed to exit this room and interact with other test subjects.
"Thank you, I appreciate the opportunity for 'social hour'"
There is no response. Surely enough, after thirty minutes, the door swings open.
He walks out of his room, still humming "My Favorite Things."
He steps out onto a metal catwalk, connected to other catwalks. About 100 feet below is the floor, where various figures, presumably other test subjects, wander around and interact. A few feet down the catwalk is a set of stairs that leads to the floor. The place is slightly reminiscent of a prison or psychiatric facility, but actually not depressing. The shape of the room itself seems to be like an extremely long hallway, about 500 feet wide, and the length can't be determined, as it seems to curve at each end within sight.
He walks down the ramp into the room, idly examining the state of the prisoners here, trying to ascertain what sort of tests will be performed on himself.
It's hard to gauge for most of them, and the ones who's emotions are obvious are extremely diverse, some seem happy, some seem depressed, and some just seem outright insane.
Seferis walks over to one of the more responsive looking ones and introduces himself as "Arnold Wynd," offering his hand to shake
The owlin looks at him and cocks its head to a side. "Hello, Arnold." They took his hand, shaking it.
"How long have you been in lock-up?" he asks.
"I don't know. Could be days, weeks, months, I've lost track."
"I've heard they do...strange things to the patients here." he says, leaving it a bit open-ended.
"Honestly, the things aren't very strange, if you're powerful, they run extreme tests, but if you aren't very powerful, you're just a test dummy for some things."
Makes mental note to hide his more powerful spells "What have they done to you?"
"Me? Just some tests with different drugs and treatments."
“Hm,” he says, “I was expecting drastic genetic testing, such as cloning and meta human experimentation. This seems rather… mild.”
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This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
”Look, I’ve only gotten placed here not all that long ago. I’m pretty sure your from a different plane at least so finding a way back is going to take some time. I have a place” he winces “well a box but It’s out of the wind and We’ll probably be able to get out of here faster together”
“Alright-“ Hades follows jack to the box [[hehe Jack in a box]]
Zander leads him to his roof (he lied about his name)
”Most of the stores around here were empty last time I checked, I’m not sure how good our currency is here and I’ve been unable to gather some of the local stuff for comparison”
Hades was thinking, then after a few minutes said something, “I have an idea as to how we can earn a little money, although it does require musical talent.”
“I can’t really help with that then, I didn’t have a lot of time to practice flutes”
Hades sighs and looks at his shoes, “Then I guess it’s a good think everyone tells my I have a good singing voice,” he clearly doesn’t want to sing in public. “I’ll do what I must, unless I can find a violin around..”
At the door, a lunch tray slides through the slder, on it is some a ham and cheese sandwich, a couple packets of various condiments, a glass of water, and broccoli.
As ravenously hungry as he is, he eats slowly and politely.
You will be fed again in six hours. Feel free to familiarize yourself with this room. In 30 minutes, you will be allowed to exit this room and interact with other test subjects.
"Thank you, I appreciate the opportunity for 'social hour'"
There is no response. Surely enough, after thirty minutes, the door swings open.
He walks out of his room, still humming "My Favorite Things."
He steps out onto a metal catwalk, connected to other catwalks. About 100 feet below is the floor, where various figures, presumably other test subjects, wander around and interact. A few feet down the catwalk is a set of stairs that leads to the floor. The place is slightly reminiscent of a prison or psychiatric facility, but actually not depressing. The shape of the room itself seems to be like an extremely long hallway, about 500 feet wide, and the length can't be determined, as it seems to curve at each end within sight.
He walks down the ramp into the room, idly examining the state of the prisoners here, trying to ascertain what sort of tests will be performed on himself.
It's hard to gauge for most of them, and the ones who's emotions are obvious are extremely diverse, some seem happy, some seem depressed, and some just seem outright insane.
Seferis walks over to one of the more responsive looking ones and introduces himself as "Arnold Wynd," offering his hand to shake
The owlin looks at him and cocks its head to a side. "Hello, Arnold." They took his hand, shaking it.
"How long have you been in lock-up?" he asks.
"I don't know. Could be days, weeks, months, I've lost track."
"I've heard they do...strange things to the patients here." he says, leaving it a bit open-ended.
"Honestly, the things aren't very strange, if you're powerful, they run extreme tests, but if you aren't very powerful, you're just a test dummy for some things."
Makes mental note to hide his more powerful spells "What have they done to you?"
"Me? Just some tests with different drugs and treatments."
