”I am perfectly happy as I am, thank you. Doin’ what makes me happy, yessiree!” She waves her wand and the rain stops immediately. “Helpin’ people out with all of their-“ she waves her wand at him. “Problems.-… in fact, Y’know, if you ever wanted something you couldn’t get without a whole bunch of magic, I’d be happy to grant your wishes.” She smiles. Her smile isn’t very odd (well, for her, I mean, she’s a kooky lady who robs graves and teleports through dirt), but it’s… it’s unnerving. Her eyes show no genuine emotion, no happiness. No desire to help.
“Really? Considering that you do things for a price, I wouldn’t say that.”
“Listen, my price is 7 years of your life. You said you have at least a thousand left to live. Is 7 years off that number really that bad? And the things I can do-“ she waves her wand again, and a nearby weed is suddenly shaped and grown into a whole carriage, over the course of just a few seconds. A pair of feral rats turns into two (very confused) human servants, and four nearby cockroaches polymorph into elegant, white horses. With another swish of her wand, it all disappears. “that’s an old Fairy Godmother trick~”
“Still. Why do you need seven years of my life?”
She pouts childishly in a mocking manner. “My business.”
“For your life?”
”Nuh-Uh! I myself am immune to the creeping passage of time.”
“For the life of someone else? A pet dog or cat? I could imagine you with a pet… a pet snake. Poisonous.”
“I’d prefer to have a Pet raven. But no, it’s not a pet.”
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“What sort of depression, if you don’t mind me asking?”
"I would mind you asking."
“Sorry! Well, me, I used to be a god. Then I sacrificed myself for my dear old husband. But now I’m still immortal and I have to lose all my memories to become mortal. And THEN I lost my powers! Who came up with that rule?”
"I... wow."
“Yeah! Wow!”
"Well... you used to be a god?"
“Day and storms, Kiwi. Day and storms.”
"... Wow."
“And you’re an elf! You live a very long time too!”
"Yes... althoough, I too understand how much of a burden immortality is..."
“It is! A great burden.”
"... Yes..."
“How long have you been alive for?”
"Goin on three hundred, now,"
“Very before kiwis.”
"Indeed..."
“Well, hm
mm. I don’t know what to talk about!”
"Neither do I... I'm afraid I'm not the best at conversation."
“People tell me I’m energetic. Too energetic.”
"I've noticed that."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
”I am perfectly happy as I am, thank you. Doin’ what makes me happy, yessiree!” She waves her wand and the rain stops immediately. “Helpin’ people out with all of their-“ she waves her wand at him. “Problems.-… in fact, Y’know, if you ever wanted something you couldn’t get without a whole bunch of magic, I’d be happy to grant your wishes.” She smiles. Her smile isn’t very odd (well, for her, I mean, she’s a kooky lady who robs graves and teleports through dirt), but it’s… it’s unnerving. Her eyes show no genuine emotion, no happiness. No desire to help.
“Really? Considering that you do things for a price, I wouldn’t say that.”
“Listen, my price is 7 years of your life. You said you have at least a thousand left to live. Is 7 years off that number really that bad? And the things I can do-“ she waves her wand again, and a nearby weed is suddenly shaped and grown into a whole carriage, over the course of just a few seconds. A pair of feral rats turns into two (very confused) human servants, and four nearby cockroaches polymorph into elegant, white horses. With another swish of her wand, it all disappears. “that’s an old Fairy Godmother trick~”
“Still. Why do you need seven years of my life?”
She pouts childishly in a mocking manner. “My business.”
“For your life?”
”Nuh-Uh! I myself am immune to the creeping passage of time.”
“For the life of someone else? A pet dog or cat? I could imagine you with a pet… a pet snake. Poisonous.”
“I’d prefer to have a Pet raven. But no, it’s not a pet.”
“Awwwwww. I really did imagine you with a snake.”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
A scruffy-looking half-elf is in the centre of town, playing the lute. Several animals, mainly rats and pigeons, as well as a small swarm of cockroaches, have come to listen. He doesn't seem perturbed.
'They're my roommates, and good friends at that.' You notice that the half-elf's clothes are dirty and kinda ragged, and he smells less than fragrant.
"ahh. you live in the streets then?"
'Hah, nope.' The half-elf gives a crooked grin, picking up one of the rats and scratching it under the chin. 'And what about you? The name's...' he pauses. 'I've gone by many names. Ya can call me Flint though'
'They're my roommates, and good friends at that.' You notice that the half-elf's clothes are dirty and kinda ragged, and he smells less than fragrant.
"ahh. you live in the streets then?"
