Somehow, the drake lives, not taking anywhere near the damage he should have taken. He does scream, however. Many expletives. "How dare you! I am a dragon!"
She hears the crashing of waves and the rending of flesh behind her. A portal to the Beach has opened. (Unless you were looking for something else)
“Not much of a dragon yet.” He shrugs. “Worse will happen to you soon. Better I than a world that you can’t blame directly.”
(nope that’s what i meant) She looks up around the dark underground chamber and stares into the portal, confused. The ancient pains of this place seem to be made manifest for her.
"Rag said I could grow up to be a hero! I'm going to be a Warrior-Poet like the world has never even seen!" He snarls. He smacks Rio with his tail to exactly zero effect.
Stigmata is on the other side, sitting on a mound of alien corpses. He's crying, mourning as well. Not for one person, but for every malformed Nightmare rotting on this demiplane.
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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.
Wolves everywhere let out a sleepy howl, ushering in the new season; One of bunnies and foxes. Spring has officially arrived, and Sam is now on the clock.
Beyond that, the air changes, and the Mink Gods, and their followers, have a shift in eye color; A pleasant, bountiful green
Sam is more busy, and lets out a stronger, more seedling heating pad like, heat, and has green eyes Jax is slightly weaker, and has green eyes Yuki is no longer as busy, and has green eyes Omi has green eyes Aokiji has green eyes Byren is unaffected
*this wouldn’t affect eito would it?*
*I wouldn't imagine, no. Eito is married to Omi, not aligned with him*
*alright then. want to rp?*
*yis*
Thirteen is going through his papers, agitated.
Mauric is making something with a lot of ground turkey.
Loriche is mourning at Threksos’s tomb.
In the stack is a flyer for Massive Marten Massage Clinic
"You better have a vision." Saphuno says from the door
She hears a ticking nearby
“Wh… who put this here?” He’s now just confused. “This better not be Caramel again…”
“I always do!”
She looks up, not sure who even knows that this place exists.
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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.
He shakes his head, “Of course I don’t, I really am sorry I made it seem I didn’t want to be with you… I just… I’m sorry.” He says, giving them a meek kiss on the cheek.
The cup seems to be insulated so not matter how hot it is, it never burns them “I’ve seen some of those things… I suppose.”
He begins walking on air, slowly ascending into the sky as he surveys for more infernals.
Wolves everywhere let out a sleepy howl, ushering in the new season; One of bunnies and foxes. Spring has officially arrived, and Sam is now on the clock.
Beyond that, the air changes, and the Mink Gods, and their followers, have a shift in eye color; A pleasant, bountiful green
Sam is more busy, and lets out a stronger, more seedling heating pad like, heat, and has green eyes Jax is slightly weaker, and has green eyes Yuki is no longer as busy, and has green eyes Omi has green eyes Aokiji has green eyes Byren is unaffected
*this wouldn’t affect eito would it?*
*I wouldn't imagine, no. Eito is married to Omi, not aligned with him*
*alright then. want to rp?*
*yis*
Thirteen is going through his papers, agitated.
Mauric is making something with a lot of ground turkey.
Loriche is mourning at Threksos’s tomb.
In the stack is a flyer for Massive Marten Massage Clinic
"You better have a vision." Saphuno says from the door
She hears a ticking nearby
“Wh… who put this here?” He’s now just confused. “This better not be Caramel again…”
“I always do!”
She looks up, not sure who even knows that this place exists.
It seems to have just.. appeared.
"That's a lotta meat, man." she shrugs. "I'd like to try it when its done."
She sees Time, well, you know Time. She's come to leave Threksos' hourglass as tribute.
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He shakes his head, “Of course I don’t, I really am sorry I made it seem I didn’t want to be with you… I just… I’m sorry.” He says, giving them a meek kiss on the cheek.
The cup seems to be insulated so not matter how hot it is, it never burns them “I’ve seen some of those things… I suppose.”
He begins walking on air, slowly ascending into the sky as he surveys for more infernals.
"It's fine.. I'm sorry about those creatures." she rests her head in his lap
"Where at?" he asks politely
She follows as a flurry of sand.
