*Who wants to hear me yap about my WIP character?*
*Yes please*
*So he's a big boi. Oath of Deliciousness paladin, meaning he's a hedonist to the point that his tenets include "eat butter and smoke cigars until you literally just die." Giff (reflavored to be a big gator) makes him a massive damage dealer and allows him to just pull out a literal gun and blow people's heads off.*
*He's a police consultant, but he dresses fancy and is friends with a huge network of disenfranchised individuals and low-ranking criminals. For the help he renders to the guards, he's allowed to smuggle in creature comforts in massive shipments, meaning the homeless get chocolate and big fluffy blankets. Because he was once like them, and it was only recently that he had this level of wealth and power.*
*His goal is to climb the ranks until he's a noble, even though such things are literally unheard of given that he was an urchin. From the docks. But he's not letting that stop him. He is going to basically emotionally and/or physically crush anyone who gets in his way.*
*Who wants to hear me yap about my WIP character?*
*Yes please*
*So he's a big boi. Oath of Deliciousness paladin, meaning he's a hedonist to the point that his tenets include "eat butter and smoke cigars until you literally just die." Giff (reflavored to be a big gator) makes him a massive damage dealer and allows him to just pull out a literal gun and blow people's heads off.*
*He's a police consultant, but he dresses fancy and is friends with a huge network of disenfranchised individuals and low-ranking criminals. For the help he renders to the guards, he's allowed to smuggle in creature comforts in massive shipments, meaning the homeless get chocolate and big fluffy blankets. Because he was once like them, and it was only recently that he had this level of wealth and power.*
*His goal is to climb the ranks until he's a noble, even though such things are literally unheard of given that he was an urchin. From the docks. But he's not letting that stop him. He is going to basically emotionally and/or physically crush anyone who gets in his way.*
*MARVELOUS* *His tenents are my lifestyle lmao. Minus the cigars*
*Also, Giff. Hippo's, except genetically pre-disposed to gun*
That one hits but not badly. He sighs and rolls his shoulders, the cut and the damage already healing as soon as it breaks the skin "I won't fight someone weaker than me. It ruins the fun."
"then we're in agreement... I'll send a nice bouquet and apologize to your.. friend, and you'll leave me alone till I make another screw up."
"Not yet. You did something bad and you face consequences. That's how the world works." He saysm
"No, no no no, your friend got his ounce of blood. That's cruel."
"He got his ounce, I didn't." He chuckles darkly, his golden eyes burning.
*Who wants to hear me yap about my WIP character?*
*Yes please*
*So he's a big boi. Oath of Deliciousness paladin, meaning he's a hedonist to the point that his tenets include "eat butter and smoke cigars until you literally just die." Giff (reflavored to be a big gator) makes him a massive damage dealer and allows him to just pull out a literal gun and blow people's heads off.*
*He's a police consultant, but he dresses fancy and is friends with a huge network of disenfranchised individuals and low-ranking criminals. For the help he renders to the guards, he's allowed to smuggle in creature comforts in massive shipments, meaning the homeless get chocolate and big fluffy blankets. Because he was once like them, and it was only recently that he had this level of wealth and power.*
*His goal is to climb the ranks until he's a noble, even though such things are literally unheard of given that he was an urchin. From the docks. But he's not letting that stop him. He is going to basically emotionally and/or physically crush anyone who gets in his way.*
*MARVELOUS* *His tenents are my lifestyle lmao. Minus the cigars*
*Also, Giff. Hippo's, except genetically pre-disposed to gun*
*The tenets are as follows:*
*What dost thou want? The greatest dishonor is not in having temptation, but in pretending that you do not. Do not shy away from gluttony, bring your hunger out into the light. No portion is too large. Wouldst thou like the taste of butter? There is only foolishness in denying oneself the joy of excesses in order to prolong life, for what use is suffering in order to suffer longer? The body, the soul, the world: these things are all just as fleeting as pleasure. Gorge yourself on all that is. Wouldst thou like a pretty dress? Deliciousness is not limited to what you can taste; the wonderful excesses of the world take many forms that you can take from those unable to defend them. Acquire a taste for everything. Wouldst thou like to live deliciously? Slake your thirsts, glut your hungers, satiate your every desire. Do so with every waking breath, and heed not the judgments of your lessers. Burn those who would stand in your way.*
*Who wants to hear me yap about my WIP character?*
*Yes please*
*So he's a big boi. Oath of Deliciousness paladin, meaning he's a hedonist to the point that his tenets include "eat butter and smoke cigars until you literally just die." Giff (reflavored to be a big gator) makes him a massive damage dealer and allows him to just pull out a literal gun and blow people's heads off.*
