Captain Desi the Starved has joined in on a bar fight. He's throwing people around like dolls even as knives plunge into his layers of fancy coats. He takes his time, bashing a single man's face in until he stops struggling before setting them aside and moving on to the next one. Eventually, everyone who wanted to participate is either unconscious or has deeply reconsidered this course of action. Mostly the latter. Desi sits down at a table where he gathered the food and drinks of everyone who is no longer present in body or spirit. He takes off his fingerless gloves and rubs his hands together greedily.
"Very impressive" Saphuno calls out to him from behind the bar, clapping sarcastically. "Unfortunately, you just scared off my regulars... and knocked out the folks who come once a month." She says, sighing. She walks out from behind the bar to pick the pockets of those who owe her any amount of coin. "So, young man, are you gonna help clean up your mess?"
He snorts. "I didn't start it. I just finished it. I would have been happy to just hang around drinking if they didn't start (gp). So, old lady, are you gonna help clean up your mess?"
*you should know me by now to know that I get cooked on the weekend, so you'll have to pick*
*Youre always cooked, don’t pretend it’s just the weekend.*
Marie is sitting next to the fire, sipping hot coco and healing from her fight the previous days ago, bandages covering his wounds as new scars form.
Damian is looking at a knife in the kitchen, not really doing anything, kinda just looking at it with a blank stare on his face.
*stop calling me out!*
Jax is right behind her, arms and legs wrapped around her, chin resting on her shoulder. "You doin okay, babe?..."
It appears to float up, spinning on its point for a second before floating up, touching nothing.
*Gotta do it to my husband.*
She looks to them, rubbing a hand along the side of their face, smiling softly “I would be dead right now if it weren’t for you…”
He grabs the hilt of the knife, just kinda holding it in his hand for a moment, a dark look in his eyes, before he puts it back down.
"That guys strong for a newbie in the game..." he sighs, kissing their cheek. "I'm just glad you're alive.. I... wouldn't be here anymore if it weren't for you..."
It does the same flourish, floating closer to him.
She kisses him on the lips, leaving a mark of red lipstick there, not minding the cold “I love you too Jax, I might just want to stay with you as long as I can.” She winces, the wounds still sore.
He looks around “Who’s doing magic with the knives, I shouldn’t even be around this thing, Saphuno will kill me if she knew I…” He stops, putting his hands in his pockets.
Thane looks around the building confused, curious to what has happened to bring them both here. He gets up from his seated position, walking around “Now where are we?”
“You obviously aren’t fine, you can’t lie to a practiced liar.” He holds her “What’s wrong?”
"My house! I casted dimension door and- it's located near the inn underground!"
"The curse- it's... getting worse" Lify slumps down
“Wow.” He looks around the room, his eyebrows raised “What a beautiful home you have here.”
He looks at them worried, though he has absolutely no idea what to do.
"Thank you" In the corner, their is a pile of letters with kingdom stamps
"What... what if- we... find a- cure?..."
He walks over to the letters, picking one up delicately “Do you mind if I read one?”
“I’ll do anything to cure you, how can I help?”
"It is kinda- nevermind! yes, you can!"
"It- m...might... be cured... if... we k-kill... my father..." every pause in what she just said had a gasp for breath
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
Thane looks around the building confused, curious to what has happened to bring them both here. He gets up from his seated position, walking around “Now where are we?”
“You obviously aren’t fine, you can’t lie to a practiced liar.” He holds her “What’s wrong?”
"My house! I casted dimension door and- it's located near the inn underground!"
"The curse- it's... getting worse" Lify slumps down
“Wow.” He looks around the room, his eyebrows raised “What a beautiful home you have here.”
He looks at them worried, though he has absolutely no idea what to do.
"Thank you" In the corner, their is a pile of letters with kingdom stamps
"What... what if- we... find a- cure?..."
He walks over to the letters, picking one up delicately “Do you mind if I read one?”
“I’ll do anything to cure you, how can I help?”
"It is kinda- nevermind! yes, you can!"
"It- m...might... be cured... if... we k-kill... my father..." every pause in what she just said had a gasp for breath
He opens the letter, sitting on the ground and beginning to read it.
He nods, making sure she’s doing okay, holding onto her tightly, casting every healing spell he knows.