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Somehow, the drake lives, not taking anywhere near the damage he should have taken. He does scream, however. Many expletives. "How dare you! I am a dragon!"
She hears the crashing of waves and the rending of flesh behind her. A portal to the Beach has opened. (Unless you were looking for something else)
“Not much of a dragon yet.” He shrugs. “Worse will happen to you soon. Better I than a world that you can’t blame directly.”
(nope that’s what i meant) She looks up around the dark underground chamber and stares into the portal, confused. The ancient pains of this place seem to be made manifest for her.
"Rag said I could grow up to be a hero! I'm going to be a Warrior-Poet like the world has never even seen!" He snarls. He smacks Rio with his tail to exactly zero effect.
Stigmata is on the other side, sitting on a mound of alien corpses. He's crying, mourning as well. Not for one person, but for every malformed Nightmare rotting on this demiplane.
Rio catches the tail and pins it under one foot. “And that’ll make you… happy?”
“…hello?” She walks toward him slightly.
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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.
He shakes his head, “Of course I don’t, I really am sorry I made it seem I didn’t want to be with you… I just… I’m sorry.” He says, giving them a meek kiss on the cheek.
The cup seems to be insulated so not matter how hot it is, it never burns them “I’ve seen some of those things… I suppose.”
He begins walking on air, slowly ascending into the sky as he surveys for more infernals.
"It's fine.. I'm sorry about those creatures." she rests her head in his lap
"Where at?" he asks politely
She follows as a flurry of sand.
He rests a hand on their head and goes back to reading his own funeral pamphlet.
“In the nearby town of Aspen, why?” She replies, just as politely.
Benimaru nearly gets tackled out of the air in an explosion of flame by an infernal who seemed to e hiding.
He shakes his head, “Of course I don’t, I really am sorry I made it seem I didn’t want to be with you… I just… I’m sorry.” He says, giving them a meek kiss on the cheek.
The cup seems to be insulated so not matter how hot it is, it never burns them “I’ve seen some of those things… I suppose.”
He begins walking on air, slowly ascending into the sky as he surveys for more infernals.
"It's fine.. I'm sorry about those creatures." she rests her head in his lap
"Where at?" he asks politely
She follows as a flurry of sand.
He rests a hand on their head and goes back to reading his own funeral pamphlet.
“In the nearby town of Aspen, why?” She replies, just as politely.
Benimaru nearly gets tackled out of the air in an explosion of flame by an infernal who seemed to e hiding.
"What are you reading, dear?"
"Ive come to take an ounce of my God's blood." he sips his tea
"Well that's not good." she slows the infernal
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Wolves everywhere let out a sleepy howl, ushering in the new season; One of bunnies and foxes. Spring has officially arrived, and Sam is now on the clock.
Beyond that, the air changes, and the Mink Gods, and their followers, have a shift in eye color; A pleasant, bountiful green
Sam is more busy, and lets out a stronger, more seedling heating pad like, heat, and has green eyes Jax is slightly weaker, and has green eyes Yuki is no longer as busy, and has green eyes Omi has green eyes Aokiji has green eyes Byren is unaffected
*this wouldn’t affect eito would it?*
*I wouldn't imagine, no. Eito is married to Omi, not aligned with him*
*alright then. want to rp?*
*yis*
Thirteen is going through his papers, agitated.
Mauric is making something with a lot of ground turkey.
Loriche is mourning at Threksos’s tomb.
In the stack is a flyer for Massive Marten Massage Clinic
"You better have a vision." Saphuno says from the door
She hears a ticking nearby
“Wh… who put this here?” He’s now just confused. “This better not be Caramel again…”
“I always do!”
She looks up, not sure who even knows that this place exists.
It seems to have just.. appeared.
"That's a lotta meat, man." she shrugs. "I'd like to try it when its done."
She sees Time, well, you know Time. She's come to leave Threksos' hourglass as tribute.
Having little better to do and possibly having some kind of a lead, he elects to check the place out.
“You can, don’t worry.” He smiles at her. “How’ve you been?”
“Who are you?”
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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.
He shakes his head, “Of course I don’t, I really am sorry I made it seem I didn’t want to be with you… I just… I’m sorry.” He says, giving them a meek kiss on the cheek.
The cup seems to be insulated so not matter how hot it is, it never burns them “I’ve seen some of those things… I suppose.”
He begins walking on air, slowly ascending into the sky as he surveys for more infernals.
"It's fine.. I'm sorry about those creatures." she rests her head in his lap
"Where at?" he asks politely
She follows as a flurry of sand.
He rests a hand on their head and goes back to reading his own funeral pamphlet.
“In the nearby town of Aspen, why?” She replies, just as politely.
Benimaru nearly gets tackled out of the air in an explosion of flame by an infernal who seemed to e hiding.
"What are you reading, dear?"
"Ive come to take an ounce of my God's blood." he sips his tea
"Well that's not good." she slows the infernal
“Just a funeral pamphlet of some handsome devil.” He says, smirking just a little.
“Oh…” She definitely surprised, the last time she faced a godlike being it left her with life long trauma verging on insanity.
Benimaru is able to stop himself, though the blow hurt him. While the infernal is slowly, he puts a hand to its head, and disperses the flames keeping it alive, killing it instantly.
“Understood, if you aren’t around I can handle any of those children, don’t feel the need to worry.” He says with a chuckle, “You are doing a genuinely great service, and your help is tremendously appreciated, thank you again.”
He continues to nod, patting Prospero’s shoulder with his free hand, though he has to reach around to do so, going back to petting the creatures he cannot see, smiling the smallest fraction “A cruel world, with cruel people, you are among the good. I try to protect, but I am not a protector.”
"Of course." He bows. "The work is never done, but I don't plan on using that as an excuse to laze around. I created an age of peace once, and I'm certain I can do so again, and this time without employing mass violence and terror. Only took 1,000 years to get it right."
He sighs. "I know. I'm also public enemy number one according to several government bodies. It's okay if you can't help, but everyone should at least be partially aware of what's going on, right? Or... is that forcing information onto them? No one wants to know this stuff. It's horrible. But it's important."
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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.
Having little better to do and possibly having some kind of a lead, he elects to check the place out.
“You can, don’t worry.” He smiles at her. “How’ve you been?”
“Who are you?”
Said place is in a clearing, and is a large, cozy looking building
"Sluggish until now, I'm glad spring is here."
"Mother Time. You?" she sets the hour glass on top of the nameplate
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"Rag said I could grow up to be a hero! I'm going to be a Warrior-Poet like the world has never even seen!" He snarls. He smacks Rio with his tail to exactly zero effect.
Stigmata is on the other side, sitting on a mound of alien corpses. He's crying, mourning as well. Not for one person, but for every malformed Nightmare rotting on this demiplane.
Rio catches the tail and pins it under one foot. “And that’ll make you… happy?”
“…hello?” She walks toward him slightly.
He squeaks in pain. "I don't know! But you don't have the right to stop me from trying!"
He lifts his head slowly, looking at her with his big, monstrous eyes. "Hello. You're in a bad way."
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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.
He shakes his head, “Of course I don’t, I really am sorry I made it seem I didn’t want to be with you… I just… I’m sorry.” He says, giving them a meek kiss on the cheek.
The cup seems to be insulated so not matter how hot it is, it never burns them “I’ve seen some of those things… I suppose.”
He begins walking on air, slowly ascending into the sky as he surveys for more infernals.
"It's fine.. I'm sorry about those creatures." she rests her head in his lap
"Where at?" he asks politely
She follows as a flurry of sand.
He rests a hand on their head and goes back to reading his own funeral pamphlet.
“In the nearby town of Aspen, why?” She replies, just as politely.
Benimaru nearly gets tackled out of the air in an explosion of flame by an infernal who seemed to e hiding.
"What are you reading, dear?"
"Ive come to take an ounce of my God's blood." he sips his tea
"Well that's not good." she slows the infernal
“Just a funeral pamphlet of some handsome devil.” He says, smirking just a little.
“Oh…” She definitely surprised, the last time she faced a godlike being it left her with life long trauma verging on insanity.
Benimaru is able to stop himself, though the blow hurt him. While the infernal is slowly, he puts a hand to its head, and disperses the flames keeping it alive, killing it instantly.
"Oh, its yours." she chuckles. "Is it to your liking?"