“Hm,” he says, “I was expecting drastic genetic testing, such as cloning and meta human experimentation. This seems rather… mild.”
"Oh, they have that in the next facility."
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
At the door, a lunch tray slides through the slder, on it is some a ham and cheese sandwich, a couple packets of various condiments, a glass of water, and broccoli.
As ravenously hungry as he is, he eats slowly and politely.
You will be fed again in six hours. Feel free to familiarize yourself with this room. In 30 minutes, you will be allowed to exit this room and interact with other test subjects.
"Thank you, I appreciate the opportunity for 'social hour'"
There is no response. Surely enough, after thirty minutes, the door swings open.
He walks out of his room, still humming "My Favorite Things."
He steps out onto a metal catwalk, connected to other catwalks. About 100 feet below is the floor, where various figures, presumably other test subjects, wander around and interact. A few feet down the catwalk is a set of stairs that leads to the floor. The place is slightly reminiscent of a prison or psychiatric facility, but actually not depressing. The shape of the room itself seems to be like an extremely long hallway, about 500 feet wide, and the length can't be determined, as it seems to curve at each end within sight.
He walks down the ramp into the room, idly examining the state of the prisoners here, trying to ascertain what sort of tests will be performed on himself.
It's hard to gauge for most of them, and the ones who's emotions are obvious are extremely diverse, some seem happy, some seem depressed, and some just seem outright insane.
Seferis walks over to one of the more responsive looking ones and introduces himself as "Arnold Wynd," offering his hand to shake
The owlin looks at him and cocks its head to a side. "Hello, Arnold." They took his hand, shaking it.
"How long have you been in lock-up?" he asks.
"I don't know. Could be days, weeks, months, I've lost track."
"I've heard they do...strange things to the patients here." he says, leaving it a bit open-ended.
"Honestly, the things aren't very strange, if you're powerful, they run extreme tests, but if you aren't very powerful, you're just a test dummy for some things."
Makes mental note to hide his more powerful spells "What have they done to you?"
"Me? Just some tests with different drugs and treatments."
“Hm,” he says, “I was expecting drastic genetic testing, such as cloning and meta human experimentation. This seems rather… mild.”
"Oh, they have that in the next facility."
He chuckles, “And there we have it. Who gets selected for those programs?”
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This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
”Look, I’ve only gotten placed here not all that long ago. I’m pretty sure your from a different plane at least so finding a way back is going to take some time. I have a place” he winces “well a box but It’s out of the wind and We’ll probably be able to get out of here faster together”
“Alright-“ Hades follows jack to the box [[hehe Jack in a box]]
Zander leads him to his roof (he lied about his name)
”Most of the stores around here were empty last time I checked, I’m not sure how good our currency is here and I’ve been unable to gather some of the local stuff for comparison”
Hades was thinking, then after a few minutes said something, “I have an idea as to how we can earn a little money, although it does require musical talent.”
“I can’t really help with that then, I didn’t have a lot of time to practice flutes”
Hades sighs and looks at his shoes, “Then I guess it’s a good think everyone tells my I have a good singing voice,” he clearly doesn’t want to sing in public. “I’ll do what I must, unless I can find a violin around..”
“For what it’s worth, I just need a distraction and some loose morals to gain coin”
At the door, a lunch tray slides through the slder, on it is some a ham and cheese sandwich, a couple packets of various condiments, a glass of water, and broccoli.
As ravenously hungry as he is, he eats slowly and politely.
You will be fed again in six hours. Feel free to familiarize yourself with this room. In 30 minutes, you will be allowed to exit this room and interact with other test subjects.
"Thank you, I appreciate the opportunity for 'social hour'"
There is no response. Surely enough, after thirty minutes, the door swings open.
He walks out of his room, still humming "My Favorite Things."
He steps out onto a metal catwalk, connected to other catwalks. About 100 feet below is the floor, where various figures, presumably other test subjects, wander around and interact. A few feet down the catwalk is a set of stairs that leads to the floor. The place is slightly reminiscent of a prison or psychiatric facility, but actually not depressing. The shape of the room itself seems to be like an extremely long hallway, about 500 feet wide, and the length can't be determined, as it seems to curve at each end within sight.
He walks down the ramp into the room, idly examining the state of the prisoners here, trying to ascertain what sort of tests will be performed on himself.
It's hard to gauge for most of them, and the ones who's emotions are obvious are extremely diverse, some seem happy, some seem depressed, and some just seem outright insane.
