He runs out into the arena, against an opponent much bulkier and larger than him. He bows to show them respect before the match begins.
She pulls them over to her, letting them rest in her lap as she reads. (I'm thinking curse of fire that'll eventually take over her entire body, not sure what'll happen after that though.)
Theren watches from the sidelines, the blood cleaned up from his face.
*At least Leos immune to fire dmg*
Leo closes his eyes, taking a short nap
He seems nibble, touching one of the walls and suddenly turning the material into some brass knuckles, which he uses to begin pounding on his opponent, too fast to hit, and then he is hit, he blocks.
*I mean, she'll just become made of fire probably, out at least her outer layer will be.*
She lets them, petting their head, running a hand through their hair as she does all the research she can.
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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 runs out into the arena, against an opponent much bulkier and larger than him. He bows to show them respect before the match begins.
She pulls them over to her, letting them rest in her lap as she reads. (I'm thinking curse of fire that'll eventually take over her entire body, not sure what'll happen after that though.)
Theren watches from the sidelines, the blood cleaned up from his face.
*At least Leos immune to fire dmg*
Leo closes his eyes, taking a short nap
He seems nibble, touching one of the walls and suddenly turning the material into some brass knuckles, which he uses to begin pounding on his opponent, too fast to hit, and then he is hit, he blocks.
*I mean, she'll just become made of fire probably, out at least her outer layer will be.*
She lets them, petting their head, running a hand through their hair as she does all the research she can.
Theren looks impressed, watching how they fight and analyzing it.
A few hours later he wakes from his nap, yawning a bit
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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.
Theren looks impressed, watching how they fight and analyzing it.
A few hours later he wakes from his nap, yawning a bit
He's brutal fighter, never giving his opponent time to retaliate, and seemingly, somehow magically absorbing the shock of each blow they take.
Ana has gone to the library, and left a note that tell that, so Leo doesn't worry.
"Huh....been a while since ive seen that.."
Leo rubs his face, smearing more grease on it by accident as he goes back to fixing Festus
It's only a small matter of time before his opponent hits the dirt and doesn't get back up. Flynn walks back into the locker room, not looking too beaten up himself, turning his brass knuckles back into wall.
After a while Ana comes back, sitting down on their bed silently, not wanting to interrupt, though something does seem off.
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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.'
Theren looks impressed, watching how they fight and analyzing it.
A few hours later he wakes from his nap, yawning a bit
He's brutal fighter, never giving his opponent time to retaliate, and seemingly, somehow magically absorbing the shock of each blow they take.
Ana has gone to the library, and left a note that tell that, so Leo doesn't worry.
"Huh....been a while since ive seen that.."
Leo rubs his face, smearing more grease on it by accident as he goes back to fixing Festus
It's only a small matter of time before his opponent hits the dirt and doesn't get back up. Flynn walks back into the locker room, not looking too beaten up himself, turning his brass knuckles back into wall.
After a while Ana comes back, sitting down on their bed silently, not wanting to interrupt, though something does seem off.
Theren walks up to them. "Some technique you got." he signs
Leo peeks out from under Festus, wiping his grease covered hands on a towel. "Whats wrong dearest?"
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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.
He seems nibble, touching one of the walls and suddenly turning the material into some brass knuckles, which he uses to begin pounding on his opponent, too fast to hit, and then he is hit, he blocks.
*I mean, she'll just become made of fire probably, out at least her outer layer will be.*
She lets them, petting their head, running a hand through their hair as she does all the research she can.
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.)
Theren looks impressed, watching how they fight and analyzing it.
A few hours later he wakes from his nap, yawning a bit
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Goooooooooooood morning, my lovely entities from beyond the veil! How art thou today?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He's brutal fighter, never giving his opponent time to retaliate, and seemingly, somehow magically absorbing the shock of each blow they take.
Ana has gone to the library, and left a note that tell that, so Leo doesn't worry.
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 AM WONEDRFUL!!! How art thou??*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Huh....been a while since ive seen that.."
Leo rubs his face, smearing more grease on it by accident as he goes back to fixing Festus
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I am wonderful as well! Good to hear you're doing alright! :D*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*YIPPIIIIEEEEEE!!! Would you like to rp from my wonderous cast of characters???*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
It's only a small matter of time before his opponent hits the dirt and doesn't get back up. Flynn walks back into the locker room, not looking too beaten up himself, turning his brass knuckles back into wall.
After a while Ana comes back, sitting down on their bed silently, not wanting to interrupt, though something does seem 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.)
Theren walks up to them. "Some technique you got." he signs
Leo peeks out from under Festus, wiping his grease covered hands on a towel. "Whats wrong dearest?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He sits down and smiles, "It was a family technique, I just made it a little stronger, and don't worry about signing, I can hear."
She shakes her head, seemingly not wanting to speak for some reason, sitting on her own hands as well.
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.)
*Oh I am so devastatingly sorry I missed you before, dear Yvonne. I am doing well, and thou?*
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.)
"Ah lovely." Theren says, sitting across from them. "Mind telling me your family name?"
Leo gently takes her arms and pries her hands free. "Love..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He silently chuckles, before signing "Arm-Strong. I am F-L-Y-N-N Arm-Strong." He shows some pride in his family name.
One of her hands is almost entirely covered in the burn, and seems to be burning with actual fire, though it doesn't burn anything else.
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 think i met one of your ancestors a long time ago." he muses. "Someone who could bend the will of objects with a simple touch."
Leo takes a deep breath, staring at her hands. "Oh my...."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sure, I'd love to! Are there any of my characters you would like?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*You needn't be sorry, it's perfectly fine. I'm doing well as well. Would thou liketh to rp?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
His eyes widen, before touching the bench they sit down, suddenly, out of the mass of the bench, he creates a staff of wood, "Like this?" He signs.
She doesn't look at them, looking down at her own legs, pulling her hands back 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.)
*Good to hear that you are doing well, I worry about you. I would like to rp, who would you like?*
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.)
*Doesnt matter to me! Play whomever makes ye happy*
Theren is boxing in a fight ring, blood trickles from his nose and lips as he circles his opponent.
Leo is tinkering on Festus, the dragon deactivated for now. Leo's legs stick out from the chest cavity.
Oscar is wandering through the town, looking around in wonder.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.