*uhhhh yuh characters if anyone wishes to RP I suppose.*
Doctor Gigli and his assistant are in town, picking up basic supplies for the clinic. Gigli is wrapped up in clothes to cover his form and body while his assistant just wears a sweater and pants.
They can see Tim, just sitting on the ground looking at his hands as if there is something wrong with them. They are on the verge of tears as they rock back and forth, though they are trying not to cry.
They both walk over, looking worried. "Honey, are you okay?" Addy asks, kneeling down.
He looks up to Addy, his eyes shifting with the rainbow colors of Wild magic "W-wha-... If my skin is made of plastic... what am I...? Am I a monster...?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*uhhhh yuh characters if anyone wishes to RP I suppose.*
Doctor Gigli and his assistant are in town, picking up basic supplies for the clinic. Gigli is wrapped up in clothes to cover his form and body while his assistant just wears a sweater and pants.
They can see Tim, just sitting on the ground looking at his hands as if there is something wrong with them. They are on the verge of tears as they rock back and forth, though they are trying not to cry.
They both walk over, looking worried. "Honey, are you okay?" Addy asks, kneeling down.
He looks up to Addy, his eyes shifting with the rainbow colors of Wild magic "W-wha-... If my skin is made of plastic... what am I...? Am I a monster...?"
Gigli chuckles and shakes his head "You are no monster. There are many people around her who don't look like each other, are they monsters. 7 times out of 10, they are not." He explains and she nods "I don't look like anyone else here, I'm not monster."
Desi walks over, standing directly in front of him, though not in the flowerbed. "I'm sorry."
Luciano looks up "Hm? Oh, hello again." He bows his head. He brushes the cold dirt off his hands.
"Look, I don't apologize often, but I try to be a good guy. I got mad because of a minor disagreement, and I'm sorry." He offers a hand to help Luciano up.
"Wow!" He holds out one of his massive hands to shake. "I'm so excited to meet you! It's so awesome to meet other heroes! Gods know the world needs them!"
Both of them use both their hands to shake his massive ones "No no no, we likely could not be heroes like yourself, we merely are trying our best." They say with their strong French accents "We could be sidekicks at best."
"Ooooh! Sidekicks are so cool, though! I wanted to be a sidekick at first, but then I couldn't find a good hero to support, so I decided to be that hero! Heroism is about power, but Hero Support is about kindness. Ideally, both parties should have a lot of both, but if we're talking about what's absolutely needed..." He makes a head-scratching movement, his gloved fingertip rubbing against his cylindrical helmet. "I don't really know what I'm talking about, I don't think."
They have wide smiles on their faces, their eyes shining as they listen to his words. The sister turns to the brother "He's just like the stories, in appearance and wisdom." The brother enthusiastically nods, before taking a deep breath and regaining his composure, trying not to fan boy "If only we had a hero to support us, alas, there are not many heroes in this town are there sister?" The sister nods "There are not brother, not true heroes at least."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*uhhhh yuh characters if anyone wishes to RP I suppose.*
Doctor Gigli and his assistant are in town, picking up basic supplies for the clinic. Gigli is wrapped up in clothes to cover his form and body while his assistant just wears a sweater and pants.
They can see Tim, just sitting on the ground looking at his hands as if there is something wrong with them. They are on the verge of tears as they rock back and forth, though they are trying not to cry.
They both walk over, looking worried. "Honey, are you okay?" Addy asks, kneeling down.
He looks up to Addy, his eyes shifting with the rainbow colors of Wild magic "W-wha-... If my skin is made of plastic... what am I...? Am I a monster...?"
Gigli chuckles and shakes his head "You are no monster. There are many people around her who don't look like each other, are they monsters. 7 times out of 10, they are not." He explains and she nods "I don't look like anyone else here, I'm not monster."
He nods slowly, wiping away his tears with the back of his palm, still looking up to them confused and concerned "Th-then what am I...?" He says, putting his knees to his chest, the swirling slowly decreasing.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Desi walks over, standing directly in front of him, though not in the flowerbed. "I'm sorry."
Luciano looks up "Hm? Oh, hello again." He bows his head. He brushes the cold dirt off his hands.
"Look, I don't apologize often, but I try to be a good guy. I got mad because of a minor disagreement, and I'm sorry." He offers a hand to help Luciano up.
He smiles warmly "Come inside." He gestures him to follow him and brings him inside the church. He walks back to the kitchen and pulls some preserved peaches he made by hand and put them inside a small pot. He lets that simmer for a bit before pouring in a brown sugar, cinnamon, cardamon, and nutmeg. He stirs it, letting that simmer for awhile before placing them in a bowl with some granola and places it before Desi. He sits down and clasps his hands together "I thank you for the apology and I forgive you. I am sorry if I seemed rude or stand offish towards you I'm anyway." He nods.
"Ooooh! Sidekicks are so cool, though! I wanted to be a sidekick at first, but then I couldn't find a good hero to support, so I decided to be that hero! Heroism is about power, but Hero Support is about kindness. Ideally, both parties should have a lot of both, but if we're talking about what's absolutely needed..." He makes a head-scratching movement, his gloved fingertip rubbing against his cylindrical helmet. "I don't really know what I'm talking about, I don't think."
They have wide smiles on their faces, their eyes shining as they listen to his words. The sister turns to the brother "He's just like the stories, in appearance and wisdom." The brother enthusiastically nods, before taking a deep breath and regaining his composure, trying not to fan boy "If only we had a hero to support us, alas, there are not many heroes in this town are there sister?" The sister nods "There are not brother, not true heroes at least."
You know the thing that Wallace from Wallace and Gromit does with his hands when he's excited? He does that. "I'd happily be your hero! I-if you'd accept me, and you'd be willing to go through a trial period, I mean. There are a lot of scary bad guys around here, and I want to be sure you're ready for this caliber of work before I just throw you into the deep end and ask you to work on my level 24/7. Not that I doubt your abilities!" He laughs. "I just mean, uh... I lost my train of thought. Gosh, it's so cool to know that I really inspired people!"
*uhhhh yuh characters if anyone wishes to RP I suppose.*
Doctor Gigli and his assistant are in town, picking up basic supplies for the clinic. Gigli is wrapped up in clothes to cover his form and body while his assistant just wears a sweater and pants.
They can see Tim, just sitting on the ground looking at his hands as if there is something wrong with them. They are on the verge of tears as they rock back and forth, though they are trying not to cry.
They both walk over, looking worried. "Honey, are you okay?" Addy asks, kneeling down.
He looks up to Addy, his eyes shifting with the rainbow colors of Wild magic "W-wha-... If my skin is made of plastic... what am I...? Am I a monster...?"
Gigli chuckles and shakes his head "You are no monster. There are many people around her who don't look like each other, are they monsters. 7 times out of 10, they are not." He explains and she nods "I don't look like anyone else here, I'm not monster."
He nods slowly, wiping away his tears with the back of his palm, still looking up to them confused and concerned "Th-then what am I...?" He says, putting his knees to his chest, the swirling slowly decreasing.
Addy helps him up "We do not know dear and that's okay. We will search until we find a answer okay?"
"Ooooh! Sidekicks are so cool, though! I wanted to be a sidekick at first, but then I couldn't find a good hero to support, so I decided to be that hero! Heroism is about power, but Hero Support is about kindness. Ideally, both parties should have a lot of both, but if we're talking about what's absolutely needed..." He makes a head-scratching movement, his gloved fingertip rubbing against his cylindrical helmet. "I don't really know what I'm talking about, I don't think."
They have wide smiles on their faces, their eyes shining as they listen to his words. The sister turns to the brother "He's just like the stories, in appearance and wisdom." The brother enthusiastically nods, before taking a deep breath and regaining his composure, trying not to fan boy "If only we had a hero to support us, alas, there are not many heroes in this town are there sister?" The sister nods "There are not brother, not true heroes at least."
