Sam is out by the docks, helping sailors load cargo onto their ships for a few coins. He hums to himself as he does, the melody is an old sea shanty his father used to sing to him when he was younger.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Sam is out by the docks, helping sailors load cargo onto their ships for a few coins. He hums to himself as he does, the melody is an old sea shanty his father used to sing to him when he was younger.
*Eh, I would say you should.*
Sam can hear the sound of someone drowning nearby. Not far, and it only started recently, so he might just be able to save whoever it is.
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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.'
Sam is out by the docks, helping sailors load cargo onto their ships for a few coins. He hums to himself as he does, the melody is an old sea shanty his father used to sing to him when he was younger.
*Eh, I would say you should.*
Sam can hear the sound of someone drowning nearby. Not far, and it only started recently, so he might just be able to save whoever it is.
Sitting in the library of the tavern is a woman. She appears to be no more than in her mid-twenties, but she seems sickly. Her skin is very pale, lacking any color. Her long blonde hair is tied back in a ponytail. Her eyes look empty but somehow still bright. Tattoo-like tendrils of black creep up her neck and crawl around her jawline.
He quickly drops whatever he is currently holding and runs around the deck, looking around in concern.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Sam is out by the docks, helping sailors load cargo onto their ships for a few coins. He hums to himself as he does, the melody is an old sea shanty his father used to sing to him when he was younger.
*Eh, I would say you should.*
Sam can hear the sound of someone drowning nearby. Not far, and it only started recently, so he might just be able to save whoever it is.
Sitting in the library of the tavern is a woman. She appears to be no more than in her mid-twenties, but she seems sickly. Her skin is very pale, lacking any color. Her long blonde hair is tied back in a ponytail. Her eyes look empty but somehow still bright. Tattoo-like tendrils of black creep up her neck and crawl around her jawline.
He quickly drops whatever he is currently holding and runs around the deck, looking around in concern.
Kazuya, the scarred and intimidating fire fighter, walks into the tavern. He orders himself a meal, his eyes drawn to them for a moment, though he's not in much of a good condition himself, he walks over with his meal, putting it in front of them, seemingly offering for them to have it.
In the shallow part of the water, the top of someone's head can be seen as they flail in the water, held down by something, a vague shape like some kind of block holding them under the water.
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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.'
Sam is out by the docks, helping sailors load cargo onto their ships for a few coins. He hums to himself as he does, the melody is an old sea shanty his father used to sing to him when he was younger.
*Eh, I would say you should.*
Sam can hear the sound of someone drowning nearby. Not far, and it only started recently, so he might just be able to save whoever it is.
Sitting in the library of the tavern is a woman. She appears to be no more than in her mid-twenties, but she seems sickly. Her skin is very pale, lacking any color. Her long blonde hair is tied back in a ponytail. Her eyes look empty but somehow still bright. Tattoo-like tendrils of black creep up her neck and crawl around her jawline.
He quickly drops whatever he is currently holding and runs around the deck, looking around in concern.
Kazuya, the scarred and intimidating fire fighter, walks into the tavern. He orders himself a meal, his eyes drawn to them for a moment, though he's not in much of a good condition himself, he walks over with his meal, putting it in front of them, seemingly offering for them to have it.
In the shallow part of the water, the top of someone's head can be seen as they flail in the water, held down by something, a vague shape like some kind of block holding them under the water.
She looks up and smiles, shaking her head "I'm sorry.. It would be a waste of your meal. I can't hold anything down anymore, it seems."
He hesitates for a second before cursing and diving in. His human form seems to disappear as soon as he hits the water, scales of blue, purple, and white suddenly coming to life across his body. The rope or chain holding this creature to the block is suddenly ripped apart, freeing them.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She looks up and smiles, shaking her head "I'm sorry.. It would be a waste of your meal. I can't hold anything down anymore, it seems."
He hesitates for a second before cursing and diving in. His human form seems to disappear as soon as he hits the water, scales of blue, purple, and white suddenly coming to life across his body. The rope or chain holding this creature to the block is suddenly ripped apart, freeing them.
He nods, sitting down at the table or booth they are at, sliding the food to the side. He speaks with a soft, but deep voice, partially because of his scarred mouth keeping it mostly shut "I apologize, I wish I could help, but I doubt I can. I am Kazuya, the pleasure is all mine."
