Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
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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.
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
"Please... please..." Riotan mutters. He removes his dental sheaths and lets some of his glowing venom pool in the palm of his hand. "This stuff is only deadly intravenously... but it should induce vomiting... just swallow it please..." He lets the fluid drip into Mac's mouth.
"Cook 'em and feed 'em to Clover and Home."
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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.
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
"Please... please..." Riotan mutters. He removes his dental sheaths and lets some of his glowing venom pool in the palm of his hand. "This stuff is only deadly intravenously... but it should induce vomiting... just swallow it please..." He lets the fluid drip into Mac's mouth.
"Cook 'em and feed 'em to Clover and Home."
"I'm sorry... You'll be much happier.. with your husband." he shuts his mouth before the liquid can enter. Most likely will die in a few turns.
"Ahh, cool. By the way, can you see that?" he points to the ground, at a creature invisible to all, save the highly spiritual sensitive
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
"Please... please..." Riotan mutters. He removes his dental sheaths and lets some of his glowing venom pool in the palm of his hand. "This stuff is only deadly intravenously... but it should induce vomiting... just swallow it please..." He lets the fluid drip into Mac's mouth.
"Cook 'em and feed 'em to Clover and Home."
"I'm sorry... You'll be much happier.. with your husband." he shuts his mouth before the liquid can enter. Most likely will die in a few turns.
"Ahh, cool. By the way, can you see that?" he points to the ground, at a creature invisible to all, save the highly spiritual sensitive
"NO!" Rio wrenches your jaw down and lets his mouth gape open above yours so the venom can flow freely inside. Strength: 24
"See 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.
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
"Please... please..." Riotan mutters. He removes his dental sheaths and lets some of his glowing venom pool in the palm of his hand. "This stuff is only deadly intravenously... but it should induce vomiting... just swallow it please..." He lets the fluid drip into Mac's mouth.
"Cook 'em and feed 'em to Clover and Home."
"I'm sorry... You'll be much happier.. with your husband." he shuts his mouth before the liquid can enter. Most likely will die in a few turns.
"Ahh, cool. By the way, can you see that?" he points to the ground, at a creature invisible to all, save the highly spiritual sensitive
"NO!" Rio wrenches your jaw down and lets his mouth gape open above yours so the venom can flow freely inside. Strength: 24
"See what?"
"Just let me go!" he says pushing Rio off of him, though a slight amount of venom entered his mouth
"Nevermind. A trick of the light.."
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
"Please... please..." Riotan mutters. He removes his dental sheaths and lets some of his glowing venom pool in the palm of his hand. "This stuff is only deadly intravenously... but it should induce vomiting... just swallow it please..." He lets the fluid drip into Mac's mouth.
"Cook 'em and feed 'em to Clover and Home."
"I'm sorry... You'll be much happier.. with your husband." he shuts his mouth before the liquid can enter. Most likely will die in a few turns.
"Ahh, cool. By the way, can you see that?" he points to the ground, at a creature invisible to all, save the highly spiritual sensitive
"NO!" Rio wrenches your jaw down and lets his mouth gape open above yours so the venom can flow freely inside. Strength: 24
"See what?"
"Just let me go!" he says pushing Rio off of him, though a slight amount of venom entered his mouth
"Nevermind. A trick of the light.."
"NEVER!!" Riotan grabs his shoulders and attempts to try and rub your nose and throat to force swallowing. Sleight of Hand: 14
She turns back. "Okay..."
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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.
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
"Please... please..." Riotan mutters. He removes his dental sheaths and lets some of his glowing venom pool in the palm of his hand. "This stuff is only deadly intravenously... but it should induce vomiting... just swallow it please..." He lets the fluid drip into Mac's mouth.
"Cook 'em and feed 'em to Clover and Home."
"I'm sorry... You'll be much happier.. with your husband." he shuts his mouth before the liquid can enter. Most likely will die in a few turns.
"Ahh, cool. By the way, can you see that?" he points to the ground, at a creature invisible to all, save the highly spiritual sensitive
"NO!" Rio wrenches your jaw down and lets his mouth gape open above yours so the venom can flow freely inside. Strength: 24
"See what?"
"Just let me go!" he says pushing Rio off of him, though a slight amount of venom entered his mouth
"Nevermind. A trick of the light.."
"NEVER!!" Riotan grabs his shoulders and attempts to try and rub his nose and throat to force swallowing. Sleight of Hand: 21
She turns back. "Okay..."
Mac coughs and swallows the venom, weakly pushing at Rio and crying
"Anyway.. What to do..."
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Riotan is desperate and scared, and just hugs Mac, hoping that he'll vomit.
"I probably gotta get back to my camp. It's late and I don't want the fire to go out..."
Mac clings to Rio, slowly getting colder. "I...love you.. I know I don't know you enough to be able to... but I love you.."