"I'm sure he'd be willing to give it though." he finishes his tea
"Well, that was fun." the body quickens to normal pace and falls to the ground.
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“Understood, if you aren’t around I can handle any of those children, don’t feel the need to worry.” He says with a chuckle, “You are doing a genuinely great service, and your help is tremendously appreciated, thank you again.”
He continues to nod, patting Prospero’s shoulder with his free hand, though he has to reach around to do so, going back to petting the creatures he cannot see, smiling the smallest fraction “A cruel world, with cruel people, you are among the good. I try to protect, but I am not a protector.”
"Of course." He bows. "The work is never done, but I don't plan on using that as an excuse to laze around. I created an age of peace once, and I'm certain I can do so again, and this time without employing mass violence and terror. Only took 1,000 years to get it right."
He sighs. "I know. I'm also public enemy number one according to several government bodies. It's okay if you can't help, but everyone should at least be partially aware of what's going on, right? Or... is that forcing information onto them? No one wants to know this stuff. It's horrible. But it's important."
“Ah, an interesting idea, and if I live long enough to see it work out, I’ll be all the happier for it. You’re willingness to take up respectability is deeply appreciated, I’ve certainly got a lot in doing, especially now, so thank you.”
“An ignorant populace is one that’s easily manipulated by telling a story that can be entirely false, and they wouldn’t be any wiser to know the difference.” He says, taking his hands off the creatures he was once petting and resting them in his lap, cracking his neck, “But that’s just what I think, Prospero.”
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He shakes his head, “Of course I don’t, I really am sorry I made it seem I didn’t want to be with you… I just… I’m sorry.” He says, giving them a meek kiss on the cheek.
The cup seems to be insulated so not matter how hot it is, it never burns them “I’ve seen some of those things… I suppose.”
He begins walking on air, slowly ascending into the sky as he surveys for more infernals.
"It's fine.. I'm sorry about those creatures." she rests her head in his lap
"Where at?" he asks politely
She follows as a flurry of sand.
He rests a hand on their head and goes back to reading his own funeral pamphlet.
“In the nearby town of Aspen, why?” She replies, just as politely.
Benimaru nearly gets tackled out of the air in an explosion of flame by an infernal who seemed to e hiding.
"What are you reading, dear?"
"Ive come to take an ounce of my God's blood." he sips his tea
"Well that's not good." she slows the infernal
“Just a funeral pamphlet of some handsome devil.” He says, smirking just a little.
“Oh…” She definitely surprised, the last time she faced a godlike being it left her with life long trauma verging on insanity.
Benimaru is able to stop himself, though the blow hurt him. While the infernal is slowly, he puts a hand to its head, and disperses the flames keeping it alive, killing it instantly.
"Oh, its yours." she chuckles. "Is it to your liking?"
"I'm sure he'd be willing to give it though." he finishes his tea
"Well, that was fun." the body quickens to normal pace and falls to the ground.
He chuckles with them, “Certainly flattering, I see Sanviento got emotional when I died, much more than I’ve seen from him in years.”
She sighs, smiling at that can taking back the cup to clean it “Sounds like, a lot. I’m Camilla by the way.”
He looks over to them, feeling at one of his cracked ribs, “Are you doing this because it’s fun?” He asks sharply.
"Rag said I could grow up to be a hero! I'm going to be a Warrior-Poet like the world has never even seen!" He snarls. He smacks Rio with his tail to exactly zero effect.
Stigmata is on the other side, sitting on a mound of alien corpses. He's crying, mourning as well. Not for one person, but for every malformed Nightmare rotting on this demiplane.
Rio catches the tail and pins it under one foot. “And that’ll make you… happy?”
“…hello?” She walks toward him slightly.
He squeaks in pain. "I don't know! But you don't have the right to stop me from trying!"
He lifts his head slowly, looking at her with his big, monstrous eyes. "Hello. You're in a bad way."
“I never said I was gonna do that. I just wanted to make someone regret waking up today.”
“Yeah? So what?”
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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.
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"Rag said I could grow up to be a hero! I'm going to be a Warrior-Poet like the world has never even seen!" He snarls. He smacks Rio with his tail to exactly zero effect.
