*Good morning. Im rather tired today. But thats ok*
X is fighting a curse, his sandevistan firing up every so often, pushing his mental limits. Mahito, the curse, laughs as they clash with their weapons.
Merabelle sensed a presence she didn't like, and came to the scene. She makes her presence known to Mahito, watching with crossed arms from a bit of a distance.
*Take care of yourself, buddy.*
The curse smiles as his arm extends, wrapping around X's neck and strangling him. He slowly turns to Merabelle. "ready to watch someone else die that you cant save?"
She raises an eyebrow "Really now? We'll see 'bout that, ain't we?" She begins walking over to them, taking her sweet time, she knows something Mahito doesn't. Make a Wis save as she casts Hold Person.
WIS: 13
X is slowly turning blue, his struggle slowing down
And that's a fail, Mahito is paralyzed as Merabelle walks over to them, looking over to X "Hold on there, sweetheart, I got ya safe." She taps Mahito and casts Plane Shift. To hit:29 If that misses, again:26 Make me a Cha save, or be sent to hell.
They both miss with the attacks. X is slowly going unconscious, slowly going limp. Mahtio smiles wide. *Since they missed, does he still have to make the save*
*Dawg excuse me? Is his AC 30? Also, yep.*
She sighs, rubbing the bridge of her nose "Yer makin' this longer than it needs ta be. I can just bring him back if ya kill 'em."
*Hes in his advanced form*
"Not if i manipulate his soul." he says with a wide grin
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Once the ritual is finished, she stands up, putting her hands on her hips and rolling her eyes, "Now stay alive, will ya? That kid's still lookin' fer ya."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Once the ritual is finished, she stands up, putting her hands on her hips and rolling her eyes, "Now stay alive, will ya? That kid's still lookin' fer ya."
He coughs violently, throwing up.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Once the ritual is finished, she stands up, putting her hands on her hips and rolling her eyes, "Now stay alive, will ya? That kid's still lookin' fer ya."
He coughs violently, throwing up.
She pulls them up so they don't choke on their vomit, patting their back, "Yer welcome."
*Oh forgot to ask, want anyone else?*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Once the ritual is finished, she stands up, putting her hands on her hips and rolling her eyes, "Now stay alive, will ya? That kid's still lookin' fer ya."
He coughs violently, throwing up.
She pulls them up so they don't choke on their vomit, patting their back, "Yer welcome."
*Oh forgot to ask, want anyone else?*
*Either for Leo or Theren, doesnt matter who*
He keeps coughing and vomiting. "Ma..." he sobs
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Once the ritual is finished, she stands up, putting her hands on her hips and rolling her eyes, "Now stay alive, will ya? That kid's still lookin' fer ya."
He coughs violently, throwing up.
She pulls them up so they don't choke on their vomit, patting their back, "Yer welcome."
*Oh forgot to ask, want anyone else?*
*Either for Leo or Theren, doesnt matter who*
He keeps coughing and vomiting. "Ma..." he sobs
*Doesn't matter to me either, throw one out.*
She hugs them, ignoring the vomit and rubbing their back "Let it all out, sweetheart."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Once the ritual is finished, she stands up, putting her hands on her hips and rolling her eyes, "Now stay alive, will ya? That kid's still lookin' fer ya."
He coughs violently, throwing up.
She pulls them up so they don't choke on their vomit, patting their back, "Yer welcome."
*Oh forgot to ask, want anyone else?*
*Either for Leo or Theren, doesnt matter who*
He keeps coughing and vomiting. "Ma..." he sobs
*Doesn't matter to me either, throw one out.*
She hugs them, ignoring the vomit and rubbing their back "Let it all out, sweetheart."
*-grabs theren by his neck and tosses-*
He grips the grass and dirt. "MA!!!" he sobs
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hes in his advanced form*
"Not if i manipulate his soul." he says with a wide grin
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Ah, so it won't last long then.*
"Yer assumin' a few things, do ya want me ta break ya again?" She casts Plane Shift again, make the Cha save.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Yup. Praying Tresa doesnt see this*
He grins, snapping X's neck as throwing him on the ground a few feet away.
*Char: 23 *
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Fail, if only barely, suddenly, Mahito is blipped into hell, somewhere.
Merabelle picks up X's limp body, and checks the condition of his soul. Meanwhile, Tresa has been looking for X, and can't seem to find him.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
His soul seems okay but his body is ice cold
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She sighs in annoyance more than anything, grabbing ahold of his soul with her power, beginning to cast Revivify.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
His soul slowly comes back to his body.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Once the ritual is finished, she stands up, putting her hands on her hips and rolling her eyes, "Now stay alive, will ya? That kid's still lookin' fer ya."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He coughs violently, throwing up.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She pulls them up so they don't choke on their vomit, patting their back, "Yer welcome."
*Oh forgot to ask, want anyone else?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Either for Leo or Theren, doesnt matter who*
He keeps coughing and vomiting. "Ma..." he sobs
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Doesn't matter to me either, throw one out.*
She hugs them, ignoring the vomit and rubbing their back "Let it all out, sweetheart."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*-grabs theren by his neck and tosses-*
He grips the grass and dirt. "MA!!!" he sobs
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She continues to comfort them the only way a mother can.
Loo, the hybrid Stugel, is sitting at Lord's Rest Inn, taking a break from the day to smoke a cigar, smoke billowing from behind his teeth and nose.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
X slams his hand into the dirt over and over. "MA!! I WAS SO CLOSE TO SEE YOU AGAIN!"
Theren is working in his garden, dirt up to his elbows.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Sweetheart, yer gonna see yer ma again one day, that day just ain't taday." She says, letting them get all their emotions out.
He looks over to them, waving in a friendly manner, his eyes analyzing them.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He sobs, tearing up more dirt and grass.
Theren waves back slightly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She rubs his back, "Ya got a lil one ta protect, what would she think if ya went off with yer ma?"
He speaks softly, but with enough force to be clearly understood "Hello Theren."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He nods. "She'd...she'd hate it..."
"hello..." he mutters
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"How 'bout ya go when y'all can all be tagether?" She asks, smiling down at them.
"Your family will love those flowers." He chuckles, taking the cigar out of his mouth.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)