Seferis walks over to one of the more responsive looking ones and introduces himself as "Arnold Wynd," offering his hand to shake
The owlin looks at him and cocks its head to a side. "Hello, Arnold." They took his hand, shaking it.
"How long have you been in lock-up?" he asks.
"I don't know. Could be days, weeks, months, I've lost track."
"I've heard they do...strange things to the patients here." he says, leaving it a bit open-ended.
"Honestly, the things aren't very strange, if you're powerful, they run extreme tests, but if you aren't very powerful, you're just a test dummy for some things."
Makes mental note to hide his more powerful spells "What have they done to you?"
"Me? Just some tests with different drugs and treatments."
“Hm,” he says, “I was expecting drastic genetic testing, such as cloning and meta human experimentation. This seems rather… mild.”
"Oh, they have that in the next facility."
He chuckles, “And there we have it. Who gets selected for those programs?”
He shrugged. "I don't know the criteria, I think it's just random."
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
At the door, a lunch tray slides through the slder, on it is some a ham and cheese sandwich, a couple packets of various condiments, a glass of water, and broccoli.
As ravenously hungry as he is, he eats slowly and politely.
You will be fed again in six hours. Feel free to familiarize yourself with this room. In 30 minutes, you will be allowed to exit this room and interact with other test subjects.
"Thank you, I appreciate the opportunity for 'social hour'"
There is no response. Surely enough, after thirty minutes, the door swings open.
He walks out of his room, still humming "My Favorite Things."
He steps out onto a metal catwalk, connected to other catwalks. About 100 feet below is the floor, where various figures, presumably other test subjects, wander around and interact. A few feet down the catwalk is a set of stairs that leads to the floor. The place is slightly reminiscent of a prison or psychiatric facility, but actually not depressing. The shape of the room itself seems to be like an extremely long hallway, about 500 feet wide, and the length can't be determined, as it seems to curve at each end within sight.
He walks down the ramp into the room, idly examining the state of the prisoners here, trying to ascertain what sort of tests will be performed on himself.
It's hard to gauge for most of them, and the ones who's emotions are obvious are extremely diverse, some seem happy, some seem depressed, and some just seem outright insane.
Seferis walks over to one of the more responsive looking ones and introduces himself as "Arnold Wynd," offering his hand to shake
The owlin looks at him and cocks its head to a side. "Hello, Arnold." They took his hand, shaking it.
"How long have you been in lock-up?" he asks.
"I don't know. Could be days, weeks, months, I've lost track."
"I've heard they do...strange things to the patients here." he says, leaving it a bit open-ended.
"Honestly, the things aren't very strange, if you're powerful, they run extreme tests, but if you aren't very powerful, you're just a test dummy for some things."
Makes mental note to hide his more powerful spells "What have they done to you?"
"Me? Just some tests with different drugs and treatments."
“Hm,” he says, “I was expecting drastic genetic testing, such as cloning and meta human experimentation. This seems rather… mild.”
"Oh, they have that in the next facility."
He chuckles, “And there we have it. Who gets selected for those programs?”
He shrugged. "I don't know the criteria, I think it's just random."
“Makes sense, that maximizes the diversity of the test base”
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This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
”Look, I’ve only gotten placed here not all that long ago. I’m pretty sure your from a different plane at least so finding a way back is going to take some time. I have a place” he winces “well a box but It’s out of the wind and We’ll probably be able to get out of here faster together”
“Alright-“ Hades follows jack to the box [[hehe Jack in a box]]
Zander leads him to his roof (he lied about his name)
”Most of the stores around here were empty last time I checked, I’m not sure how good our currency is here and I’ve been unable to gather some of the local stuff for comparison”
Hades was thinking, then after a few minutes said something, “I have an idea as to how we can earn a little money, although it does require musical talent.”
“I can’t really help with that then, I didn’t have a lot of time to practice flutes”
Hades sighs and looks at his shoes, “Then I guess it’s a good think everyone tells my I have a good singing voice,” he clearly doesn’t want to sing in public. “I’ll do what I must, unless I can find a violin around..”
