*I made a character with both seelie and unseelie vibes if you're interested in RP.*
*I really would love to, because that sounds wonderful, but I think I’m running into that problem where I don’t have any characters I’d enjoy roleplaying at the moment. And I’m not sure I feel like making any more right now.*
*You could bring in Julius from the Autumn Country, seeking refuge from the encroaching winter or something*
*Or you could play some random Fey and develop them on the fly, that sounds like you'd enjoy it*
*Perhaps Auriella (I think that's her name) could be trying to find more investigators*
*I made a character with both seelie and unseelie vibes if you're interested in RP.*
*I really would love to, because that sounds wonderful, but I think I’m running into that problem where I don’t have any characters I’d enjoy roleplaying at the moment. And I’m not sure I feel like making any more right now.*
*You could bring in Julius from the Autumn Country, seeking refuge from the encroaching winter or something*
*Or you could play some random Fey and develop them on the fly, that sounds like you'd enjoy it*
*Perhaps Auriella (I think that's her name) could be trying to find more investigators*
*Julius might be a good idea…*
*I’d need to refresh myself on where I’m at with the Aurelia thing, but maybe I could bring her back…*
*the only character I’ve roleplayed on here with recently is Vanilla, and I’m not exactly feeling like using him right now.*
*i think I’ll write an intro for Julius in a bit.*
*I made a character with both seelie and unseelie vibes if you're interested in RP.*
*I really would love to, because that sounds wonderful, but I think I’m running into that problem where I don’t have any characters I’d enjoy roleplaying at the moment. And I’m not sure I feel like making any more right now.*
*You could bring in Julius from the Autumn Country, seeking refuge from the encroaching winter or something*
*Or you could play some random Fey and develop them on the fly, that sounds like you'd enjoy it*
*Perhaps Auriella (I think that's her name) could be trying to find more investigators*
*Julius might be a good idea…*
*I’d need to refresh myself on where I’m at with the Aurelia thing, but maybe I could bring her back…*
*the only character I’ve roleplayed on here with recently is Vanilla, and I’m not exactly feeling like using him right now.*
*i think I’ll write an intro for Julius in a bit.*
*Yay! I’m in a rp mood.*
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The masked strugel, wrapped in dirty leather and furs as always, is holding a dancing ritual around a bonfire, all the children of the nearby towns lured by his sweets and joining in on the unstructured and barely supervised revelry.
The masked children seem unbothered by the innumerable corpses of various monsters (mostly fey like Meenlocks and Redcaps) impaled on spikes, roasting before the fires. In fact, they eat even the more humanoid monsters ravenously as soon as they are taken down from their posts.
This strugel cares for them all, making sure they balance self-expression and kindness, embracing the weird and horrifying while remaining safe. The kids seem to trust him implicitly, but those with more developed minds seem to avoid the debauched ritual site.
*The Aspen gods are called the Mink Weather gods, Mink meaning anthro. All six of the weather gods are my characters. yes, six.*
*Can I make a god?*
“Hypnotization?”
*Not a weather one, but if they're a Mink then they're going to be a direct spawn of God Himself, siblings to the rest of the Mink's, and half sibling to another of my characters. Otherwise, go nuts*
"Yeah."
*What’s a Mink?*
“Can you show me?”
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The masked strugel, wrapped in dirty leather and furs as always, is holding a dancing ritual around a bonfire, all the children of the nearby towns lured by his sweets and joining in on the unstructured and barely supervised revelry.
The masked children seem unbothered by the innumerable corpses of various monsters (mostly fey like Meenlocks and Redcaps) impaled on spikes, roasting before the fires. In fact, they eat even the more humanoid monsters ravenously as soon as they are taken down from their posts.
This strugel cares for them all, making sure they balance self-expression and kindness, embracing the weird and horrifying while remaining safe. The kids seem to trust him implicitly, but those with more developed minds seem to avoid the debauched ritual site.
Anzar watches the Strugel from the distance. His cloak suddenly catches on fire, and he quickly stomps it out.
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*The Aspen gods are called the Mink Weather gods, Mink meaning anthro. All six of the weather gods are my characters. yes, six.*
*Can I make a god?*
“Hypnotization?”
*Not a weather one, but if they're a Mink then they're going to be a direct spawn of God Himself, siblings to the rest of the Mink's, and half sibling to another of my characters. Otherwise, go nuts*
"Yeah."
*What’s a Mink?*
“Can you show me?”
*Like I said, a Mink is a species I made. They're anthro gods, each having a specific domain. Lumen is one of them.*
"Sure, sit down in front of me, dear."
*ohhhhhhhh.*
“Dear? Fine.” He does so.
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Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
The masked strugel, wrapped in dirty leather and furs as always, is holding a dancing ritual around a bonfire, all the children of the nearby towns lured by his sweets and joining in on the unstructured and barely supervised revelry.
