Thirteen is trying to augur the word of Myrkul through a flock of kettling vultures.
Mauric is climbing through the trees on the edge of the woods, looking for wild eggs.
Loriche is making a bunch of random stuff, just for fun.
Riotan is back.
Yod is doing more vision exercises.
Malafasa is looking for something to do.
Omi, taking a towering form today, has come to pay a visit to Thirteen
Panicked hospital workers swarm him, saying something about 'Mac'
Thirteen is staring up at the circling birds, plumes of smoke trailing from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.
*why do you do this to me*
He quickly follows them.
He sits across from them and waits for them to be done
*loooove you*
They lead him to a hospitalized Mac, who is hooked up to an I.V and a heart-rate sensor. "....Hey, sponsor."
He turns to Omi, looking completely fine and normal despite this. "Hello, autumnal god."
"Why didn't you use the tooth??"
"Hello, ancient writer." he crosses his eyes, all 9 of his tails flowing
"I think it stopped working, I tried to use it before I uh.. did the thing that got me here."
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“[gp] [gp] [gp].” He mutters. “Well at least I got back…”
"I heard you needed my knowledge, and so I came to imparte it."
"I guess so." he shrugs.
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*Character concept: Ancient evil Gourmomancer who wiped out cities with his cupcake constructs and was killed by a party of powerful adventurers. Now he's been reincarnated as a commoner, and has to learn his magic all over again. He has no idea how or why it happened, but he knows who did it and is going to demand answers. Unfortunately for him, this process is taking a long, long time, and he's slowly transforming into a gummy monster as a side-effect of his occult studies. It's only a matter of time before he can't hide it anymore.*
*He uses a trick from his old life: he masquerades as a charming, friendly, uplifting individual, but it comes strangely easy, as if it were never the mask in the first place. He's got almost no money to his name since he was reborn to a very poor farming family. He found solace in community, but it did nothing to ease the outrage he felt at the world for its pointless, random cruelty. But now his goals have changed: freeing his newfound family from their debt and suffering, then reforming the systems that caused it in the first place. But first, he must find himself in this cruel world.*
*He's already started on his redemption arc, but he has a long way to go.*
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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.
“[gp] [gp] [gp].” He mutters. “Well at least I got back…”
"I heard you needed my knowledge, and so I came to imparte it."
"I guess so." he shrugs.
“So you hold local dominion over the dead?”
Rio moves forward and gently hugs him.
"No, I cant control the dead. Though, the god of death who had a hold on me had a notebook that caused death. Without him and the book, I can only kill plants, or those I accidentally mistake to be plants; oh, and animals.
He doesn't hug back, he doesn't have the strength. "Nearly died, I was finally gonna be free.."
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He begins to play what was likely a children’s song from somewhere he once traveled, maybe his homeland, singing along.
“We’ll have to see about that, my tolerance has been shooting up fast.”
He grumbles, leaning in to kiss her neck, “I wouldn’t have it any other way, so I would have to say yes.”
the kids enjoy it, Annabelle is just making sure he doesnt try anything.
"I've been breeding it for ages." he pulls out a tiny, two inch joint.
She kisses back, smiling. "Then, why complain, dear?~"
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He begins to play what was likely a children’s song from somewhere he once traveled, maybe his homeland, singing along.
“We’ll have to see about that, my tolerance has been shooting up fast.”
He grumbles, leaning in to kiss her neck, “I wouldn’t have it any other way, so I would have to say yes.”
the kids enjoy it, Annabelle is just making sure he doesnt try anything.
"I've been breeding it for ages." he pulls out a tiny, two inch joint.
She kisses back, smiling. "Then, why complain, dear?~"
He doesn’t, seeming to be entirely genuine in his want to just play for them children.
He looks at the joint curiously “Has to pack a big punch if you’re talking it up.”
He smiles back at them, “I would’ve thought things had changed at least a bit, but I’m fine as they are.”
She eases her gaurd, just a bit.
"Got some sort of tongue patch from an otter guy, this is the child of that and the strongest weed I got."
"Do you not wanna be my property anymore?..."
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He begins to play what was likely a children’s song from somewhere he once traveled, maybe his homeland, singing along.
“We’ll have to see about that, my tolerance has been shooting up fast.”
He grumbles, leaning in to kiss her neck, “I wouldn’t have it any other way, so I would have to say yes.”
the kids enjoy it, Annabelle is just making sure he doesnt try anything.
"I've been breeding it for ages." he pulls out a tiny, two inch joint.