“For what it’s worth, I just need a distraction and some loose morals to gain coin”
Hades didn’t seem to pay attention to what Zander had just said, he somehow found a violin, and spotted a piano on the sidewalk below, “we’d just need some drums and we’d be set to make an album-“
”Look, I’ve only gotten placed here not all that long ago. I’m pretty sure your from a different plane at least so finding a way back is going to take some time. I have a place” he winces “well a box but It’s out of the wind and We’ll probably be able to get out of here faster together”
“Alright-“ Hades follows jack to the box [[hehe Jack in a box]]
Zander leads him to his roof (he lied about his name)
”Most of the stores around here were empty last time I checked, I’m not sure how good our currency is here and I’ve been unable to gather some of the local stuff for comparison”
Hades was thinking, then after a few minutes said something, “I have an idea as to how we can earn a little money, although it does require musical talent.”
“I can’t really help with that then, I didn’t have a lot of time to practice flutes”
Hades sighs and looks at his shoes, “Then I guess it’s a good think everyone tells my I have a good singing voice,” he clearly doesn’t want to sing in public. “I’ll do what I must, unless I can find a violin around..”
“For what it’s worth, I just need a distraction and some loose morals to gain coin”
Hades didn’t seem to pay attention to what Zander had just said, he somehow found a violin, and spotted a piano on the sidewalk below, “we’d just need some drums and we’d be set to make an album-“
“Or just put a hat down, I’ve seen people play music with their hats out and people walked by and occasionally put coins in the hat”
”Look, I’ve only gotten placed here not all that long ago. I’m pretty sure your from a different plane at least so finding a way back is going to take some time. I have a place” he winces “well a box but It’s out of the wind and We’ll probably be able to get out of here faster together”
“Alright-“ Hades follows jack to the box [[hehe Jack in a box]]
Zander leads him to his roof (he lied about his name)
”Most of the stores around here were empty last time I checked, I’m not sure how good our currency is here and I’ve been unable to gather some of the local stuff for comparison”
Hades was thinking, then after a few minutes said something, “I have an idea as to how we can earn a little money, although it does require musical talent.”
“I can’t really help with that then, I didn’t have a lot of time to practice flutes”
Hades sighs and looks at his shoes, “Then I guess it’s a good think everyone tells my I have a good singing voice,” he clearly doesn’t want to sing in public. “I’ll do what I must, unless I can find a violin around..”
“For what it’s worth, I just need a distraction and some loose morals to gain coin”
Hades didn’t seem to pay attention to what Zander had just said, he somehow found a violin, and spotted a piano on the sidewalk below, “we’d just need some drums and we’d be set to make an album-“
“Or just put a hat down, I’ve seen people play music with their hats out and people walked by and occasionally put coins in the hat”
“It’s called a figure of speech, my original plan was to either sing, play the violin or the piano for money. The first two I could do together since- that’s not important I’m going to go down there and play the piano, do you have a hat or something we can put coins or paper currency in?”
”Look, I’ve only gotten placed here not all that long ago. I’m pretty sure your from a different plane at least so finding a way back is going to take some time. I have a place” he winces “well a box but It’s out of the wind and We’ll probably be able to get out of here faster together”
“Alright-“ Hades follows jack to the box [[hehe Jack in a box]]
Zander leads him to his roof (he lied about his name)
”Most of the stores around here were empty last time I checked, I’m not sure how good our currency is here and I’ve been unable to gather some of the local stuff for comparison”
Hades was thinking, then after a few minutes said something, “I have an idea as to how we can earn a little money, although it does require musical talent.”
“I can’t really help with that then, I didn’t have a lot of time to practice flutes”
Hades sighs and looks at his shoes, “Then I guess it’s a good think everyone tells my I have a good singing voice,” he clearly doesn’t want to sing in public. “I’ll do what I must, unless I can find a violin around..”
“For what it’s worth, I just need a distraction and some loose morals to gain coin”
Hades didn’t seem to pay attention to what Zander had just said, he somehow found a violin, and spotted a piano on the sidewalk below, “we’d just need some drums and we’d be set to make an album-“
“Or just put a hat down, I’ve seen people play music with their hats out and people walked by and occasionally put coins in the hat”
“It’s called a figure of speech, my original plan was to either sing, play the violin or the piano for money. The first two I could do together since- that’s not important I’m going to go down there and play the piano, do you have a hat or something we can put coins or paper currency in?”
“Not really, I’m going to head out and see if I can find any stores that are open. You do the music thing” (I must go again)
”Look, I’ve only gotten placed here not all that long ago. I’m pretty sure your from a different plane at least so finding a way back is going to take some time. I have a place” he winces “well a box but It’s out of the wind and We’ll probably be able to get out of here faster together”
“Alright-“ Hades follows jack to the box [[hehe Jack in a box]]
Zander leads him to his roof (he lied about his name)
”Most of the stores around here were empty last time I checked, I’m not sure how good our currency is here and I’ve been unable to gather some of the local stuff for comparison”
Hades was thinking, then after a few minutes said something, “I have an idea as to how we can earn a little money, although it does require musical talent.”
