The curse pants a bit, stumbling back. He's not laughing anymore. "Fine. Let's get serious." his arms morph back to normal as he opens his mouth impossibly wide. Small fingers appear in his mouth as he says six words. "Domain Expansion: Self Embodiment of Perfection."
*What save should I do to get you to get outta the domain? Maybe survival?*
She's so close that they are pressed against each other, her head leaning on their shoulder as they enjoy the moment.
*Well, it effects the soul directly, so there could be two options, Wis save to simply resist the effect of the domain, though in most cases that would happen with disadvantage unless one's soul was reinforced, or maybe Arcana? Either way, Benny's out of ki points, so this'll be a bit of a tough fight, but he's got it, he's still at over full hp with his temp hp.*
He smiles happily, kissing her forehead.
*Mk, I like the wis idea so their mind doesn't break.*
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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.
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
After a few minutes, Thorne comes back down with a chair and a black notebook. He sets down the chair across from the cell and sits down. He taps his pen against the notebook and sighs "I suppose we should start with introductions. I am chief inspector Thorne. I have been sent to this town by the Thane Foundation to protect te citizens of this town due to the fact this area is a hotspot for powerful creatures and folk."
He looks extremely bored. "Blah blah blah.." he says
"If you are going to act like a child, I will treat you like one." He said, looking up from his writing in his noteboojk.
"Dont compare me to human filth." he snarls.
"You acting equivalent to it but that's just my opinion." He said, noting down something.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Good." he places a hand over their heart. "Now, what shape do you want to die in."
He gasps, lightly swatting his hand, "Excuse me sir, but i am probably a taken man!"
*Make a con save*
"I dont want you to be with you. I want you dead." he says, madness in his eyes
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"Well you're the one putting your hands on me" he huffs, Reaching into his coat as (whatever happens happens)
After a few minutes, Thorne comes back down with a chair and a black notebook. He sets down the chair across from the cell and sits down. He taps his pen against the notebook and sighs "I suppose we should start with introductions. I am chief inspector Thorne. I have been sent to this town by the Thane Foundation to protect te citizens of this town due to the fact this area is a hotspot for powerful creatures and folk."
He looks extremely bored. "Blah blah blah.." he says
"If you are going to act like a child, I will treat you like one." He said, looking up from his writing in his noteboojk.
"Dont compare me to human filth." he snarls.
"You acting equivalent to it but that's just my opinion." He said, noting down something.
He stands up, against the bars once more. "I'm a Curse. Refer to me as such."
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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.
Uriel is holding a sermon for the start of his church
Clover is painting in an alley, the scent of blood thick in the air
Eito has come to watch, interested.
Riotan was drawn in by the aroma and peers down the street.
"so as some of you may know, my predecessors were killed, which lead to the boarding up of this church. Well, i'm here to replace them." the young priest says, "And while i am alone in my endevours, i would like to say that i will not go down the same way. The goddess Kalibur as my witness, i am here to teach those willing to listen of faith, and of judgement" he keeps a kind smile on the entire time
They see the jester painting some sort of mural on the wall of a building in red
Eito waits and listens until the crowd has dispersed.
“The innovation of the arts is always lovely to see.”
The sermon is short and sweet, preaching kindness but also self defense. Afterwards, the priest packs up some things while the crowd disperses
"Yes, i had a dash of inspiration" the jester grins
Eito approaches him. “Your statements intrigued me. The name Kalibur is one I have never had revealed to me.”
“Do tell.”
"Ah, hello. Yes, she is a very wise goddess, but it seems the discovery of her faith is a new one" he smiles
"My muse came to me last night, told me to wreak creative havoc"
“What is She like?”
“Your muse?”
"She is very kind. A goddess of justic would be" he says
“So where are we going? What’s the plan? Are you gonna try and send me back to the Abyss or something?”
Mauric smiles reassuringly at him. “I don’t think there’s much to be worried about, even if it seems daunting.”
“Fair enough.”
"No. I am sending you to the Outpost to stand before a judge who will determine your fate." he said "My guess is prison."
"I know.." He mutters and folds his arms.
He nods and sits down in it.
“That seems pointless. I mean, the only reason I’m not out of these cuffs already is ‘cause I‘m being polite.”
“Do you… regret proposing or anything?”
Yod has nothing else to really say or do so he just resumes his walk.
"I can assure you these cuffs aren't something you'll be leaving. They were sent to me by Thane himself, his own design." he said, "Meant to suppress your magic and any abilities."
"No no! Not at all!" He said, shaking his head.
Azeral follows him, always keeping a distance but definitely following.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Good." he places a hand over their heart. "Now, what shape do you want to die in."
He gasps, lightly swatting his hand, "Excuse me sir, but i am probably a taken man!"
