*Yep, sometimes I struggle to have Incorso speak in a way that makes him seem intelligent.*
"How did you deal with his... idiotic tendencies?"
*Same*
"You gotta find your own way to deal with it. For me, just letting him be himself tends to make him happier."
He sighed. "Shame. By the way, I am Dr. Incorso. Would you like my card?" He holds out his hand to shake.
"No im fine" she said and picked up her book as if to signal to him 'go away now'
"I see." He pulled back his hand and fixed his glasses, standing up. "Good day, then."
*Harvey is like: I WILL ANNOY EVERYONE while Quill is like: I hate everyone and everything but ill act like i tolerate it*
Harvey is still as the edge of the bar, writing a few paper while sipping on his hot chocolate.
Quill is reading and checking the side window for weather.
Incorso goes back to his spot at his usual table, sipping his coffee and setting two desert eagles on it, cleaning them.
*Haha, SCP time, babyyyyy*
As she looks out the window, a dog-like figure can be seen sitting in front of it, facing away from her. It has reddish-pink fur, and a dull grey mane, as well as big, dingo-like ears. *Pfp*
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*Yep, sometimes I struggle to have Incorso speak in a way that makes him seem intelligent.*
"How did you deal with his... idiotic tendencies?"
*Same*
"You gotta find your own way to deal with it. For me, just letting him be himself tends to make him happier."
He sighed. "Shame. By the way, I am Dr. Incorso. Would you like my card?" He holds out his hand to shake.
"No im fine" she said and picked up her book as if to signal to him 'go away now'
"I see." He pulled back his hand and fixed his glasses, standing up. "Good day, then."
*Harvey is like: I WILL ANNOY EVERYONE while Quill is like: I hate everyone and everything but ill act like i tolerate it*
Harvey is still as the edge of the bar, writing a few paper while sipping on his hot chocolate.
Quill is reading and checking the side window for weather.
Incorso goes back to his spot at his usual table, sipping his coffee and setting two desert eagles on it, cleaning them.
*Haha, SCP time, babyyyyy*
As she looks out the window, a dog-like figure can be seen sitting in front of it, facing away from her. It has reddish-pink fur, and a dull grey mane, as well as big, dingo-like ears. *Pfp*
Quill raises both her eyebrows. She signals Harvey to follow her who jumps up and peeks outside with a grin on his face
*Yep, sometimes I struggle to have Incorso speak in a way that makes him seem intelligent.*
"How did you deal with his... idiotic tendencies?"
*Same*
"You gotta find your own way to deal with it. For me, just letting him be himself tends to make him happier."
He sighed. "Shame. By the way, I am Dr. Incorso. Would you like my card?" He holds out his hand to shake.
"No im fine" she said and picked up her book as if to signal to him 'go away now'
"I see." He pulled back his hand and fixed his glasses, standing up. "Good day, then."
*Harvey is like: I WILL ANNOY EVERYONE while Quill is like: I hate everyone and everything but ill act like i tolerate it*
Harvey is still as the edge of the bar, writing a few paper while sipping on his hot chocolate.
Quill is reading and checking the side window for weather.
Incorso goes back to his spot at his usual table, sipping his coffee and setting two desert eagles on it, cleaning them.
*Haha, SCP time, babyyyyy*
As she looks out the window, a dog-like figure can be seen sitting in front of it, facing away from her. It has reddish-pink fur, and a dull grey mane, as well as big, dingo-like ears. *Pfp*
Quill raises both her eyebrows. She signals Harvey to follow her who jumps up and peeks outside with a grin on his face
One of it's ears flicks and it looks to one side, revealing pure white eyes and a toothy grin. It doesn't seem to notice them looking at it, though.
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"Well, that didn't work as well as I had hoped. Does anybody got a screwdriver or something?!"
Elsenova walks over to the salesman. "-I can help." A screwdriver bit comes out from the tip of their finger, and they help fix the briefcase.
"Thank you! For helping me, how about a free toy?" He looks in his case. "So, uh, you're not on my list, I guess since you were never a child, so, uh... what do you like?"
*Yep, sometimes I struggle to have Incorso speak in a way that makes him seem intelligent.*
"How did you deal with his... idiotic tendencies?"
*Same*
"You gotta find your own way to deal with it. For me, just letting him be himself tends to make him happier."
He sighed. "Shame. By the way, I am Dr. Incorso. Would you like my card?" He holds out his hand to shake.
"No im fine" she said and picked up her book as if to signal to him 'go away now'
"I see." He pulled back his hand and fixed his glasses, standing up. "Good day, then."
*Harvey is like: I WILL ANNOY EVERYONE while Quill is like: I hate everyone and everything but ill act like i tolerate it*
Harvey is still as the edge of the bar, writing a few paper while sipping on his hot chocolate.
Quill is reading and checking the side window for weather.
Incorso goes back to his spot at his usual table, sipping his coffee and setting two desert eagles on it, cleaning them.
*Haha, SCP time, babyyyyy*
As she looks out the window, a dog-like figure can be seen sitting in front of it, facing away from her. It has reddish-pink fur, and a dull grey mane, as well as big, dingo-like ears. *Pfp*
Quill raises both her eyebrows. She signals Harvey to follow her who jumps up and peeks outside with a grin on his face
One of it's ears flicks and it looks to one side, revealing pure white eyes and a toothy grin. It doesn't seem to notice them looking at it, though.
Harvey walks all the way out despite Quill hissing at him to not.
He walks over and stoops down besides the dog and watches it
"Well, that didn't work as well as I had hoped. Does anybody got a screwdriver or something?!"
Elsenova walks over to the salesman. "-I can help." A screwdriver bit comes out from the tip of their finger, and they help fix the briefcase.
"Thank you! For helping me, how about a free toy?" He looks in his case. "So, uh, you're not on my list, I guess since you were never a child, so, uh... what do you like?"
"-I---- I don't---- remember----" Elsenova looks both panicked and a little sad.
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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)
*Yep, sometimes I struggle to have Incorso speak in a way that makes him seem intelligent.*
"How did you deal with his... idiotic tendencies?"
*Same*
"You gotta find your own way to deal with it. For me, just letting him be himself tends to make him happier."
He sighed. "Shame. By the way, I am Dr. Incorso. Would you like my card?" He holds out his hand to shake.
"No im fine" she said and picked up her book as if to signal to him 'go away now'
"I see." He pulled back his hand and fixed his glasses, standing up. "Good day, then."
*Harvey is like: I WILL ANNOY EVERYONE while Quill is like: I hate everyone and everything but ill act like i tolerate it*
Harvey is still as the edge of the bar, writing a few paper while sipping on his hot chocolate.
Quill is reading and checking the side window for weather.
Incorso goes back to his spot at his usual table, sipping his coffee and setting two desert eagles on it, cleaning them.
*Haha, SCP time, babyyyyy*
As she looks out the window, a dog-like figure can be seen sitting in front of it, facing away from her. It has reddish-pink fur, and a dull grey mane, as well as big, dingo-like ears. *Pfp*
Quill raises both her eyebrows. She signals Harvey to follow her who jumps up and peeks outside with a grin on his face
One of it's ears flicks and it looks to one side, revealing pure white eyes and a toothy grin. It doesn't seem to notice them looking at it, though.
Harvey walks all the way out despite Quill hissing at him to not.
He walks over and stoops down besides the dog and watches it
The dog turns and looks at Harvey. "Hey there, man."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Yep, sometimes I struggle to have Incorso speak in a way that makes him seem intelligent.*
"How did you deal with his... idiotic tendencies?"
*Same*
"You gotta find your own way to deal with it. For me, just letting him be himself tends to make him happier."
He sighed. "Shame. By the way, I am Dr. Incorso. Would you like my card?" He holds out his hand to shake.
"No im fine" she said and picked up her book as if to signal to him 'go away now'
"I see." He pulled back his hand and fixed his glasses, standing up. "Good day, then."