“I can’t really help with that then, I didn’t have a lot of time to practice flutes”
Hades sighs and looks at his shoes, “Then I guess it’s a good think everyone tells my I have a good singing voice,” he clearly doesn’t want to sing in public. “I’ll do what I must, unless I can find a violin around..”
“For what it’s worth, I just need a distraction and some loose morals to gain coin”
Hades didn’t seem to pay attention to what Zander had just said, he somehow found a violin, and spotted a piano on the sidewalk below, “we’d just need some drums and we’d be set to make an album-“
“Or just put a hat down, I’ve seen people play music with their hats out and people walked by and occasionally put coins in the hat”
“It’s called a figure of speech, my original plan was to either sing, play the violin or the piano for money. The first two I could do together since- that’s not important I’m going to go down there and play the piano, do you have a hat or something we can put coins or paper currency in?”
“Not really, I’m going to head out and see if I can find any stores that are open. You do the music thing” (I must go again)
Hades went to the sidewalk, and started performing on the piano, he took one of the small boxes on the roof with him [[it was a series of undertale songs, and aight]]
With a small flash of light dissolving into a doorway of darkness, a bewildered looking human stumbles out, collapsing on the floor. He looks to be a man in his late twenties, his eyes a bright, electric blue, and his hair a mop of floofy, messy dark brown, tipped with blonde. The man wore black half plate armor strapped to his chest, a long chain with a wicked hook at his waist. He made a groaning sound, clutching his head as he tried to stand.
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“Alright-“ Hades follows jack to the box [[hehe Jack in a box]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
Zander leads him to his roof (he lied about his name)
”Most of the stores around here were empty last time I checked, I’m not sure how good our currency is here and I’ve been unable to gather some of the local stuff for comparison”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
Hades was thinking, then after a few minutes said something, “I have an idea as to how we can earn a little money, although it does require musical talent.”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“I can’t really help with that then, I didn’t have a lot of time to practice flutes”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
“Hm,” he says, “I was expecting drastic genetic testing, such as cloning and meta human experimentation. This seems rather… mild.”
This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
#ForeverAlone
#ForeverDM
Hades sighs and looks at his shoes, “Then I guess it’s a good think everyone tells my I have a good singing voice,” he clearly doesn’t want to sing in public. “I’ll do what I must, unless I can find a violin around..”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Oh, they have that in the next facility."
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 chuckles, “And there we have it. Who gets selected for those programs?”
This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
#ForeverAlone
#ForeverDM
[[PFF- i just imagined seferis being so nonchalant abt it it’s funny]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“For what it’s worth, I just need a distraction and some loose morals to gain coin”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
He shrugged. "I don't know the criteria, I think it's just random."
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.
*Lol*
This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
#ForeverAlone
#ForeverDM
“Makes sense, that maximizes the diversity of the test base”
This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
#ForeverAlone
#ForeverDM
Hades didn’t seem to pay attention to what Zander had just said, he somehow found a violin, and spotted a piano on the sidewalk below, “we’d just need some drums and we’d be set to make an album-“
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“Or just put a hat down, I’ve seen people play music with their hats out and people walked by and occasionally put coins in the hat”
Mostly nocturnal
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“It’s called a figure of speech, my original plan was to either sing, play the violin or the piano for money. The first two I could do together since- that’s not important I’m going to go down there and play the piano, do you have a hat or something we can put coins or paper currency in?”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“Not really, I’m going to head out and see if I can find any stores that are open. You do the music thing” (I must go again)
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
Hades went to the sidewalk, and started performing on the piano, he took one of the small boxes on the roof with him [[it was a series of undertale songs, and aight]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
[[Hehe imagine you’re walking down the streets and some fire haired dude is playing megalovania or something on the piano heheheheh]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
With a small flash of light dissolving into a doorway of darkness, a bewildered looking human stumbles out, collapsing on the floor. He looks to be a man in his late twenties, his eyes a bright, electric blue, and his hair a mop of floofy, messy dark brown, tipped with blonde. The man wore black half plate armor strapped to his chest, a long chain with a wicked hook at his waist. He made a groaning sound, clutching his head as he tried to stand.
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