You know the thing that Wallace from Wallace and Gromit does with his hands when he's excited? He does that. "I'd happily be your hero! I-if you'd accept me, and you'd be willing to go through a trial period, I mean. There are a lot of scary bad guys around here, and I want to be sure you're ready for this caliber of work before I just throw you into the deep end and ask you to work on my level 24/7. Not that I doubt your abilities!" He laughs. "I just mean, uh... I lost my train of thought. Gosh, it's so cool to know that I really inspired people!"
They both look at each other, their eyes aglow with excitement before turning back to Prospero and nodding, smiling wide with big sharp teeth and saying in unison "We would love to accept you as our hero! We can do whatever you need us to!" They both unsheath their rapiers in unison, crossing the blades in the air, incredibly happy.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Addy helps him up "We do not know dear and that's okay. We will search until we find a answer okay?"
They accept the help, going back to their feet, putting their hands in the pockets of their jacket, looking to their feet "T-thank you... okay..."
"You are welcome dear. You wanna know a secret. Between you and me, the good doctor is the most different than any other creature out there! He is the last of his kind!" She chirps. Gigli nods under the huge amount of clothes "I am."
"Look, I don't apologize often, but I try to be a good guy. I got mad because of a minor disagreement, and I'm sorry." He offers a hand to help Luciano up.
He smiles warmly "Come inside." He gestures him to follow him and brings him inside the church. He walks back to the kitchen and pulls some preserved peaches he made by hand and put them inside a small pot. He lets that simmer for a bit before pouring in a brown sugar, cinnamon, cardamon, and nutmeg. He stirs it, letting that simmer for awhile before placing them in a bowl with some granola and places it before Desi. He sits down and clasps his hands together "I thank you for the apology and I forgive you. I am sorry if I seemed rude or stand offish towards you in any way." He nods.
He sits down on one of the two chairs in the kitchen, an old sturdy one which nevertheless creaks from his weight mixed with the cold. "No, no, you were fine. I just... I saw my oath violated so flagrantly in front of me. You know, this thing I believe in and some guy with a weapon dressed as a member of the clergy starts..." His voice begins to growl before he takes a deep breath. "But as you said, everyone is entitled to their own beliefs and opinions. I get that."
Addy helps him up "We do not know dear and that's okay. We will search until we find a answer okay?"
They accept the help, going back to their feet, putting their hands in the pockets of their jacket, looking to their feet "T-thank you... okay..."
"You are welcome dear. You wanna know a secret. Between you and me, the good doctor is the most different than any other creature out there! He is the last of his kind!" She chirps. Gigli nods under the huge amount of clothes "I am."
Tim's eyes widen with awe as they look to doctor Gigli "Wow... that's... sad..." He looks back to his feet, shift them, sad to hear that, before walking over and hugging their leg "...Sorry..."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
You know the thing that Wallace from Wallace and Gromit does with his hands when he's excited? He does that. "I'd happily be your hero! I-if you'd accept me, and you'd be willing to go through a trial period, I mean. There are a lot of scary bad guys around here, and I want to be sure you're ready for this caliber of work before I just throw you into the deep end and ask you to work on my level 24/7. Not that I doubt your abilities!" He laughs. "I just mean, uh... I lost my train of thought. Gosh, it's so cool to know that I really inspired people!"
They both look at each other, their eyes aglow with excitement before turning back to Prospero and nodding, smiling wide with big sharp teeth and saying in unison "We would love to accept you as our hero! We can do whatever you need us to!" They both unsheath their rapiers in unison, crossing the blades in the air, incredibly happy.
He does a little happy dance. "Oh, joy! First, I gotta ask, how do you plan on getting around quickly? I can help, but if you have your own method of transportation I would love to see it! Can you run fast? Ooh, do you have vehicles? I just jump around, but that has its own problems."
"Look, I don't apologize often, but I try to be a good guy. I got mad because of a minor disagreement, and I'm sorry." He offers a hand to help Luciano up.
