*hiya! Sorry for bein’ so on and off today, I spent most of it with my dad and siblings assembling a gaming PC we got for Christmas! I’ve convinced my father to get steam and possibly get the silly little war game I’ve been wanting for one and a half years, since it’s on sale for an absurdly low price!*
*also, i still wanna make some vampirates, but lord knows I’m not dedicated enough to do something like that on my own! Ha-ha, ha-ha…*
*I could help with the vampirate thing if you like*
*ooh, yay!*
*What’s the plan?*
*I was thinking to make a crew of undead pirates, all vaguely vampirish, and then using them on here or the bloody barnacle! Of course we could make them work on other threads (like for the smorgasbord, they could all count as a greater will as crew, or their ship could be a greater will.) and each of us would make one main crew member*
*That’s cool. So what’s their vibe? Are they more realistic to Golden Age pirates or are they more One Piece-esque?*
*I have not watched One Piece.*
*My main inspiration is sort of Pirates of the Caribbean, like with Davy Jones and Captain Barbosa and creepy magical ships and… stuff. It’s a very barebones idea so far.*
*-cue audience laughter-*
*Gotcha.*
*i also have a very… vague idea of who i want the captain to be! She’ll be a bard captain who went down with her ship, and took everyone else with her too. While she was drowning, she was singing a signature piece of hers that nobody alive had heard, and so nobody had remembered it, even her. But her unfinished business is to find her song again, as she had buried it in some far off corner of the world before she had died. She’s some sort of banshee like creature, so she’s ethereal.*
*That sounds really cool. I’ll work on my crewmate.*
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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.
*Until five years later and you won't remember this conversation, who I am, and what this was all about.*
*Back when I was Gamer_Thirteen in the Tavern at the End of the World, we had a small rp between Tevelin and Kelipso that I still remember almost word-for-word. That was two years ago. You matter to me a lot, and that doesn’t change with time.*
*You will. Everything will be forgotten, left to rot here. I should join it honestly.*
*You are a wonderful person and you are not going to rot. I love you, dude, and I don’t need to have to remember you because you’re right here, gloriously alive, and amazing. You deserve the world and I care so much about you.*
*This is accurate, wendi is an amazing sweet person an deserves all the hugs and snuggles. And also most of whats in fort knox but i currently can't access it*
*hiya! Sorry for bein’ so on and off today, I spent most of it with my dad and siblings assembling a gaming PC we got for Christmas! I’ve convinced my father to get steam and possibly get the silly little war game I’ve been wanting for one and a half years, since it’s on sale for an absurdly low price!*
*also, i still wanna make some vampirates, but lord knows I’m not dedicated enough to do something like that on my own! Ha-ha, ha-ha…*
*I could help with the vampirate thing if you like*
*ooh, yay!*
*What’s the plan?*
*I was thinking to make a crew of undead pirates, all vaguely vampirish, and then using them on here or the bloody barnacle! Of course we could make them work on other threads (like for the smorgasbord, they could all count as a greater will as crew, or their ship could be a greater will.) and each of us would make one main crew member*
*That’s cool. So what’s their vibe? Are they more realistic to Golden Age pirates or are they more One Piece-esque?*
*I have not watched One Piece.*
*My main inspiration is sort of Pirates of the Caribbean, like with Davy Jones and Captain Barbosa and creepy magical ships and… stuff. It’s a very barebones idea so far.*
*-cue audience laughter-*
*Gotcha.*
*i also have a very… vague idea of who i want the captain to be! She’ll be a bard captain who went down with her ship, and took everyone else with her too. While she was drowning, she was singing a signature piece of hers that nobody alive had heard, and so nobody had remembered it, even her. But her unfinished business is to find her song again, as she had buried it in some far off corner of the world before she had died. She’s some sort of banshee like creature, so she’s ethereal.*
*That sounds really cool. I’ll work on my crewmate.*
*alright! They can really be whatever you want it to be, like a vampiric first mate or a wraith navigator, whatever you want!*
"Nice job. Guess I can't really do much about it. Other than, of course... nah, that would just force an escalation." He shakes his head. "You're not even worth my time. Get out."
"Oh, you've read all of it. I apologize, I decieved you. Cyvus died, yes... but at my hand." he cackles, wheezing a bit. "I am sorry I used such a way to get to you, but... a lot of people deserve to suffer. You? Not as much as we made you..." he rubs under his chin, thinking... "Escalation? I'm immortal, and you've piqued my interest." He licks his teeth, eyes filled with malice. "What's your plan, you prick?"
"Did you not hear a word I said, you sub-living narcissist? Get out."
*Sure. who do you want? My offer from earlier, if you saw it, is available still, too.*
*Saphuno, Reese, and someone willing to be in a relationship with a genderless, Kabbalistic, philosophical being of velvet and light*
Saphuno is a bit tipsy from having had a glass..or 4.. of champagne. She's sitting at the bar, reading.
Reese has had her kids, and she's inside with them, by the fire.
Basking in the glory that is the sun is a new resident in Aspen. he resides in his domain, the quarter of town that now represents Fall. He is an autumn colored, 9-tailed Fox.
Thirteen is also sitting at the bar. He’s now assembling a model of Unit-00 from Evangelion.
Klei enters the inn, looking tired and fraught.
Eito is at his small shrine, burning incense and pondering.
"You're like... the guy people don't wanna see when they go into work... that's cool though" She says, pointing to the model.
"Arent you a sight for sore eyes." The new mother says, looking tired as she smiles.
"Smells delicious..." Omi says, all 9 of his tails flicking about independently.
“This is from an anime.” He chuckles. “But how are you holding up?”
