The droids walk closer. "Roger Roger." they say to eachother
"Stuff like this is about all I can make, well, other than my ability to manipulate my own soul."
Within, barely noticeable until he finishes the glass, is the slightest taste of orange.
Tim turns to them and waves with a smile, revealing under his plastic exterior, is pulsating flesh.
"That's really really cool."
He gags a bit, trying to force himself to throw it up.
The droids look at each other, confused.
"Not when you're forced to tear someone else's soul out of their body. Maybe we can work on making more of these some time."
He laughs at their attempt, handing them the bit of pie "It's not going to come back up."
He stands up, picking up his book, and moving his hat from covering his eyes "Hi! Who are you?"
"Sounds like a fun time!"
He sticks his fingers down his throat.
They raise their blasters but then backpedal into the woods. There is the sound of mechanical wheezing as a blue and green lightsaber ignite in the woods, outlining a hulking mechanical figure.
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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.
They raise their blasters but then backpedal into the woods. There is the sound of mechanical wheezing as a blue and green lightsaber ignite in the woods, outlining a hulking mechanical figure.
"I've got a bunch more back at my shop, some that allow people to summon things, even without magical prowess of any kind."
He stops him, putting a hand over their mouth "It's okay, there's no orange in the pie, it was only a little bit."
Tim looks to the hulking figure with a little more concern, holding his book to his chest as his smile fades. He looks up at 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.'
They raise their blasters but then backpedal into the woods. There is the sound of mechanical wheezing as a blue and green lightsaber ignite in the woods, outlining a hulking mechanical figure.
"I've got a bunch more back at my shop, some that allow people to summon things, even without magical prowess of any kind."
He stops him, putting a hand over their mouth "It's okay, there's no orange in the pie, it was only a little bit."
Tim looks to the hulking figure with a little more concern, holding his book to his chest as his smile fades. He looks up at them.
"I mean, I can control fire. Does that count?"
He gags some more.
"Jedi..." the figure hisses
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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.
They raise their blasters but then backpedal into the woods. There is the sound of mechanical wheezing as a blue and green lightsaber ignite in the woods, outlining a hulking mechanical figure.
"I've got a bunch more back at my shop, some that allow people to summon things, even without magical prowess of any kind."
He stops him, putting a hand over their mouth "It's okay, there's no orange in the pie, it was only a little bit."
Tim looks to the hulking figure with a little more concern, holding his book to his chest as his smile fades. He looks up at them.
"I mean, I can control fire. Does that count?"
He gags some more.
"Jedi..." the figure hisses
"Maybe? Either way, my Materia, thats what I call them, allow people to cast any spell as long as I can make a Materia for it."
"Come on Helios, it's for your health. I'm worried about you." He grumbles, removing his hand from their mouth.
Tim quivers and steps back until he bumps into a tree, stopping.
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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.'
They raise their blasters but then backpedal into the woods. There is the sound of mechanical wheezing as a blue and green lightsaber ignite in the woods, outlining a hulking mechanical figure.
"I've got a bunch more back at my shop, some that allow people to summon things, even without magical prowess of any kind."
He stops him, putting a hand over their mouth "It's okay, there's no orange in the pie, it was only a little bit."
Tim looks to the hulking figure with a little more concern, holding his book to his chest as his smile fades. He looks up at them.
"I mean, I can control fire. Does that count?"
He gags some more.
"Jedi..." the figure hisses
"Maybe? Either way, my Materia, thats what I call them, allow people to cast any spell as long as I can make a Materia for it."
"Come on Helios, it's for your health. I'm worried about you." He grumbles, removing his hand from their mouth.
Tim quivers and steps back until he bumps into a tree, stopping.
"Ooooh. Okay, so its like stamina?"
He shakes his head.
"Your death will be one of many, lost beneath the bodies of your fallen comrades I have killed." he wheezes and coughs
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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.
"Your death will be one of many, lost beneath the bodies of your fallen comrades I have killed." he wheezes and coughs
"I guess, it too a long time to make it work. Oh, I forgot to introduce Collin," He points to the metal leeches who are still enjoying the oil "My familiar, he's got some Materia in him."
"If you won't, I'll do everything I can to sneak orange into every meal you have."
He shivers, cowering behind the tree "W-what's a Jedi? Why do I have to die?" He begins crying softly.
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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.'
"Your death will be one of many, lost beneath the bodies of your fallen comrades I have killed." he wheezes and coughs
"I guess, it too a long time to make it work. Oh, I forgot to introduce Collin," He points to the metal leeches who are still enjoying the oil "My familiar, he's got some Materia in him."
"If you won't, I'll do everything I can to sneak orange into every meal you have."
He shivers, cowering behind the tree "W-what's a Jedi? Why do I have to die?" He begins crying softly.
"Nice. This is Festus. Built him myself."
He snarls at that.
There is the sound of another lightsaber ignition as a man with a green lightsaber protects him. "General Grevious, Jedi Hunter." the man says.
"Jedi scum..."
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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.
There is the sound of another lightsaber ignition as a man with a green lightsaber protects him. "General Grevious, Jedi Hunter." the man says.
"Jedi scum..."
"I thought so, he looks well made. Wait, you're a demigod, mate?"
"If you take care of yourself I won't, promise."
He hugs close, looking up at the man with the Green Lightsaber, his eyes constantly shifting color with the wild magic within.