The person who was drowning swims to the surface, collapsing onto land and coughing up water as they attempt to thank their savior. They wretch and hack up sea water, shivering and barely holding themselves up.
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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 looks up and smiles, shaking her head "I'm sorry.. It would be a waste of your meal. I can't hold anything down anymore, it seems."
He hesitates for a second before cursing and diving in. His human form seems to disappear as soon as he hits the water, scales of blue, purple, and white suddenly coming to life across his body. The rope or chain holding this creature to the block is suddenly ripped apart, freeing them.
He nods, sitting down at the table or booth they are at, sliding the food to the side. He speaks with a soft, but deep voice, partially because of his scarred mouth keeping it mostly shut "I apologize, I wish I could help, but I doubt I can. I am Kazuya, the pleasure is all mine."
The person who was drowning swims to the surface, collapsing onto land and coughing up water as they attempt to thank their savior. They wretch and hack up sea water, shivering and barely holding themselves up.
"My name is Fia, it is nice to meet you." She bows her head and does her best to give a smile.
Sam doesn't return to the surface, not even moving close to it. He seems a bit hesitant.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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*[joins in]*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*(Stands there with confusion visible on my face)*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
*(naturally starts dancing)*
*Oh, just for the sake of asking cause I’ll be gone in a few days, does anybody wanna possibly rp?*
*Either of you two wanna RP before I collapse?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Yems*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Do I want to introduce my girl now or later?*
Sam is out by the docks, helping sailors load cargo onto their ships for a few coins. He hums to himself as he does, the melody is an old sea shanty his father used to sing to him when he was younger.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Thank you. I mean that.*
Thirteen walks over to her, looking somewhat ragged.
Mauric waves to Damian from a small distance away. “Hey man!”
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.
*Who do's yous want?*
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.)
*Eh, I would say you should.*
Sam can hear the sound of someone drowning nearby. Not far, and it only started recently, so he might just be able to save whoever it is.
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 looks up to them, and frowns, standing up, "Professor, what has happened now?"
Immediately recognizing the voice, he waves before even looking up "Mauric! Hey!"
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.)
Sitting in the library of the tavern is a woman. She appears to be no more than in her mid-twenties, but she seems sickly. Her skin is very pale, lacking any color. Her long blonde hair is tied back in a ponytail. Her eyes look empty but somehow still bright. Tattoo-like tendrils of black creep up her neck and crawl around her jawline.
He quickly drops whatever he is currently holding and runs around the deck, looking around in concern.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Kazuya, the scarred and intimidating fire fighter, walks into the tavern. He orders himself a meal, his eyes drawn to them for a moment, though he's not in much of a good condition himself, he walks over with his meal, putting it in front of them, seemingly offering for them to have it.
In the shallow part of the water, the top of someone's head can be seen as they flail in the water, held down by something, a vague shape like some kind of block holding them under the water.
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 struggling with problems of my own, but they shouldn’t be your concern. How are you?”
Mauric hurries over, smiling.
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 shakes her head and crosses her arms "My last professor died because I didn't worry about his problems. What's wrong?"
He meets them halfway with a hug, "Ah, my other brother, how are 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.)
*I'm gonna intro soon if no one stops me.*
*I'm getting Dabi vibes from this character despite the two characters being nothing alike.*
*Oh, the character is Danny from my latest story, by the way.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Oh Danny? I read the story, I hope you enjoy playing them. I don't plan on stopping you, I might intro my other guy tomorrow, the new anchor.*
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 looks up and smiles, shaking her head "I'm sorry.. It would be a waste of your meal. I can't hold anything down anymore, it seems."
He hesitates for a second before cursing and diving in. His human form seems to disappear as soon as he hits the water, scales of blue, purple, and white suddenly coming to life across his body. The rope or chain holding this creature to the block is suddenly ripped apart, freeing them.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He nods, sitting down at the table or booth they are at, sliding the food to the side. He speaks with a soft, but deep voice, partially because of his scarred mouth keeping it mostly shut "I apologize, I wish I could help, but I doubt I can. I am Kazuya, the pleasure is all mine."
The person who was drowning swims to the surface, collapsing onto land and coughing up water as they attempt to thank their savior. They wretch and hack up sea water, shivering and barely holding themselves up.
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.)
"My name is Fia, it is nice to meet you." She bows her head and does her best to give a smile.
Sam doesn't return to the surface, not even moving close to it. He seems a bit hesitant.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]