He turns and looks at the ferret (right?) and then back to his work. "Have you ever had an interest in the occult?"
The being steps back in shock. Then his hands ignite in black-and-purple flame. "I will not have you eating this man's corpse! He deserved better than this!"
He shrugs, seemingly uncaring that someone just appeared."I guess... I felt like you needed him. Didn't think to ask for your opinion. I was in a situation similar to yours once. Unable to eat, find comfort, find resolution, even die. You had it worse, though. If someone had sent me someone to help, maybe I wouldn't have turned out the way I did. I don't like to think about that."
(Yep) Zee shrugs "No, I've never liked blind faith." They said, their nubby tail flicking.
"WE ARE NOT EATING HIM.." Ichigo hisses, tiny pinpricks of red light amongst the swarming bugs staring at them.
Home sits down, fidgeting with the knife Loriche have him "What happened to you?"
"Occultism is about trying to see past that blindness. He study gods and mysticism, yes, but we are trying to understand the science behind the belief."
"Then what are you-" He pauses. "The will mentioned someone named Ichigo. Is that you?"
He turns his head, revealing his many-pupiled, almost floral eyes. "The fey happened. Kidnapped me as a child. They'll say I sold them my freedom, but I was seven at the time. A mechanical prodigy, even for a strugel. They locked me in the Nightmare Realm and poked and prodded until I designed majestic courthouses, wonderful trinkets, terrifying death machines. I got stronger with each passing day of endless fear and pain, since the Summer Court refused to let me lose hope entirely and give in to despair, until one day I decided to kill and eat a pixie. Then a blink dog. And on and on until I was guzzling archfey blood wine. And none of it made my life any better."
He turns and looks at the ferret (right?) and then back to his work. "Have you ever had an interest in the occult?"
The being steps back in shock. Then his hands ignite in black-and-purple flame. "I will not have you eating this man's corpse! He deserved better than this!"
He shrugs, seemingly uncaring that someone just appeared."I guess... I felt like you needed him. Didn't think to ask for your opinion. I was in a situation similar to yours once. Unable to eat, find comfort, find resolution, even die. You had it worse, though. If someone had sent me someone to help, maybe I wouldn't have turned out the way I did. I don't like to think about that."
(Yep) Zee shrugs "No, I've never liked blind faith." They said, their nubby tail flicking.
"WE ARE NOT EATING HIM.." Ichigo hisses, tiny pinpricks of red light amongst the swarming bugs staring at them.
Home sits down, fidgeting with the knife Loriche have him "What happened to you?"
"Occultism is about trying to see past that blindness. He study gods and mysticism, yes, but we are trying to understand the science behind the belief."
"Then what are you-" He pauses. "The will mentioned someone named Ichigo. Is that you?"
He turns his head, revealing his many-pupiled, almost floral eyes. "The fey happened. Kidnapped me as a child. They'll say I sold them my freedom, but I was seven at the time. A mechanical prodigy, even for a strugel. They locked me in the Nightmare Realm and poked and prodded until I designed majestic courthouses, wonderful trinkets, terrifying death machines. I got stronger with each passing day of endless fear and pain, since the Summer Court refused to let me lose hope entirely and give in to despair, until one day I decided to kill and eat a pixie. Then a blink dog. And on and on until I was guzzling archfey blood wine. And none of it made my life any better."
"That's not a cult, that's a belief and also science." They said, shrugging. "Two things mixed together."
Ichigo snarls, a monstrous face forms into the bugs. "LEAVE."
"Mn.." Home makes a noise of something, looking up from his spot where he sits "Hurting people.. just like me."
"Occultism is about trying to see past that blindness. He study gods and mysticism, yes, but we are trying to understand the science behind the belief."
"Then what are you-" He pauses. "The will mentioned someone named Ichigo. Is that you?"
He turns his head, revealing his many-pupiled, almost floral eyes. "The fey happened. Kidnapped me as a child. They'll say I sold them my freedom, but I was seven at the time. A mechanical prodigy, even for a strugel. They locked me in the Nightmare Realm and poked and prodded until I designed majestic courthouses, wonderful trinkets, terrifying death machines. I got stronger with each passing day of endless fear and pain, since the Summer Court refused to let me lose hope entirely and give in to despair, until one day I decided to kill and eat a pixie. Then a blink dog. And on and on until I was guzzling archfey blood wine. And none of it made my life any better."
"That's not a cult, that's a belief and also science." They said, shrugging. "Two things mixed together."
Ichigo snarls, a monstrous face forms into the bugs. "LEAVE."
"Mn.." Home makes a noise of something, looking up from his spot where he sits "Hurting people.. just like me."
He doesn't respond, just going back to his experiments.
"..." he thinks it over. "As you wish." He retreats.
"Incorrect. You've barely scratched the surface, while I chose to dive in and submit to depravity."
*I'm trying to make a man-eater character again to see if I can make one that is actually good.*
*I have very few ideas to start with.*
*Youve got to remember the most important part of making a character is that you enjoy playing them. I don’t have many cannibalism, only Dracula, Merabelle, and the Duchess I’m pretty sure, but I like playing all of them. I believe in you.*
*I'm trying to make a man-eater character again to see if I can make one that is actually good.*
*I have very few ideas to start with.*
*Youve got to remember the most important part of making a character is that you enjoy playing them. I don’t have many cannibalism, only Dracula, Merabelle, and the Duchess I’m pretty sure, but I like playing all of them. I believe in you.*
*Good points all around. I wish you would believe in yourself more, though.*
*Anyway, I was thinking this person would have themes of revelry and wonder, like a children's show character or a folk horror cult leader. Like a lot of my characters, they would encourage others to do awful things, but in this case it's more awful things to themselves than to others. Autocannibalism, for example. Perhaps he feeds bits of himself to others.*
*I'm trying to make a man-eater character again to see if I can make one that is actually good.*
*I have very few ideas to start with.*
*Youve got to remember the most important part of making a character is that you enjoy playing them. I don’t have many cannibalism, only Dracula, Merabelle, and the Duchess I’m pretty sure, but I like playing all of them. I believe in you.*
*Good points all around. I wish you would believe in yourself more, though.*
*Anyway, I was thinking this person would have themes of revelry and wonder, like a children's show character or a folk horror cult leader. Like a lot of my characters, they would encourage others to do awful things, but in this case it's more awful things to themselves than to others. Autocannibalism, for example. Perhaps he feeds bits of himself to others.*
*Ah that’s fun, the Duchess would certainly like them, as someone entirely for Autocannibalism, tearing off her own flesh with her fangs in large strips and consuming it, only to regenerate with time. In all an interesting character, but that’s normal for you.*
As dawn breaks, an oddly shaped caravan crests over the hill with the sun, drawn by half a dozen undead horses. The first level resembles the more common cubic shape, with many windows of varying shapes peering in. On its flat roof rests a garden on the front half and a tower with a pointed roof on the back. A flight of stairs wraps around this tower, stopping at a circular window at the top.
From what you can see, there appears to be two living creatures on board. The first a humanoid pangolin, slightly hunched as it holds and guides the reins of the horses. The second, a grey tabaxi, stands on the aforementioned stairs, fidgeting with some metal object as they look towards the Lords Rest. She wears casual clothing with a shifting metallic and chromatic design.
She stuffs the object into her hair, which makes up about half her size (kind of like Raditz from Dragonball, but less spiky), as the caravan comes to a stop in front of the Lords Rest.
*Welp, got quiet around here again real quick, unfortunate.*
*Sorry, I'm doing research into Welcome Home since I want to take inspiration from that sort of "corrupted innocence" theme.*
*Nah bro it’s all good, I can wait. I can honestly just do some research of my own, maybe make another character. I don’t know, don’t worry ‘bout it dude.*
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"Occultism is about trying to see past that blindness. He study gods and mysticism, yes, but we are trying to understand the science behind the belief."
"Then what are you-" He pauses. "The will mentioned someone named Ichigo. Is that you?"
He turns his head, revealing his many-pupiled, almost floral eyes. "The fey happened. Kidnapped me as a child. They'll say I sold them my freedom, but I was seven at the time. A mechanical prodigy, even for a strugel. They locked me in the Nightmare Realm and poked and prodded until I designed majestic courthouses, wonderful trinkets, terrifying death machines. I got stronger with each passing day of endless fear and pain, since the Summer Court refused to let me lose hope entirely and give in to despair, until one day I decided to kill and eat a pixie. Then a blink dog. And on and on until I was guzzling archfey blood wine. And none of it made my life any better."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"That's not a cult, that's a belief and also science." They said, shrugging. "Two things mixed together."
Ichigo snarls, a monstrous face forms into the bugs. "LEAVE."
"Mn.." Home makes a noise of something, looking up from his spot where he sits "Hurting people.. just like me."
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
*Man, i was having a good day, but 5 minutes of yugioh makes me want hurt myself*
*Unfortunately yes.*
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'm in the rank you get to after finishing the tutorial and i can't win a single match. What the hell did konami do*
*i've decided to stop playing games for a while*
*I dunno what i'm doing rn, but if ya wanna rp, lemme know*
He doesn't respond, just going back to his experiments.
"..." he thinks it over. "As you wish." He retreats.
"Incorrect. You've barely scratched the surface, while I chose to dive in and submit to depravity."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*In spite of everything, I live another day. Is anyone on?*
*(Barrels through time and space) THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY!!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Hello to you too Baalze. That feels like a reference, but I don’t know to what.*
*Would you like some cannibalism?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Always, would you like some?*
*Indeeemd*
*I'm trying to make a man-eater character again to see if I can make one that is actually good.*
*I have very few ideas to start with.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Youve got to remember the most important part of making a character is that you enjoy playing them. I don’t have many cannibalism, only Dracula, Merabelle, and the Duchess I’m pretty sure, but I like playing all of them. I believe in you.*
*Good points all around. I wish you would believe in yourself more, though.*
*Anyway, I was thinking this person would have themes of revelry and wonder, like a children's show character or a folk horror cult leader. Like a lot of my characters, they would encourage others to do awful things, but in this case it's more awful things to themselves than to others. Autocannibalism, for example. Perhaps he feeds bits of himself to others.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Ah that’s fun, the Duchess would certainly like them, as someone entirely for Autocannibalism, tearing off her own flesh with her fangs in large strips and consuming it, only to regenerate with time. In all an interesting character, but that’s normal for you.*
*Welp, got quiet around here again real quick, unfortunate.*
*Sorry, I'm doing research into Welcome Home since I want to take inspiration from that sort of "corrupted innocence" theme.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*new characters for the new year*
As dawn breaks, an oddly shaped caravan crests over the hill with the sun, drawn by half a dozen undead horses. The first level resembles the more common cubic shape, with many windows of varying shapes peering in. On its flat roof rests a garden on the front half and a tower with a pointed roof on the back. A flight of stairs wraps around this tower, stopping at a circular window at the top.
From what you can see, there appears to be two living creatures on board. The first a humanoid pangolin, slightly hunched as it holds and guides the reins of the horses. The second, a grey tabaxi, stands on the aforementioned stairs, fidgeting with some metal object as they look towards the Lords Rest. She wears casual clothing with a shifting metallic and chromatic design.
She stuffs the object into her hair, which makes up about half her size (kind of like Raditz from Dragonball, but less spiky), as the caravan comes to a stop in front of the Lords Rest.
*also happy new years*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Nah bro it’s all good, I can wait. I can honestly just do some research of my own, maybe make another character. I don’t know, don’t worry ‘bout it dude.*