The masked children seem unbothered by the innumerable corpses of various monsters (mostly fey like Meenlocks and Redcaps) impaled on spikes, roasting before the fires. In fact, they eat even the more humanoid monsters ravenously as soon as they are taken down from their posts.
This strugel cares for them all, making sure they balance self-expression and kindness, embracing the weird and horrifying while remaining safe. The kids seem to trust him implicitly, but those with more developed minds seem to avoid the debauched ritual site.
Anzar watches the Strugel from the distance. His cloak suddenly catches on fire, and he quickly stomps it out.
*Could I get a description?*
The tiny, fuzzy man's head suddenly twists almost 180 degrees to stare directly at Anzar. He slowly turns his body to face the same direction. His huge, white pupils are set into dark holes, and flick from various aspects of Anzar's appearance. The children slowly begin to turn to look as well, stopping their revelry.
The masked strugel, wrapped in dirty leather and furs as always, is holding a dancing ritual around a bonfire, all the children of the nearby towns lured by his sweets and joining in on the unstructured and barely supervised revelry.
The masked children seem unbothered by the innumerable corpses of various monsters (mostly fey like Meenlocks and Redcaps) impaled on spikes, roasting before the fires. In fact, they eat even the more humanoid monsters ravenously as soon as they are taken down from their posts.
This strugel cares for them all, making sure they balance self-expression and kindness, embracing the weird and horrifying while remaining safe. The kids seem to trust him implicitly, but those with more developed minds seem to avoid the debauched ritual site.
Anzar watches the Strugel from the distance. His cloak suddenly catches on fire, and he quickly stomps it out.
*Could I get a description?*
The tiny, fuzzy man's head suddenly twists almost 180 degrees to stare directly at Anzar. He slowly turns his body to face the same direction. His huge, white pupils are set into dark holes, and flick from various aspects of Anzar's appearance. The children slowly begin to turn to look as well, stopping their revelry.
*Golden blonde hair, silver-blue eyes, a silver suit, a golden cloak, and black boots.*
“Oh. I’m sorry…” Anzar says.
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Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
*The Aspen gods are called the Mink Weather gods, Mink meaning anthro. All six of the weather gods are my characters. yes, six.*
*Can I make a god?*
“Hypnotization?”
*Not a weather one, but if they're a Mink then they're going to be a direct spawn of God Himself, siblings to the rest of the Mink's, and half sibling to another of my characters. Otherwise, go nuts*
"Yeah."
*What’s a Mink?*
“Can you show me?”
*Like I said, a Mink is a species I made. They're anthro gods, each having a specific domain. Lumen is one of them.*
"Sure, sit down in front of me, dear."
*ohhhhhhhh.*
“Dear? Fine.” He does so.
"Gaze into my eyes, and count with me.. One... Two..." and so on and so forth
*Yep.*
He does.
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*You could bring in Julius from the Autumn Country, seeking refuge from the encroaching winter or something*
*Or you could play some random Fey and develop them on the fly, that sounds like you'd enjoy it*
*Perhaps Auriella (I think that's her name) could be trying to find more investigators*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“A bunny. Wow. What’s your domain?”
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*Can I make a god?*
“Hypnotization?”
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*Julius might be a good idea…*
*I’d need to refresh myself on where I’m at with the Aurelia thing, but maybe I could bring her back…*
*the only character I’ve roleplayed on here with recently is Vanilla, and I’m not exactly feeling like using him right now.*
*i think I’ll write an intro for Julius in a bit.*
*Yay! I’m in a rp mood.*
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The masked strugel, wrapped in dirty leather and furs as always, is holding a dancing ritual around a bonfire, all the children of the nearby towns lured by his sweets and joining in on the unstructured and barely supervised revelry.
The masked children seem unbothered by the innumerable corpses of various monsters (mostly fey like Meenlocks and Redcaps) impaled on spikes, roasting before the fires. In fact, they eat even the more humanoid monsters ravenously as soon as they are taken down from their posts.
This strugel cares for them all, making sure they balance self-expression and kindness, embracing the weird and horrifying while remaining safe. The kids seem to trust him implicitly, but those with more developed minds seem to avoid the debauched ritual site.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*What’s a Mink?*
“Can you show me?”
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Anzar watches the Strugel from the distance. His cloak suddenly catches on fire, and he quickly stomps it out.
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*ohhhhhhhh.*
“Dear? Fine.” He does so.
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*Could I get a description?*
The tiny, fuzzy man's head suddenly twists almost 180 degrees to stare directly at Anzar. He slowly turns his body to face the same direction. His huge, white pupils are set into dark holes, and flick from various aspects of Anzar's appearance. The children slowly begin to turn to look as well, stopping their revelry.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Hey Salem, wanna RP?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Golden blonde hair, silver-blue eyes, a silver suit, a golden cloak, and black boots.*
“Oh. I’m sorry…” Anzar says.
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He does.
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