He tilts his head again, thinking. After a moment, he articulates a response. "Uhh... Nuh-uh. That's like... voodoo dolls, right?" He ties the strings to his claws and makes the puppet dance. "I just think they're neat." He smiles wide.
"So it is sympathetic. What is done onto that reflects onto me." They state, before thinking. "Do you practice such a craft well?"
"I dunno. I got a little... magic stuff." He has the puppet mime whittling with surprising detail in its movement. "I like making puppets. Making people happy. Not good at voices, though. But it's uh'kay. I can... hear da laughs better." He looks up from the three-foot-tall marionette and into Lazarus' eyes. "Do you like it?"
“Call me an egotist, but yes. It reminds me of my childhood… and life.” They reply wistfully. “Is it one size fits all?”
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He chuckles, looking at her. "I don't drink either. Seen too many fall for the bottle so hard they forget their friends... and themselves. But who am I to tell others what they can and can't enjoy?"
"Good on you, sharing your wealth to bring others some happiness."
He giggles. "I'm gonna get a bath and perfume, and I'm gonna go to a barber, and I'm gonna have some real food! Did you know that they don't mix up their garbage here? Most places, see, they stir everything together to ruin it, so people like me will starve. But lucky me, some rich kid got themself dumped in the river in a bag, and they were so grateful for my rescue, they left me all the valuables they had on em'! Made myself a pretty penny off those earrings!"
She bends her neck down, her long hair falling around her like a nuns veil "Ah.. a grateful rescue? How.. generous."
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
"I dunno. I got a little... magic stuff." He has the puppet mime whittling with surprising detail in its movement. "I like making puppets. Making people happy. Not good at voices, though. But it's uh'kay. I can... hear da laughs better." He looks up from the three-foot-tall marionette and into Lazarus' eyes. "Do you like it?"
“Call me an egotist, but yes. It reminds me of my childhood… and life.” They reply wistfully. “Is it one size fits all?”
"Nah. I gotta bunch." He seems very happy. His big tail thumps against the ground. "Kid puppets, momma puppets, pappa puppets... You can change out bits and pieces, but they got different shapes."
He giggles. "I'm gonna get a bath and perfume, and I'm gonna go to a barber, and I'm gonna have some real food! Did you know that they don't mix up their garbage here? Most places, see, they stir everything together to ruin it, so people like me will starve. But lucky me, some rich kid got themself dumped in the river in a bag, and they were so grateful for my rescue, they left me all the valuables they had on em'! Made myself a pretty penny off those earrings!"
She bends her neck down, her long hair falling around her like a nuns veil "Ah.. a grateful rescue? How.. generous."
"I wish I could've had his shoes, though. They were verrry nice. Curly toes and everything."
*Happy Halloween! Can I have a description of your character?*
The heavy beating of wings fills the air. A larger than average pelican lands with all the force of a ship pulling into a harbor not far from you. He waddles closer to you, eyes fixed on the ghost costume.
*Happy Halloween! Can I have a description of your character?*
The heavy beating of wings fills the air. A larger than average pelican lands with all the force of a ship pulling into a harbor not far from you. He waddles closer to you, eyes fixed on the ghost costume.
Yacatl is a purple furred tabaxi that looks to carry a heavier weight of ages than his body's age implies. He has a bag of holding at the waist, various potions in a different bag, and some boots of speed on his feet.
Yacatl turns slighty to see what made the sound, before jumping back. "Man, you scared me..." They exclaim, steadying themselves. "Um... do you have an owner?"
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*Armoured undead centaur, boy with time control powers, depressed painter, or harpooner with the powers of a sea monster? Which one to make?*
Meroving states to no one in particlar
You know, I could use a time traveling companion, wink wink. But naturally, me communicating to the Players would be uncooth or whatever Ghost tells me
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*Armoured undead centaur, boy with time control powers, depressed painter, or harpooner with the powers of a sea monster? Which one to make?*
Meroving states to no one in particlar
You know, I could use a time traveling companion, wink wink. But naturally, me communicating to the Players would be uncooth or whatever Ghost tells me
*just to let you know he can only turn back time 4 seconds.*
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Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
*Happy Halloween! Can I have a description of your character?*
The heavy beating of wings fills the air. A larger than average pelican lands with all the force of a ship pulling into a harbor not far from you. He waddles closer to you, eyes fixed on the ghost costume.
Yacatl is a purple furred tabaxi that looks to carry a heavier weight of ages than his body's age implies. He has a bag of holding at the waist, various potions in a different bag, and some boots of speed on his feet.
Yacatl turns slighty to see what made the sound, before jumping back. "Man, you scared me..." They exclaim, steadying themselves. "Um... do you have an owner?"
