His expression returns to normal. He tsks and shakes his head. "What do you think the Great Ones are, Henry?"
His smile begins to return to normal, “Oh of course, Nightmares. I should have realized soon, I’m disappointed in myself for not.”
"Excellent, excellent. You're a wonderful man, Henry. Even if you are half-mad. It suits you, really."
“Oh, you think so? How kind of you, I do think madness is a good color, it’s best I’m off before KK wonders where I’ve gone, it was nice meeting you, and it’ll be good to see you again, soon I hope.” He once again begins walking.
His expression returns to normal. He tsks and shakes his head. "What do you think the Great Ones are, Henry?"
His smile begins to return to normal, “Oh of course, Nightmares. I should have realized soon, I’m disappointed in myself for not.”
"Excellent, excellent. You're a wonderful man, Henry. Even if you are half-mad. It suits you, really."
“Oh, you think so? How kind of you, I do think madness is a good color, it’s best I’m off before KK wonders where I’ve gone, it was nice meeting you, and it’ll be good to see you again, soon I hope.” He once again begins walking.
*Le end*
*Wanna do another?*
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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.
"I dont usually bother anybody, my family's peaceful and quiet. Got my whole life in a box." he knocks on the shipping container.
"I think ya mean Ashmedai, right?" she chuckles. "You got 'im wrapped around your finger do ya? Good on ya."
"Well then, I suppose I owe you a higher level of respect now that I know how intelligent you truly are. Pardon me, ma'adam."
She smiles. “Good to be… what’s the word? Minimalistic.”
“Same guy. And I do hope I don’t do wrong by him. In some way, I pity him, and isn’t pity the ultimate root of all positive emotions?”
<It is alright. Elevation to sapience doesn’t mean feline pleasures become meaningless.>
He snaps, smiling and pointing. "That's it. What about you?"
"Pity is reserved for the weak or less than.. Make people do what benefits you, if ya can. Hope you get what ya want from 'im, you're a clever guy it sounds like."
"I'd be dishonest if I did not say I am plagued by the same instincts." he chuckles, ordering a beer.
Loriche shrugs. “Oh, I just make weapons and armor and stuff. It’s my passion.”
“Thank you! You sound like someone who’s already gained a lot of skill at manipulation. What kind of monster are YOU?”
Thirteen lifts Caramel and sets her down beside him, where she quickly sits up.
"Weapons, huh? I need a butchers kit if you can supply that."
She laughs, bowing her head and lifting her hat. her teeth are sharp. "I make the pretty boys fall in love with me, get 'em real cozy and love me, then I take their money and run."
"Seperatin' us, eh Bookworm?" he chuckles.
“Oh, sure thing. You have a business?”
“Ooooh. Do you kill them before leaving?”
“Bookworm?” He ponders the platonym for a moment. “Not the most creative moniker, but certainly suitable.”
"No, not per say. I just like to prepare my own meals and need a new set."
"Occasionally. But never have I groomed somebody to be my fiancee's potential replacement.. I like that a lot."
"I see you writing so many things.. I asked the bunny woman about why you wrote and read.. she only said it was your passion."
“Alright. What kinds of utensils didja want in it?”
“What are you talking about?! I’m grooming him to become a CULTIST! God, who you do think I am???”
“Oh, you know Saphuno? Lovely. It is my passion to share wisdom with the multiverse.”
"None, just knives and sharp things."
"My mistake, I misread the situation. No need to go all full-cocked on me, sir." she laughs, fixing her hat. "With passion that great, he'll worship you in time."
"Is that her name? I never talked to her more than once. You do it well, i asked for your name and read one of your books."
“Gotcha.” She nods. “Thanks for the commission then, sir! I’ll do my best!”
“I should hope so…”
“Oh? Which one?”
"Thank you so much." he smiles
"Sounds to me you've got a relationship to fix or a man to groom." she laughs, waving him off. "Go on, Mama will be up soon."
"The Theoretic Ethics of Creational Process in Pocket Dimensions."