She kisses back, smiling. "Then, why complain, dear?~"
He doesn’t, seeming to be entirely genuine in his want to just play for them children.
He looks at the joint curiously “Has to pack a big punch if you’re talking it up.”
He smiles back at them, “I would’ve thought things had changed at least a bit, but I’m fine as they are.”
She eases her gaurd, just a bit.
"Got some sort of tongue patch from an otter guy, this is the child of that and the strongest weed I got."
"Do you not wanna be my property anymore?..."
After the song is over, he puts down his Roan, smiling as the kids slowly dispers.
“Oh, sounds fun, hope I can stay conscious enough to enjoy being that high with you.” He lights a thumb to put the heat on the blunt.
“I want to be everything you want of me to be, don’t worry dear, the fire in my heart still burns for you.”
She claps lightly. "well, thanks for the show, how about... 3 silver?"
"Ya might not be able to." he hands them the blunt, having his own of the same ilk
"Well, good... I love, love, love you, so much, Damian Alterus-Padfoot.."
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He begins to play what was likely a children’s song from somewhere he once traveled, maybe his homeland, singing along.
“We’ll have to see about that, my tolerance has been shooting up fast.”
He grumbles, leaning in to kiss her neck, “I wouldn’t have it any other way, so I would have to say yes.”
the kids enjoy it, Annabelle is just making sure he doesnt try anything.
"I've been breeding it for ages." he pulls out a tiny, two inch joint.
She kisses back, smiling. "Then, why complain, dear?~"
He doesn’t, seeming to be entirely genuine in his want to just play for them children.
He looks at the joint curiously “Has to pack a big punch if you’re talking it up.”
He smiles back at them, “I would’ve thought things had changed at least a bit, but I’m fine as they are.”
She eases her gaurd, just a bit.
"Got some sort of tongue patch from an otter guy, this is the child of that and the strongest weed I got."
"Do you not wanna be my property anymore?..."
After the song is over, he puts down his Roan, smiling as the kids slowly dispers.
“Oh, sounds fun, hope I can stay conscious enough to enjoy being that high with you.” He lights a thumb to put the heat on the blunt.
“I want to be everything you want of me to be, don’t worry dear, the fire in my heart still burns for you.”
She claps lightly. "well, thanks for the show, how about... 3 silver?"
"Ya might not be able to." he hands them the blunt, having his own of the same ilk
"Well, good... I love, love, love you, so much, Damian Alterus-Padfoot.."
He shakes his head, “No need, I got to give the children a song, I’m happy. Oh, and I’m Uzui, madam.”
He light it, giving it a minute to burn before taking a massive inhale to see how things go.
“And yet I manage to love you more, Saphuno Padfoot.” He runs a hand across their leg.
"Annabelle, you can git yourself a drink 'fore you leave."
A dampened effect compared to when dracula took it, combined with the woozy-like feeling of the last blunt smoke sesh
She bristles, nuzzling into him. "I don't believe you."
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He thinks for a moment before nodding, “Only if you will do the pleasure of joining me in that drink.” He offers.
He coughs up smoke, his eyes turning redder than they already were, leaning back on the couch as he tries his hardest to stay awake.
He nuzzles against her in return, “If only there was some way I could show you… I have an idea. Give me a few minutes.” He gets up.
"I meant like water or tea, we don't have alcohol, cause we ain't old enough to drink, 'cept Mama."
He can with the power of will. Zephyr takes a puff and lays across their lap
She watches him with interest.
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He thinks for a moment before nodding, “Only if you will do the pleasure of joining me in that drink.” He offers.
He coughs up smoke, his eyes turning redder than they already were, leaning back on the couch as he tries his hardest to stay awake.
He nuzzles against her in return, “If only there was some way I could show you… I have an idea. Give me a few minutes.” He gets up.
"I meant like water or tea, we don't have alcohol, cause we ain't old enough to drink, 'cept Mama."
He can with the power of will. Zephyr takes a puff and lays across their lap
She watches him with interest.
“I do prefer tea over anything else, how old is your mother?” He asks, putting his Roan on his back.
He keeps the blunt sitting on his lips, looking down at them, putting a hand to the side of their face.
He runs outside, the sound of a spell being cast can be heard, what spell, who knows.
"None of your business."
He leans into their touch, purring.
"what the [GP]..." she just sighs and lays out in bed before panicking and running out to see what happened.
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He turns to Omi, looking completely fine and normal despite this. "Hello, autumnal god."
"Why didn't you use the tooth??"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Hello, ancient writer." he crosses his eyes, all 9 of his tails flowing
"I think it stopped working, I tried to use it before I uh.. did the thing that got me here."