“Oh, uh, hey!” Klei smiles wearily and waves at her.
Eito looks up at Omi, curious about them. “Hello. You resemble a manifestation.”
"Damian is unpossessed, my kid is grown up... ish. And business is booming, i've got real employees now... You?..."
"You look exhausted... Me too... Come sit, let's talk."
He chuckles, smiling and revealing pure shiny black, otherwise perfect teeth. "I should. I am one of the Gods of Fall, and I've recently taken a throne of a Shinigami. You resemble... a nebula."
“Reading. That sounds like you’re doing very well though, and I’m glad.”
Klei sits down, sighing heavily.
“Do I? I have no knowledge of such a word or its meaning.”
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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.
"Did you not hear a word I said, you sub-living narcissist? Get out."
"Sub living? You are certainly one to talk" he cackles again, still wheezing. The Note returns to his hand. "Felix... Ambersmoke... Mad with grief, upset at learning the truth of the way his life has been handled... takes his own life on December 29th... around.. Hmmmm, when do you eat lunch? Don't want you coming across the gates with an empty stomach." he says while writing in the book.
"Sorry, you don't have the authority to do that." He says simply. After a moment, he gives a single, half-hearted laugh. "I've seen rabbits with more courage than you. You think you're some big man with a nice book and an invincible soul... anyway, I'm not getting into that. He should show up in about a minute, anyway. I'd suggest you clear off by then. I'm getting some tea."
Vanilla is taking a walk, a bit bored. Following him is a rather large, very fluffy brown dog, which is about the shoulder height of Vanilla.
Aurelia and her vast force of guards are investigating the crime, having arrested the Mercier twins for now. The Rippling Court Is abuzz with rumors and gossip, mostly about Aurelia’s supposed involvement in the attempted murder.
Mother Misery is going around town, checking for signs of the weeping pox within the town. If she finds anyone infected, she brings them to her hospital and takes on their illness for herself, as she can’t spread it, due to being dead.
"Sorry, you don't have the authority to do that." He says simply. After a moment, he gives a single, half-hearted laugh. "I've seen rabbits with more courage than you. You think you're some big man with a nice book and an invincible soul... anyway, I'm not getting into that. He should show up in about a minute, anyway. I'd suggest you clear off by then. I'm getting some tea."
"Ahh, you're bringing a friend over..." he smiles. "How quaint. I'll have to write his name down, maybe get his autograph. Speaking of... could you sign the report for me? I kinda.. gotta file it." he sips something from a mug he pulled out nowhere. "Where... was I?.. Yes.. December 29th... we'll say... 1pm? Yes... Good. Now, I'll be glad to see this happen. Another soul who thinks he's too strong for the world, and constantly looks down on others, despite being so small... Claiming I have no authority... I would advise you be a bit more skeptical of people, I'm as old as time... I don't need courage, I have the Death Note." he cackles, gathering his things "If you come find me in Aspen and apologize, i'll burn the page, making it void. I doubt that will happen, so... Goodbye, Felix." He says simply, walking out.
As he steps out, he finds himself in a burning forest. The flames are a deep purple, and cast serpentine shadows as grey smoke fills the air. Something is here, slithering beneath the surface of the ground, the bark of the trees, his own fur. He gets the feeling that this isn't the result of a deliberate effort, but something... gaining an awareness of him. He gets the feeling that this isn't going to be fun.
The smoke clears, and he's back outside of Felix's house. No fire, no slithering. As if it was all a dream.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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*That sounds really cool. I’ll work on my crewmate.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Hello, i'm back from cleaning. How goes it :>*
*great. wanna continue?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*This is accurate, wendi is an amazing sweet person an deserves all the hugs and snuggles. And also most of whats in fort knox but i currently can't access it*
*alright! They can really be whatever you want it to be, like a vampiric first mate or a wraith navigator, whatever you want!*
*Lawrence please keep going*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Did you not hear a word I said, you sub-living narcissist? Get out."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Reading. That sounds like you’re doing very well though, and I’m glad.”
Klei sits down, sighing heavily.
“Do I? I have no knowledge of such a word or its meaning.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Sorry, you don't have the authority to do that." He says simply. After a moment, he gives a single, half-hearted laugh. "I've seen rabbits with more courage than you. You think you're some big man with a nice book and an invincible soul... anyway, I'm not getting into that. He should show up in about a minute, anyway. I'd suggest you clear off by then. I'm getting some tea."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I just found out there are negative rolls* Unable to parse dice roll.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*cut*
“Saphuno. You are a married woman.”
“Not much… I’ve just been making it day to day. Trying my best.”
“When people refer to me, they dub me Eito.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Heads up, gotta go in about ten minutes*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Vanilla is taking a walk, a bit bored. Following him is a rather large, very fluffy brown dog, which is about the shoulder height of Vanilla.
Aurelia and her vast force of guards are investigating the crime, having arrested the Mercier twins for now. The Rippling Court Is abuzz with rumors and gossip, mostly about Aurelia’s supposed involvement in the attempted murder.
Mother Misery is going around town, checking for signs of the weeping pox within the town. If she finds anyone infected, she brings them to her hospital and takes on their illness for herself, as she can’t spread it, due to being dead.
As he steps out, he finds himself in a burning forest. The flames are a deep purple, and cast serpentine shadows as grey smoke fills the air. Something is here, slithering beneath the surface of the ground, the bark of the trees, his own fur. He gets the feeling that this isn't the result of a deliberate effort, but something... gaining an awareness of him. He gets the feeling that this isn't going to be fun.
The smoke clears, and he's back outside of Felix's house. No fire, no slithering. As if it was all a dream.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels