*Vibin. I introed Aix yesterday so now the drama queen is vibin.*
*:D May I meet him?*
*Sure*
A factory has somehow appeared outside of town. It isn't the normal kind, rusted metal and smoke choked air, rather pristine and clean and made of black metal. A neon sign with bright pink letters spelling out 'BETTER BODY COMPANY' is hung out from. The air smells like orange, vanilla, lilac, and rose. The door's are open, leading to a pristine hall with folks selling beauty supplies of all kinds. A short Saytr woman and a chubby Medusa woman help customers with advice and suggestions of what they should buy. On top of a balcony, over looking it all, a figure watches.
Riotan loves to look into any new developments in town, and is very sensitive to aromas of all kinds, so this is like a magnet for him.
As he walks in, the Medusa woman smiles and walks up to him. Her pink snake hair flicks their tongues as they sense a fellow reptile of sorts. "Hello dear! Welcome to the Better Body company. How can I help you?"
“Oh, I’m just looking around.” He shrugs.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Vibin. I introed Aix yesterday so now the drama queen is vibin.*
*:D May I meet him?*
*Sure*
A factory has somehow appeared outside of town. It isn't the normal kind, rusted metal and smoke choked air, rather pristine and clean and made of black metal. A neon sign with bright pink letters spelling out 'BETTER BODY COMPANY' is hung out from. The air smells like orange, vanilla, lilac, and rose. The door's are open, leading to a pristine hall with folks selling beauty supplies of all kinds. A short Saytr woman and a chubby Medusa woman help customers with advice and suggestions of what they should buy. On top of a balcony, over looking it all, a figure watches.
Riotan loves to look into any new developments in town, and is very sensitive to aromas of all kinds, so this is like a magnet for him.
As he walks in, the Medusa woman smiles and walks up to him. Her pink snake hair flicks their tongues as they sense a fellow reptile of sorts. "Hello dear! Welcome to the Better Body company. How can I help you?"
“Oh, I’m just looking around.” He shrugs.
"Well, if you need anything honey, let us know okay?" She beams and go over to assist another customer.
Theren is putting the finishing touches on the protective amulets he's making for his family.
Leo is bedridden, his veins like fire and having a burning hot fever.
Oliver is eating sweets instead of a proper breakfast while reading up on some new spells.
-new intro-
A knight in simple plate armor staggers through the woods, heading to the tavern. He armor is broken and bloody, his sword the very same. Half of his helmet is broken, allowing some of his brown hair to peek out along with his hazel eyes. A knight with no crown or being to serve, hollow and empty. He collapses, sitting against a tree. His breath comes in short gasps as he tries to staunch the bleeding from his torso.
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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.
Leo is bedridden, his veins like fire and having a burning hot fever.
Oliver is eating sweets instead of a proper breakfast while reading up on some new spells.
-new intro-
A knight in simple plate armor staggers through the woods, heading to the tavern. He armor is broken and bloody, his sword the very same. Half of his helmet is broken, allowing some of his brown hair to peek out along with his hazel eyes. A knight with no crown or being to serve, hollow and empty. He collapses, sitting against a tree. His breath comes in short gasps as he tries to staunch the bleeding from his torso.
*Im going to deal with Theren’s thing later, anyway, how’re you today?*
Ana is doing what she can to help him, making him his meals, cleaning up for him, and when she doesn’t have anything to do, she sits beside the bed, helping him directly.
Merabelle catches them in the act, pulling a piece of candy out of their hands from behind with two claws, “Oliver? Wanna explain yerself?”
They happen to sit at a tree where Grove is also resting. He is awakened by the man’s clanking armor and his panting, getting out from the ground, vines snapping as the empty suit of armor stumbles around to the other side of the tree, and to them, leaning down over them, “Calm down.” Comes the hollow voice, “Bleed flows faster when you’re scared.”
Leo is bedridden, his veins like fire and having a burning hot fever.
Oliver is eating sweets instead of a proper breakfast while reading up on some new spells.
-new intro-
A knight in simple plate armor staggers through the woods, heading to the tavern. He armor is broken and bloody, his sword the very same. Half of his helmet is broken, allowing some of his brown hair to peek out along with his hazel eyes. A knight with no crown or being to serve, hollow and empty. He collapses, sitting against a tree. His breath comes in short gasps as he tries to staunch the bleeding from his torso.
*Im going to deal with Theren’s thing later, anyway, how’re you today?*
Ana is doing what she can to help him, making him his meals, cleaning up for him, and when she doesn’t have anything to do, she sits beside the bed, helping him directly.
Merabelle catches them in the act, pulling a piece of candy out of their hands from behind with two claws, “Oliver? Wanna explain yerself?”
They happen to sit at a tree where Grove is also resting. He is awakened by the man’s clanking armor and his panting, getting out from the ground, vines snapping as the empty suit of armor stumbles around to the other side of the tree, and to them, leaning down over them, “Calm down.” Comes the hollow voice, “Bleed flows faster when you’re scared.”
*Im alright*
Leos eyes are closed at the moment as he shivers.
Oliver freezes, looking behind him slowly.
The knight reaches for his broken blade, still wheezing for air
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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.
Leo is bedridden, his veins like fire and having a burning hot fever.
Oliver is eating sweets instead of a proper breakfast while reading up on some new spells.
-new intro-
A knight in simple plate armor staggers through the woods, heading to the tavern. He armor is broken and bloody, his sword the very same. Half of his helmet is broken, allowing some of his brown hair to peek out along with his hazel eyes. A knight with no crown or being to serve, hollow and empty. He collapses, sitting against a tree. His breath comes in short gasps as he tries to staunch the bleeding from his torso.
*Im going to deal with Theren’s thing later, anyway, how’re you today?*
Ana is doing what she can to help him, making him his meals, cleaning up for him, and when she doesn’t have anything to do, she sits beside the bed, helping him directly.
Merabelle catches them in the act, pulling a piece of candy out of their hands from behind with two claws, “Oliver? Wanna explain yerself?”
They happen to sit at a tree where Grove is also resting. He is awakened by the man’s clanking armor and his panting, getting out from the ground, vines snapping as the empty suit of armor stumbles around to the other side of the tree, and to them, leaning down over them, “Calm down.” Comes the hollow voice, “Bleed flows faster when you’re scared.”
*Im alright*
Leos eyes are closed at the moment as he shivers.
Oliver freezes, looking behind him slowly.
The knight reaches for his broken blade, still wheezing for air
*Better than bad, hope things get better.*
She takes his hand, holding it as tightly as she can be both of hers, looking over to Festus, “Do you know what’s going on?”
Merabelle is standing there, she doesn’t look angry, more interested “This don’t look like yer breakfast, Oliver.”
He puts his hand to theirs, stopping them, his voice echoing in the metal of the empty suit “Stop, calm down, deeper breaths.”
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
Leo is bedridden, his veins like fire and having a burning hot fever.
Oliver is eating sweets instead of a proper breakfast while reading up on some new spells.
-new intro-
A knight in simple plate armor staggers through the woods, heading to the tavern. He armor is broken and bloody, his sword the very same. Half of his helmet is broken, allowing some of his brown hair to peek out along with his hazel eyes. A knight with no crown or being to serve, hollow and empty. He collapses, sitting against a tree. His breath comes in short gasps as he tries to staunch the bleeding from his torso.
*Im going to deal with Theren’s thing later, anyway, how’re you today?*
Ana is doing what she can to help him, making him his meals, cleaning up for him, and when she doesn’t have anything to do, she sits beside the bed, helping him directly.
Merabelle catches them in the act, pulling a piece of candy out of their hands from behind with two claws, “Oliver? Wanna explain yerself?”