The letter is a note about something to do with joining forces against a chaotic basilisk cult and how instead 'we' should focus of fighting actual issues *Smorgasbord reference*
The ink stops falling, and she gains a bit of body heat back, and no longer looks to be in pain "Thank... you, James"
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
She takes a moment to think before putting a gem in his hands “Maybe some wine for the bottle of us, red.”
Damian looks to the knife and back to her, hugging her softly “Okay, I thought I was seeing things, starting to think dark thoughts without you here.”
*btw his body temp is normal, unless he wills it to not be*
"Of course, my love." he says, kissing her lips and getting up, returning with two glasses and a bottle of red wine, the best the gem could buy. He chills the glasses with his paw, handing her one and filling it.
"I'm sorry to scare you, my dear..." she says, setting the knife into the block and hugging him back
*Thats fun, good to know*
She takes the glass, swirling the wine like an expert would, breathing in the ingredients, which contrasts her appearance as a criminal "Oh this is quite good, thank you Jax." She sips from the glass, smiling softly.
"It's... it's okay, I just remembered what you would want, how much you and Domino care." He takes a deep breath, looking back to the knife "Welp I should get back to work."
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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 letter is a note about something to do with joining forces against a chaotic basilisk cult and how instead 'we' should focus of fighting actual issues *Smorgasbord reference*
The ink stops falling, and she gains a bit of body heat back, and no longer looks to be in pain "Thank... you, James"
He raises an eyebrow, putting the note back into the pile with the rest "A basilisk cult, this world is a strange one." He stands back to his feet "Do you want to do anything?"
He looks up to her eyes "Please... if I can do anything ever for you, just tell me." He says, finally letting go "I'm so worried."
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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.'
*Gotta do it to my husband.*
She looks to them, rubbing a hand along the side of their face, smiling softly “I would be dead right now if it weren’t for you…”
He grabs the hilt of the knife, just kinda holding it in his hand for a moment, a dark look in his eyes, before he puts it back down.
He snorts. "I didn't start it. I just finished it. I would have been happy to just hang around drinking if they didn't start (gp). So, old lady, are you gonna help clean up your mess?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She kisses him on the lips, leaving a mark of red lipstick there, not minding the cold “I love you too Jax, I might just want to stay with you as long as I can.” She winces, the wounds still sore.
He looks around “Who’s doing magic with the knives, I shouldn’t even be around this thing, Saphuno will kill me if she knew I…” He stops, putting his hands in his pockets.
*Man, I love it when kids decide to ask me if they can steal every single item in a campaign.*
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
*Cut*
She takes a moment to think before putting a gem in his hands “Maybe some wine for the bottle of us, red.”
Damian looks to the knife and back to her, hugging her softly “Okay, I thought I was seeing things, starting to think dark thoughts without you here.”
*Man, sometimes I wish that every dnd party wasn’t the same, because it gets tiring when they all do the same thing.*
"It is kinda- nevermind! yes, you can!"
"It- m...might... be cured... if... we k-kill... my father..." every pause in what she just said had a gasp for breath
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
He opens the letter, sitting on the ground and beginning to read it.
He nods, making sure she’s doing okay, holding onto her tightly, casting every healing spell he knows.
*cut with Jester*
The letter is a note about something to do with joining forces against a chaotic basilisk cult and how instead 'we' should focus of fighting actual issues *Smorgasbord reference*
The ink stops falling, and she gains a bit of body heat back, and no longer looks to be in pain "Thank... you, James"
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*joiudibcyuv*
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
(hi wendo)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Thats fun, good to know*
She takes the glass, swirling the wine like an expert would, breathing in the ingredients, which contrasts her appearance as a criminal "Oh this is quite good, thank you Jax." She sips from the glass, smiling softly.
"It's... it's okay, I just remembered what you would want, how much you and Domino care." He takes a deep breath, looking back to the knife "Welp I should get back to work."
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 raises an eyebrow, putting the note back into the pile with the rest "A basilisk cult, this world is a strange one." He stands back to his feet "Do you want to do anything?"
He looks up to her eyes "Please... if I can do anything ever for you, just tell me." He says, finally letting go "I'm so worried."
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.)
*I need a nap*
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 recommend you take a nap.*
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.)
*I just got up from one.*
*It was quite refreshing, even though it was very short.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels