“Good, I was hoping you didn’t just go unconscious. I’ll get you something to kill the high whenever you like.” She pushes herself up, looking into their eyes.
After a moment he puts a steaming omelette down in front of them, smiling “Oh, you remember the song. Do you remember where from?”
He makes sure to take his time, trying not to get seen, making his way slowly around corners until he sees them.
"You're.. hehehehe.." his eyes are dilated extremely
"Not at all.." she says, smiling. "Thank you"
Yeruh, a short and wide man with long, messy hair, is laughing with a buddy of his, sat at a picnic table
She puts her hands to the sides of their face, analyzing their eyes with interest, “I’m what?” She asks out of the purest curiosity.
He places down a fork, “Think nothing of it, and it’s just a song I used to sing to you when you were a baby, helped you sleep.”
He hides behind a tree nearby. He takes a platinum coin out of his pocket, taking a deep breath, “You can do this Vex.” He tosses the coin into the air from behind his cover. He fires his revolver at the coin, the bullet ricocheting off and going towards Yeruh. To hit:25 Damage:6+5
*Wait! (Follows you to the window) Do a cool trick!*
*Good to see you again Baalze.*
*No!*
*Good to see you too. I've been having ideas for my power system. What if characters had different levels of Spiritual Sensitivity/Power, ranging from "I basically live in a different reality from spirits" to "I pretty much am a Spirit?" That sounds cool to me. Less a power ranking and more of different approaches. High Sensitivity might make you more able to access supernatural powers granted by your Familiar, but you'd basically be a magic glass cannon. Your choices as a Slayer are any point between Toji and Dumbledore.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Wait! (Follows you to the window) Do a cool trick!*
*Good to see you again Baalze.*
*No!*
*Good to see you too. I've been having ideas for my power system. What if characters had different levels of Spiritual Sensitivity/Power, ranging from "I basically live in a different reality from spirits" to "I pretty much am a Spirit?" That sounds cool to me. Less a power ranking and more of different approaches. High Sensitivity might make you more able to access supernatural powers granted by your Familiar, but you'd basically be a magic glass cannon. Your choices as a Slayer are any point between Toji and Dumbledore.*
*Thats a very interesting idea, I was actually reading a book where in the way characters grow more powerful with magic, they become basically made of magic as they bodies remove all impurities to achieve a point of perfection. That sounds really cool, though I do think some people would find a way to ignore both options and become something, stranger.*
“Good, I was hoping you didn’t just go unconscious. I’ll get you something to kill the high whenever you like.” She pushes herself up, looking into their eyes.
After a moment he puts a steaming omelette down in front of them, smiling “Oh, you remember the song. Do you remember where from?”
He makes sure to take his time, trying not to get seen, making his way slowly around corners until he sees them.
"You're.. hehehehe.." his eyes are dilated extremely
"Not at all.." she says, smiling. "Thank you"
Yeruh, a short and wide man with long, messy hair, is laughing with a buddy of his, sat at a picnic table
She puts her hands to the sides of their face, analyzing their eyes with interest, “I’m what?” She asks out of the purest curiosity.
He places down a fork, “Think nothing of it, and it’s just a song I used to sing to you when you were a baby, helped you sleep.”
He hides behind a tree nearby. He takes a platinum coin out of his pocket, taking a deep breath, “You can do this Vex.” He tosses the coin into the air from behind his cover. He fires his revolver at the coin, the bullet ricocheting off and going towards Yeruh. To hit:25 Damage:6+5
"The note makes sense.. hot doctor.."
She takes it and begins to eat. "Aha! I vaguely remember now, though that was only like a year ago."
It just barely nicks Yeruh's arm, and he looks around for the source, extremely aggravated.
She chuckles, raising an eyebrow before letting go of their face, giving them a kiss on the cheek, “If you say so.”
The omelet is as good as it usually is, though there are some new flavors inside “I’ll always cherish that time when you were so small,” He says, teasing her just a bit.
He goes back to hiding behind his tree, thinking to himself “Crap, welp, can’t run now.” He tosses up two more coins, firing at them. To hit:20 Damage:6+5
“Good, I was hoping you didn’t just go unconscious. I’ll get you something to kill the high whenever you like.” She pushes herself up, looking into their eyes.
After a moment he puts a steaming omelette down in front of them, smiling “Oh, you remember the song. Do you remember where from?”
He makes sure to take his time, trying not to get seen, making his way slowly around corners until he sees them.
"You're.. hehehehe.." his eyes are dilated extremely
"Not at all.." she says, smiling. "Thank you"
Yeruh, a short and wide man with long, messy hair, is laughing with a buddy of his, sat at a picnic table
She puts her hands to the sides of their face, analyzing their eyes with interest, “I’m what?” She asks out of the purest curiosity.
He places down a fork, “Think nothing of it, and it’s just a song I used to sing to you when you were a baby, helped you sleep.”
He hides behind a tree nearby. He takes a platinum coin out of his pocket, taking a deep breath, “You can do this Vex.” He tosses the coin into the air from behind his cover. He fires his revolver at the coin, the bullet ricocheting off and going towards Yeruh. To hit:25 Damage:6+5
"The note makes sense.. hot doctor.."
She takes it and begins to eat. "Aha! I vaguely remember now, though that was only like a year ago."
It just barely nicks Yeruh's arm, and he looks around for the source, extremely aggravated.
She chuckles, raising an eyebrow before letting go of their face, giving them a kiss on the cheek, “If you say so.”
The omelet is as good as it usually is, though there are some new flavors inside “I’ll always cherish that time when you were so small,” He says, teasing her just a bit.
He goes back to hiding behind his tree, thinking to himself “Crap, welp, can’t run now.” He tosses up two more coins, firing at them. To hit:11 Damage:9+5
"Waaait.." he says in a whine, "come snuggle.."
"And i'll remember all the days that you were that small, too- Oh, wait.." she laughs, dealing it right back out
"You're gonna have to try a bit harder'natt if you wanna kill me!" he says, catching the bullet and yelling.
She sighs, and comes over to snuggle them, Nine joining in and getting comfortable.
He cackles with a broad grin on his face “I’m happy you grew up to be like your papa, I haven’t had a good verbal bounty since my pirating days.”
He looks over to them from the other side of the tree, catching his coins before throwing them back up “Don’t want to kill you, just… arrest.” To hit:1726 Damage:10+28+8
She puts her hands to the sides of their face, analyzing their eyes with interest, “I’m what?” She asks out of the purest curiosity.
He places down a fork, “Think nothing of it, and it’s just a song I used to sing to you when you were a baby, helped you sleep.”
He hides behind a tree nearby. He takes a platinum coin out of his pocket, taking a deep breath, “You can do this Vex.” He tosses the coin into the air from behind his cover. He fires his revolver at the coin, the bullet ricocheting off and going towards Yeruh. To hit:25 Damage:6+5
*Henlo :3*
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.
Aspen watches, smiling
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.
*No!*
*Good to see you too. I've been having ideas for my power system. What if characters had different levels of Spiritual Sensitivity/Power, ranging from "I basically live in a different reality from spirits" to "I pretty much am a Spirit?" That sounds cool to me. Less a power ranking and more of different approaches. High Sensitivity might make you more able to access supernatural powers granted by your Familiar, but you'd basically be a magic glass cannon. Your choices as a Slayer are any point between Toji and Dumbledore.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Thats a very interesting idea, I was actually reading a book where in the way characters grow more powerful with magic, they become basically made of magic as they bodies remove all impurities to achieve a point of perfection. That sounds really cool, though I do think some people would find a way to ignore both options and become something, stranger.*
She chuckles, raising an eyebrow before letting go of their face, giving them a kiss on the cheek, “If you say so.”
The omelet is as good as it usually is, though there are some new flavors inside “I’ll always cherish that time when you were so small,” He says, teasing her just a bit.
He goes back to hiding behind his tree, thinking to himself “Crap, welp, can’t run now.” He tosses up two more coins, firing at them. To hit:20 Damage:6+5
He scoots closer, hugging him "Good"
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.
She sighs, and comes over to snuggle them, Nine joining in and getting comfortable.
He cackles with a broad grin on his face “I’m happy you grew up to be like your papa, I haven’t had a good verbal bounty since my pirating days.”
He looks over to them from the other side of the tree, catching his coins before throwing them back up “Don’t want to kill you, just… arrest.” To hit:17 26 Damage:10+2 8+8
*hello my friends. I'm sorry I've been basically non-existant for the last month.*
*I've been having trouble getting on since I don't think k anyone is really interested in my gaggle of gremlins*
*how is everyone doing?*
*Good. Also, pls don't be sorry for that mate*
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.
*Cut for Salem.*
She rubs the top of their head softly, smiling. (Good place to end?)
“Instead of a midget, you’re just a brat.” He says with a smile, sitting down next to them, eating an orange for himself.
He looks over to them, before putting away the coins, catching the ones he threw “Oh no…” He points his gun at them, “S-stop…”
He smiles, patting their back
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.
(Of course, but it’s your turn to pick who you want.)
He chuckles “You’re right, you have my mustache.” He runs his fingers through his hair.
“[gp].” He sprints back 30ft, firing his gun three times, trying to make space between them, using one coin. To hit:17 30 24 Damage:9+3 7 11