Stigmata is on the other side, sitting on a mound of alien corpses. He's crying, mourning as well. Not for one person, but for every malformed Nightmare rotting on this demiplane.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Wh… who put this here?” He’s now just confused. “This better not be Caramel again…”
“I always do!”
She looks up, not sure who even knows that this place exists.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Cut for Salem.*
He shakes his head, “Of course I don’t, I really am sorry I made it seem I didn’t want to be with you… I just… I’m sorry.” He says, giving them a meek kiss on the cheek.
The cup seems to be insulated so not matter how hot it is, it never burns them “I’ve seen some of those things… I suppose.”
He begins walking on air, slowly ascending into the sky as he surveys for more infernals.
It seems to have just.. appeared.
"That's a lotta meat, man." she shrugs. "I'd like to try it when its done."
She sees Time, well, you know Time. She's come to leave Threksos' hourglass as tribute.
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"It's fine.. I'm sorry about those creatures." she rests her head in his lap
"Where at?" he asks politely
She follows as a flurry of sand.
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2-13-25
Rio catches the tail and pins it under one foot. “And that’ll make you… happy?”
“…hello?” She walks toward him slightly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He rests a hand on their head and goes back to reading his own funeral pamphlet.
“In the nearby town of Aspen, why?” She replies, just as politely.
Benimaru nearly gets tackled out of the air in an explosion of flame by an infernal who seemed to e hiding.
*Jobah, I would like to ask you if you would like to rp? Would that be allowed?*
"What are you reading, dear?"
"Ive come to take an ounce of my God's blood." he sips his tea
"Well that's not good." she slows the infernal
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2-13-25
Having little better to do and possibly having some kind of a lead, he elects to check the place out.
“You can, don’t worry.” He smiles at her. “How’ve you been?”
“Who are you?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Just a funeral pamphlet of some handsome devil.” He says, smirking just a little.
“Oh…” She definitely surprised, the last time she faced a godlike being it left her with life long trauma verging on insanity.
Benimaru is able to stop himself, though the blow hurt him. While the infernal is slowly, he puts a hand to its head, and disperses the flames keeping it alive, killing it instantly.
"Of course." He bows. "The work is never done, but I don't plan on using that as an excuse to laze around. I created an age of peace once, and I'm certain I can do so again, and this time without employing mass violence and terror. Only took 1,000 years to get it right."
He sighs. "I know. I'm also public enemy number one according to several government bodies. It's okay if you can't help, but everyone should at least be partially aware of what's going on, right? Or... is that forcing information onto them? No one wants to know this stuff. It's horrible. But it's important."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Said place is in a clearing, and is a large, cozy looking building
"Sluggish until now, I'm glad spring is here."
"Mother Time. You?" she sets the hour glass on top of the nameplate
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2-13-25
He squeaks in pain. "I don't know! But you don't have the right to stop me from trying!"
He lifts his head slowly, looking at her with his big, monstrous eyes. "Hello. You're in a bad way."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Oh, its yours." she chuckles. "Is it to your liking?"
"I'm sure he'd be willing to give it though." he finishes his tea
"Well, that was fun." the body quickens to normal pace and falls to the ground.
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2-13-25
“Ah, an interesting idea, and if I live long enough to see it work out, I’ll be all the happier for it. You’re willingness to take up respectability is deeply appreciated, I’ve certainly got a lot in doing, especially now, so thank you.”
“An ignorant populace is one that’s easily manipulated by telling a story that can be entirely false, and they wouldn’t be any wiser to know the difference.” He says, taking his hands off the creatures he was once petting and resting them in his lap, cracking his neck, “But that’s just what I think, Prospero.”
He enters, a bit wary.
“Really? How come?”
“I’m Loriche… How’d you get down here?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*baal? Wanna rp?*
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He chuckles with them, “Certainly flattering, I see Sanviento got emotional when I died, much more than I’ve seen from him in years.”
She sighs, smiling at that can taking back the cup to clean it “Sounds like, a lot. I’m Camilla by the way.”
He looks over to them, feeling at one of his cracked ribs, “Are you doing this because it’s fun?” He asks sharply.
“I never said I was gonna do that. I just wanted to make someone regret waking up today.”
“Yeah? So what?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.