*It’d be awesome if I could meet some of these new characters*
*I've got three mobsters, two fire soldiers (one a captain), and a shapeshifting eldritch platypus.*
*i’d love a mobster, soldier, and platypus*
*Of course, in that order.*
Loo, the giant half stugel, is having a smoke of his cigar, sitting in a rocking chair outside of his restaurant at the dock.
Someone new has arrived at the Lord's Rest Inn, a large man, his face hard to see but clearly foreign to the region, dressed in fire fighter's attire, praying over the ashes of someone turned infernal who he seemed to have put down, his arms show dragon tattoos that seem to pulsate with heat.
Detective Bluebell's facade has almost reached mistakablitiy, he's almost close enough someone thinking he's an actual human detective.
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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.'
X's eye glows red, his head snapping to a roof. He leaps up there, slamming the invisible assassin onto the ground.
Leo serves them tacos and then gets started on the sandy.
She raises an eyebrow from behind her hair at the assassin, and puts her hand on their chest, they burst into flames "Latom."
Ana eats much slower than Tresa as she asks the usual teenager questions, why shes made of lava, about their relationship.
"I was gonna interrogate them." he complains.
Leo tinkers on the sandy, listening in as he works quietly.
She doesn't say anything, standing back up, "Now, we didn't get to finish our conversation yesterday. Why did your sister want you to talk to me?"
Ana talks about Leo with a very uplifting sort of perspective, talking about how great love is, the sort of stuff adults tell kids without telling too much.
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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.'
*It’d be awesome if I could meet some of these new characters*
*I've got three mobsters, two fire soldiers (one a captain), and a shapeshifting eldritch platypus.*
*i’d love a mobster, soldier, and platypus*
*Of course, in that order.*
Loo, the giant half stugel, is having a smoke of his cigar, sitting in a rocking chair outside of his restaurant at the dock.
Someone new has arrived at the Lord's Rest Inn, a large man, his face hard to see but clearly foreign to the region, dressed in fire fighter's attire, praying over the ashes of someone turned infernal who he seemed to have put down, his arms show dragon tattoos that seem to pulsate with heat.
Detective Bluebell's facade has almost reached mistakablitiy, he's almost close enough someone thinking he's an actual human detective.
Riotan is slipping his chimeric quasits into local buildings along his walk to engender chaos.
Thirteen is nearby, seemingly performing some kind of chemistry experiment on human and elven brain tissue samples.
*where is bluebell?*
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This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
X's eye glows red, his head snapping to a roof. He leaps up there, slamming the invisible assassin onto the ground.
Leo serves them tacos and then gets started on the sandy.
She raises an eyebrow from behind her hair at the assassin, and puts her hand on their chest, they burst into flames "Latom."
Ana eats much slower than Tresa as she asks the usual teenager questions, why shes made of lava, about their relationship.
"I was gonna interrogate them." he complains.
Leo tinkers on the sandy, listening in as he works quietly.
She doesn't say anything, standing back up, "Now, we didn't get to finish our conversation yesterday. Why did your sister want you to talk to me?"
Ana talks about Leo with a very uplifting sort of perspective, talking about how great love is, the sort of stuff adults tell kids without telling too much.
"I, ah, well, uhm..." he trails off
After a few hours Leo sighs, cracking his back. The sandy is amazing, fire decals running down the sides of it.
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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.
Riotan is slipping his chimeric quasits into local buildings along his walk to engender chaos.
Thirteen is nearby, seemingly performing some kind of chemistry experiment on human and elven brain tissue samples.
*where is bluebell?*
Loo stands up, walking up behind them, sighing and taking out his cigar, "Can you try not to do that, Riotan."
The man stands up, turning to Thirteen. He looks hardened by life, intimidating, with a burn scar like Jonah Hex that seems to have burned part of his mouth closed. He walks over, looming over them, watching silently.
*Eh, the market, hiding.*
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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.'
She dusts them off, cleaning the blood off their blade and putting a hand on their cheek, "Try to stay intact, thanks."
She nods, "I should uh... get going then, huh?"
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.)
The blades retract back into his arms. "Yeah...uh...gotcha..."
"You can stay if ya would like. At most, this'll take two to three hours."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*It’d be awesome if I could meet some of these new characters*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
She smiles the smallest bit, quite the feat "Your sister wouldn't want anything happening to you."
"Oh okay." She sits down outside of the forge, looking out to the street.
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.)
*I've got three mobsters, two fire soldiers (one a captain), and a shapeshifting eldritch platypus.*
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.)
"Yeah. She'd be pretty upset." he sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Wanna come inside? I made some tacos. You can meet my wife too!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She pats their head, "Good, handsome." She leans down and begins burning the bodies, spreading the ashes.
She looks up before nodding and coming inside. She sits next to Ana, who is happy to meet this random child.
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's eye glows red, his head snapping to a roof. He leaps up there, slamming the invisible assassin onto the ground.
Leo serves them tacos and then gets started on the sandy.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*i’d love a mobster, soldier, and platypus*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Of course, in that order.*
Loo, the giant half stugel, is having a smoke of his cigar, sitting in a rocking chair outside of his restaurant at the dock.
Someone new has arrived at the Lord's Rest Inn, a large man, his face hard to see but clearly foreign to the region, dressed in fire fighter's attire, praying over the ashes of someone turned infernal who he seemed to have put down, his arms show dragon tattoos that seem to pulsate with heat.
Detective Bluebell's facade has almost reached mistakablitiy, he's almost close enough someone thinking he's an actual human detective.
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.)
She raises an eyebrow from behind her hair at the assassin, and puts her hand on their chest, they burst into flames "Latom."
Ana eats much slower than Tresa as she asks the usual teenager questions, why shes made of lava, about their relationship.
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.)
"I'm afraid... It will come out if I do." He explains, exhausted.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I was gonna interrogate them." he complains.
Leo tinkers on the sandy, listening in as he works quietly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He nods, patting their head, "Don't be, rest helps you fight what you fear, and I will keep you safe until you can open your eyes again."
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.)
She doesn't say anything, standing back up, "Now, we didn't get to finish our conversation yesterday. Why did your sister want you to talk to me?"
Ana talks about Leo with a very uplifting sort of perspective, talking about how great love is, the sort of stuff adults tell kids without telling too much.
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 does a weak nod, then closes his eyes. After a moment, they open halfway. "You'd better."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Riotan is slipping his chimeric quasits into local buildings along his walk to engender chaos.
Thirteen is nearby, seemingly performing some kind of chemistry experiment on human and elven brain tissue samples.
*where is bluebell?*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"I, ah, well, uhm..." he trails off
After a few hours Leo sighs, cracking his back. The sandy is amazing, fire decals running down the sides of it.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Loo stands up, walking up behind them, sighing and taking out his cigar, "Can you try not to do that, Riotan."
The man stands up, turning to Thirteen. He looks hardened by life, intimidating, with a burn scar like Jonah Hex that seems to have burned part of his mouth closed. He walks over, looming over them, watching silently.
*Eh, the market, hiding.*
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 chuckles softly "The beast comes out to play, do you want me to pick you apart now, or later?"
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.)