He smiles warmly "Come inside." He gestures him to follow him and brings him inside the church. He walks back to the kitchen and pulls some preserved peaches he made by hand and put them inside a small pot. He lets that simmer for a bit before pouring in a brown sugar, cinnamon, cardamon, and nutmeg. He stirs it, letting that simmer for awhile before placing them in a bowl with some granola and places it before Desi. He sits down and clasps his hands together "I thank you for the apology and I forgive you. I am sorry if I seemed rude or stand offish towards you in any way." He nods.
He sits down on one of the two chairs in the kitchen, an old sturdy one which nevertheless creaks from his weight mixed with the cold. "No, no, you were fine. I just... I saw my oath violated so flagrantly in front of me. You know, this thing I believe in and some guy with a weapon dressed as a member of the clergy starts..." His voice begins to growl before he takes a deep breath. "But as you said, everyone is entitled to their own beliefs and opinions. I get that."
"My child, I have been doing this for years. You are not the first and you certainly will not be last. Everyone is mad at everyone because what they believe does not correlate with what the others believe. Unfortunately, that is how people end up in wars, get killed, or are abused. I respect what you believe, even if I do not believe it myself." He smiles again "I had a talk with a friend of mine, big lad from an draconic family bloodline, I explained my situation to him from my view and he gave me some advice."
He walks back over to the oven, placing a kettle on it. He casts Create Water and begins to make tea "I would like to be your friend, even if I do not agree with what you believe. You seem like a decent fellow, willing to help out the less fortunate like I." He extends a hand to him "What do you say?"
You know the thing that Wallace from Wallace and Gromit does with his hands when he's excited? He does that. "I'd happily be your hero! I-if you'd accept me, and you'd be willing to go through a trial period, I mean. There are a lot of scary bad guys around here, and I want to be sure you're ready for this caliber of work before I just throw you into the deep end and ask you to work on my level 24/7. Not that I doubt your abilities!" He laughs. "I just mean, uh... I lost my train of thought. Gosh, it's so cool to know that I really inspired people!"
They both look at each other, their eyes aglow with excitement before turning back to Prospero and nodding, smiling wide with big sharp teeth and saying in unison "We would love to accept you as our hero! We can do whatever you need us to!" They both unsheath their rapiers in unison, crossing the blades in the air, incredibly happy.
He does a little happy dance. "Oh, joy! First, I gotta ask, how do you plan on getting around quickly? I can help, but if you have your own method of transportation I would love to see it! Can you run fast? Ooh, do you have vehicles? I just jump around, but that has its own problems."
They both take a deep breath, before letting out a whistle as something approaches. After a few moments a night black stallion seems to blip into existence next to them both, a truly beautiful and ethereal horse. Both of them hug the horse "This is how we get around most of the time"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*The philosophy of Batman is plutocratic and fascist. He inherits a billion-dollar company and sustains his wealth with no effort or involvement, and to prevent the proletariat from taking action against him, he acts as a violent nighttime vigilante, attacking the mentally divergent and economically disadvantaged. People feel simultaneously terrified of him and protected by him, and the status quo never changes.*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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He looks up to Addy, his eyes shifting with the rainbow colors of Wild magic "W-wha-... If my skin is made of plastic... what am I...? Am I a monster...?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Gigli chuckles and shakes his head "You are no monster. There are many people around her who don't look like each other, are they monsters. 7 times out of 10, they are not." He explains and she nods "I don't look like anyone else here, I'm not monster."
