*Finally made something to cause an issue for the Black Crown, and as a result and more importantly, the Sins still in town.*
*ooh, fun. I really should use Mary-Anne, the sin of Gluttony, more. Because I really like her character, despite only using her about three times so far.*
*They will be killing some of the sins, at least one of mine, maybe more. They are based off the Dismemberment Song!*
*ooh, fun. Also*
*Hoooooolllld still, my sweet, I’m tryin’ to measure, the space between your molar and your jaw!*
*Yep, that song, they are going to take at least one of the sins apart, and have the greatest time of all doing it.*
*Finally made something to cause an issue for the Black Crown, and as a result and more importantly, the Sins still in town.*
*ooh, fun. I really should use Mary-Anne, the sin of Gluttony, more. Because I really like her character, despite only using her about three times so far.*
*They will be killing some of the sins, at least one of mine, maybe more. They are based off the Dismemberment Song!*
*ooh, fun. Also*
*Hoooooolllld still, my sweet, I’m tryin’ to measure, the space between your molar and your jaw!*
*Yep, that song, they are going to take at least one of the sins apart, and have the greatest time of all doing it.*
*wonderful*
*oh, and in case you were wondering, that is in fact the song that inspired Heather*
*Finally made something to cause an issue for the Black Crown, and as a result and more importantly, the Sins still in town.*
*ooh, fun. I really should use Mary-Anne, the sin of Gluttony, more. Because I really like her character, despite only using her about three times so far.*
*They will be killing some of the sins, at least one of mine, maybe more. They are based off the Dismemberment Song!*
*ooh, fun. Also*
*Hoooooolllld still, my sweet, I’m tryin’ to measure, the space between your molar and your jaw!*
*Yep, that song, they are going to take at least one of the sins apart, and have the greatest time of all doing it.*
*wonderful*
*oh, and in case you were wondering, that is in fact the song that inspired Heather*
A pair of pale orange eyes cut through the darkness and smoke as soft, melodic clinking can be heard.
A strugel with red spirals on his cheeks walks over, dressed in plate armor and a metal top hat. He is armed with an appropriately small axe and shield, all made of strange and beautiful black metal with silvery spiral patterns worked into the steel. He tips his hat to Basil and offers the horse a sugar cube.
The man quickly stands up, pulling out a shotgun from somewhere behind him. With a click of the hammer, it's ready to be fired. He narrows his eyes and snarls "Got thirty seconds to explain who the hell you are friend."
He reaches into the striped coat he has on over his armor, and pulls out a lollipop. 5 seconds. He unwraps it and puts it in his mouth. 10 seconds. He walks over and sits down across from Basil. 15 seconds. He grunts and stretches, before taking off his hat and looking around inside it. 20 seconds. "I'd suggest a quieter weapon..." he speaks through the candy in his mouth. 25 seconds. He pulls out a poster of himself, taken from the local guild's board, and holds it up.
This man is NOT a hunter, and cannot collect bounties. He is a CIVILIAN and does NOT have proper licensing to enter a combat area.
A pair of pale orange eyes cut through the darkness and smoke as soft, melodic clinking can be heard.
A strugel with red spirals on his cheeks walks over, dressed in plate armor and a metal top hat. He is armed with an appropriately small axe and shield, all made of strange and beautiful black metal with silvery spiral patterns worked into the steel. He tips his hat to Basil and offers the horse a sugar cube.
The man quickly stands up, pulling out a shotgun from somewhere behind him. With a click of the hammer, it's ready to be fired. He narrows his eyes and snarls "Got thirty seconds to explain who the hell you are friend."
He reaches into the striped coat he has on over his armor, and pulls out a lollipop. 5 seconds. He unwraps it and puts it in his mouth. 10 seconds. He walks over and sits down across from Basil. 15 seconds. He grunts and stretches, before taking off his hat and looking around inside it. 20 seconds. "I'd suggest a quieter weapon..." he speaks through the candy in his mouth. 25 seconds. He pulls out a poster of himself, taken from the local guild's board, and holds it up.
This man is NOT a hunter, and cannot collect bounties. He is a CIVILIAN and does NOT have proper licensing to enter a combat area.
"...'cause I'm just a healer."
Basil grunts and lowers his weapon, two shells fall out as he swiftly unloads it and sets it aside. "Eh you're right about that I suppose." He grumbles and sits down "What do you want?" He asked.
He reaches into the striped coat he has on over his armor, and pulls out a lollipop. 5 seconds. He unwraps it and puts it in his mouth. 10 seconds. He walks over and sits down across from Basil. 15 seconds. He grunts and stretches, before taking off his hat and looking around inside it. 20 seconds. "I'd suggest a quieter weapon..." he speaks through the candy in his mouth. 25 seconds. He pulls out a poster of himself, taken from the local guild's board, and holds it up.
This man is NOT a hunter, and cannot collect bounties. He is a CIVILIAN and does NOT have proper licensing to enter a combat area.
"...'cause I'm just a healer."
Basil grunts and lowers his weapon, two shells fall out as he swiftly unloads it and sets it aside. "Eh you're right about that I suppose." He grumbles and sits down "What do you want?" He asked.
"Just checkin'. Saw the smoke, saw the signs. I'm surprised no one else found you yet." He puts his poster back in his hat, then pulls out a pair of homemade sodas. "Thirsty?"
*Yep, that song, they are going to take at least one of the sins apart, and have the greatest time of all doing it.*
*(implodes)*
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
*wonderful*
*oh, and in case you were wondering, that is in fact the song that inspired Heather*
“…” She thinks for a moment before shaking her head, “No, it’s okay.”
(I mean, it doesn’t matter to me, do you want someone else instead?)
He stops watering them, leaning down and pushing a little dirt on top of the seeds.
*I did not know that, though it makes sense.*
Aspen looks around at the resort "wow"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Please don’t implode.*
*B u t w h y ?*
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 reaches into the striped coat he has on over his armor, and pulls out a lollipop. 5 seconds. He unwraps it and puts it in his mouth. 10 seconds. He walks over and sits down across from Basil. 15 seconds. He grunts and stretches, before taking off his hat and looking around inside it. 20 seconds. "I'd suggest a quieter weapon..." he speaks through the candy in his mouth. 25 seconds. He pulls out a poster of himself, taken from the local guild's board, and holds it up.
This man is NOT a hunter, and cannot collect bounties. He is a CIVILIAN and does NOT have proper licensing to enter a combat area.
"...'cause I'm just a healer."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Because I care for you.*
Basil grunts and lowers his weapon, two shells fall out as he swiftly unloads it and sets it aside. "Eh you're right about that I suppose." He grumbles and sits down "What do you want?" He asked.
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
*Cut for Salem. Guess you don’t feel like dealing with Benimaru today huh?*
She melts into the kiss, wrapping her arms back around them.
He happily takes the help, beginning to water them just a little bit more after, occasionally just happily looking at Sam.
Marie is lying on the couch in Jax’s home, her snakes nipping at each other as she thinks about something.
"Do you own this?" He looks around "Or... just have a portal spell or something?..."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Just checkin'. Saw the smoke, saw the signs. I'm surprised no one else found you yet." He puts his poster back in his hat, then pulls out a pair of homemade sodas. "Thirsty?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*It is what it is man, no worries.*
“I don’t know, you’re the only thing on my mind right now.”
Once the job is done, he sits back down in front of the plots, “Thank you, that was fun.”
The snakes calm down, all locking onto Jax. She rolls her eyes, “You look good normally, you don’t have to pretend to me, honey.”