*Cut for Salem, if you want to I’m down. We probably shouldn’t make an infinite rp, just constantly adding characters again. Remember?*
“Despite being a Duchess… my life has been lavish and extravagant, parties and self indulgence, but I don’t want that. I want something… simple.”
“Cliff scaling? You have so many interesting stories honey, you should tell more of them, I want to know more about you.”
*I'll make it, and true.*
"My sister wanted that too, but she went about it the wrong way... story for another day, anyway- Uh, I do, as well... I just want to be happy."
"Well, Wuban... He was adventerous, loved that about him... But he got too careless, and he slipped. he fell 200 feet, flat onto his back..." his face turns a bit pale, and he leans against the wall. "it was the first time i'd been, just soaked in blood...."
“Went about it the wrong way? Another day, another day. You deserve to be happy, I wish I could help you be happy, but I likely cannot, and for that, I am deeply sorry.”
He raises an eyebrow “What do you mean the first time? There were others.” He gets up from the chair, hugging them “We need not talk about it any longer, we can simply do something else, whatever you would like to do.”
"Her father is something else... Anyway, uhm... you might not be able to help me, but whose to say until... we try?..."
He hugs back, sniffling. "I just... just h-hold me..."
She looks surprised once more, rubbing her hand against theirs, looking down meekly “If… if you want to try… I suppose that we must.” He can tell she is ecstatic.
He rubs their back “Of course, I’ll be here for you, as long as you want me to be.”
"Nothing else to do, isn't there?" he says, beaming and hugging her.
"I told him to rig up a harness..." he says, shaking.
She slowly hugs them back, beaming as well “I… I’m happy you want to try too. I really don’t want to eat you…”
He continues to comfort them “Nothing can be done now, you tried to warn them.”
"It's three copper, and one more for each topping you add." He pulls out a decently sized paper bowl and begins to scoop the mint chip ice cream.
"just the ice cream, please." he sets three copper onto the cart.
He nods, rings up the coins, and holds out the ice cream. "Thanks for the business, pal!"
*I just realized that a character who specifically just wants to sell soda and does nothing else is boring no matter how cool their backstory is... Can't really demonstrate their personality if they don't really do anything...*
She sighs “I bet you’re so warm thouuuuuugh.” She pokes their chest with a claw “Oh well, I suppose I’ll have to find out another way.” She hugs them tight.
“It isn’t your fault, I’m so sorry that happened.”
She sighs “I bet you’re so warm thouuuuuugh.” She pokes their chest with a claw “Oh well, I suppose I’ll have to find out another way.” She hugs them tight.
“It isn’t your fault, I’m so sorry that happened.”
He certainly is warm. he flushes a bit, hugging back. "yeah.. it's... pretty late though, uh..."
"Thank you... T-this is why I love you... you're so wise, and you'll outlive me, so I don't have to worry about losing you..."
Her eyes slit, changing color slightly “Maybe tomorrow then… but no one will hear us this late.” She pokes their chest.
“I wish I could say that it won’t hurt too much to lose you, but that is the curse of immortality, I will love you as long as I can.”
She sighs “I bet you’re so warm thouuuuuugh.” She pokes their chest with a claw “Oh well, I suppose I’ll have to find out another way.” She hugs them tight.
“It isn’t your fault, I’m so sorry that happened.”
He certainly is warm. he flushes a bit, hugging back. "yeah.. it's... pretty late though, uh..."
"Thank you... T-this is why I love you... you're so wise, and you'll outlive me, so I don't have to worry about losing you..."
Her eyes slit, changing color slightly “Maybe tomorrow then… but no one will hear us this late.” She pokes their chest.
“I wish I could say that it won’t hurt too much to lose you, but that is the curse of immortality, I will love you as long as I can.”
"I've known you for like, 4 days." he says, crossing his arms. "We can sleep together, but not sleep sleep together."
"And I cannot thank you enough for that." he nuzzles into them, breathing in their scent.
She rolls her eyes, hugging them softly before lying down in the bed, “Fine… maybe another time. Do you mind if I taste a little bit of your blood?”
He smells of flowers, and of ink, likely from his books “You wouldn’t need to thank me regardless.” He sits back down with them.
She sighs “I bet you’re so warm thouuuuuugh.” She pokes their chest with a claw “Oh well, I suppose I’ll have to find out another way.” She hugs them tight.
“It isn’t your fault, I’m so sorry that happened.”
He certainly is warm. he flushes a bit, hugging back. "yeah.. it's... pretty late though, uh..."
"Thank you... T-this is why I love you... you're so wise, and you'll outlive me, so I don't have to worry about losing you..."
Her eyes slit, changing color slightly “Maybe tomorrow then… but no one will hear us this late.” She pokes their chest.
“I wish I could say that it won’t hurt too much to lose you, but that is the curse of immortality, I will love you as long as I can.”
"I've known you for like, 4 days." he says, crossing his arms. "We can sleep together, but not sleep sleep together."
"And I cannot thank you enough for that." he nuzzles into them, breathing in their scent.
She rolls her eyes, hugging them softly before lying down in the bed, “Fine… maybe another time. Do you mind if I taste a little bit of your blood?”
He smells of flowers, and of ink, likely from his books “You wouldn’t need to thank me regardless.” He sits back down with them.
"Not at all." he says, taking a knife from the bottom drawer, making a small gash on his forearm "I don't know for sure what happens if you bite me... this should be enough to wipe up with your finger."
he leans into them, sighing contently and pulling out a journal. It's filled with inventory listings and prices and other business effects.
She sips up the bit of blood that comes from the gash, though she seems worried about his willingness to harm himself. She shakes, groaning softly as she fall back into the bed, closing her eyes “Delicious…”
“Ah yes, when will you be allowing me to truly take part in the business alongside you?” He asks, reading through the journal while still holding onto them.
She slowly hugs them back, beaming as well “I… I’m happy you want to try too. I really don’t want to eat you…”
He continues to comfort them “Nothing can be done now, you tried to warn them.”
He nods, rings up the coins, and holds out the ice cream. "Thanks for the business, pal!"
*I just realized that a character who specifically just wants to sell soda and does nothing else is boring no matter how cool their backstory is... Can't really demonstrate their personality if they don't really do anything...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cut for Salem.*
She sighs “I bet you’re so warm thouuuuuugh.” She pokes their chest with a claw “Oh well, I suppose I’ll have to find out another way.” She hugs them tight.
“It isn’t your fault, I’m so sorry that happened.”
Her eyes slit, changing color slightly “Maybe tomorrow then… but no one will hear us this late.” She pokes their chest.
“I wish I could say that it won’t hurt too much to lose you, but that is the curse of immortality, I will love you as long as I can.”
She rolls her eyes, hugging them softly before lying down in the bed, “Fine… maybe another time. Do you mind if I taste a little bit of your blood?”
He smells of flowers, and of ink, likely from his books “You wouldn’t need to thank me regardless.” He sits back down with them.
She sips up the bit of blood that comes from the gash, though she seems worried about his willingness to harm himself. She shakes, groaning softly as she fall back into the bed, closing her eyes “Delicious…”
“Ah yes, when will you be allowing me to truly take part in the business alongside you?” He asks, reading through the journal while still holding onto them.
*I am alive.*
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
*And for that I am happy.*
*Hoorah.*
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
*Hoorah indeed, I care very much about you.*
*I care about you as well.*
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
*Wanna rp or something or another?*
*Sure.*
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
*Who might you want?*