*Make a con save*
"I dont want you to be with you. I want you dead." he says, madness in his eyes
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"Well you're the one putting your hands on me" he huffs, Reaching into his coat as (whatever happens happens)
10, 24, 17
*Second one passes*
He feels extremly sick as something deep inside him stirs
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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.
After a few minutes, Thorne comes back down with a chair and a black notebook. He sets down the chair across from the cell and sits down. He taps his pen against the notebook and sighs "I suppose we should start with introductions. I am chief inspector Thorne. I have been sent to this town by the Thane Foundation to protect te citizens of this town due to the fact this area is a hotspot for powerful creatures and folk."
He looks extremely bored. "Blah blah blah.." he says
"If you are going to act like a child, I will treat you like one." He said, looking up from his writing in his noteboojk.
"Dont compare me to human filth." he snarls.
"You acting equivalent to it but that's just my opinion." He said, noting down something.
He stands up, against the bars once more. "I'm a Curse. Refer to me as such."
"I will not." He said, watching them "You have a name, I suggest you tell it to me."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
After a few minutes, Thorne comes back down with a chair and a black notebook. He sets down the chair across from the cell and sits down. He taps his pen against the notebook and sighs "I suppose we should start with introductions. I am chief inspector Thorne. I have been sent to this town by the Thane Foundation to protect te citizens of this town due to the fact this area is a hotspot for powerful creatures and folk."
He looks extremely bored. "Blah blah blah.." he says
"If you are going to act like a child, I will treat you like one." He said, looking up from his writing in his noteboojk.
"Dont compare me to human filth." he snarls.
"You acting equivalent to it but that's just my opinion." He said, noting down something.
He stands up, against the bars once more. "I'm a Curse. Refer to me as such."
"I will not." He said, watching them "You have a name, I suggest you tell it to me."
"I have no name. I'm a Curse. The embodiment of all mankind's evil." he says with a smile.
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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.
"Good." he places a hand over their heart. "Now, what shape do you want to die in."
He gasps, lightly swatting his hand, "Excuse me sir, but i am probably a taken man!"
*Make a con save*
"I dont want you to be with you. I want you dead." he says, madness in his eyes
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"Well you're the one putting your hands on me" he huffs, Reaching into his coat as (whatever happens happens)
10, 24, 17
*Second one passes*
He feels extremly sick as something deep inside him stirs
he stifles a gag before lashing out, producing a dagger from his coat and striking at the man three times:
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
Uriel is holding a sermon for the start of his church
Clover is painting in an alley, the scent of blood thick in the air
Eito has come to watch, interested.
Riotan was drawn in by the aroma and peers down the street.
"so as some of you may know, my predecessors were killed, which lead to the boarding up of this church. Well, i'm here to replace them." the young priest says, "And while i am alone in my endevours, i would like to say that i will not go down the same way. The goddess Kalibur as my witness, i am here to teach those willing to listen of faith, and of judgement" he keeps a kind smile on the entire time
They see the jester painting some sort of mural on the wall of a building in red
Eito waits and listens until the crowd has dispersed.
“The innovation of the arts is always lovely to see.”
The sermon is short and sweet, preaching kindness but also self defense. Afterwards, the priest packs up some things while the crowd disperses
"Yes, i had a dash of inspiration" the jester grins
Eito approaches him. “Your statements intrigued me. The name Kalibur is one I have never had revealed to me.”
“Do tell.”
"Ah, hello. Yes, she is a very wise goddess, but it seems the discovery of her faith is a new one" he smiles
"My muse came to me last night, told me to wreak creative havoc"
“What is She like?”
“Your muse?”
"She is very kind. A goddess of justic would be" he says
"Yes, they come to me at random"
“From where does her worship originate?”
”Sounds annoying. You guys should try and draw up a schedule.”
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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.
After a few minutes, Thorne comes back down with a chair and a black notebook. He sets down the chair across from the cell and sits down. He taps his pen against the notebook and sighs "I suppose we should start with introductions. I am chief inspector Thorne. I have been sent to this town by the Thane Foundation to protect te citizens of this town due to the fact this area is a hotspot for powerful creatures and folk."
He looks extremely bored. "Blah blah blah.." he says
"If you are going to act like a child, I will treat you like one." He said, looking up from his writing in his noteboojk.
"Dont compare me to human filth." he snarls.
"You acting equivalent to it but that's just my opinion." He said, noting down something.
He stands up, against the bars once more. "I'm a Curse. Refer to me as such."
"I will not." He said, watching them "You have a name, I suggest you tell it to me."
"I have no name. I'm a Curse. The embodiment of all mankind's evil." he says with a smile.
"I'm calling you Johh Doe then, it's we call the humans who have no names." he said.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Good." he places a hand over their heart. "Now, what shape do you want to die in."
He gasps, lightly swatting his hand, "Excuse me sir, but i am probably a taken man!"