"Yes. Have a blessed night, don't sin! I know the smell of it.." his tone gets a bit more serious
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Riotan is desperate and scared, and just hugs Mac, hoping that he'll vomit.
"I probably gotta get back to my camp. It's late and I don't want the fire to go out..."
Mac clings to Rio, slowly getting colder. "I...love you.. I know I don't know you enough to be able to... but I love you.."
"Yes. Have a blessed night, don't sin! I know the smell of it.." his tone gets a bit more serious
"I know... just please keep yourself awake... I can get it out of you..." Rio peels off Mac's top and begins feeling for wherever his heart is.
"What would you call "sin"?"
Left side of chest. 3 turns left. "It's not going to be worth it.. I'll never get to.." he coughs
"Wrongful killing of the innocent is the only sin the Morgan's punish."
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Riotan is desperate and scared, and just hugs Mac, hoping that he'll vomit.
"I probably gotta get back to my camp. It's late and I don't want the fire to go out..."
Mac clings to Rio, slowly getting colder. "I...love you.. I know I don't know you enough to be able to... but I love you.."
"Yes. Have a blessed night, don't sin! I know the smell of it.." his tone gets a bit more serious
"I know... just please keep yourself awake... I can get it out of you..." Rio peels off Mac's top and begins feeling for wherever his heart is.
"What would you call "sin"?"
Left side of chest. 3 turns left. "It's not going to be worth it.. I'll never get to.." he coughs
"Wrongful killing of the innocent is the only sin the Morgan's punish."
Riotan takes one of his silken bands off of his arm, balls it up, and pushes it into your mouth. "Bite down on that please..." With that, he carefully punctures your chest, your opiated blood starting to flow up into his fangs.
"Oh good. I don't know a ton about laws in this area but not long ago, at least for me, they used to make a big deal out of some stuff I do normally."
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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.
Riotan is desperate and scared, and just hugs Mac, hoping that he'll vomit.
"I probably gotta get back to my camp. It's late and I don't want the fire to go out..."
Mac clings to Rio, slowly getting colder. "I...love you.. I know I don't know you enough to be able to... but I love you.."
"Yes. Have a blessed night, don't sin! I know the smell of it.." his tone gets a bit more serious
"I know... just please keep yourself awake... I can get it out of you..." Rio peels off Mac's top and begins feeling for wherever his heart is.
"What would you call "sin"?"
Left side of chest. 3 turns left. "It's not going to be worth it.. I'll never get to.." he coughs
"Wrongful killing of the innocent is the only sin the Morgan's punish."
Riotan takes one of his silken bands off of his arm, balls it up, and pushes it into your mouth. "Bite down on that please..." With that, he carefully punctures your chest, your opiated blood starting to flow up into his fangs.
"Oh good. I don't know a ton about laws in this area but not long ago, at least for me, they used to make a big deal out of some stuff I do normally."
He bites down onto it as hard as he can, the color draining from his face a bit. He screams in pain, muffled by the silk. His claws dig into Rio, just a bit.
"Oh, wow. No, I only kill killers of the innocent."
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Riotan is desperate and scared, and just hugs Mac, hoping that he'll vomit.
"I probably gotta get back to my camp. It's late and I don't want the fire to go out..."
Mac clings to Rio, slowly getting colder. "I...love you.. I know I don't know you enough to be able to... but I love you.."
"Yes. Have a blessed night, don't sin! I know the smell of it.." his tone gets a bit more serious
"I know... just please keep yourself awake... I can get it out of you..." Rio peels off Mac's top and begins feeling for wherever his heart is.
"What would you call "sin"?"
Left side of chest. 3 turns left. "It's not going to be worth it.. I'll never get to.." he coughs
"Wrongful killing of the innocent is the only sin the Morgan's punish."
Riotan takes one of his silken bands off of his arm, balls it up, and pushes it into your mouth. "Bite down on that please..." With that, he carefully punctures your chest, your opiated blood starting to flow up into his fangs.
"Oh good. I don't know a ton about laws in this area but not long ago, at least for me, they used to make a big deal out of some stuff I do normally."
He bites down onto it as hard as he can, the color draining from his face a bit. He screams in pain, muffled by the silk. His claws dig into Rio, just a bit.
"Oh, wow. No, I only kill killers of the innocent."
After a couple of seconds, Riotan draws back. "I... I think that might be enough to keep you alive... but you need to get to somewhere where you can get medical help..."
"Alright. See ya around, neighbor!" She waves goodbye and departs.
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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.
Riotan is desperate and scared, and just hugs Mac, hoping that he'll vomit.
"I probably gotta get back to my camp. It's late and I don't want the fire to go out..."
Mac clings to Rio, slowly getting colder. "I...love you.. I know I don't know you enough to be able to... but I love you.."
"Yes. Have a blessed night, don't sin! I know the smell of it.." his tone gets a bit more serious
"I know... just please keep yourself awake... I can get it out of you..." Rio peels off Mac's top and begins feeling for wherever his heart is.
"What would you call "sin"?"
Left side of chest. 3 turns left. "It's not going to be worth it.. I'll never get to.." he coughs
"Wrongful killing of the innocent is the only sin the Morgan's punish."
Riotan takes one of his silken bands off of his arm, balls it up, and pushes it into your mouth. "Bite down on that please..." With that, he carefully punctures your chest, your opiated blood starting to flow up into his fangs.
"Oh good. I don't know a ton about laws in this area but not long ago, at least for me, they used to make a big deal out of some stuff I do normally."
He bites down onto it as hard as he can, the color draining from his face a bit. He screams in pain, muffled by the silk. His claws dig into Rio, just a bit.
"Oh, wow. No, I only kill killers of the innocent."
After a couple of seconds, Riotan draws back. "I... I think that might be enough to keep you alive... but you need to get to somewhere where you can get medical help..."
"Alright. See ya around, neighbor!" She waves goodbye and departs.
"No..." he growls out, barely audible. "I don't want to even be here right now.." 4+ turns left
(good end)
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Riotan is desperate and scared, and just hugs Mac, hoping that he'll vomit.
"I probably gotta get back to my camp. It's late and I don't want the fire to go out..."
Mac clings to Rio, slowly getting colder. "I...love you.. I know I don't know you enough to be able to... but I love you.."
"Yes. Have a blessed night, don't sin! I know the smell of it.." his tone gets a bit more serious
"I know... just please keep yourself awake... I can get it out of you..." Rio peels off Mac's top and begins feeling for wherever his heart is.
"What would you call "sin"?"
Left side of chest. 3 turns left. "It's not going to be worth it.. I'll never get to.." he coughs
"Wrongful killing of the innocent is the only sin the Morgan's punish."
Riotan takes one of his silken bands off of his arm, balls it up, and pushes it into your mouth. "Bite down on that please..." With that, he carefully punctures your chest, your opiated blood starting to flow up into his fangs.
"Oh good. I don't know a ton about laws in this area but not long ago, at least for me, they used to make a big deal out of some stuff I do normally."
He bites down onto it as hard as he can, the color draining from his face a bit. He screams in pain, muffled by the silk. His claws dig into Rio, just a bit.
"Oh, wow. No, I only kill killers of the innocent."
After a couple of seconds, Riotan draws back. "I... I think that might be enough to keep you alive... but you need to get to somewhere where you can get medical help..."
"Alright. See ya around, neighbor!" She waves goodbye and departs.
"No..." he growls out, barely audible. "I don't want to even be here right now.." 4+ turns left
(good end)
"Well it's worth it, you got that? You have to stay... please..." He gets some more blood out to be safe.
*anyone else you want?*
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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.
Riotan is desperate and scared, and just hugs Mac, hoping that he'll vomit.
"I probably gotta get back to my camp. It's late and I don't want the fire to go out..."
Mac clings to Rio, slowly getting colder. "I...love you.. I know I don't know you enough to be able to... but I love you.."
"Yes. Have a blessed night, don't sin! I know the smell of it.." his tone gets a bit more serious
"I know... just please keep yourself awake... I can get it out of you..." Rio peels off Mac's top and begins feeling for wherever his heart is.
"What would you call "sin"?"
Left side of chest. 3 turns left. "It's not going to be worth it.. I'll never get to.." he coughs
"Wrongful killing of the innocent is the only sin the Morgan's punish."
Riotan takes one of his silken bands off of his arm, balls it up, and pushes it into your mouth. "Bite down on that please..." With that, he carefully punctures your chest, your opiated blood starting to flow up into his fangs.
"Oh good. I don't know a ton about laws in this area but not long ago, at least for me, they used to make a big deal out of some stuff I do normally."
He bites down onto it as hard as he can, the color draining from his face a bit. He screams in pain, muffled by the silk. His claws dig into Rio, just a bit.
"Oh, wow. No, I only kill killers of the innocent."
After a couple of seconds, Riotan draws back. "I... I think that might be enough to keep you alive... but you need to get to somewhere where you can get medical help..."
"Alright. See ya around, neighbor!" She waves goodbye and departs.
"No..." he growls out, barely audible. "I don't want to even be here right now.." 4+ turns left
(good end)
"Well it's worth it, you got that? You have to stay... please..." He gets some more blood out to be safe.
*anyone else you want?*
"Stop crooning over me.. God, it's like you have no sense of why I'm upset.."
*your turn to pick i'd say."
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Riotan is desperate and scared, and just hugs Mac, hoping that he'll vomit.
"I probably gotta get back to my camp. It's late and I don't want the fire to go out..."