They happen to sit at a tree where Grove is also resting. He is awakened by the man’s clanking armor and his panting, getting out from the ground, vines snapping as the empty suit of armor stumbles around to the other side of the tree, and to them, leaning down over them, “Calm down.” Comes the hollow voice, “Bleed flows faster when you’re scared.”
*Im alright*
Leos eyes are closed at the moment as he shivers.
Oliver freezes, looking behind him slowly.
The knight reaches for his broken blade, still wheezing for air
*Better than bad, hope things get better.*
She takes his hand, holding it as tightly as she can be both of hers, looking over to Festus, “Do you know what’s going on?”
Merabelle is standing there, she doesn’t look angry, more interested “This don’t look like yer breakfast, Oliver.”
He puts his hand to theirs, stopping them, his voice echoing in the metal of the empty suit “Stop, calm down, deeper breaths.”
*yep*
Festus huffs and looks to the heavens
Oliver swallows his mouthful of chocolate. "i...uhm..."
"Y-your no Hollow are you?" he asks quietly
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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.
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*Ah, that may be because I am Ra, by day I am god of the sun, by night, I’m dead.*
*I was taking a page from the Mongolian hoards gathering all my boys and jumping everyone.*
*I will be adding someone new today*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*but the sun is still there in the night we just can't see it*
“Oh, I’m just looking around.” He shrugs.
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.
*wanna be allies <3*
*ooooooooh do tell*
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.
"Well, if you need anything honey, let us know okay?" She beams and go over to assist another customer.
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
*Good to hear, I like the sound of someone new.*
*Maybe, depends on my success.*
*You'll both see. Typing up his intro and my characters for the day*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*𓀀𓂁𓂈𓀪𓂶𓅋𓆐𓇵𓇰*
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.
*I have a feeling we both are going to be enemies of all the people in the thread good thing I'll be on an island*
*Characters for today*
Theren is putting the finishing touches on the protective amulets he's making for his family.
Leo is bedridden, his veins like fire and having a burning hot fever.
Oliver is eating sweets instead of a proper breakfast while reading up on some new spells.
-new intro-
A knight in simple plate armor staggers through the woods, heading to the tavern. He armor is broken and bloody, his sword the very same. Half of his helmet is broken, allowing some of his brown hair to peek out along with his hazel eyes. A knight with no crown or being to serve, hollow and empty. He collapses, sitting against a tree. His breath comes in short gasps as he tries to staunch the bleeding from his torso.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*(Analyzes before taking my glasses off) Ah, I wish I could read.*
*Im going to deal with Theren’s thing later, anyway, how’re you today?*
Ana is doing what she can to help him, making him his meals, cleaning up for him, and when she doesn’t have anything to do, she sits beside the bed, helping him directly.
Merabelle catches them in the act, pulling a piece of candy out of their hands from behind with two claws, “Oliver? Wanna explain yerself?”
They happen to sit at a tree where Grove is also resting. He is awakened by the man’s clanking armor and his panting, getting out from the ground, vines snapping as the empty suit of armor stumbles around to the other side of the tree, and to them, leaning down over them, “Calm down.” Comes the hollow voice, “Bleed flows faster when you’re scared.”
*Im alright*
Leos eyes are closed at the moment as he shivers.
Oliver freezes, looking behind him slowly.
The knight reaches for his broken blade, still wheezing for air
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Better than bad, hope things get better.*
She takes his hand, holding it as tightly as she can be both of hers, looking over to Festus, “Do you know what’s going on?”
Merabelle is standing there, she doesn’t look angry, more interested “This don’t look like yer breakfast, Oliver.”
He puts his hand to theirs, stopping them, his voice echoing in the metal of the empty suit “Stop, calm down, deeper breaths.”
(Hi theren)
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
*yep*
Festus huffs and looks to the heavens
Oliver swallows his mouthful of chocolate. "i...uhm..."
"Y-your no Hollow are you?" he asks quietly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.