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"Well, what red-blooded man could resist you, River?" He says, walking in circles. "Going on a murder-date with you, only to discover he isn't the one doing the killing? It seems the obvious conclusion, doesn't it?" He sits down, twiddling his thumbs.
"Wrong, but not a bad idea.." he laughs as he pulls out a syringe with something inside "Not a bad idea at all.. I shall attempt it." He stows the needle someplace he can easily access it, approaching the Nightmare killer.
The man looks up at him, having just finished stomping the CRT Nightmare to death. "Just a routine extermination. Nothing to worry about."
"You enjoy killing these?" he asks as he gestures to the corpses invisible to most. "I have a pesky one in a shed, ready to be snuffed."
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His expression returns to normal. He tsks and shakes his head. "What do you think the Great Ones are, Henry?"
His smile begins to return to normal, “Oh of course, Nightmares. I should have realized soon, I’m disappointed in myself for not.”
"Excellent, excellent. You're a wonderful man, Henry. Even if you are half-mad. It suits you, really."
“Oh, you think so? How kind of you, I do think madness is a good color, it’s best I’m off before KK wonders where I’ve gone, it was nice meeting you, and it’ll be good to see you again, soon I hope.” He once again begins walking.
*Le end*
*Wanna do another?*
*If you want to, I would be happy to, want anyone?*
*Cut for Salem. Puppy sounds fine, you barely rp with him anyway.*
He passes them a spare sandwich “Eat up, you’ll need the strength.”
Wander sits down next to them, moving his hair from his face, “What’s wrong?”
“Tonya, I was blind before I fell madly in love with you, and I still lived, let me care for you sometimes.”
She takes it and raises a bit before eating. "Thanks."
He scrawls in the dirt, My caretaker cares for somebody else now
She sighs and leans into him, shrugging. "I suppose I can.. relaxed every now and again.."
He finishes his own sandwich, cracking his neck before preparing himself.
He watches them before looking to them, “Did you talk to your caretaker about it? Or do you want me to talk with them about it?”
He wraps one of his arms around them, smiling down at them, “It’s the least I could do for you.” He kisses their forehead.
She stands up and sighs. "Well?"
He shakes his head and points to himself and then to the word caretaker
She kisses back, horns locked. "I'm sorry I worry so much
“Step on the circle and we will be gone.”
“I wish I could just read your mind, that would make this so much easier, but why can’t your caretaker take care of you both?”
“Don’t be sorry, it’s one of the many reasons I love you.” He says, finishing his food after a moment.
She does so, cracking her neck
He writes crazy in the dirt
She does as well, and she takes his plate, setting it and hers aside to wash later. She sits into his lap and sighs, getting comfy. "love you, Gin..."
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*Cut for Salem. Puppy sounds fine, you barely rp with him anyway.*
He passes them a spare sandwich “Eat up, you’ll need the strength.”
Wander sits down next to them, moving his hair from his face, “What’s wrong?”
“Tonya, I was blind before I fell madly in love with you, and I still lived, let me care for you sometimes.”
She takes it and raises a bit before eating. "Thanks."
He scrawls in the dirt, My caretaker cares for somebody else now
She sighs and leans into him, shrugging. "I suppose I can.. relaxed every now and again.."
He finishes his own sandwich, cracking his neck before preparing himself.
He watches them before looking to them, “Did you talk to your caretaker about it? Or do you want me to talk with them about it?”
He wraps one of his arms around them, smiling down at them, “It’s the least I could do for you.” He kisses their forehead.
She stands up and sighs. "Well?"
He shakes his head and points to himself and then to the word caretaker
She kisses back, horns locked. "I'm sorry I worry so much
“Step on the circle and we will be gone.”
“I wish I could just read your mind, that would make this so much easier, but why can’t your caretaker take care of you both?”
“Don’t be sorry, it’s one of the many reasons I love you.” He says, finishing his food after a moment.
She does so, cracking her neck
He writes crazy in the dirt
She does as well, and she takes his plate, setting it and hers aside to wash later. She sits into his lap and sighs, getting comfy. "love you, Gin..."