He nods. "Son of Hepeastus. God of the Forge and Fire."
"ok..."
"Stay behind me kid..stay calm.." the man says.
The General laughs. "You think you can protect them?" he sheds his cloak, two more arms with lightsabers extending. "Your lightsaber will make a fine addition to my collection."
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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.
He nods. "Son of Hepeastus. God of the Forge and Fire."
"ok..."
"Stay behind me kid..stay calm.." the man says.
The General laughs. "You think you can protect them?" he sheds his cloak, two more arms with lightsabers extending. "Your lightsaber will make a fine addition to my collection."
"Ah, I got an enemy with a similar motif. Tries to break me and failed, now that petty [gp] won't leave me alone." He smiles at them "Want a sandwich?"
He nods "Good, now please eat your apple pie."
He looks up to them, "I... I think I can help... if you want..." He says, holding open his spellbook for a moment, unsure of himself.
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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.'
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
He nods. "Son of Hepeastus. God of the Forge and Fire."
"ok..."
"Stay behind me kid..stay calm.." the man says.
The General laughs. "You think you can protect them?" he sheds his cloak, two more arms with lightsabers extending. "Your lightsaber will make a fine addition to my collection."
"Ah, I got an enemy with a similar motif. Tries to break me and failed, now that petty [gp] won't leave me alone." He smiles at them "Want a sandwich?"
He nods "Good, now please eat your apple pie."
He looks up to them, "I... I think I can help... if you want..." He says, holding open his spellbook for a moment, unsure of himself.
"Sure!"
He nods, eating it.
"No kid, just stay behind me!" the Jedi says, going into combat with the general.
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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.
*We just had a kid in the nature center open mouth cough while his exasperated father tried to get him to look at nature.*
(ouch)
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
"That's really really cool."
He gags a bit, trying to force himself to throw it up.
The droids look at each other, confused.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Not when you're forced to tear someone else's soul out of their body. Maybe we can work on making more of these some time."
He laughs at their attempt, handing them the bit of pie "It's not going to come back up."
He stands up, picking up his book, and moving his hat from covering his eyes "Hi! Who are you?"
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.)
"Sounds like a fun time!"
He sticks his fingers down his throat.
They raise their blasters but then backpedal into the woods. There is the sound of mechanical wheezing as a blue and green lightsaber ignite in the woods, outlining a hulking mechanical figure.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I've got a bunch more back at my shop, some that allow people to summon things, even without magical prowess of any kind."
He stops him, putting a hand over their mouth "It's okay, there's no orange in the pie, it was only a little bit."
Tim looks to the hulking figure with a little more concern, holding his book to his chest as his smile fades. He looks up at 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.)
"I mean, I can control fire. Does that count?"
He gags some more.
"Jedi..." the figure hisses
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Maybe? Either way, my Materia, thats what I call them, allow people to cast any spell as long as I can make a Materia for it."
"Come on Helios, it's for your health. I'm worried about you." He grumbles, removing his hand from their mouth.
Tim quivers and steps back until he bumps into a tree, stopping.
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.)
"Ooooh. Okay, so its like stamina?"
He shakes his head.
"Your death will be one of many, lost beneath the bodies of your fallen comrades I have killed." he wheezes and coughs
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I guess, it too a long time to make it work. Oh, I forgot to introduce Collin," He points to the metal leeches who are still enjoying the oil "My familiar, he's got some Materia in him."
"If you won't, I'll do everything I can to sneak orange into every meal you have."
He shivers, cowering behind the tree "W-what's a Jedi? Why do I have to die?" He begins crying softly.
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.)
"Nice. This is Festus. Built him myself."
He snarls at that.
There is the sound of another lightsaber ignition as a man with a green lightsaber protects him. "General Grevious, Jedi Hunter." the man says.
"Jedi scum..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I thought so, he looks well made. Wait, you're a demigod, mate?"
"If you take care of yourself I won't, promise."
He hugs close, looking up at the man with the Green Lightsaber, his eyes constantly shifting color with the wild magic within.
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 nods. "Son of Hepeastus. God of the Forge and Fire."
"ok..."
"Stay behind me kid..stay calm.." the man says.
The General laughs. "You think you can protect them?" he sheds his cloak, two more arms with lightsabers extending. "Your lightsaber will make a fine addition to my collection."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Ah, I got an enemy with a similar motif. Tries to break me and failed, now that petty [gp] won't leave me alone." He smiles at them "Want a sandwich?"
He nods "Good, now please eat your apple pie."
He looks up to them, "I... I think I can help... if you want..." He says, holding open his spellbook for a moment, unsure of himself.
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.)
(does anyone want to rp)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"Sure!"
He nods, eating it.
"No kid, just stay behind me!" the Jedi says, going into combat with the general.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*We just had a kid in the nature center open mouth cough while his exasperated father tried to get him to look at nature.*
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
He makes a gesture, and suddenly there is a sandwich in his hand "Here ya go."
It doesn't have any orange in it, and is delicious.
Tim watches, flipping through his book, looking for anything he can do to help.
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.)
*What a little crap. He should enjoy this time with his father. You never know what could happen tomorrow.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(ouch)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
(hi theren)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
He munches on it. "Thanks."
He eats it quickly.
The Jedi is losing badly the General laughing as he cuts his arms clean off. The lightsaber rolls to Tims feet. "Now you die, Jedi slime."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.