In the distant cloudy haze of the day, the sound of something in the sky moving can be heard from above. It grows louder and ever louder still as something parts the clouds, an absolutely massive airship, big enough to house an entire brigade, with people all over it working on little bits of futuristic machinery to keep the thing floating in the air. People can be seen as specks running around, doing whatever they can to help as well as what appears to be the remains of what must have been several monsters that compare to Tarrasques in size. On the side of this incredible vessel, written in bright golden paint, though a bit messy, are the words ‘8th Brigade’ and in smaller words, only able to be seen as the sky ship lowers are the words ‘Monster Hunters’.
Once they touch ground in an open field, some people begin to come off the ship, tying it to the ground with many ropes, working with the most effective techniques they can muster, working together. The captain begins commanding people, preparing this to be their place to stay for a while and set up a branch of the Monster Hunter’s Guild in this region.
Someone else jumps off of the ship, wearing a massive backpack, followed close behind by their Palico, who looks just as enthusiastic to be in this new location as their partner, incredibly enthusiastic. An orc of moderately large size and bulk from what can be seen through the outlines of his clothes. On the sides of the backpack are an absolute arsenal of different weapons. He looks like a bright eyed and bushy tailed recruit, but by the way the others look at him, he must be an expert of some degree. He runs into town, looking at everything he can see, his Black Palico following right behind.
In the distant cloudy haze of the day, the sound of something in the sky moving can be heard from above. It grows louder and ever louder still as something parts the clouds, an absolutely massive airship, big enough to house an entire brigade, with people all over it working on little bits of futuristic machinery to keep the thing floating in the air. People can be seen as specks running around, doing whatever they can to help as well as what appears to be the remains of what must have been several monsters that compare to Tarrasques in size. On the side of this incredible vessel, written in bright golden paint, though a bit messy, are the words ‘8th Brigade’ and in smaller words, only able to be seen as the sky ship lowers are the words ‘Monster Hunters’.
Once they touch ground in an open field, some people begin to come off the ship, tying it to the ground with many ropes, working with the most effective techniques they can muster, working together. The captain begins commanding people, preparing this to be their place to stay for a while and set up a branch of the Monster Hunter’s Guild in this region.
Someone else jumps off of the ship, wearing a massive backpack, followed close behind by their Palico, who looks just as enthusiastic to be in this new location as their partner, incredibly enthusiastic. An orc of moderately large size and bulk from what can be seen through the outlines of his clothes. On the sides of the backpack are an absolute arsenal of different weapons. He looks like a bright eyed and bushy tailed recruit, but by the way the others look at him, he must be an expert of some degree. He runs into town, looking at everything he can see, his Black Palico following right behind.
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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.'
In the distant cloudy haze of the day, the sound of something in the sky moving can be heard from above. It grows louder and ever louder still as something parts the clouds, an absolutely massive airship, big enough to house an entire brigade, with people all over it working on little bits of futuristic machinery to keep the thing floating in the air. People can be seen as specks running around, doing whatever they can to help as well as what appears to be the remains of what must have been several monsters that compare to Tarrasques in size. On the side of this incredible vessel, written in bright golden paint, though a bit messy, are the words ‘8th Brigade’ and in smaller words, only able to be seen as the sky ship lowers are the words ‘Monster Hunters’.
Once they touch ground in an open field, some people begin to come off the ship, tying it to the ground with many ropes, working with the most effective techniques they can muster, working together. The captain begins commanding people, preparing this to be their place to stay for a while and set up a branch of the Monster Hunter’s Guild in this region.
Someone else jumps off of the ship, wearing a massive backpack, followed close behind by their Palico, who looks just as enthusiastic to be in this new location as their partner, incredibly enthusiastic. An orc of moderately large size and bulk from what can be seen through the outlines of his clothes. On the sides of the backpack are an absolute arsenal of different weapons. He looks like a bright eyed and bushy tailed recruit, but by the way the others look at him, he must be an expert of some degree. He runs into town, looking at everything he can see, his Black Palico following right behind.
*Oh wow, thats really cool*
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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
In the distant cloudy haze of the day, the sound of something in the sky moving can be heard from above. It grows louder and ever louder still as something parts the clouds, an absolutely massive airship, big enough to house an entire brigade, with people all over it working on little bits of futuristic machinery to keep the thing floating in the air. People can be seen as specks running around, doing whatever they can to help as well as what appears to be the remains of what must have been several monsters that compare to Tarrasques in size. On the side of this incredible vessel, written in bright golden paint, though a bit messy, are the words ‘8th Brigade’ and in smaller words, only able to be seen as the sky ship lowers are the words ‘Monster Hunters’.
Once they touch ground in an open field, some people begin to come off the ship, tying it to the ground with many ropes, working with the most effective techniques they can muster, working together. The captain begins commanding people, preparing this to be their place to stay for a while and set up a branch of the Monster Hunter’s Guild in this region.
Someone else jumps off of the ship, wearing a massive backpack, followed close behind by their Palico, who looks just as enthusiastic to be in this new location as their partner, incredibly enthusiastic. An orc of moderately large size and bulk from what can be seen through the outlines of his clothes. On the sides of the backpack are an absolute arsenal of different weapons. He looks like a bright eyed and bushy tailed recruit, but by the way the others look at him, he must be an expert of some degree. He runs into town, looking at everything he can see, his Black Palico following right behind.
*Oh wow, thats really cool*
*Thank you, took me about 7 minutes to write up, wanna rp with it?*
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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.'
In the distant cloudy haze of the day, the sound of something in the sky moving can be heard from above. It grows louder and ever louder still as something parts the clouds, an absolutely massive airship, big enough to house an entire brigade, with people all over it working on little bits of futuristic machinery to keep the thing floating in the air. People can be seen as specks running around, doing whatever they can to help as well as what appears to be the remains of what must have been several monsters that compare to Tarrasques in size. On the side of this incredible vessel, written in bright golden paint, though a bit messy, are the words ‘8th Brigade’ and in smaller words, only able to be seen as the sky ship lowers are the words ‘Monster Hunters’.
Once they touch ground in an open field, some people begin to come off the ship, tying it to the ground with many ropes, working with the most effective techniques they can muster, working together. The captain begins commanding people, preparing this to be their place to stay for a while and set up a branch of the Monster Hunter’s Guild in this region.
Someone else jumps off of the ship, wearing a massive backpack, followed close behind by their Palico, who looks just as enthusiastic to be in this new location as their partner, incredibly enthusiastic. An orc of moderately large size and bulk from what can be seen through the outlines of his clothes. On the sides of the backpack are an absolute arsenal of different weapons. He looks like a bright eyed and bushy tailed recruit, but by the way the others look at him, he must be an expert of some degree. He runs into town, looking at everything he can see, his Black Palico following right behind.
*Oh wow, thats really cool*
*Thank you, took me about 7 minutes to write up, wanna rp with it?*
*maybe tmr, im running low on social battery rn*
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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.
She drops from the bar, walking over to them "Leo, it's okay to look at me, we're getting married." She says, sitting her chin on his shoulder.
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 blushes. "I-i-i know.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"If you know, why are you so scared?" She rubs the other side of his face.
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'm not...just...just not used to having someone to look at.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She smiles, "You better get used to it, I look good for you." She gives them a kiss on the cheek before returning to her workout.
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.)
*Also, here, have a new character.*
In the distant cloudy haze of the day, the sound of something in the sky moving can be heard from above. It grows louder and ever louder still as something parts the clouds, an absolutely massive airship, big enough to house an entire brigade, with people all over it working on little bits of futuristic machinery to keep the thing floating in the air. People can be seen as specks running around, doing whatever they can to help as well as what appears to be the remains of what must have been several monsters that compare to Tarrasques in size. On the side of this incredible vessel, written in bright golden paint, though a bit messy, are the words ‘8th Brigade’ and in smaller words, only able to be seen as the sky ship lowers are the words ‘Monster Hunters’.
Once they touch ground in an open field, some people begin to come off the ship, tying it to the ground with many ropes, working with the most effective techniques they can muster, working together. The captain begins commanding people, preparing this to be their place to stay for a while and set up a branch of the Monster Hunter’s Guild in this region.
Someone else jumps off of the ship, wearing a massive backpack, followed close behind by their Palico, who looks just as enthusiastic to be in this new location as their partner, incredibly enthusiastic. An orc of moderately large size and bulk from what can be seen through the outlines of his clothes. On the sides of the backpack are an absolute arsenal of different weapons. He looks like a bright eyed and bushy tailed recruit, but by the way the others look at him, he must be an expert of some degree. He runs into town, looking at everything he can see, his Black Palico following right behind.
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 lets out a sputter and goes red, staring after her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She does some simple things, nothing too complex to just stay in shape.
*Did you see the intro I made?*
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 keeps watching, blushing up a storm
*no i didnt, sorry :[ *
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I can repost if you want to see it.*
She eventually finishes up, glistening with sweat, muscle bulging just a bit.
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.)
*yesh please*
Leo fidgets with his hands as he looks away
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I'll go get it.*
"Honey, come on." She says, giving them a kiss on the cheek and beginning to towel off.
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.)
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.)
Leo looks back at her, fidgeting even more with his hands
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Oh wow, thats really cool*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(I have no idea what monster hunter is)
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
*Thank you, took me about 7 minutes to write up, wanna rp with it?*
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.)
She takes their hands in hers, wrapping them around her, wrapping hers around 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.)
*maybe tmr, im running low on social battery rn*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Leo looks up at her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.