It doesn't work, the fragment of entropy manifest not seeming affected in the least. "It can take decades to learn how, and learning how... well, from what Podmorski said when I asked him, it comes at great cost." She responds, looking through the hole in reality before her.
He puts the piece back down, sitting next to them "Hmm, then it is not worth wondering about. I am a scientist, but now I have things to live for, like you." He says with a smile, looking to the hole in reality as well, "Though I may want to explore inside."
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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.'
*Looks like I'm back, while I'm here, does anyone who may be here want to roleplay or anything?*
*Everyone suddenly implodes.*
*I would like if that didn't happen. Also, quick question, are you gonna reply on the pm? It's all good if you don't, I just get paranoid when I don't know things.*
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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.'
*Looks like I'm back, while I'm here, does anyone who may be here want to roleplay or anything?*
*Everyone suddenly implodes.*
*I would like if that didn't happen. Also, quick question, are you gonna reply on the pm? It's all good if you don't, I just get paranoid when I don't know things.*
*Looks like I'm back, while I'm here, does anyone who may be here want to roleplay or anything?*
*Everyone suddenly implodes.*
*I would like if that didn't happen. Also, quick question, are you gonna reply on the pm? It's all good if you don't, I just get paranoid when I don't know things.*
*Nah, your good. Sorry, haven't been able to.*
*It's okay, take all the time you need, just wanted to know that you will.*
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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.'
*Looks like I'm back, while I'm here, does anyone who may be here want to roleplay or anything?*
*Everyone suddenly implodes.*
*I would like if that didn't happen. Also, quick question, are you gonna reply on the pm? It's all good if you don't, I just get paranoid when I don't know things.*
*Nah, your good. Sorry, haven't been able to.*
*It's okay, take all the time you need, just wanted to know that you will or won't. Hope you're doing good Wendi.*
*No, darkness is but a ghost of an idea, the least remembered, most estranged prayer, and your fear but a lingering, limbic fear torn from shreds of forgotten years.*
*No, darkness is but a ghost of an idea, the least remembered, most estranged prayer, and your fear but a lingering, limbic fear torn from shreds of forgotten years.*
*The only thing my limbic system fears is that I'll start drinking gasoline again*
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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.
*Looks like I'm back, while I'm here, does anyone who may be here want to roleplay or anything?*
*Anyway, like I was previously saying, does anyone want to rp?*
*hubband*
*Well isn’t that amazing timing. Hello husband, would like rp?*
*I do, but no has picking capacity*
*Of course, you don’t have to my dear.*
Damian is unconscious face down in a muddy puddle just outside of the Inn, the occasional bubble coming up to show that he’s still alive.
Ambrosia is sitting cross legged on a gravestone, in a graveyard, eating what was likely someone’s arm at some point.
Marie is shopping for a dress for her wedding, using riches that are definitely not her own, but it’s not as if the dead are using them, her hair in the form of snakes.
*Looks like I'm back, while I'm here, does anyone who may be here want to roleplay or anything?*
*Anyway, like I was previously saying, does anyone want to rp?*
*hubband*
*Well isn’t that amazing timing. Hello husband, would like rp?*
*I do, but no has picking capacity*
*Of course, you don’t have to my dear.*
Damian is unconscious face down in a muddy puddle just outside of the Inn, the occasional bubble coming up to show that he’s still alive.
Ambrosia is sitting cross legged on a gravestone, in a graveyard, eating what was likely someone’s arm at some point.
Marie is shopping for a dress for her wedding, using riches that are definitely not her own, but it’s not as if the dead are using them, her hair in the form of snakes.
*which one of these would be the best to rp with Cassandra? She's a witch that specializes in beauty magic; altering appearances and stuff like that, and she runs a shop called the Looking Glass (not here though)*
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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)
He puts the piece back down, sitting next to them "Hmm, then it is not worth wondering about. I am a scientist, but now I have things to live for, like you." He says with a smile, looking to the hole in reality as well, "Though I may want to explore inside."
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.)
*Hello.*
*Has anyone ever noticed how incredibly racist Faerun is? Like, the average person there would probably attack a lizardfolk on sight or something.*
*Anyway, speaking of which, I have a character I'm about to intro. He's a hillbilly lizardfolk trapper raised by halflings.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I am alive. God kicked me out heaven because I tried to eat an angel.*
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
*Looks like I'm back, while I'm here, does anyone who may be here want to roleplay or anything?*
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.)
*Everyone suddenly implodes.*
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 would like if that didn't happen. Also, quick question, are you gonna reply on the pm? It's all good if you don't, I just get paranoid when I don't know things.*
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.)
*Nah, your good. Sorry, haven't been able to.*
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
*It's okay, take all the time you need, just wanted to know that you will.*
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.)
*It's okay, take all the time you need, just wanted to know that you will or won't. Hope you're doing good Wendi.*
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.)
*Anyway, like I was previously saying, does anyone want to rp?*
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.)
*Jacob Geller just released a nearly hour-long video essay about fear of the dark.*
*You know I can't resist that...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*No, darkness is but a ghost of an idea, the least remembered, most estranged prayer, and your fear but a lingering, limbic fear torn from shreds of forgotten years.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*The only thing my limbic system fears is that I'll start drinking gasoline again*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Well isn’t that amazing timing. Hello husband, would like rp?*
*Of course, you don’t have to my dear.*
Damian is unconscious face down in a muddy puddle just outside of the Inn, the occasional bubble coming up to show that he’s still alive.
Ambrosia is sitting cross legged on a gravestone, in a graveyard, eating what was likely someone’s arm at some point.
Marie is shopping for a dress for her wedding, using riches that are definitely not her own, but it’s not as if the dead are using them, her hair in the form of snakes.
*hello! I"mma demo one of the chars for my upcoming thread here*
*which one of these would be the best to rp with Cassandra? She's a witch that specializes in beauty magic; altering appearances and stuff like that, and she runs a shop called the Looking Glass (not here though)*
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)
*good afternoon friends, how is everyone?*