The Hunters vision slowly dims as he gets closer. It hisses loudly, its maw opening wide
He flips the blades in his hands, pulling up his mask, laughing softly as he begins to circle them “Fun… let’s hope you’re as much as the stories say.” (You fine with regular combat? Or we could do pure rp combat.*
*regular combat is fine. Still tweaking his abilities.*
It smiles, voice like radio static. "Fresh blood...."
Init: 13
Init:18
(Henry probably isn’t strong enough to win, but that won’t stop him from trying.)
"Controls other spheres. Its like a command sphere almost."
"is there a limit to how many it can control?"
"Currently 4."
"seems like a fun project"
He nods. "It can be. just a bit difficult."
"anything I can help out with?
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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
The Hunters vision slowly dims as he gets closer. It hisses loudly, its maw opening wide
He flips the blades in his hands, pulling up his mask, laughing softly as he begins to circle them “Fun… let’s hope you’re as much as the stories say.” (You fine with regular combat? Or we could do pure rp combat.*
*regular combat is fine. Still tweaking his abilities.*
It smiles, voice like radio static. "Fresh blood...."
Init: 13
Init:22
(Henry probably isn’t strong enough to win, but that won’t stop him from trying.)
*Your move*
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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.
"Controls other spheres. Its like a command sphere almost."
"is there a limit to how many it can control?"
"Currently 4."
"seems like a fun project"
He nods. "It can be. just a bit difficult."
"anything I can help out with?
He shakes his head
He nods "then I wish you luck with it"
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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
The Hunters vision slowly dims as he gets closer. It hisses loudly, its maw opening wide
He flips the blades in his hands, pulling up his mask, laughing softly as he begins to circle them “Fun… let’s hope you’re as much as the stories say.” (You fine with regular combat? Or we could do pure rp combat.*
*regular combat is fine. Still tweaking his abilities.*
It smiles, voice like radio static. "Fresh blood...."
Init: 13
Init:22
(Henry probably isn’t strong enough to win, but that won’t stop him from trying.)
*Your move*
He whispers some words under his breath, the runes on his blades glowing as he makes two strikes. To hit:2616 Damage:912
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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.'
The Hunters vision slowly dims as he gets closer. It hisses loudly, its maw opening wide
He flips the blades in his hands, pulling up his mask, laughing softly as he begins to circle them “Fun… let’s hope you’re as much as the stories say.” (You fine with regular combat? Or we could do pure rp combat.*
*regular combat is fine. Still tweaking his abilities.*
It smiles, voice like radio static. "Fresh blood...."
Init: 13
Init:22
(Henry probably isn’t strong enough to win, but that won’t stop him from trying.)
*Your move*
He whispers some words under his breath, the runes on his blades glowing as he makes two strikes. To hit:2616 Damage:912
The first attack hits as the other strikes air. The creature then swipes twice with its clawed hands.
Attack: 28 Damage: 30
Attack: 16 Damage: 25
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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.
"Controls other spheres. Its like a command sphere almost."
"is there a limit to how many it can control?"
"Currently 4."
"seems like a fun project"
He nods. "It can be. just a bit difficult."
"anything I can help out with?
He shakes his head
He nods "then I wish you luck with it"
"Thanks."
"anytime. you mind if I use one of the tables?"
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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
Besides the tavern is a set of door painted in a deep maroon with golden window frames and handles depicting swirling smoke. 6 dogs of different kinds sit near the entrance, napping a bit. They don't growl or bark as they see people approach, moreso wagging their tails happily. Through the window of the door on either side shows a busy theater, Edison lights glowing a warm orange down the red carpeted hallways. Everyone, from the looks of it, looks antique in a way.
A large sign magically stays afloat above the doorway, flashing in bright lights like twinkling stars. The lights spell out the the following:
"THE GREAT TRAVELING THEATER!"
As if by itself, the doors open magically, beckoning inwards for those who wish to take a peek. Everything seems warm, inviting, gentle almost, like out of a dream or something similar. The smell of cigar smoke, caramel popcorn, and warm vanilla fill the air and waft outwards.
Yod looks inside, curious.
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Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
The first attack hits as the other strikes air. The creature then swipes twice with its clawed hands.