'Hah, nope.' The half-elf gives a crooked grin, picking up one of the rats and scratching it under the chin. 'And what about you? The name's...' he pauses. 'I've gone by many names. Ya can call me Flint though'
"Ive gone by many names as well, but I prefer timber"
'Hah, nice. Like a falling tree. Trees are nice, I don't see too many of them. But the ones with berries are good'
'They're my roommates, and good friends at that.' You notice that the half-elf's clothes are dirty and kinda ragged, and he smells less than fragrant.
"ahh. you live in the streets then?"
'Hah, nope.' The half-elf gives a crooked grin, picking up one of the rats and scratching it under the chin. 'And what about you? The name's...' he pauses. 'I've gone by many names. Ya can call me Flint though'
"Ive gone by many names as well, but I prefer timber"
'Hah, nice. Like a falling tree. Trees are nice, I don't see too many of them. But the ones with berries are good'
"indeed. tabaxi names can sometimes be odd. my full name is five timbers bright cliffs"
'That's a good name. Ya come from far away? I wouldn't know, I don't exactly get out much.'
'They're my roommates, and good friends at that.' You notice that the half-elf's clothes are dirty and kinda ragged, and he smells less than fragrant.
"ahh. you live in the streets then?"
'Hah, nope.' The half-elf gives a crooked grin, picking up one of the rats and scratching it under the chin. 'And what about you? The name's...' he pauses. 'I've gone by many names. Ya can call me Flint though'
"Ive gone by many names as well, but I prefer timber"
'Hah, nice. Like a falling tree. Trees are nice, I don't see too many of them. But the ones with berries are good'
"indeed. tabaxi names can sometimes be odd. my full name is five timbers bright cliffs"
'That's a good name. Ya come from far away? I wouldn't know, I don't exactly get out much.'
timber chuckles "You could say pretty far"
'Fair enough. I've been here a pretty long while now, though a lotta folks won't have seen me, cause I keep a low profile. Ya seem nice enough though. For a surface-dweller, anyway' Flint chuckles
'They're my roommates, and good friends at that.' You notice that the half-elf's clothes are dirty and kinda ragged, and he smells less than fragrant.
"ahh. you live in the streets then?"
'Hah, nope.' The half-elf gives a crooked grin, picking up one of the rats and scratching it under the chin. 'And what about you? The name's...' he pauses. 'I've gone by many names. Ya can call me Flint though'
"Ive gone by many names as well, but I prefer timber"
'Hah, nice. Like a falling tree. Trees are nice, I don't see too many of them. But the ones with berries are good'
"indeed. tabaxi names can sometimes be odd. my full name is five timbers bright cliffs"
'That's a good name. Ya come from far away? I wouldn't know, I don't exactly get out much.'
timber chuckles "You could say pretty far"
'Fair enough. I've been here a pretty long while now, though a lotta folks won't have seen me, cause I keep a low profile. Ya seem nice enough though. For a surface-dweller, anyway' Flint chuckles
"I wouldnt say I spend my time directly on the surrface. I much prefer the rafters of a building"
'Makes sense, ya a tree cat after all. Whereas, heck, I'm a half-elf, I should be going around with the rest of society or whatever, doing whatever the rest of the folks do. Not scuttling around with the rats. But it suits me better. If ya like rafters, the tavern got some pretty good ones. Hid up there when some of the town guard mistook me for a thief'
'They're my roommates, and good friends at that.' You notice that the half-elf's clothes are dirty and kinda ragged, and he smells less than fragrant.
"ahh. you live in the streets then?"
'Hah, nope.' The half-elf gives a crooked grin, picking up one of the rats and scratching it under the chin. 'And what about you? The name's...' he pauses. 'I've gone by many names. Ya can call me Flint though'
"Ive gone by many names as well, but I prefer timber"
'Hah, nice. Like a falling tree. Trees are nice, I don't see too many of them. But the ones with berries are good'
"indeed. tabaxi names can sometimes be odd. my full name is five timbers bright cliffs"
'That's a good name. Ya come from far away? I wouldn't know, I don't exactly get out much.'
timber chuckles "You could say pretty far"
'Fair enough. I've been here a pretty long while now, though a lotta folks won't have seen me, cause I keep a low profile. Ya seem nice enough though. For a surface-dweller, anyway' Flint chuckles
"I wouldnt say I spend my time directly on the surrface. I much prefer the rafters of a building"
'Makes sense, ya a tree cat after all. Whereas, heck, I'm a half-elf, I should be going around with the rest of society or whatever, doing whatever the rest of the folks do. Not scuttling around with the rats. But it suits me better. If ya like rafters, the tavern got some pretty good ones. Hid up there when some of the town guard mistook me for a thief'
"A tree cat that spent the majority of there life so far on the open sea. society isnt for everyone"
'Ah, so ya a sailor! That's pretty nice. I got a boat, it's kinda handy if ya got guests around. I can't have them have to swim to my place, can I? Wouldn't call myself a sailor though, it's just a rotten old thing, can't fit more than three in it. Suits me fine though'
'Ya wouldn't be too freaked out if I told ya I was a sewer rat? Wouldn't shriek and run away, holding ya nose like some high-and-mighty duchess, would ya?'
