Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
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(anyone want to rp?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"It's been fine. I feel like I've plateaued a bit. Like I hit a wall in my development and I don't know how to get over it."
Cathan is on his feet before Luciano can blink. "Why not? Rotten, ugly animal! All these people, suffering... and you hand them to me, the spice lord. Your entire organization is founded on (GP), and no matter how good your intentions are, Father, you're just a cog in the machine that grinds men, women, and children into dust with every product produced."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Hm. Perhaps go back to the roots of where it all started." He shrugs, blinking slowly "Sometimes the place where it all began can help."
".. that is your choice to believe that. Everyone is allowed to have their own thoughts, own emotions, everything and all." He bows his head.
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 do*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Vitroze is inside, going through their mail at a table in the corner.
Riotan, curious, decides to look through the papers on Samaritan’s desk.
“Like what?”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Samaritan waves to him, walking over.
The papers are what you would expect. Bills, invoices, more bills, a document on employee pay, a little sticky note for himself to buy socks, things of the such.
He shrugs "I have no idea."
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 was just there. It's just as monotonous as I remember. And xenophobic, but that part I can kind of accept given our history. Centuries of exploitation would make anyone paranoid."
Cathan is up in Luciano's face again, but doesn't touch him. "Really? Really? You believe that, don't you? That every word you preach hasn't been produced, purified, processed, and pre-packaged for mass consumption by the church? All these people believed in your teachings. I believed. WE BELIEVED! And your people tossed us aside once we couldn't pay the tithe. Because it doesn't make as big a show to heal the people close when you can reach people miles and miles out. My ministry has reached those your church cast out."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Hopefully that won’t happen. I’ve worked my way up the ranks like this many times before, and I’m still going strong.”
Eito takes out their shortsword. “A grasping, wretched thing that unspools the mind. You feed them poison, clothe them in rags, and tell them they are beautiful and satisfied. They do not live. And you… you are diseased. Diseased. Rotted from within. You make me sick.” They step closer. “I am the one who is made high. I am the speaker to the unclean and the unfit, that they may be redeemed like even the most vulgar waste can be used to help newness spring forth. I am Eito. And your death is like the fall of a dam, that truth may flow forth.”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
They look up, despite being headless, and wave. “Hail and well met!”
Riotan makes a mental note to get him socks and opens the drawer of the desk inquisitively.
“Hmmm… a stronger spell or a stronger combustion, is the question…”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
He nods "Yes, I know. Actually, how can I know? I watched but I did not know what you know." He said, sighing "Mn, why is the world so complex these days."
"I accept all my son. I see no issue with any folk. But if you believe that, I cannot correct you as you seem to truly believe your own mind. If I have hurt you, I am sorry but what the church does compared to what I do is different." He says, his tone calm and warm despite Cathan being in 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
"I heard you have a service of lawyership?" He says.
Inside is a loaded Hell-Fire revolver with a angelic blessed adamantine tip and a golden knife set that he usually carries on him.
"How would we get something like that?" She asks.
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
"Heh. A stronger man than me. Just take care of yourself, alright buddy?"
Cathan grabs the shortsword by the blade and squeezes until his dark, thick, discolored blood oozes out over it. "Where were you when we needed you? When they, they needed you?! WHEN I NEEDED YOU?!" He falls to his knees and coughs out spices through his bandages. "You think you're so great, when I'm the only one who even cares to help these poor children. You, and all your hoity-toity, holier-than-thou kind will be left in the ashes. Heaven may not accept me, but only Hell awaits you."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*hello everyone*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
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“Why most certainly, my tripartite gentleman! It’ll cost you though.”
“Whoa, awesome.” Riotan closes the drawer and resolves to just wait for Samaritan normally.
“Either I need to get better at magic, or I just need to make a bomb. I could do either.”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Felix shrugs. "It's hard to feel sympathy for every tragedy in the world. Maybe it's better that way. But I'm glad you try to understand to the best of your ability. That's the best I can ask for."
He puts a hand on Luciano's shoulder. "But if they heard you... would they listen?" He's suddenly extremely gentle. "The chosen of Morgana... please, tell me they'd listen... I can't bear the pain any longer..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"How much are we talking?" he sighs.
"I don't know how I can help you unfortunately.. I'm stuck here." He says, sad.
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
"People end up so.. desensitized to lost things. A murder, a car crash, a shooting, it all gets seen in the papers and then people go on their way because it's not them or it happens so often that no one cares." He sighs "Nevermind, I'm going off on a tangent."
He sighs and summons what appears to be a talisman into his hand. He helps Cathan over to a bench and sits him down "You say these things, thinking they cannot hear you, and in some cases you are correct. They rather turn a blind eye on your pain. I am sorry so many have failed you my child." He bows his head and presses the talisman shaped like a dove into his hand "I want to help you but you say these things and it hurts others. Hurt people hurt others because it is all they know. Let me help you, keep your biting tongue at bay, and I shall make sure you are never hurt again."
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
*rp?*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
“I will.” Mauric smiles sincerely.
“Kind? You are deluded by hate. I am not an institution. I am a lone prophet. I am lower than you are. I was once so prideful that I cast aside my humanity. Now I am forever damaged, never fulfilled. Before today, I never knew you, I never heard you, I never saw you, and I never considered you. But that is because I am not anything too much greater than you are. It is a surprise that even with my physical form so different from those around me, you could not discern a fundamental difference. When God chooses to don eyes, those eyes see only what is. Not what could have been. The past is separated from you by a sea wider than the skies, and you still try to fight the enemies that dwell there?”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.