*Harvey is like: I WILL ANNOY EVERYONE while Quill is like: I hate everyone and everything but ill act like i tolerate it*
Harvey is still as the edge of the bar, writing a few paper while sipping on his hot chocolate.
Quill is reading and checking the side window for weather.
Incorso goes back to his spot at his usual table, sipping his coffee and setting two desert eagles on it, cleaning them.
*Haha, SCP time, babyyyyy*
As she looks out the window, a dog-like figure can be seen sitting in front of it, facing away from her. It has reddish-pink fur, and a dull grey mane, as well as big, dingo-like ears. *Pfp*
Quill raises both her eyebrows. She signals Harvey to follow her who jumps up and peeks outside with a grin on his face
One of it's ears flicks and it looks to one side, revealing pure white eyes and a toothy grin. It doesn't seem to notice them looking at it, though.
The salesman looks out the window. *Nice pfp, by the way.*
He pulls some fabric and stuffing out of his case and starts work on marketable plushies.
*Yep, sometimes I struggle to have Incorso speak in a way that makes him seem intelligent.*
"How did you deal with his... idiotic tendencies?"
*Same*
"You gotta find your own way to deal with it. For me, just letting him be himself tends to make him happier."
He sighed. "Shame. By the way, I am Dr. Incorso. Would you like my card?" He holds out his hand to shake.
"No im fine" she said and picked up her book as if to signal to him 'go away now'
"I see." He pulled back his hand and fixed his glasses, standing up. "Good day, then."
*Harvey is like: I WILL ANNOY EVERYONE while Quill is like: I hate everyone and everything but ill act like i tolerate it*
Harvey is still as the edge of the bar, writing a few paper while sipping on his hot chocolate.
Quill is reading and checking the side window for weather.
Incorso goes back to his spot at his usual table, sipping his coffee and setting two desert eagles on it, cleaning them.
*Haha, SCP time, babyyyyy*
As she looks out the window, a dog-like figure can be seen sitting in front of it, facing away from her. It has reddish-pink fur, and a dull grey mane, as well as big, dingo-like ears. *Pfp*
Quill raises both her eyebrows. She signals Harvey to follow her who jumps up and peeks outside with a grin on his face
One of it's ears flicks and it looks to one side, revealing pure white eyes and a toothy grin. It doesn't seem to notice them looking at it, though.
Harvey walks all the way out despite Quill hissing at him to not.
He walks over and stoops down besides the dog and watches it
The dog turns and looks at Harvey. "Hey there, man."
*Yep, sometimes I struggle to have Incorso speak in a way that makes him seem intelligent.*
"How did you deal with his... idiotic tendencies?"
*Same*
"You gotta find your own way to deal with it. For me, just letting him be himself tends to make him happier."
He sighed. "Shame. By the way, I am Dr. Incorso. Would you like my card?" He holds out his hand to shake.
"No im fine" she said and picked up her book as if to signal to him 'go away now'
"I see." He pulled back his hand and fixed his glasses, standing up. "Good day, then."
*Harvey is like: I WILL ANNOY EVERYONE while Quill is like: I hate everyone and everything but ill act like i tolerate it*
Harvey is still as the edge of the bar, writing a few paper while sipping on his hot chocolate.
Quill is reading and checking the side window for weather.
Incorso goes back to his spot at his usual table, sipping his coffee and setting two desert eagles on it, cleaning them.
*Haha, SCP time, babyyyyy*
As she looks out the window, a dog-like figure can be seen sitting in front of it, facing away from her. It has reddish-pink fur, and a dull grey mane, as well as big, dingo-like ears. *Pfp*
Quill raises both her eyebrows. She signals Harvey to follow her who jumps up and peeks outside with a grin on his face
One of it's ears flicks and it looks to one side, revealing pure white eyes and a toothy grin. It doesn't seem to notice them looking at it, though.
The salesman looks out the window. *Nice pfp, by the way.*
He pulls some fabric and stuffing out of his case and starts work on marketable plushies.
*Thx. Also, seems I just gave the salesman a million-dollar idea.*
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*Yep, sometimes I struggle to have Incorso speak in a way that makes him seem intelligent.*
"How did you deal with his... idiotic tendencies?"
*Same*
"You gotta find your own way to deal with it. For me, just letting him be himself tends to make him happier."
He sighed. "Shame. By the way, I am Dr. Incorso. Would you like my card?" He holds out his hand to shake.
"No im fine" she said and picked up her book as if to signal to him 'go away now'
"I see." He pulled back his hand and fixed his glasses, standing up. "Good day, then."
*Harvey is like: I WILL ANNOY EVERYONE while Quill is like: I hate everyone and everything but ill act like i tolerate it*
Harvey is still as the edge of the bar, writing a few paper while sipping on his hot chocolate.
Quill is reading and checking the side window for weather.
Incorso goes back to his spot at his usual table, sipping his coffee and setting two desert eagles on it, cleaning them.
*Haha, SCP time, babyyyyy*
As she looks out the window, a dog-like figure can be seen sitting in front of it, facing away from her. It has reddish-pink fur, and a dull grey mane, as well as big, dingo-like ears. *Pfp*
Quill raises both her eyebrows. She signals Harvey to follow her who jumps up and peeks outside with a grin on his face
One of it's ears flicks and it looks to one side, revealing pure white eyes and a toothy grin. It doesn't seem to notice them looking at it, though.
Harvey walks all the way out despite Quill hissing at him to not.
He walks over and stoops down besides the dog and watches it
The dog turns and looks at Harvey. "Hey there, man."
"Hi there. who and what are you" he asked
The dog chuckled."Well, I'm a dog, obviously. I don't have a name 'cause I'm a stray."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
"Well, that didn't work as well as I had hoped. Does anybody got a screwdriver or something?!"
Elsenova walks over to the salesman. "-I can help." A screwdriver bit comes out from the tip of their finger, and they help fix the briefcase.
"Thank you! For helping me, how about a free toy?" He looks in his case. "So, uh, you're not on my list, I guess since you were never a child, so, uh... what do you like?"
"-I---- I don't---- remember----" Elsenova looks both panicked and a little sad.
"Ah..." The salesman looks in his case. "Here, try this!" He puts a party hat on her head. "Imagine anything! Anything at all!"
"Well, that didn't work as well as I had hoped. Does anybody got a screwdriver or something?!"
Elsenova walks over to the salesman. "-I can help." A screwdriver bit comes out from the tip of their finger, and they help fix the briefcase.
"Thank you! For helping me, how about a free toy?" He looks in his case. "So, uh, you're not on my list, I guess since you were never a child, so, uh... what do you like?"
"-I---- I don't---- remember----" Elsenova looks both panicked and a little sad.
"Ah..." The salesman looks in his case. "Here, try this!" He puts a party hat on her head. "Imagine anything! Anything at all!"
They do so, but a cloud of static appears around their head. After a few seconds, the hat catches fire and the static stops.
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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)
"Well, that didn't work as well as I had hoped. Does anybody got a screwdriver or something?!"
Elsenova walks over to the salesman. "-I can help." A screwdriver bit comes out from the tip of their finger, and they help fix the briefcase.
"Thank you! For helping me, how about a free toy?" He looks in his case. "So, uh, you're not on my list, I guess since you were never a child, so, uh... what do you like?"
"-I---- I don't---- remember----" Elsenova looks both panicked and a little sad.
"Ah..." The salesman looks in his case. "Here, try this!" He puts a party hat on her head. "Imagine anything! Anything at all!"
They do so, but a cloud of static appears around their head. After a few seconds, the hat catches fire and the static stops.
"Hmm. Okay, that didn't work. But what would?" He starts rummaging through the case again.
"Well, that didn't work as well as I had hoped. Does anybody got a screwdriver or something?!"
Elsenova walks over to the salesman. "-I can help." A screwdriver bit comes out from the tip of their finger, and they help fix the briefcase.
"Thank you! For helping me, how about a free toy?" He looks in his case. "So, uh, you're not on my list, I guess since you were never a child, so, uh... what do you like?"
"-I---- I don't---- remember----" Elsenova looks both panicked and a little sad.
"Ah..." The salesman looks in his case. "Here, try this!" He puts a party hat on her head. "Imagine anything! Anything at all!"
They do so, but a cloud of static appears around their head. After a few seconds, the hat catches fire and the static stops.
"Hmm. Okay, that didn't work. But what would?" He starts rummaging through the case again.
Elsenova takes off the hat, and puts out the fire.
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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)
"Well, that didn't work as well as I had hoped. Does anybody got a screwdriver or something?!"
Elsenova walks over to the salesman. "-I can help." A screwdriver bit comes out from the tip of their finger, and they help fix the briefcase.
"Thank you! For helping me, how about a free toy?" He looks in his case. "So, uh, you're not on my list, I guess since you were never a child, so, uh... what do you like?"
"-I---- I don't---- remember----" Elsenova looks both panicked and a little sad.
"Ah..." The salesman looks in his case. "Here, try this!" He puts a party hat on her head. "Imagine anything! Anything at all!"
They do so, but a cloud of static appears around their head. After a few seconds, the hat catches fire and the static stops.
"Hmm. Okay, that didn't work. But what would?" He starts rummaging through the case again.
Elsenova takes off the hat, and puts out the fire.
"Okay, let's try this. It's simple, but it's fun." He hands her what looks like a jacobs ladder, but it has photos of him and what is presumably his family on it.
Incorso goes back to his spot at his usual table, sipping his coffee and setting two desert eagles on it, cleaning them.
*Haha, SCP time, babyyyyy*
As she looks out the window, a dog-like figure can be seen sitting in front of it, facing away from her. It has reddish-pink fur, and a dull grey mane, as well as big, dingo-like ears. *Pfp*
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.
Quill raises both her eyebrows. She signals Harvey to follow her who jumps up and peeks outside with a grin on his face
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
One of it's ears flicks and it looks to one side, revealing pure white eyes and a toothy grin. It doesn't seem to notice them looking at it, though.
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.
"Thank you! For helping me, how about a free toy?" He looks in his case. "So, uh, you're not on my list, I guess since you were never a child, so, uh... what do you like?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Harvey walks all the way out despite Quill hissing at him to not.
He walks over and stoops down besides the dog and watches it
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"-I---- I don't---- remember----" Elsenova looks both panicked and a little sad.
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 dog turns and looks at Harvey. "Hey there, man."
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.
The salesman looks out the window. *Nice pfp, by the way.*
He pulls some fabric and stuffing out of his case and starts work on marketable plushies.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Hi there. who and what are you" he asked
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Thx. Also, seems I just gave the salesman a million-dollar idea.*
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.
The dog chuckled."Well, I'm a dog, obviously. I don't have a name 'cause I'm a stray."
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.
"Ah..." The salesman looks in his case. "Here, try this!" He puts a party hat on her head. "Imagine anything! Anything at all!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They do so, but a cloud of static appears around their head. After a few seconds, the hat catches fire and the static stops.
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)
"Hmm. Okay, that didn't work. But what would?" He starts rummaging through the case again.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Elsenova takes off the hat, and puts out the fire.
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)
After a bit, the dog turns and walks inside, shaking itself off. "Man, it is starting to get a bit warm outside."
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.
"Okay, let's try this. It's simple, but it's fun." He hands her what looks like a jacobs ladder, but it has photos of him and what is presumably his family on it.
"You try."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The salesman quickly hides his marketable
voodoo dollplushie prototype.But not before giving it a quick pet.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
After walking around for a bit, the dog stops next to the salesman, sniffing his area. "OOoo, I smell another anomaly!"
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.
*Hello everyone! I'm back. No curse can stop me*
Nessa is serving out drinks and cleaning
Bertrand is mopping
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now