Suddenly, with a snap of Sanviento’s fingers, they are in an underwater castle, in what appears to be some kind of grand hall, though it’s currently empty.
He sighs and stands up, “Just come with me kid, okay?” He begins walking, expecting them to follow.
He wraps his arms around them, moving his hair back to cover his scars, leaning against them a bit, “Love you too, Tonya. Do you want to do anything to waste the rest of the day away?”
His expression returns to normal. He tsks and shakes his head. "What do you think the Great Ones are, Henry?"
His smile begins to return to normal, “Oh of course, Nightmares. I should have realized soon, I’m disappointed in myself for not.”
"Excellent, excellent. You're a wonderful man, Henry. Even if you are half-mad. It suits you, really."
“Oh, you think so? How kind of you, I do think madness is a good color, it’s best I’m off before KK wonders where I’ve gone, it was nice meeting you, and it’ll be good to see you again, soon I hope.” He once again begins walking.
*Le end*
*Wanna do another?*
*If you want to, I would be happy to, want anyone?*
*I'd like to play with Rag, but I don't have any characters that I particularly wish to play right now.*
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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.
His expression returns to normal. He tsks and shakes his head. "What do you think the Great Ones are, Henry?"
His smile begins to return to normal, “Oh of course, Nightmares. I should have realized soon, I’m disappointed in myself for not.”
"Excellent, excellent. You're a wonderful man, Henry. Even if you are half-mad. It suits you, really."
“Oh, you think so? How kind of you, I do think madness is a good color, it’s best I’m off before KK wonders where I’ve gone, it was nice meeting you, and it’ll be good to see you again, soon I hope.” He once again begins walking.
*Le end*
*Wanna do another?*
*If you want to, I would be happy to, want anyone?*
*I'd like to play with Rag, but I don't have any characters that I particularly wish to play right now.*
*Rag coming right up, I don’t have much of a preference either.*
Rag is standing in a field of flowers, holding a rock in his hand, to most people the rock would be considered a boulder. After a moment of seemingly deciding something, he throws the rock as hard as he can as far as he can, and after a moment, it can’t be seen flying away anymore.
The man looks up at him, having just finished stomping the CRT Nightmare to death. "Just a routine extermination. Nothing to worry about."
"You enjoy killing these?" he asks as he gestures to the corpses invisible to most. "I have a pesky one in a shed, ready to be snuffed."
"Ah. I'll be right over there. By the way, you registered? You gotta be at least High Risk to see these (gp)ers, and I gotta ask for legal reasons."
"I'm a Morgan, my family created the registry." he says with a bit of disdain, making his way to the kill room.
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*Cut for Salem. Puppy sounds fine, you barely rp with him anyway.*
He passes them a spare sandwich “Eat up, you’ll need the strength.”
Wander sits down next to them, moving his hair from his face, “What’s wrong?”
“Tonya, I was blind before I fell madly in love with you, and I still lived, let me care for you sometimes.”
She takes it and raises a bit before eating. "Thanks."
He scrawls in the dirt, My caretaker cares for somebody else now
She sighs and leans into him, shrugging. "I suppose I can.. relaxed every now and again.."
He finishes his own sandwich, cracking his neck before preparing himself.
He watches them before looking to them, “Did you talk to your caretaker about it? Or do you want me to talk with them about it?”
He wraps one of his arms around them, smiling down at them, “It’s the least I could do for you.” He kisses their forehead.
She stands up and sighs. "Well?"
He shakes his head and points to himself and then to the word caretaker
She kisses back, horns locked. "I'm sorry I worry so much
“Step on the circle and we will be gone.”
“I wish I could just read your mind, that would make this so much easier, but why can’t your caretaker take care of you both?”
“Don’t be sorry, it’s one of the many reasons I love you.” He says, finishing his food after a moment.
She does so, cracking her neck
He writes crazy in the dirt
She does as well, and she takes his plate, setting it and hers aside to wash later. She sits into his lap and sighs, getting comfy. "love you, Gin..."
