Samuel is out by the docks, helping some sea elves bring up a haul of fish. He appears to avoid the water as best he can, staying on dry land while hauling the fish. He wears no shirt, once again, and a pair of loose blue pants that seem to be made of an airy fabric. He now wears multiple silvery chain necklaces that glitter in the sunlight.
In a nearby alleyway X is bleeding from his nose, mouth, and ears. Two borged out mercenaries are standing over him, bloody bats in hand as one overloads his systems with a high pitched electronic disruptor. He is paralyzed and on his knees, staring up at his enemies.
Sam, confused at the sound of someone getting a beating that is sure to end their life, follows it and peers into the alleyway. He immediately gets defensive even though he has never seen this man or the thugs, snarling "Oi lads! back away from him!"
One of them turns. "This aint your business choom." one says, his voice robotic.
"Sorry mate, it is." He folds his arms "Get outta here."
They both turn to him, spinning their bats. "back off."
He sighs and cracks his knuckles before rearing his arm back and delivering three punches to the closest one.
Hit: 17 Hit: 29 Hit: 19
Damage: 679
He blocks the first two but the other land on his flesh. They then both line up their bats to take out his knees. Attack: 25 Damage: 45 Attack: 16 Damage: 39
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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.
X is still paralyzed, blood dripping down his face. The mercenaries heads make a sickening crunch as they die.
"It'll be all okay." he says, sitting down with his food
He finishes the prayer, setting their bodies ablaze "May your souls return to the great flame of fire." He walks over to X after turning off the machine, cauterizing his woulds with the flames, allowing them to regain 40hp.
She nods, leaning against them, looking tired despite resting all day, rubbing their hair.
All his wounds are internal as he mutters a name softly. "Waka..."
He smiles happily, munching on his breakfast
He picks them up, smiling just a bit as he attempts to keep them stabilized "Oh, you're the boy she was talking about." He chuckles as he begins running to the station, using his field training to keep pressure on the wounds and prevent bleeding.
She lies down next to them, rubbing their arm, "I'm sorry I can't do more with my dear husband."
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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 is still paralyzed, blood dripping down his face. The mercenaries heads make a sickening crunch as they die.
"It'll be all okay." he says, sitting down with his food
He finishes the prayer, setting their bodies ablaze "May your souls return to the great flame of fire." He walks over to X after turning off the machine, cauterizing his woulds with the flames, allowing them to regain 40hp.
She nods, leaning against them, looking tired despite resting all day, rubbing their hair.
All his wounds are internal as he mutters a name softly. "Waka..."
He smiles happily, munching on his breakfast
He picks them up, smiling just a bit as he attempts to keep them stabilized "Oh, you're the boy she was talking about." He chuckles as he begins running to the station, using his field training to keep pressure on the wounds and prevent bleeding.
She lies down next to them, rubbing their arm, "I'm sorry I can't do more with my dear husband."
Blood dribbles down his chin as his paralysis slowly wears off and he slumps. Blood stains his cheeks and white shirt.
"Its okay. Your pregnant. You need the rest my love."
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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.
Samuel is out by the docks, helping some sea elves bring up a haul of fish. He appears to avoid the water as best he can, staying on dry land while hauling the fish. He wears no shirt, once again, and a pair of loose blue pants that seem to be made of an airy fabric. He now wears multiple silvery chain necklaces that glitter in the sunlight.
In a nearby alleyway X is bleeding from his nose, mouth, and ears. Two borged out mercenaries are standing over him, bloody bats in hand as one overloads his systems with a high pitched electronic disruptor. He is paralyzed and on his knees, staring up at his enemies.
Sam, confused at the sound of someone getting a beating that is sure to end their life, follows it and peers into the alleyway. He immediately gets defensive even though he has never seen this man or the thugs, snarling "Oi lads! back away from him!"
One of them turns. "This aint your business choom." one says, his voice robotic.
"Sorry mate, it is." He folds his arms "Get outta here."
They both turn to him, spinning their bats. "back off."
He sighs and cracks his knuckles before rearing his arm back and delivering three punches to the closest one.
Hit: 17 Hit: 29 Hit: 19
Damage: 679
He blocks the first two but the other land on his flesh. They then both line up their bats to take out his knees. Attack: 25 Damage: 45 Attack: 16 Damage: 39
He gets hit by the first one, grunting in pain but still smiling despite it [Parry Manuever: reduce damage by 10 ]. He manages to dodge the second one [Riposte Maneuver] and pulls out his dagger from his belt clip and attempts to plunge it into the neck of one of them.
Hit: 18 Damage: 8 plus 3
He then goes to take his Second Wind and regain 16 hp before clapping his hands together towards them [Thunderclap spell] (Make a DC save of 19 or take 16 thunder damage.)
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Blood dribbles down his chin as his paralysis slowly wears off and he slumps. Blood stains his cheeks and white shirt.