'Ya wouldn't be too freaked out if I told ya I was a sewer rat? Wouldn't shriek and run away, holding ya nose like some high-and-mighty duchess, would ya?'
"Ive spent my fair share of time in sewers. wouldnt say I enjoyed it, with the fur and all"
'That checks out. I guess, for me, it's the case that I grew up down there. So it's what I'm more used to. Ya been on the run or something?'
'Ya wouldn't be too freaked out if I told ya I was a sewer rat? Wouldn't shriek and run away, holding ya nose like some high-and-mighty duchess, would ya?'
"Ive spent my fair share of time in sewers. wouldnt say I enjoyed it, with the fur and all"
'That checks out. I guess, for me, it's the case that I grew up down there. So it's what I'm more used to. Ya been on the run or something?'
"ive had my fair share of run ins with the law, as well as cultists, gangs, and clergy members"
'Ya wouldn't be too freaked out if I told ya I was a sewer rat? Wouldn't shriek and run away, holding ya nose like some high-and-mighty duchess, would ya?'
"Ive spent my fair share of time in sewers. wouldnt say I enjoyed it, with the fur and all"
'That checks out. I guess, for me, it's the case that I grew up down there. So it's what I'm more used to. Ya been on the run or something?'
"ive had my fair share of run ins with the law, as well as cultists, gangs, and clergy members"
'Yep, same. Ya settled down now though?'
"as much as a pirate vampire can be"
'Fair enoughs. Well, if ya looking for a place to stay, ya welcome to crash with me, though it's not exactly to ya taste. Might not be so bad if ya want to avoid any entanglements with the authorities though. They don't go poking around in my domain.'
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“I’d prefer to have a Pet raven. But no, it’s not a pet.”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"I've noticed that."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
“Awwwwww. I really did imagine you with a snake.”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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*cut with Gonzy.*
“Thank you!”
*gtg*
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
*Goodnight! Happy midnight.*
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
A scruffy-looking half-elf is in the centre of town, playing the lute. Several animals, mainly rats and pigeons, as well as a small swarm of cockroaches, have come to listen. He doesn't seem perturbed.
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'Ah, hey there. Like the music?'
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'They're my roommates, and good friends at that.' You notice that the half-elf's clothes are dirty and kinda ragged, and he smells less than fragrant.
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'Hah, nope.' The half-elf gives a crooked grin, picking up one of the rats and scratching it under the chin. 'And what about you? The name's...' he pauses. 'I've gone by many names. Ya can call me Flint though'
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'Hah, nice. Like a falling tree. Trees are nice, I don't see too many of them. But the ones with berries are good'
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'That's a good name. Ya come from far away? I wouldn't know, I don't exactly get out much.'
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'Fair enough. I've been here a pretty long while now, though a lotta folks won't have seen me, cause I keep a low profile. Ya seem nice enough though. For a surface-dweller, anyway' Flint chuckles
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'Makes sense, ya a tree cat after all. Whereas, heck, I'm a half-elf, I should be going around with the rest of society or whatever, doing whatever the rest of the folks do. Not scuttling around with the rats. But it suits me better. If ya like rafters, the tavern got some pretty good ones. Hid up there when some of the town guard mistook me for a thief'
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'Ah, so ya a sailor! That's pretty nice. I got a boat, it's kinda handy if ya got guests around. I can't have them have to swim to my place, can I? Wouldn't call myself a sailor though, it's just a rotten old thing, can't fit more than three in it. Suits me fine though'
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'Ya wouldn't be too freaked out if I told ya I was a sewer rat? Wouldn't shriek and run away, holding ya nose like some high-and-mighty duchess, would ya?'
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'That checks out. I guess, for me, it's the case that I grew up down there. So it's what I'm more used to. Ya been on the run or something?'
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'Yep, same. Ya settled down now though?'
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'Fair enoughs. Well, if ya looking for a place to stay, ya welcome to crash with me, though it's not exactly to ya taste. Might not be so bad if ya want to avoid any entanglements with the authorities though. They don't go poking around in my domain.'
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A young man is outside shooting a futuristic blue cannon where his hand should be. It’s shooting plasma blasts.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
'Wait, should I be scared of ya?' Flint laughs, half-nervously, his eyes darting to the nearest sewer grate
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