Suddenly, with a snap of Sanviento’s fingers, they are in an underwater castle, in what appears to be some kind of grand hall, though it’s currently empty.
He sighs and stands up, “Just come with me kid, okay?” He begins walking, expecting them to follow.
He wraps his arms around them, moving his hair back to cover his scars, leaning against them a bit, “Love you too, Tonya. Do you want to do anything to waste the rest of the day away?”
"Well, isn't this dandy?" she looks around, pulling a lantern out of her bag
He does the opposite, sitting there still
"I'm up for anything.. a nap, reading, cuddles, taking a walk or going outside.." she shrugs, kissing his arm.
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*I'd like to play with Rag, but I don't have any characters that I particularly wish to play right now.*
*Rag coming right up, I don’t have much of a preference either.*
Rag is standing in a field of flowers, holding a rock in his hand, to most people the rock would be considered a boulder. After a moment of seemingly deciding something, he throws the rock as hard as he can as far as he can, and after a moment, it can’t be seen flying away anymore.
*Can I save this for later, actually? I was thinking about Max McAllen and about what a cool concept he was, and now I want to try to make him viable as a character. I've also got a playlist I'm making for him, which should make the process easier.*
*Sorry to let you down.*
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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.
Sanviento shows his first bit of real emotion in a bit, hatred as he spits on the ground, cursing under his breath before beginning to walk around, looking for the prince.
Wander doesn’t look back, instead, Sylvia walks over, offering to give them a ride, whinnying softly.
“Maybe we can go for a walk later, right now, you smell like you got back from a hunt, and I just want to enjoy that for a while.” He says honestly, breathing them in.
Sanviento shows his first bit of real emotion in a bit, hatred as he spits on the ground, cursing under his breath before beginning to walk around, looking for the prince.
Wander doesn’t look back, instead, Sylvia walks over, offering to give them a ride, whinnying softly.
“Maybe we can go for a walk later, right now, you smell like you got back from a hunt, and I just want to enjoy that for a while.” He says honestly, breathing them in.
She follows, using her better sense of smell to sniff out the bastard.
He shakes his head and points to himself and then the word caretaker, standing up and heading back to the lab, stubborn
"And you like the hunt smell, right, I remember," She chuckles and nuzzles into them a bit, her hair in his face.
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*I'd like to play with Rag, but I don't have any characters that I particularly wish to play right now.*
*Rag coming right up, I don’t have much of a preference either.*
Rag is standing in a field of flowers, holding a rock in his hand, to most people the rock would be considered a boulder. After a moment of seemingly deciding something, he throws the rock as hard as he can as far as he can, and after a moment, it can’t be seen flying away anymore.
*Can I save this for later, actually? I was thinking about Max McAllen and about what a cool concept he was, and now I want to try to make him viable as a character. I've also got a playlist I'm making for him, which should make the process easier.*
*Sorry to let you down.*
*You aren’t letting me down, it’s all good man, love you, see you around, hope the idea is what you like.*
Sanviento shows his first bit of real emotion in a bit, hatred as he spits on the ground, cursing under his breath before beginning to walk around, looking for the prince.
Wander doesn’t look back, instead, Sylvia walks over, offering to give them a ride, whinnying softly.
“Maybe we can go for a walk later, right now, you smell like you got back from a hunt, and I just want to enjoy that for a while.” He says honestly, breathing them in.
She follows, using her better sense of smell to sniff out the bastard.
He shakes his head and points to himself and then the word caretaker, standing up and heading back to the lab, stubborn
"And you like the hunt smell, right, I remember," She chuckles and nuzzles into them a bit, her hair in his face.
She is led down a hallway, to a room the opposite direction of where Sanviento is searching.
Sylvia lets them go. Paracelsus is currently extremely worried about where James has gone, but doesn’t know where to look, so she’s trying to use her Druidic powers to try and find them, though she can’t connect to nature very well.