Attack: 14 Damage: 25
Attack: 20 Damage: 40
*... does that say forty?*
He skillfully dodges the first before getting absolutely rocked by the second. He disappears in a cloud of mist, moving 30ft back for a combined 60ft before firing his bow twice. 3014 Damage:1312 Bonus damage:4
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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.'
The first attack hits as the other strikes air. The creature then swipes twice with its clawed hands.
Attack: 14 Damage: 25
Attack: 20 Damage: 40
*... does that say forty?*
He skillfully dodges the first before getting absolutely rocked by the second. He disappears in a cloud of mist, moving 30ft back for a combined 60ft before firing his bow twice. 3014 Damage:1312 Bonus damage:4
*Apparently so*
The first one sinks into its shoulder. The creature screeches loudly before attacking. *Con save against fightened please*
Attack: 30 Damage: 57
Attack: 12 Damage: 30
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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.
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
Besides the tavern is a set of door painted in a deep maroon with golden window frames and handles depicting swirling smoke. 6 dogs of different kinds sit near the entrance, napping a bit. They don't growl or bark as they see people approach, moreso wagging their tails happily. Through the window of the door on either side shows a busy theater, Edison lights glowing a warm orange down the red carpeted hallways. Everyone, from the looks of it, looks antique in a way.
A large sign magically stays afloat above the doorway, flashing in bright lights like twinkling stars. The lights spell out the the following:
"THE GREAT TRAVELING THEATER!"
As if by itself, the doors open magically, beckoning inwards for those who wish to take a peek. Everything seems warm, inviting, gentle almost, like out of a dream or something similar. The smell of cigar smoke, caramel popcorn, and warm vanilla fill the air and waft outwards.
The Hodmedod takes a peek inside. He tries to shoo away the flock of crows that follow him everywhere, "Y'all ain't allowed inside! You'd muss thangs up." But a few manage to slip in after him. The scarecrow makes his way inside and his button eyes glitter under the flashing lights.
The first attack hits as the other strikes air. The creature then swipes twice with its clawed hands.
Attack: 14 Damage: 25
Attack: 20 Damage: 40
*... does that say forty?*
He skillfully dodges the first before getting absolutely rocked by the second. He disappears in a cloud of mist, moving 30ft back for a combined 60ft before firing his bow twice. 3014 Damage:1312 Bonus damage:4
*Apparently so*
The first one sinks into its shoulder. The creature screeches loudly before attacking. *Con save against fightened please*
Attack: 30 Damage: 55
Attack: 16 Damage: 32
*May I ask why? I don't even need to roll for the frightened, because he's unconscious.*
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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
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He nods. "It can be. just a bit difficult."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Init:18
(Henry probably isn’t strong enough to win, but that won’t stop him from trying.)
"anything I can help out with?
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
*Your move*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He shakes his head
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*in your opinion what is the best game besides D&D?*
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He nods "then I wish you luck with it"
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
"Thanks."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He whispers some words under his breath, the runes on his blades glowing as he makes two strikes. To hit:26 16 Damage:9 12
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.)
The first attack hits as the other strikes air. The creature then swipes twice with its clawed hands.
Attack: 28 Damage: 30
Attack: 16 Damage: 25
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"anytime. you mind if I use one of the tables?"
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
"Feel free."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Yod looks inside, curious.
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*... does that say forty?*
He skillfully dodges the first before getting absolutely rocked by the second. He disappears in a cloud of mist, moving 30ft back for a combined 60ft before firing his bow twice. 30 14 Damage:13 12 Bonus damage:4
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.)
*Apparently so*
The first one sinks into its shoulder. The creature screeches loudly before attacking. *Con save against fightened please*
Attack: 30 Damage: 57
Attack: 12 Damage: 30
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Isaac sits down and takes out an old book
(history check please)
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
The Hodmedod takes a peek inside. He tries to shoo away the flock of crows that follow him everywhere, "Y'all ain't allowed inside! You'd muss thangs up." But a few manage to slip in after him. The scarecrow makes his way inside and his button eyes glitter under the flashing lights.
*May I ask why? I don't even need to roll for the frightened, because he's unconscious.*
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.)
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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 does not recognize the book
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