*He's a police consultant, but he dresses fancy and is friends with a huge network of disenfranchised individuals and low-ranking criminals. For the help he renders to the guards, he's allowed to smuggle in creature comforts in massive shipments, meaning the homeless get chocolate and big fluffy blankets. Because he was once like them, and it was only recently that he had this level of wealth and power.*
*His goal is to climb the ranks until he's a noble, even though such things are literally unheard of given that he was an urchin. From the docks. But he's not letting that stop him. He is going to basically emotionally and/or physically crush anyone who gets in his way.*
*MARVELOUS* *His tenents are my lifestyle lmao. Minus the cigars*
*Also, Giff. Hippo's, except genetically pre-disposed to gun*
*The tenets are as follows:*
*What dost thou want? The greatest dishonor is not in having temptation, but in pretending that you do not. Do not shy away from gluttony, bring your hunger out into the light. No portion is too large. Wouldst thou like the taste of butter? There is only foolishness in denying oneself the joy of excesses in order to prolong life, for what use is suffering in order to suffer longer? The body, the soul, the world: these things are all just as fleeting as pleasure. Gorge yourself on all that is. Wouldst thou like a pretty dress? Deliciousness is not limited to what you can taste; the wonderful excesses of the world take many forms that you can take from those unable to defend them. Acquire a taste for everything. Wouldst thou like to live deliciously? Slake your thirsts, glut your hungers, satiate your every desire. Do so with every waking breath, and heed not the judgments of your lessers. Burn those who would stand in your way.*
Scott holds him carefully "Hey, hey.. it's okay.'
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
"You can try but I'll get out somehow."
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
“That we will see, an’ I hope ya keep yer word, everythin’ ends up dyin’ too fast these days.”
He holds onto him tightly, crying into his shoulder
*So he's a big boi. Oath of Deliciousness paladin, meaning he's a hedonist to the point that his tenets include "eat butter and smoke cigars until you literally just die." Giff (reflavored to be a big gator) makes him a massive damage dealer and allows him to just pull out a literal gun and blow people's heads off.*
*He's a police consultant, but he dresses fancy and is friends with a huge network of disenfranchised individuals and low-ranking criminals. For the help he renders to the guards, he's allowed to smuggle in creature comforts in massive shipments, meaning the homeless get chocolate and big fluffy blankets. Because he was once like them, and it was only recently that he had this level of wealth and power.*
*His goal is to climb the ranks until he's a noble, even though such things are literally unheard of given that he was an urchin. From the docks. But he's not letting that stop him. He is going to basically emotionally and/or physically crush anyone who gets in his way.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Anybody want to rp?*
*MARVELOUS* *His tenents are my lifestyle lmao. Minus the cigars*
*Also, Giff. Hippo's, except genetically pre-disposed to gun*
"Perhaps but a little necromancy never hurt no one."
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
“Cept fer the people it ended up hurtin’.” He chuckles, extinguishing his cigarette on his palm, not flinching.
"Talk to me.. I want to know what happened."
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
"He got his ounce, I didn't." He chuckles darkly, his golden eyes burning.
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
"Never have I heard that." He grins.
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
*The tenets are as follows:*
*What dost thou want?
The greatest dishonor is not in having temptation, but in pretending that you do not. Do not shy away from gluttony, bring your hunger out into the light. No portion is too large.
Wouldst thou like the taste of butter?
There is only foolishness in denying oneself the joy of excesses in order to prolong life, for what use is suffering in order to suffer longer? The body, the soul, the world: these things are all just as fleeting as pleasure. Gorge yourself on all that is.
Wouldst thou like a pretty dress?
Deliciousness is not limited to what you can taste; the wonderful excesses of the world take many forms that you can take from those unable to defend them. Acquire a taste for everything.
Wouldst thou like to live deliciously?
Slake your thirsts, glut your hungers, satiate your every desire. Do so with every waking breath, and heed not the judgments of your lessers. Burn those who would stand in your way.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Im down, who you want? I’ve got two new twins.*
*I do. But I'm not sure how to intro my new character just yet, so I may be a minute.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He makes one last toast before walking off “See ya when I kill ya.”
*Time for Luciano to absolutely bully him.*
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 killed someone." he says shakily, "I didn't mean to, i promise, i just..." He stammers, "T-there was so much blood"