He chews on their words, frowning a bit. "I will admit, thats not the offer i wanted... but, I'm tired of destroying my life and invading on others. Consider it done."
"Did you f-find Him?" she asks nervously.
He shakes his had. "I don't know, perhaps I'll stay in this town for a while."
“Sweet. Hold still.” Rio turns to him and suddenly plunges his fangs into your forehead. However, they sink through you like water and don’t hurt you at all. It’s just an odd sensation.
“No. I’m no detective. But I think there actually is some investigator guy who came to town recently.”
“Okay.” Yod shrugs. “So, uh… who are you anyhow?”
He fights the instinct to jump back, wincing in non existent pain.
"O-oh, okay...." she frowns. "Thats okay... I just wanna keep myself safe."
"Cevin Lyverious of Lindenwald, unflatteringly known in my kingdom as... The Puppy Prince." He says the last words with a pout.
After a couple moments of this, he draws back. “There you go. Simple as that.”
“Well don’t worry, I’ll make sure nobody hurts you! Not in my establishment!”
“I can see why.” Yod responds bluntly.
He shudders, grabbing his forehead. "Really? It's over?"
"Last I heard, you're the janitor..."
"The title is degrading, and unruly!" he pouts again. "Just because i act different, and enjoy certain things, does not make me a puppy!"
“Yeah. Try a spell. All you have to do is, like, clench your brain, and the words and motions will come to you.”
He frowns. “True. But doesn’t mean I can’t do my part to help people, right?”
“Certain things? Like what.”
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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.
Heriot has healed from her battle injuries and is better from it, currently doing some strength training to keep herself in shape.
Tengen is meditating in the forest, a moat of blue hellfire surrounding him as he takes long deep breath, his eyes closed.
Malafasa lands behind her softly.
Loriche walks through the flames absentmindedly, looking around.
They look up at them, getting out of push up position “Oh, you’re back.” She smiles a bit.
Tengen opens an eye, before tapping them softly, considering how close they are “Hello?”
Mala smiles a tiny bit too. “Yep.”
“Hiya.” She says nonchalantly, waving.
“Come to see how I was recovering? I’m fine.” She puts her halberd over her shoulder.
He sighs, taking a step back, the flames following him “Tengen, nice to meet you.”
“Glad to hear it.”
Loriche turns and smiles. “I’m Loriche va Bental. What brings you to this neck of the woods?”
“What? Are you my friend now or something?”
He smiles back at them, though only slightly “Simple meditation, not anything important. Loriche? That’s… a strangely familiar name, but they would be long dead by now.”
Aspen is outside, having a bottle of whiskey while curled up in a blanket before a pit fire. The demigod of sexuality staring at the flames as he hums to himself.
Samaritan is punching a punching bag, nearly breaking the fabric. He looks pissed and is smoking slightly, wisps of it coming off his skin.
James is inside his detective agency, looking over case files. Recently, a ton of folks have been coming by so now there is more than enough for him and his men.
*You think we could continue the ritual from right after the point where Stroth ran off?*
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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.
*it functions as a rapier, a parachute, a stylish accessory you can use in dance choreography, and also it’s an umbrella*
*need I say more?*
*I have to admit, I’m more simple, sticking to things such as brass knuckles and great swords, but it’s definitely classy. If you do it right it would also function as a hooked weapon.*
Aspen is outside, having a bottle of whiskey while curled up in a blanket before a pit fire. The demigod of sexuality staring at the flames as he hums to himself.
Samaritan is punching a punching bag, nearly breaking the fabric. He looks pissed and is smoking slightly, wisps of it coming off his skin.
James is inside his detective agency, looking over case files. Recently, a ton of folks have been coming by so now there is more than enough for him and his men.
*You think we could continue the ritual from right after the point where Stroth ran off?*
*it functions as a rapier, a parachute, a stylish accessory you can use in dance choreography, and also it’s an umbrella*
*need I say more?*
*I have to admit, I’m more simple, sticking to things such as brass knuckles and great swords, but it’s definitely classy. If you do it right it would also function as a hooked weapon.*
*indeed! My next character is going to wield an umbrella rapier and nobody can stop me!*
*it functions as a rapier, a parachute, a stylish accessory you can use in dance choreography, and also it’s an umbrella*
*need I say more?*
*I have to admit, I’m more simple, sticking to things such as brass knuckles and great swords, but it’s definitely classy. If you do it right it would also function as a hooked weapon.*
*indeed! My next character is going to wield an umbrella rapier and nobody can stop me!*
*Coolio, sounds like a fun character design, and I’m happy you are committed to that. Best of luck.*
*I want a battle umbrella.*
*Oooo, we love a tragic backstory*
*A battle umbrella? I love it.*
*hello*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“Glad to hear it.”
Loriche turns and smiles. “I’m Loriche va Bental. What brings you to this neck of the woods?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*it functions as a rapier, a parachute, a stylish accessory you can use in dance choreography, and also it’s an umbrella*
*need I say more?*
“Yeah. Try a spell. All you have to do is, like, clench your brain, and the words and motions will come to you.”
He frowns. “True. But doesn’t mean I can’t do my part to help people, right?”
“Certain things? Like what.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“What? Are you my friend now or something?”
He smiles back at them, though only slightly “Simple meditation, not anything important. Loriche? That’s… a strangely familiar name, but they would be long dead by now.”
*my ADHD brain requires this*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*You think we could continue the ritual from right after the point where Stroth ran off?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*The tism and the ADHD.*
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 have to admit, I’m more simple, sticking to things such as brass knuckles and great swords, but it’s definitely classy. If you do it right it would also function as a hooked weapon.*
*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
*A glorious combo that leads to fun and also chaos*
*Anyone wanna rp,*
*yep :3*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*indeed! My next character is going to wield an umbrella rapier and nobody can stop me!*
*blegh*
*I’m already doing a lot of things but now I want to suddenly try playing mutants and masterminds (dnd but superheroes)*
*Coolio, sounds like a fun character design, and I’m happy you are committed to that. Best of luck.*
*sounds epic*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.