"Its okay. Your pregnant. You need the rest my love."
He sighs, unwilling to begin the prayer for them. He takes them inside to the medical ward, calling Waka and telling them to get X sister as he works on stabilizing them with proper equipment. Medicine:15
"I'll have to pay you back for all your love, thank you so 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.'
Samuel is out by the docks, helping some sea elves bring up a haul of fish. He appears to avoid the water as best he can, staying on dry land while hauling the fish. He wears no shirt, once again, and a pair of loose blue pants that seem to be made of an airy fabric. He now wears multiple silvery chain necklaces that glitter in the sunlight.
In a nearby alleyway X is bleeding from his nose, mouth, and ears. Two borged out mercenaries are standing over him, bloody bats in hand as one overloads his systems with a high pitched electronic disruptor. He is paralyzed and on his knees, staring up at his enemies.
Sam, confused at the sound of someone getting a beating that is sure to end their life, follows it and peers into the alleyway. He immediately gets defensive even though he has never seen this man or the thugs, snarling "Oi lads! back away from him!"
One of them turns. "This aint your business choom." one says, his voice robotic.
"Sorry mate, it is." He folds his arms "Get outta here."
They both turn to him, spinning their bats. "back off."
He sighs and cracks his knuckles before rearing his arm back and delivering three punches to the closest one.
Hit: 17 Hit: 29 Hit: 19
Damage: 679
He blocks the first two but the other land on his flesh. They then both line up their bats to take out his knees. Attack: 25 Damage: 45 Attack: 16 Damage: 39
He gets hit by the first one, grunting in pain but still smiling despite it [Parry Manuever: reduce damage by 10 ]. He manages to dodge the second one [Riposte Maneuver] and pulls out his dagger from his belt clip and attempts to plunge it into the neck of one of them.
Hit: 18 Damage: 8 plus 3
He then goes to take his Second Wind and regain 16 hp before clapping his hands together towards them [Thunderclap spell] (Make a DC save of 19 or take 16 thunder damage.)
The knife clangs off his metal neck as the merc smiles.
SAves: 1915
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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.
Blood dribbles down his chin as his paralysis slowly wears off and he slumps. Blood stains his cheeks and white shirt.
"Its okay. Your pregnant. You need the rest my love."
He sighs, unwilling to begin the prayer for them. He takes them inside to the medical ward, calling Waka and telling them to get X sister as he works on stabilizing them with proper equipment. Medicine:15
"I'll have to pay you back for all your love, thank you so much."
X lays on the table, staring at the ceiling as they slowly stabilize him.
He smiles. "You being with me is paying me back enough."
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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.
Blood dribbles down his chin as his paralysis slowly wears off and he slumps. Blood stains his cheeks and white shirt.
"Its okay. Your pregnant. You need the rest my love."
He sighs, unwilling to begin the prayer for them. He takes them inside to the medical ward, calling Waka and telling them to get X sister as he works on stabilizing them with proper equipment. Medicine:15
"I'll have to pay you back for all your love, thank you so much."
X lays on the table, staring at the ceiling as they slowly stabilize him.
He smiles. "You being with me is paying me back enough."
He looks down at them, his visage would be frightening if it hadn't just saved them. A few minutes later, Waka and Tresa are there, watching, worried.
She boops his nose "Too bad, you are going to get even more." She kisses their cheek.
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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.'
Blood dribbles down his chin as his paralysis slowly wears off and he slumps. Blood stains his cheeks and white shirt.
"Its okay. Your pregnant. You need the rest my love."
He sighs, unwilling to begin the prayer for them. He takes them inside to the medical ward, calling Waka and telling them to get X sister as he works on stabilizing them with proper equipment. Medicine:15
"I'll have to pay you back for all your love, thank you so much."
X lays on the table, staring at the ceiling as they slowly stabilize him.
He smiles. "You being with me is paying me back enough."
He looks down at them, his visage would be frightening if it hadn't just saved them. A few minutes later, Waka and Tresa are there, watching, worried.
She boops his nose "Too bad, you are going to get even more." She kisses their cheek.
One of X's metal arms twitches as the arm blade extends and goes back inside the arm, his tech faulty.
"Heyyy!!" he giggles
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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.
One of X's metal arms twitches as the arm blade extends and goes back inside the arm, his tech faulty.
"Heyyy!!" he giggles
He heats it up until the electricity can't properly pass through it. After he's stabilized enough to heal on his own, Kazuya nods and leaves. Waka and Tresa walk over, both looking incredibly worried.
She begins to feed them their food, sighing, "I love you more than anything."
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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.'
One of X's metal arms twitches as the arm blade extends and goes back inside the arm, his tech faulty.
"Heyyy!!" he giggles
He heats it up until the electricity can't properly pass through it. After he's stabilized enough to heal on his own, Kazuya nods and leaves. Waka and Tresa walk over, both looking incredibly worried.
