*Going to ask one more time because I want to rp with people, but I don’t want to nag, does anyone at all, want to rp as well?*
*I'm up for stuff, take your pick of my characters*
*I must ask you what exactly your characters are, so that I may pick.*
*I got Uriel, my priest of kalibur, Sozo my currently a thief with a pseudo dragon, my malicious jester, and a few others if those don't interest you*
*Your malicious jester please, I have someone that would be interested in meeting them.*
Clover is performing in the carnival as some may have seen, several people hung from ropes in the bigtop, the crowd cheering and laughing in an odd tone
*Okay so I finally made my insane woman. She has high stats in Acrobatics, Perception, and Performance as she works as a clown (a jester-based clown) in a traveling circus and good stats in Insight and Deception. She is Human, a Bard (College of Whispers), and a Noble (Background).*
*Going to ask one more time because I want to rp with people, but I don’t want to nag, does anyone at all, want to rp as well?*
*I'm up for stuff, take your pick of my characters*
*I must ask you what exactly your characters are, so that I may pick.*
*I got Uriel, my priest of kalibur, Sozo my currently a thief with a pseudo dragon, my malicious jester, and a few others if those don't interest you*
*Your malicious jester please, I have someone that would be interested in meeting them.*
Clover is performing in the carnival as some may have seen, several people hung from ropes in the bigtop, the crowd cheering and laughing in an odd tone
The air suddenly becomes heavy as someone appears in the audience, skin covered in white armor and bandages, cracked and worn with time. He seems old, malnourished, but strong, using his warhammer as a cane as he ‘looks’ at Clover, his breath silent, yet somehow echoing in their ear.
*Okay so I finally made my insane woman. She has high stats in Acrobatics, Perception, and Performance as she works as a clown (a jester-based clown) in a traveling circus and good stats in Insight and Deception. She is Human, a Bard (College of Whispers), and a Noble (Background).*
*The silly*
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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.
*I feel the sudden urge to make a demon that creates a symbiotic bond with humanoids and feeds off of fear caused violence in the world, basically functioning like the Violence Devil from Chainsaw man. Idk though.*
*Okay so I finally made my insane woman. She has high stats in Acrobatics, Perception, and Performance as she works as a clown (a jester-based clown) in a traveling circus and good stats in Insight and Deception. She is Human, a Bard (College of Whispers), and a Noble (Background).*
*Okay so I finally made my insane woman. She has high stats in Acrobatics, Perception, and Performance as she works as a clown (a jester-based clown) in a traveling circus and good stats in Insight and Deception. She is Human, a Bard (College of Whispers), and a Noble (Background).*
*Going to ask one more time because I want to rp with people, but I don’t want to nag, does anyone at all, want to rp as well?*
*I'm up for stuff, take your pick of my characters*
*I must ask you what exactly your characters are, so that I may pick.*
*I got Uriel, my priest of kalibur, Sozo my currently a thief with a pseudo dragon, my malicious jester, and a few others if those don't interest you*
*Your malicious jester please, I have someone that would be interested in meeting them.*
Clover is performing in the carnival as some may have seen, several people hung from ropes in the bigtop, the crowd cheering and laughing in an odd tone
The air suddenly becomes heavy as someone appears in the audience, skin covered in white armor and bandages, cracked and worn with time. He seems old, malnourished, but strong, using his warhammer as a cane as he ‘looks’ at Clover, his breath silent, yet somehow echoing in their ear.
Clover smiles, "I hope you all have been enjoying the show"
*Going to ask one more time because I want to rp with people, but I don’t want to nag, does anyone at all, want to rp as well?*
*I'm up for stuff, take your pick of my characters*
*I must ask you what exactly your characters are, so that I may pick.*
*I got Uriel, my priest of kalibur, Sozo my currently a thief with a pseudo dragon, my malicious jester, and a few others if those don't interest you*
*Your malicious jester please, I have someone that would be interested in meeting them.*
Clover is performing in the carnival as some may have seen, several people hung from ropes in the bigtop, the crowd cheering and laughing in an odd tone
The air suddenly becomes heavy as someone appears in the audience, skin covered in white armor and bandages, cracked and worn with time. He seems old, malnourished, but strong, using his warhammer as a cane as he ‘looks’ at Clover, his breath silent, yet somehow echoing in their ear.
Clover smiles, "I hope you all have been enjoying the show"
The man in the audience chuckles, his gaze unnaturally heavy.