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
"Look, I don't apologize often, but I try to be a good guy. I got mad because of a minor disagreement, and I'm sorry." He offers a hand to help Luciano up.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They have wide smiles on their faces, their eyes shining as they listen to his words. The sister turns to the brother "He's just like the stories, in appearance and wisdom." The brother enthusiastically nods, before taking a deep breath and regaining his composure, trying not to fan boy "If only we had a hero to support us, alas, there are not many heroes in this town are there sister?" The sister nods "There are not brother, not true heroes at least."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He nods slowly, wiping away his tears with the back of his palm, still looking up to them confused and concerned "Th-then what am I...?" He says, putting his knees to his chest, the swirling slowly decreasing.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He smiles warmly "Come inside." He gestures him to follow him and brings him inside the church. He walks back to the kitchen and pulls some preserved peaches he made by hand and put them inside a small pot. He lets that simmer for a bit before pouring in a brown sugar, cinnamon, cardamon, and nutmeg. He stirs it, letting that simmer for awhile before placing them in a bowl with some granola and places it before Desi. He sits down and clasps his hands together "I thank you for the apology and I forgive you. I am sorry if I seemed rude or stand offish towards you I'm anyway." He nods.
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 know the thing that Wallace from Wallace and Gromit does with his hands when he's excited? He does that. "I'd happily be your hero! I-if you'd accept me, and you'd be willing to go through a trial period, I mean. There are a lot of scary bad guys around here, and I want to be sure you're ready for this caliber of work before I just throw you into the deep end and ask you to work on my level 24/7. Not that I doubt your abilities!" He laughs. "I just mean, uh... I lost my train of thought. Gosh, it's so cool to know that I really inspired people!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Addy helps him up "We do not know dear and that's okay. We will search until we find a answer 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
They both look at each other, their eyes aglow with excitement before turning back to Prospero and nodding, smiling wide with big sharp teeth and saying in unison "We would love to accept you as our hero! We can do whatever you need us to!" They both unsheath their rapiers in unison, crossing the blades in the air, incredibly happy.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
They accept the help, going back to their feet, putting their hands in the pockets of their jacket, looking to their feet "T-thank you... okay..."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Yeah, just feeling better" he nods
"You are welcome dear. You wanna know a secret. Between you and me, the good doctor is the most different than any other creature out there! He is the last of his kind!" She chirps. Gigli nods under the huge amount of clothes "I am."
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's good to hear." He smiles warmly.
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 sits down on one of the two chairs in the kitchen, an old sturdy one which nevertheless creaks from his weight mixed with the cold. "No, no, you were fine. I just... I saw my oath violated so flagrantly in front of me. You know, this thing I believe in and some guy with a weapon dressed as a member of the clergy starts..." His voice begins to growl before he takes a deep breath. "But as you said, everyone is entitled to their own beliefs and opinions. I get that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Tim's eyes widen with awe as they look to doctor Gigli "Wow... that's... sad..." He looks back to his feet, shift them, sad to hear that, before walking over and hugging their leg "...Sorry..."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He does a little happy dance. "Oh, joy! First, I gotta ask, how do you plan on getting around quickly? I can help, but if you have your own method of transportation I would love to see it! Can you run fast? Ooh, do you have vehicles? I just jump around, but that has its own problems."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Tycho nods, making anoise very akin to a cat purring
"My child, I have been doing this for years. You are not the first and you certainly will not be last. Everyone is mad at everyone because what they believe does not correlate with what the others believe. Unfortunately, that is how people end up in wars, get killed, or are abused. I respect what you believe, even if I do not believe it myself." He smiles again "I had a talk with a friend of mine, big lad from an draconic family bloodline, I explained my situation to him from my view and he gave me some advice."
He walks back over to the oven, placing a kettle on it. He casts Create Water and begins to make tea "I would like to be your friend, even if I do not agree with what you believe. You seem like a decent fellow, willing to help out the less fortunate like I." He extends a hand to him "What do you say?"
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
They both take a deep breath, before letting out a whistle as something approaches. After a few moments a night black stallion seems to blip into existence next to them both, a truly beautiful and ethereal horse. Both of them hug the horse "This is how we get around most of the time"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*The philosophy of Batman is plutocratic and fascist. He inherits a billion-dollar company and sustains his wealth with no effort or involvement, and to prevent the proletariat from taking action against him, he acts as a violent nighttime vigilante, attacking the mentally divergent and economically disadvantaged. People feel simultaneously terrified of him and protected by him, and the status quo never changes.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.