A young chitine, about 5'5", stands in the middle of the road. She has a dirty green T-shirt and jeans, and bits of rugged leather are strapped to her arms and knees. She looks around, and cheers. "Yes! Finally, I got out of there! God, I hate almond water!"
A big truck loudly hinks in front of her, a dwarf stuck his head out the window. "Hey, kid, get outta the street!"
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A skeleton appears in the middle of a road in a crackle of lightning. The skeleton smiles, and the hands wipe the dirt off the plate armor it is wearing.
"A new world. An innocent world." *Zoom in, screen displays skeleton's blue eyes*
"My world." *Skeleton gets run over by car.*
A lizard person sticks their head out of the window of the car. "Hey, Bonebag! Watch it!"
The skeleton roars and raises his staff. The car is tossed aside and the skeleton walks away.
*-ahem- You did read the rules, correct? If you did, could you specify how he was able to do that?*
*Yes. I am aware of any repercussions this may invoke. Staff of magi.*
*Okay, just making sure that it was done legitimately.*
The lizardperson crawled out from the wreckage of his car. "HEY, *******, YOU'RE PAYING FOR THIS!"
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A young chitine, about 5'5", stands in the middle of the road. She has a dirty green T-shirt and jeans, and bits of rugged leather are strapped to her arms and knees. She looks around, and cheers. "Yes! Finally, I got out of there! God, I hate almond water!"
A big truck loudly honks in front of her, a dwarf stuck his head out the window. "Hey, kid, get outta the street!"
Estelle, still a bit disoriented, runs to the sidewalk. She looks around. 'Wait a second.... Where am I?' she says to herself.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Kalon was cleaning his rifle in the corner of the Inn. He was humming to himself while a small scrap of a photo with him and another man sat on the table.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young chitine, about 5'5", stands in the middle of the road. She has a dirty green T-shirt and jeans, and bits of rugged leather are strapped to her arms and knees. She looks around, and cheers. "Yes! Finally, I got out of there! God, I hate almond water!"
A big truck loudly honks in front of her, a dwarf stuck his head out the window. "Hey, kid, get outta the street!"
Estelle, still a bit disoriented, runs to the sidewalk. She looks around. 'Wait a second.... Where am I?' she says to herself.
The dwarf watches from his truck and pulls to the curb. He opens the door and steps out. "Hey, kid! Are you one of those people who just appears here?"
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A young chitine, about 5'5", stands in the middle of the road. She has a dirty green T-shirt and jeans, and bits of rugged leather are strapped to her arms and knees. She looks around, and cheers. "Yes! Finally, I got out of there! God, I hate almond water!"
A big truck loudly honks in front of her, a dwarf stuck his head out the window. "Hey, kid, get outta the street!"
Estelle, still a bit disoriented, runs to the sidewalk. She looks around. 'Wait a second.... Where am I?' she says to herself.
The dwarf watches from his truck and pulls to the curb. He opens the door and steps out. "Hey, kid! Are you one of those people who just appears here?"
Estelle slumps her shoulders. "Uhhh.... I guess so. Where am I?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A young chitine, about 5'5", stands in the middle of the road. She has a dirty green T-shirt and jeans, and bits of rugged leather are strapped to her arms and knees. She looks around, and cheers. "Yes! Finally, I got out of there! God, I hate almond water!"
A big truck loudly honks in front of her, a dwarf stuck his head out the window. "Hey, kid, get outta the street!"
Estelle, still a bit disoriented, runs to the sidewalk. She looks around. 'Wait a second.... Where am I?' she says to herself.
The dwarf watches from his truck and pulls to the curb. He opens the door and steps out. "Hey, kid! Are you one of those people who just appears here?"
Estelle slumps her shoulders. "Uhhh.... I guess so. Where am I?"
"Well, to put it simply, you're on a different world. It's called Konton, you're in City 78."
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A young chitine, about 5'5", stands in the middle of the road. She has a dirty green T-shirt and jeans, and bits of rugged leather are strapped to her arms and knees. She looks around, and cheers. "Yes! Finally, I got out of there! God, I hate almond water!"
A big truck loudly honks in front of her, a dwarf stuck his head out the window. "Hey, kid, get outta the street!"
Estelle, still a bit disoriented, runs to the sidewalk. She looks around. 'Wait a second.... Where am I?' she says to herself.
The dwarf watches from his truck and pulls to the curb. He opens the door and steps out. "Hey, kid! Are you one of those people who just appears here?"
Estelle slumps her shoulders. "Uhhh.... I guess so. Where am I?"
"Well, to put it simply, you're in a different world, Konton, right now you're in City 78."
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A young chitine, about 5'5", stands in the middle of the road. She has a dirty green T-shirt and jeans, and bits of rugged leather are strapped to her arms and knees. She looks around, and cheers. "Yes! Finally, I got out of there! God, I hate almond water!"
A big truck loudly honks in front of her, a dwarf stuck his head out the window. "Hey, kid, get outta the street!"
Estelle, still a bit disoriented, runs to the sidewalk. She looks around. 'Wait a second.... Where am I?' she says to herself.
The dwarf watches from his truck and pulls to the curb. He opens the door and steps out. "Hey, kid! Are you one of those people who just appears here?"
Estelle slumps her shoulders. "Uhhh.... I guess so. Where am I?"
"Well, to put it simply, you're on a different world. It's called Konton, you're in City 78."
"Do you know if there's any place I can stay?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The dragon lands on the roof of a building down the street.
Theren walks toward the building briskly, shoving people out of the way occasionally.
When he arrives, the building seems to be a sort of store, with a big neon sign in the window that said "O'Loren's Firearms!"
Theren shrugs and walks in.
The human, tabaxi, and teifling are at the countertop, getting handed a duffel bag by an orc.
Theren puts his hand on his sword before tapping the human on the shoulder.
The human smacked his hand away, talking to the orc with the other two, they seem to be talking about some sort of deal.
Theren, absolutely tired of this bs, grabs the human by the shoulder and turns him around.
Strength: 22
Within a second of Theren turning him around, the clicking of various guns trained on Theren could be heard, the orc hand a big rifle, the tabaxi has what looks like an augmented uzi and the teifling has a pistol as well as the human.
The teifling laughed as he saw Theren. "Well, look at this! The headass decided to turn up!"
The orc grunted. "You know this guy, D?"
The teifling put his pistol away. "Yeah, he's one of those arrivals from down the street."
A young chitine, about 5'5", stands in the middle of the road. She has a dirty green T-shirt and jeans, and bits of rugged leather are strapped to her arms and knees. She looks around, and cheers. "Yes! Finally, I got out of there! God, I hate almond water!"
A big truck loudly honks in front of her, a dwarf stuck his head out the window. "Hey, kid, get outta the street!"
Estelle, still a bit disoriented, runs to the sidewalk. She looks around. 'Wait a second.... Where am I?' she says to herself.
The dwarf watches from his truck and pulls to the curb. He opens the door and steps out. "Hey, kid! Are you one of those people who just appears here?"
Estelle slumps her shoulders. "Uhhh.... I guess so. Where am I?"
"Well, to put it simply, you're on a different world. It's called Konton, you're in City 78."
"Do you know if there's any place I can stay?"
"Yeah, a couple blocks away there's a building an old man called Gerry made for y'all. I'll go ahead and drive you over if you want."
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The dragon lands on the roof of a building down the street.
Theren walks toward the building briskly, shoving people out of the way occasionally.
When he arrives, the building seems to be a sort of store, with a big neon sign in the window that said "O'Loren's Firearms!"
Theren shrugs and walks in.
The human, tabaxi, and teifling are at the countertop, getting handed a duffel bag by an orc.
Theren puts his hand on his sword before tapping the human on the shoulder.
The human smacked his hand away, talking to the orc with the other two, they seem to be talking about some sort of deal.
Theren, absolutely tired of this bs, grabs the human by the shoulder and turns him around.
Strength: 22
Within a second of Theren turning him around, the clicking of various guns trained on Theren could be heard, the orc hand a big rifle, the tabaxi has what looks like an augmented uzi and the teifling has a pistol as well as the human.
The teifling laughed as he saw Theren. "Well, look at this! The headass decided to turn up!"
The orc grunted. "You know this guy, D?"
The teifling put his pistol away. "Yeah, he's one of those arrivals from down the street."
"Ok for the love of the gods can someone explain what the hell these are." Theren says with a hand on his sword hilt
A young chitine, about 5'5", stands in the middle of the road. She has a dirty green T-shirt and jeans, and bits of rugged leather are strapped to her arms and knees. She looks around, and cheers. "Yes! Finally, I got out of there! God, I hate almond water!"
A big truck loudly honks in front of her, a dwarf stuck his head out the window. "Hey, kid, get outta the street!"
Estelle, still a bit disoriented, runs to the sidewalk. She looks around. 'Wait a second.... Where am I?' she says to herself.
The dwarf watches from his truck and pulls to the curb. He opens the door and steps out. "Hey, kid! Are you one of those people who just appears here?"
Estelle slumps her shoulders. "Uhhh.... I guess so. Where am I?"
"Well, to put it simply, you're on a different world. It's called Konton, you're in City 78."
"Do you know if there's any place I can stay?"
"Yeah, a couple blocks away there's a building an old man called Gerry made for y'all. I'll go ahead and drive you over if you want."
"Thank you." Estelle, clearly puzzled by this strange contraption, clings to the side of it.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The dragon lands on the roof of a building down the street.
Theren walks toward the building briskly, shoving people out of the way occasionally.
When he arrives, the building seems to be a sort of store, with a big neon sign in the window that said "O'Loren's Firearms!"
Theren shrugs and walks in.
The human, tabaxi, and teifling are at the countertop, getting handed a duffel bag by an orc.
Theren puts his hand on his sword before tapping the human on the shoulder.