She begins to feed them their food, sighing, "I love you more than anything."
X breathes softly, blood still staining his shirt and cheeks
Leo lets her, smiling. "I love you too."
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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.
One of X's metal arms twitches as the arm blade extends and goes back inside the arm, his tech faulty.
"Heyyy!!" he giggles
He heats it up until the electricity can't properly pass through it. After he's stabilized enough to heal on his own, Kazuya nods and leaves. Waka and Tresa walk over, both looking incredibly worried.
She begins to feed them their food, sighing, "I love you more than anything."
X breathes softly, blood still staining his shirt and cheeks
Leo lets her, smiling. "I love you too."
Waka wipes the blood off of their face, both his sister and girlfriend are on the verge of tears, holding him tightly, which hurts him a little.
"More." She says, just a little firmly "Have you been keeping up your workout routine?"
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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.'
One of X's metal arms twitches as the arm blade extends and goes back inside the arm, his tech faulty.
"Heyyy!!" he giggles
He heats it up until the electricity can't properly pass through it. After he's stabilized enough to heal on his own, Kazuya nods and leaves. Waka and Tresa walk over, both looking incredibly worried.
She begins to feed them their food, sighing, "I love you more than anything."
X breathes softly, blood still staining his shirt and cheeks
Leo lets her, smiling. "I love you too."
Waka wipes the blood off of their face, both his sister and girlfriend are on the verge of tears, holding him tightly, which hurts him a little.
"More." She says, just a little firmly "Have you been keeping up your workout routine?"
"Ow..." he whispers hoarsely
He nods. "Of course."
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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.
He blocks the first two but the other land on his flesh. They then both line up their bats to take out his knees. Attack: 25 Damage: 45 Attack: 16 Damage: 39
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He picks them up, smiling just a bit as he attempts to keep them stabilized "Oh, you're the boy she was talking about." He chuckles as he begins running to the station, using his field training to keep pressure on the wounds and prevent bleeding.
She lies down next to them, rubbing their arm, "I'm sorry I can't do more with my dear husband."
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 noticed, you're glistening with sweat." She says with a chuckle, holding up a bottle, "Want a drink? I've got plenty to spare."
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.)
Blood dribbles down his chin as his paralysis slowly wears off and he slumps. Blood stains his cheeks and white shirt.
"Its okay. Your pregnant. You need the rest my love."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He gets hit by the first one, grunting in pain but still smiling despite it [Parry Manuever: reduce damage by 10 ]. He manages to dodge the second one [Riposte Maneuver] and pulls out his dagger from his belt clip and attempts to plunge it into the neck of one of them.
Hit: 18 Damage: 8 plus 3
He then goes to take his Second Wind and regain 16 hp before clapping his hands together towards them [Thunderclap spell] (Make a DC save of 19 or take 16 thunder damage.)
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He sighs, unwilling to begin the prayer for them. He takes them inside to the medical ward, calling Waka and telling them to get X sister as he works on stabilizing them with proper equipment. Medicine:15
"I'll have to pay you back for all your love, thank you so 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 seems hesitant but then takes it, smiling back.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The knife clangs off his metal neck as the merc smiles.
SAves: 19 15
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The alcohol is sweet, clearly quality, but alcohol nonetheless, "You can have it, a gift for you."
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 lays on the table, staring at the ceiling as they slowly stabilize him.
He smiles. "You being with me is paying me back enough."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He looks down at them, his visage would be frightening if it hadn't just saved them. A few minutes later, Waka and Tresa are there, watching, worried.
She boops his nose "Too bad, you are going to get even more." She kisses their cheek.
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.)
One of X's metal arms twitches as the arm blade extends and goes back inside the arm, his tech faulty.
"Heyyy!!" he giggles
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He heats it up until the electricity can't properly pass through it. After he's stabilized enough to heal on his own, Kazuya nods and leaves. Waka and Tresa walk over, both looking incredibly worried.
She begins to feed them their food, sighing, "I love you more than anything."
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 breathes softly, blood still staining his shirt and cheeks
Leo lets her, smiling. "I love you too."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Waka wipes the blood off of their face, both his sister and girlfriend are on the verge of tears, holding him tightly, which hurts him a little.
"More." She says, just a little firmly "Have you been keeping up your workout routine?"
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.)
"Ow..." he whispers hoarsely
He nods. "Of course."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They both let go after a moment, Tresa just sits down outside while Waka continues the work on them to stop most of the pain.
She feels along their arm, continuing to feed them "Good."
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 keeps staring at the ceiling, looking like hes about to cry.
He smiles happily.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks into their eyes, moving her hair, those eyes of hers staring back at them, "I... I thought I would lose you, X."
"Do you want to watch a movie? I got one from a friend."
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.)
Tears start to trickle down his face. "im sorry..."
"Sure!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.