*I wanna RP, but I don't know what characters I want to play.*
*I need to start building a setting-type thing again. That should help.*
*ooh, fun! Could iiiiii help?*
*Sure, but I'll need some time to get my basics down. I'll need something for you to assist with, after all.*
*that’s fair! What kind of setting do you feel like making?*
*Dark fantasy western I think.*
*ooh, I like it!*
*It wouldn't technically be a western, but it would be more based on 1800s America than 1600s Europe. I think there's a lot of untapped potential there.*
*Yeah, two hour maintenance my butt. Anywholze, not feeling super great, so imma play chill today*
Theren is sitting downstairs studying in the library.
Oliver is sitting in a meadow outside meditating.
They feel the ground rumble, books fall off of shelves and smoke makes it's way through one of the nearby doors as a High Elf walks into the library. He has brown, silky hair, a little bit of grease in it as well as on his shirt. He's covered from head to toe in ash and soot, wearing goggles that protect his eyes from the ash, though he's completely blinded. He doesn't appear to be particularly fast or athletic, his intelligence is obviously his strong suit. He has a bunch of magical devices, as well as what appear to be pure, concentrated orbs of magic embedded into his gear. Though no sound came, hes probably the result of the shaking.
Merabelle sits down next to them, taking sure not to interrupt them.
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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.'
*Yeah, two hour maintenance my butt. Anywholze, not feeling super great, so imma play chill today*
Theren is sitting downstairs studying in the library.
Oliver is sitting in a meadow outside meditating.
They feel the ground rumble, books fall off of shelves and smoke makes it's way through one of the nearby doors as a High Elf walks into the library. He has brown, silky hair, a little bit of grease in it as well as on his shirt. He's covered from head to toe in ash and soot, wearing goggles that protect his eyes from the ash, though he's completely blinded. He doesn't appear to be particularly fast or athletic, his intelligence is obviously his strong suit. He has a bunch of magical devices, as well as what appear to be pure, concentrated orbs of magic embedded into his gear. Though no sound came, hes probably the result of the shaking.
Merabelle sits down next to them, taking sure not to interrupt them.
Theren is levitating multiple books with one hand while writing in a notebook. "Careful now." he says evenly.
A soft glow emanates from him, all the worry and stress lines are gone from his face as well.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Yeah, two hour maintenance my butt. Anywholze, not feeling super great, so imma play chill today*
Theren is sitting downstairs studying in the library.
Oliver is sitting in a meadow outside meditating.
They feel the ground rumble, books fall off of shelves and smoke makes it's way through one of the nearby doors as a High Elf walks into the library. He has brown, silky hair, a little bit of grease in it as well as on his shirt. He's covered from head to toe in ash and soot, wearing goggles that protect his eyes from the ash, though he's completely blinded. He doesn't appear to be particularly fast or athletic, his intelligence is obviously his strong suit. He has a bunch of magical devices, as well as what appear to be pure, concentrated orbs of magic embedded into his gear. Though no sound came, hes probably the result of the shaking.
Merabelle sits down next to them, taking sure not to interrupt them.
Theren is levitating multiple books with one hand while writing in a notebook. "Careful now." he says evenly.
A soft glow emanates from him, all the worry and stress lines are gone from his face as well.
He chuckles and smiles, speaking with a strong Australian accent "Sorry 'bout that mate, sometimes experiments don't work out."
She begins picking flowers, making them bloom and putting them in Oliver's hair carefully "Ya look good Oliver."
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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.'
*Yeah, two hour maintenance my butt. Anywholze, not feeling super great, so imma play chill today*
Theren is sitting downstairs studying in the library.
Oliver is sitting in a meadow outside meditating.
They feel the ground rumble, books fall off of shelves and smoke makes it's way through one of the nearby doors as a High Elf walks into the library. He has brown, silky hair, a little bit of grease in it as well as on his shirt. He's covered from head to toe in ash and soot, wearing goggles that protect his eyes from the ash, though he's completely blinded. He doesn't appear to be particularly fast or athletic, his intelligence is obviously his strong suit. He has a bunch of magical devices, as well as what appear to be pure, concentrated orbs of magic embedded into his gear. Though no sound came, hes probably the result of the shaking.
Merabelle sits down next to them, taking sure not to interrupt them.
Theren is levitating multiple books with one hand while writing in a notebook. "Careful now." he says evenly.
A soft glow emanates from him, all the worry and stress lines are gone from his face as well.
He chuckles and smiles, speaking with a strong Australian accent "Sorry 'bout that mate, sometimes experiments don't work out."
She begins picking flowers, making them bloom and putting them in Oliver's hair carefully "Ya look good Oliver."
He looks up, making the books go back to their proper spots. "It's alright, just be sure to be more careful."
Oliver cracks one eye open and smiles ever so slightly. "Thanks ma.."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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*ooh, I like it!*
*It wouldn't technically be a western, but it would be more based on 1800s America than 1600s Europe. I think there's a lot of untapped potential there.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Goodnight, everyone*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*See you around, and happy birthday!*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Annnnd we are back ladies and gents*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*:D*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*that took way to long.
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
*Yeah, two hour maintenance my butt. Anywholze, not feeling super great, so imma play chill today*
Theren is sitting downstairs studying in the library.
Oliver is sitting in a meadow outside meitating.
Phoenix is recovering from behind sick, sipping some herbal tea.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Oh, looks like that's finished. Also I'm back, my headache is gone, who wants to start, or possibly continue an 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.)
*Uhh I have a demigod dude I am thinking of introducing so I might play him in a bit.*
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
*ok. Wanna interact with any of these goobers in the meantime?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They feel the ground rumble, books fall off of shelves and smoke makes it's way through one of the nearby doors as a High Elf walks into the library. He has brown, silky hair, a little bit of grease in it as well as on his shirt. He's covered from head to toe in ash and soot, wearing goggles that protect his eyes from the ash, though he's completely blinded. He doesn't appear to be particularly fast or athletic, his intelligence is obviously his strong suit. He has a bunch of magical devices, as well as what appear to be pure, concentrated orbs of magic embedded into his gear. Though no sound came, hes probably the result of the shaking.
Merabelle sits down next to them, taking sure not to interrupt them.
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.)
Thirteen is putting tabs in his journal.
Mauric is mopping the back hall.
Loriche is out scrounging up scrap metal from anywhere possible.
Malafasa is making another tornado.
Eito is training with their shortsword.
Riotan is burning some random dude alive.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Do you want to continue now that I'm back Jobah? I know I took such a long time, and I'm sorry about that, I didn't expect to be gone so long.*
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.)
Theren is levitating multiple books with one hand while writing in a notebook. "Careful now." he says evenly.
A soft glow emanates from him, all the worry and stress lines are gone from his face as well.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He chuckles and smiles, speaking with a strong Australian accent "Sorry 'bout that mate, sometimes experiments don't work out."
She begins picking flowers, making them bloom and putting them in Oliver's hair carefully "Ya look good Oliver."
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.)
*boo!(
*-rapid thudding noises- WAGHHHHH!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*HELLO ARCHFEY*
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.)
He looks up, making the books go back to their proper spots. "It's alright, just be sure to be more careful."
Oliver cracks one eye open and smiles ever so slightly. "Thanks ma.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.