He chuckles, “And I love the smell of you as well.” He lets them, his nostrils breathing it all in, sighing softly as he hugs them lovingly.
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“Oh, you think so? How kind of you, I do think madness is a good color, it’s best I’m off before KK wonders where I’ve gone, it was nice meeting you, and it’ll be good to see you again, soon I hope.” He once again begins walking.
*You were literally gushing about him like, yesterday. I thought you might like to be compared to Mr. Graham.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Le end*
*Wanna do another?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Thank you so much." he smiles
"Sounds to me you've got a relationship to fix or a man to groom." she laughs, waving him off. "Go on, Mama will be up soon."
"The Theoretic Ethics of Creational Process in Pocket Dimensions."
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“Step on the circle and we will be gone.”
“I wish I could just read your mind, that would make this so much easier, but why can’t your caretaker take care of you both?”
“Don’t be sorry, it’s one of the many reasons I love you.” He says, finishing his food after a moment.
"You enjoy killing these?" he asks as he gestures to the corpses invisible to most. "I have a pesky one in a shed, ready to be snuffed."
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2-13-25
*If you want to, I would be happy to, want anyone?*
*Oh.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She does so, cracking her neck
He writes crazy in the dirt
She does as well, and she takes his plate, setting it and hers aside to wash later. She sits into his lap and sighs, getting comfy. "love you, Gin..."
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2-13-25
"Ah. I'll be right over there. By the way, you registered? You gotta be at least High Risk to see these (gp)ers, and I gotta ask for legal reasons."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Suddenly, with a snap of Sanviento’s fingers, they are in an underwater castle, in what appears to be some kind of grand hall, though it’s currently empty.
He sighs and stands up, “Just come with me kid, okay?” He begins walking, expecting them to follow.
He wraps his arms around them, moving his hair back to cover his scars, leaning against them a bit, “Love you too, Tonya. Do you want to do anything to waste the rest of the day away?”
*I'd like to play with Rag, but I don't have any characters that I particularly wish to play right now.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Rag coming right up, I don’t have much of a preference either.*
Rag is standing in a field of flowers, holding a rock in his hand, to most people the rock would be considered a boulder. After a moment of seemingly deciding something, he throws the rock as hard as he can as far as he can, and after a moment, it can’t be seen flying away anymore.
"I'm a Morgan, my family created the registry." he says with a bit of disdain, making his way to the kill room.
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S♡J
2-13-25
"Well, isn't this dandy?" she looks around, pulling a lantern out of her bag
He does the opposite, sitting there still
"I'm up for anything.. a nap, reading, cuddles, taking a walk or going outside.." she shrugs, kissing his arm.
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YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Can I save this for later, actually? I was thinking about Max McAllen and about what a cool concept he was, and now I want to try to make him viable as a character. I've also got a playlist I'm making for him, which should make the process easier.*
*Sorry to let you down.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Cut for Salem.*
Sanviento shows his first bit of real emotion in a bit, hatred as he spits on the ground, cursing under his breath before beginning to walk around, looking for the prince.
Wander doesn’t look back, instead, Sylvia walks over, offering to give them a ride, whinnying softly.
“Maybe we can go for a walk later, right now, you smell like you got back from a hunt, and I just want to enjoy that for a while.” He says honestly, breathing them in.
She follows, using her better sense of smell to sniff out the bastard.
He shakes his head and points to himself and then the word caretaker, standing up and heading back to the lab, stubborn
"And you like the hunt smell, right, I remember," She chuckles and nuzzles into them a bit, her hair in his face.
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
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My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
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2-13-25
*You aren’t letting me down, it’s all good man, love you, see you around, hope the idea is what you like.*
She is led down a hallway, to a room the opposite direction of where Sanviento is searching.
Sylvia lets them go. Paracelsus is currently extremely worried about where James has gone, but doesn’t know where to look, so she’s trying to use her Druidic powers to try and find them, though she can’t connect to nature very well.
He chuckles, “And I love the smell of you as well.” He lets them, his nostrils breathing it all in, sighing softly as he hugs them lovingly.