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“So what did you need?”
“[gp] [gp] [gp].” He mutters. “Well at least I got back…”
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 heard you needed my knowledge, and so I came to imparte it."
"I guess so." he shrugs.
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Sersha is sitting on the edge of town, holding a flower made of glass.
“So you hold local dominion over the dead?”
Rio moves forward and gently hugs him.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Character concept: Ancient evil Gourmomancer who wiped out cities with his cupcake constructs and was killed by a party of powerful adventurers. Now he's been reincarnated as a commoner, and has to learn his magic all over again. He has no idea how or why it happened, but he knows who did it and is going to demand answers. Unfortunately for him, this process is taking a long, long time, and he's slowly transforming into a gummy monster as a side-effect of his occult studies. It's only a matter of time before he can't hide it anymore.*
*He uses a trick from his old life: he masquerades as a charming, friendly, uplifting individual, but it comes strangely easy, as if it were never the mask in the first place. He's got almost no money to his name since he was reborn to a very poor farming family. He found solace in community, but it did nothing to ease the outrage he felt at the world for its pointless, random cruelty. But now his goals have changed: freeing his newfound family from their debt and suffering, then reforming the systems that caused it in the first place. But first, he must find himself in this cruel world.*
*He's already started on his redemption arc, but he has a long way to go.*
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.*
He begins to play what was likely a children’s song from somewhere he once traveled, maybe his homeland, singing along.
“We’ll have to see about that, my tolerance has been shooting up fast.”
He grumbles, leaning in to kiss her neck, “I wouldn’t have it any other way, so I would have to say yes.”
"No, I cant control the dead. Though, the god of death who had a hold on me had a notebook that caused death. Without him and the book, I can only kill plants, or those I accidentally mistake to be plants; oh, and animals.
He doesn't hug back, he doesn't have the strength. "Nearly died, I was finally gonna be free.."
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the kids enjoy it, Annabelle is just making sure he doesnt try anything.
"I've been breeding it for ages." he pulls out a tiny, two inch joint.
She kisses back, smiling. "Then, why complain, dear?~"
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He doesn’t, seeming to be entirely genuine in his want to just play for them children.
He looks at the joint curiously “Has to pack a big punch if you’re talking it up.”
He smiles back at them, “I would’ve thought things had changed at least a bit, but I’m fine as they are.”
She eases her gaurd, just a bit.
"Got some sort of tongue patch from an otter guy, this is the child of that and the strongest weed I got."
"Do you not wanna be my property anymore?..."
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After the song is over, he puts down his Roan, smiling as the kids slowly dispers.
“Oh, sounds fun, hope I can stay conscious enough to enjoy being that high with you.” He lights a thumb to put the heat on the blunt.
“I want to be everything you want of me to be, don’t worry dear, the fire in my heart still burns for you.”
She claps lightly. "well, thanks for the show, how about... 3 silver?"
"Ya might not be able to." he hands them the blunt, having his own of the same ilk
"Well, good... I love, love, love you, so much, Damian Alterus-Padfoot.."
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He shakes his head, “No need, I got to give the children a song, I’m happy. Oh, and I’m Uzui, madam.”
He light it, giving it a minute to burn before taking a massive inhale to see how things go.
“And yet I manage to love you more, Saphuno Padfoot.” He runs a hand across their leg.
"Annabelle, you can git yourself a drink 'fore you leave."
A dampened effect compared to when dracula took it, combined with the woozy-like feeling of the last blunt smoke sesh
She bristles, nuzzling into him. "I don't believe you."
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He thinks for a moment before nodding, “Only if you will do the pleasure of joining me in that drink.” He offers.
He coughs up smoke, his eyes turning redder than they already were, leaning back on the couch as he tries his hardest to stay awake.
He nuzzles against her in return, “If only there was some way I could show you… I have an idea. Give me a few minutes.” He gets up.
"I meant like water or tea, we don't have alcohol, cause we ain't old enough to drink, 'cept Mama."
He can with the power of will. Zephyr takes a puff and lays across their lap
She watches him with interest.
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“I do prefer tea over anything else, how old is your mother?” He asks, putting his Roan on his back.
He keeps the blunt sitting on his lips, looking down at them, putting a hand to the side of their face.
He runs outside, the sound of a spell being cast can be heard, what spell, who knows.
"None of your business."
He leans into their touch, purring.
"what the [GP]..." she just sighs and lays out in bed before panicking and running out to see what happened.
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