*Going to ask one more time because I want to rp with people, but I don’t want to nag, does anyone at all, want to rp as well?*
*I'm up for stuff, take your pick of my characters*
*I must ask you what exactly your characters are, so that I may pick.*
*I got Uriel, my priest of kalibur, Sozo my currently a thief with a pseudo dragon, my malicious jester, and a few others if those don't interest you*
*Your malicious jester please, I have someone that would be interested in meeting them.*
Clover is performing in the carnival as some may have seen, several people hung from ropes in the bigtop, the crowd cheering and laughing in an odd tone
The air suddenly becomes heavy as someone appears in the audience, skin covered in white armor and bandages, cracked and worn with time. He seems old, malnourished, but strong, using his warhammer as a cane as he ‘looks’ at Clover, his breath silent, yet somehow echoing in their ear.
Clover smiles, "I hope you all have been enjoying the show"
The man in the audience chuckles, his gaze unnaturally heavy.
The jester grins, "Now for my final trick, i'll need one last volunteer."
he flushes at the nickname, turning away slightly. "What is it you do?"
"You need fitting music." he says, strumming some distorted chords that match the energy of the show, somehow playing through speakers. "And I'm a cheap gig~"
"I do parties" he winks, "Well, more so i can do magic."
The jester laughs, "Ah, you are entertaining. Very well, May the Show continue!"
*Going to ask one more time because I want to rp with people, but I don’t want to nag, does anyone at all, want to rp as well?*
*I'm up for stuff, take your pick of my characters*
*I must ask you what exactly your characters are, so that I may pick.*
*I got Uriel, my priest of kalibur, Sozo my currently a thief with a pseudo dragon, my malicious jester, and a few others if those don't interest you*
*Your malicious jester please, I have someone that would be interested in meeting them.*
Clover is performing in the carnival as some may have seen, several people hung from ropes in the bigtop, the crowd cheering and laughing in an odd tone
The air suddenly becomes heavy as someone appears in the audience, skin covered in white armor and bandages, cracked and worn with time. He seems old, malnourished, but strong, using his warhammer as a cane as he ‘looks’ at Clover, his breath silent, yet somehow echoing in their ear.
Clover smiles, "I hope you all have been enjoying the show"
The man in the audience chuckles, his gaze unnaturally heavy.
The jester grins, "Now for my final trick, i'll need one last volunteer."
The seemingly old man raises a hand, beginning to move to the stage, each step leaving craters in the earth.
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*tell me i'll be there when he arrives... don't leave me behind when the sky starts falling.*
*i want to be there. i have to be there.*
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 must ask you what exactly your characters are, so that I may pick.*
*I got Uriel, my priest of kalibur, Sozo my currently a thief with a pseudo dragon, my malicious jester, and a few others if those don't interest you*
*maybe Dadaistic paeans are a poor way to try and get human engagement*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Your malicious jester please, I have someone that would be interested in meeting them.*
Clover is performing in the carnival as some may have seen, several people hung from ropes in the bigtop, the crowd cheering and laughing in an odd tone
*Okay so I finally made my insane woman. She has high stats in Acrobatics, Perception, and Performance as she works as a clown (a jester-based clown) in a traveling circus and good stats in Insight and Deception. She is Human, a Bard (College of Whispers), and a Noble (Background).*
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
The air suddenly becomes heavy as someone appears in the audience, skin covered in white armor and bandages, cracked and worn with time. He seems old, malnourished, but strong, using his warhammer as a cane as he ‘looks’ at Clover, his breath silent, yet somehow echoing in their ear.
*The silly*
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 feel the sudden urge to make a demon that creates a symbiotic bond with humanoids and feeds off of fear caused violence in the world, basically functioning like the Violence Devil from Chainsaw man. Idk though.*
*Fizzarolli*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Gasp, a fellow jester*
Clover smiles, "I hope you all have been enjoying the show"
The man in the audience chuckles, his gaze unnaturally heavy.
*Cut for Salem.*
Mark lets himself be pull, putting his hands “I’m fine, it doesn’t even hurt too bad.”
She smiles when she sees Marie, introducing herself and her connection to Jax, bowing respectfully.
Marie invites the both of them inside, “Sone lovely guests it seems, dear.”
The jester grins, "Now for my final trick, i'll need one last volunteer."
*Wanna continue salem?*
The seemingly old man raises a hand, beginning to move to the stage, each step leaving craters in the earth.