Mac clings to Rio, slowly getting colder. "I...love you.. I know I don't know you enough to be able to... but I love you.."
"Yes. Have a blessed night, don't sin! I know the smell of it.." his tone gets a bit more serious
"I know... just please keep yourself awake... I can get it out of you..." Rio peels off Mac's top and begins feeling for wherever his heart is.
"What would you call "sin"?"
Left side of chest. 3 turns left. "It's not going to be worth it.. I'll never get to.." he coughs
"Wrongful killing of the innocent is the only sin the Morgan's punish."
Riotan takes one of his silken bands off of his arm, balls it up, and pushes it into your mouth. "Bite down on that please..." With that, he carefully punctures your chest, your opiated blood starting to flow up into his fangs.
"Oh good. I don't know a ton about laws in this area but not long ago, at least for me, they used to make a big deal out of some stuff I do normally."
He bites down onto it as hard as he can, the color draining from his face a bit. He screams in pain, muffled by the silk. His claws dig into Rio, just a bit.
"Oh, wow. No, I only kill killers of the innocent."
After a couple of seconds, Riotan draws back. "I... I think that might be enough to keep you alive... but you need to get to somewhere where you can get medical help..."
"Alright. See ya around, neighbor!" She waves goodbye and departs.
"No..." he growls out, barely audible. "I don't want to even be here right now.." 4+ turns left
(good end)
"Well it's worth it, you got that? You have to stay... please..." He gets some more blood out to be safe.
*anyone else you want?*
"Stop crooning over me.. God, it's like you have no sense of why I'm upset.."
*your turn to pick i'd say."
"Do you think I don't? This is a genuine emotional response!!" He responds. "I'm trying to do the immediate thing that will keep you alive physically!"
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"Please... please..." Riotan mutters. He removes his dental sheaths and lets some of his glowing venom pool in the palm of his hand. "This stuff is only deadly intravenously... but it should induce vomiting... just swallow it please..." He lets the fluid drip into Mac's mouth.
"Cook 'em and feed 'em to Clover and Home."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I'm sorry... You'll be much happier.. with your husband." he shuts his mouth before the liquid can enter. Most likely will die in a few turns.
"Ahh, cool. By the way, can you see that?" he points to the ground, at a creature invisible to all, save the highly spiritual sensitive
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"NO!" Rio wrenches your jaw down and lets his mouth gape open above yours so the venom can flow freely inside. Strength: 24
"See 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.
"Just let me go!" he says pushing Rio off of him, though a slight amount of venom entered his mouth
"Nevermind. A trick of the light.."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"NEVER!!" Riotan grabs his shoulders and attempts to try and rub your nose and throat to force swallowing. Sleight of Hand: 14
She turns back. "Okay..."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Mac coughs and swallows the venom, weakly pushing at Rio and crying
"Anyway.. What to do..."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*cut*
Riotan is desperate and scared, and just hugs Mac, hoping that he'll vomit.
"I probably gotta get back to my camp. It's late and I don't want the fire to go out..."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Mac clings to Rio, slowly getting colder. "I...love you.. I know I don't know you enough to be able to... but I love you.."
"Yes. Have a blessed night, don't sin! I know the smell of it.." his tone gets a bit more serious
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"I know... just please keep yourself awake... I can get it out of you..." Rio peels off Mac's top and begins feeling for wherever his heart is.
"What would you call "sin"?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Left side of chest. 3 turns left. "It's not going to be worth it.. I'll never get to.." he coughs
"Wrongful killing of the innocent is the only sin the Morgan's punish."
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
Riotan takes one of his silken bands off of his arm, balls it up, and pushes it into your mouth. "Bite down on that please..." With that, he carefully punctures your chest, your opiated blood starting to flow up into his fangs.
"Oh good. I don't know a ton about laws in this area but not long ago, at least for me, they used to make a big deal out of some stuff I do normally."
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 bites down onto it as hard as he can, the color draining from his face a bit. He screams in pain, muffled by the silk. His claws dig into Rio, just a bit.
"Oh, wow. No, I only kill killers of the innocent."
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
After a couple of seconds, Riotan draws back. "I... I think that might be enough to keep you alive... but you need to get to somewhere where you can get medical help..."
"Alright. See ya around, neighbor!" She waves goodbye and departs.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"No..." he growls out, barely audible. "I don't want to even be here right now.." 4+ turns left
(good end)
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"Well it's worth it, you got that? You have to stay... please..." He gets some more blood out to be safe.
*anyone else you want?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Stop crooning over me.. God, it's like you have no sense of why I'm upset.."
*your turn to pick i'd say."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"Do you think I don't? This is a genuine emotional response!!" He responds. "I'm trying to do the immediate thing that will keep you alive physically!"
*Saphuno or Annabelle*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.