The human smacked his hand away, talking to the orc with the other two, they seem to be talking about some sort of deal.
Theren, absolutely tired of this bs, grabs the human by the shoulder and turns him around.
Strength: 22
Within a second of Theren turning him around, the clicking of various guns trained on Theren could be heard, the orc hand a big rifle, the tabaxi has what looks like an augmented uzi and the teifling has a pistol as well as the human.
The teifling laughed as he saw Theren. "Well, look at this! The headass decided to turn up!"
The orc grunted. "You know this guy, D?"
The teifling put his pistol away. "Yeah, he's one of those arrivals from down the street."
"Ok for the love of the gods can someone explain what the hell these are." Theren says with a hand on his sword hilt.
The human laughed as he took a step back, leaning on the counter top. "I told you earlier, guns. This right here is O'Lean, O'Loren's brother." He reached up and patted the orc's shoulder.
O'Lean put down his rifle. "What the hell did you kids bring to our doorstep?"
The tabaxi chuckled. "A new customer! Just what you wanted, yeah?"
The orc frowned. "No, Izzy, not what we need, what we need is money, and a rat from another world isn't a source of money."
The human patted O'Lean's shoulder again. "It's alright big guy, I'm sure you can get some sort of use out of this shithead somehow."
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A young chitine, about 5'5", stands in the middle of the road. She has a dirty green T-shirt and jeans, and bits of rugged leather are strapped to her arms and knees. She looks around, and cheers. "Yes! Finally, I got out of there! God, I hate almond water!"
A big truck loudly honks in front of her, a dwarf stuck his head out the window. "Hey, kid, get outta the street!"
Estelle, still a bit disoriented, runs to the sidewalk. She looks around. 'Wait a second.... Where am I?' she says to herself.
The dwarf watches from his truck and pulls to the curb. He opens the door and steps out. "Hey, kid! Are you one of those people who just appears here?"
Estelle slumps her shoulders. "Uhhh.... I guess so. Where am I?"
"Well, to put it simply, you're on a different world. It's called Konton, you're in City 78."
"Do you know if there's any place I can stay?"
"Yeah, a couple blocks away there's a building an old man called Gerry made for y'all. I'll go ahead and drive you over if you want."
"Thank you." Estelle, clearly puzzled by this strange contraption, clings to the side of it.
"No, come inside." He opens a back door.
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A big truck loudly hinks in front of her, a dwarf stuck his head out the window. "Hey, kid, get outta the street!"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Theren shrugs and walks in.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*Okay, just making sure that it was done legitimately.*
The lizardperson crawled out from the wreckage of his car. "HEY, *******, YOU'RE PAYING FOR THIS!"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Estelle, still a bit disoriented, runs to the sidewalk. She looks around. 'Wait a second.... Where am I?' she says to herself.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The human, tabaxi, and teifling are at the countertop, getting handed a duffel bag by an orc.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Kalon was cleaning his rifle in the corner of the Inn. He was humming to himself while a small scrap of a photo with him and another man sat on the table.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Theren puts his hand on his sword before tapping the human on the shoulder.
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The dwarf watches from his truck and pulls to the curb. He opens the door and steps out. "Hey, kid! Are you one of those people who just appears here?"
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The human smacked his hand away, talking to the orc with the other two, they seem to be talking about some sort of deal.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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Estelle slumps her shoulders. "Uhhh.... I guess so. Where am I?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Theren, absolutely tired of this bs, grabs the human by the shoulder and turns him around.
Strength: 20
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Well, to put it simply, you're on a different world. It's called Konton, you're in City 78."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Well, to put it simply, you're in a different world, Konton, right now you're in City 78."
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.
"Do you know if there's any place I can stay?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Within a second of Theren turning him around, the clicking of various guns trained on Theren could be heard, the orc hand a big rifle, the tabaxi has what looks like an augmented uzi and the teifling has a pistol as well as the human.
The teifling laughed as he saw Theren. "Well, look at this! The headass decided to turn up!"
The orc grunted. "You know this guy, D?"
The teifling put his pistol away. "Yeah, he's one of those arrivals from down the street."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Yeah, a couple blocks away there's a building an old man called Gerry made for y'all. I'll go ahead and drive you over if you want."
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.
"Ok for the love of the gods can someone explain what the hell these are." Theren says with a hand on his sword hilt
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"Thank you." Estelle, clearly puzzled by this strange contraption, clings to the side of it.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The human laughed as he took a step back, leaning on the counter top. "I told you earlier, guns. This right here is O'Lean, O'Loren's brother." He reached up and patted the orc's shoulder.
O'Lean put down his rifle. "What the hell did you kids bring to our doorstep?"
The tabaxi chuckled. "A new customer! Just what you wanted, yeah?"
The orc frowned. "No, Izzy, not what we need, what we need is money, and a rat from another world isn't a source of money."
The human patted O'Lean's shoulder again. "It's alright big guy, I'm sure you can get some sort of use out of this shithead somehow."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"No, come inside." He opens a back door.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.