It turns its head sideways to better examine you with a wrinkle-rimmed eye. It ruffles its feathers and draws its wings closer to itself indignantly. The seabird clacks its beak once or twice before opening it and speaking in a deep, gravelly voice, "I'm not a thing to be owned. I am as free as a bird... for obvious reasons. How about you? Where's your owner?"
*Armoured undead centaur, boy with time control powers, depressed painter, or harpooner with the powers of a sea monster? Which one to make?*
Meroving states to no one in particlar
You know, I could use a time traveling companion, wink wink. But naturally, me communicating to the Players would be uncooth or whatever Ghost tells me
*just to let you know he can only turn back time 4 seconds.*
I mean, I have the time stone from Marvel (whatever that is). Something is something. I could use a new host companion!
*Happy Halloween! Can I have a description of your character?*
The heavy beating of wings fills the air. A larger than average pelican lands with all the force of a ship pulling into a harbor not far from you. He waddles closer to you, eyes fixed on the ghost costume.
Yacatl is a purple furred tabaxi that looks to carry a heavier weight of ages than his body's age implies. He has a bag of holding at the waist, various potions in a different bag, and some boots of speed on his feet.
Yacatl turns slighty to see what made the sound, before jumping back. "Man, you scared me..." They exclaim, steadying themselves. "Um... do you have an owner?"
It turns its head sideways to better examine you with a wrinkle-rimmed eye. It ruffles its feathers and draws its wings closer to itself indignantly. The seabird clacks its beak once or twice before opening it and speaking in a deep, gravelly voice, "I'm not a thing to be owned. I am as free as a bird... for obvious reasons. How about you? Where's your owner?"
They study the Pelican before them. "O-oh, my apologies. Um... my owner is away and I hope they remain as such, but names as strange things in the realm of the fey."
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“Call me an egotist, but yes. It reminds me of my childhood… and life.” They reply wistfully. “Is it one size fits all?”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*gtg, trivia night means no electronics *
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She bends her neck down, her long hair falling around her like a nuns veil "Ah.. a grateful rescue? How.. generous."
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Nah. I gotta bunch." He seems very happy. His big tail thumps against the ground. "Kid puppets, momma puppets, pappa puppets... You can change out bits and pieces, but they got different shapes."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"I wish I could've had his shoes, though. They were verrry nice. Curly toes and everything."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
As soft rain falls upon the local town, a terrible beast rears their ugly head, slaughtering and terrorizing as they go.
"Die now and curse in vain, o ye of little faith! Where are your gods now on this hallowtide!"
Uglar's having a blast
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*Happy Halloween everyone!*
Greg is fleeing in terror
Ulgar/Lazarus is terrorizing the townsfolk
Yacatl is making a ghost costume
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*Happy Halloween! Can I have a description of your character?*
The heavy beating of wings fills the air. A larger than average pelican lands with all the force of a ship pulling into a harbor not far from you. He waddles closer to you, eyes fixed on the ghost costume.
*This is still going? (visible surprise)*
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My other account is EJODM29715.
Yacatl is a purple furred tabaxi that looks to carry a heavier weight of ages than his body's age implies. He has a bag of holding at the waist, various potions in a different bag, and some boots of speed on his feet.
Yacatl turns slighty to see what made the sound, before jumping back. "Man, you scared me..." They exclaim, steadying themselves. "Um... do you have an owner?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Morning, gents!*
*Just finishing up my murderous chefbot for Halloween and I'll be right on!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
*I mean, I might as well try*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*hmm...*
*Armoured undead centaur, boy with time control powers, depressed painter, or harpooner with the powers of a sea monster? Which one to make?*
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My other account is EJODM29715.
*Yeah why not*
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My other account is EJODM29715.
*Fantastic to hear!*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Meroving states to no one in particlar
You know, I could use a time traveling companion, wink wink. But naturally, me communicating to the Players would be uncooth or whatever Ghost tells me
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*just to let you know he can only turn back time 4 seconds.*
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My other account is EJODM29715.
It turns its head sideways to better examine you with a wrinkle-rimmed eye. It ruffles its feathers and draws its wings closer to itself indignantly. The seabird clacks its beak once or twice before opening it and speaking in a deep, gravelly voice, "I'm not a thing to be owned. I am as free as a bird... for obvious reasons. How about you? Where's your owner?"
I mean, I have the time stone from Marvel (whatever that is). Something is something. I could use a new
hostcompanion!Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They study the Pelican before them. "O-oh, my apologies. Um... my owner is away and I hope they remain as such, but names as strange things in the realm of the fey."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now