*Make a con save*
"I dont want you to be with you. I want you dead." he says, madness in his eyes
Dice rolls not yet available for this section., Dice rolls not yet available for this section., Dice rolls not yet available for this section. (using indomitable, ignore everything after the first roll that succeeds, if any)
"Well you're the one putting your hands on me" he huffs, Reaching into his coat as (whatever happens happens)
10, 24, 17
*Second one passes*
He feels extremly sick as something deep inside him stirs
he stifles a gag before lashing out, producing a dagger from his coat and striking at the man three times:
Attack: 19 Damage: 8
Attack: 21 Damage: 6
Attack: 19 Damage: 8
His body extends and dodges around his strikes, laughing the entire time. He then strikes 3 times.
Attack: 27 Damage: 51
Attack: 18 Damage: 37
Attack: 21 Damage: 51
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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.
After a few minutes, Thorne comes back down with a chair and a black notebook. He sets down the chair across from the cell and sits down. He taps his pen against the notebook and sighs "I suppose we should start with introductions. I am chief inspector Thorne. I have been sent to this town by the Thane Foundation to protect te citizens of this town due to the fact this area is a hotspot for powerful creatures and folk."
He looks extremely bored. "Blah blah blah.." he says
"If you are going to act like a child, I will treat you like one." He said, looking up from his writing in his noteboojk.
"Dont compare me to human filth." he snarls.
"You acting equivalent to it but that's just my opinion." He said, noting down something.
He stands up, against the bars once more. "I'm a Curse. Refer to me as such."
"I will not." He said, watching them "You have a name, I suggest you tell it to me."
"I have no name. I'm a Curse. The embodiment of all mankind's evil." he says with a smile.
"I'm calling you Johh Doe then, it's we call the humans who have no names." he said.
He slams into the bars. "I AM NO HUMAN! I AM A CURSED SPIRIT YOU FILTH!"
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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.
The curse pants a bit, stumbling back. He's not laughing anymore. "Fine. Let's get serious." his arms morph back to normal as he opens his mouth impossibly wide. Small fingers appear in his mouth as he says six words. "Domain Expansion: Self Embodiment of Perfection."
*What save should I do to get you to get outta the domain? Maybe survival?*
She's so close that they are pressed against each other, her head leaning on their shoulder as they enjoy the moment.
*Well, it effects the soul directly, so there could be two options, Wis save to simply resist the effect of the domain, though in most cases that would happen with disadvantage unless one's soul was reinforced, or maybe Arcana? Either way, Benny's out of ki points, so this'll be a bit of a tough fight, but he's got it, he's still at over full hp with his temp hp.*
He smiles happily, kissing her forehead.
*Mk, I like the wis idea so their mind doesn't break.*
She giggles, smiling brightly back at them, "I don't know how I lived without you."
*It's what I do man, I make decent ideas. Anyway, Wis save:19*
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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.'
He smiles happily, kissing her forehead.
*Mk, I like the wis idea so their mind doesn't break.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(you want to rp wendo)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
"You acting equivalent to it but that's just my opinion." He said, noting down something.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
23, 23, 11 (using indomitable, ignore everything after the first roll that succeeds, if any)
"Well you're the one putting your hands on me" he huffs, Reaching into his coat as (whatever happens happens)
10, 24, 17
*idk how i missed this sorry*
“Isn’t that an oxymoron?”
“Yeah…” Mala helps pick off some of the larger chunks of chitin.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He stands up, against the bars once more. "I'm a Curse. Refer to me as such."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"She is very kind. A goddess of justic would be" he says
"Yes, they come to me at random"
"I can assure you these cuffs aren't something you'll be leaving. They were sent to me by Thane himself, his own design." he said, "Meant to suppress your magic and any abilities."
"No no! Not at all!" He said, shaking his head.
Azeral follows him, always keeping a distance but definitely following.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Second one passes*
He feels extremly sick as something deep inside him stirs
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*jjk characters :O*
"I will not." He said, watching them "You have a name, I suggest you tell it to me."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I have no name. I'm a Curse. The embodiment of all mankind's evil." he says with a smile.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
he stifles a gag before lashing out, producing a dagger from his coat and striking at the man three times:
Attack: 11 Damage: 5
Attack: 20 Damage: 7
Attack: 16 Damage: 8
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
“From where does her worship originate?”
”Sounds annoying. You guys should try and draw up a schedule.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I'm calling you Johh Doe then, it's we call the humans who have no names." he said.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
His body extends and dodges around his strikes, laughing the entire time. He then strikes 3 times.
Attack: 27 Damage: 51
Attack: 18 Damage: 37
Attack: 21 Damage: 51
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He slams into the bars. "I AM NO HUMAN! I AM A CURSED SPIRIT YOU FILTH!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She giggles, smiling brightly back at them, "I don't know how I lived without you."
*It's what I do man, I make decent ideas. Anyway, Wis save:19*
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.)