The door is opened by a heavily armed warforge that has a permeant scowl on their face. Another appears wheeling in a Human male strapped down like a common piece of furniture. The man wears a straight jacket fitted with metal rings so the cloth doesnt break loose, simple white breeches, and a plastic grey mask over his nose and mouth that prevents him from speaking. His skin is pale while his hair is slightly greyed but shaven down. He thrashes back and forth in the wheeler before a warforge pulls out a needle and injects it into the man's neck. The man goes limp instantly.
the first warforge sighed "I swear this is the worst idea Montoon has had in awhile." it said and pulled out a spellbook and walked over to the front "May we have a first level room, preferable with the whole sector cleared out?". They are given a key to a room as the warforge nods as its companion wheels away the man. His eyes glint with amusement as he passes by people before disappearing.
*Hmmmm, i dunno who to use*
Azazel looks over at them curiously from the couch
The warforge snarls "Eyes off the prisoner"
"Eyes off the merchandise," He says in response, flipping off the robot
The warforge snarl's, raising a fist, about to punch azazel when their partner comes running out "BLOODY HELL, I TURN MY EYES AWAY FOR ONE SECOND AND HE DISAPPEARS INTO THIN AIR!!"
Azazel laughs maniacally, "How are you that bad at your job that the unconcious guy tied down escapes?"
"He wasn't unconuisus, he was sedated" The warforge snarls and forms a dagger in his hand "Go find him!" he snarls at the 2nd warforge as they both disappear out the door.
"You've poked their nerves, well done..." a voice says in azazel's head
"Eh, should've used a horse trainqulizer, stuff works a treat on normal people."
he looks around for a moment, "God, and or bill?"
"No, neither exist."
"Actually i've met both. Pretty chill. Who are you then?"
"that's unimportant at the moment. better question is, why are you here azazel?"
He points to adder, "This guy. And i'm kinda seen as a freak back home."
"Mn i can see that."
"So.... got a reason for talking to me?"
"Maybe i do, Maybe i don't. Your smart, you can figure it out"
The door is opened by a heavily armed warforge that has a permeant scowl on their face. Another appears wheeling in a Human male strapped down like a common piece of furniture. The man wears a straight jacket fitted with metal rings so the cloth doesnt break loose, simple white breeches, and a plastic grey mask over his nose and mouth that prevents him from speaking. His skin is pale while his hair is slightly greyed but shaven down. He thrashes back and forth in the wheeler before a warforge pulls out a needle and injects it into the man's neck. The man goes limp instantly.
the first warforge sighed "I swear this is the worst idea Montoon has had in awhile." it said and pulled out a spellbook and walked over to the front "May we have a first level room, preferable with the whole sector cleared out?". They are given a key to a room as the warforge nods as its companion wheels away the man. His eyes glint with amusement as he passes by people before disappearing.
*Hmmmm, i dunno who to use*
Azazel looks over at them curiously from the couch
The warforge snarls "Eyes off the prisoner"
"Eyes off the merchandise," He says in response, flipping off the robot
The warforge snarl's, raising a fist, about to punch azazel when their partner comes running out "BLOODY HELL, I TURN MY EYES AWAY FOR ONE SECOND AND HE DISAPPEARS INTO THIN AIR!!"
Azazel laughs maniacally, "How are you that bad at your job that the unconcious guy tied down escapes?"
"He wasn't unconuisus, he was sedated" The warforge snarls and forms a dagger in his hand "Go find him!" he snarls at the 2nd warforge as they both disappear out the door.
"You've poked their nerves, well done..." a voice says in azazel's head
"Eh, should've used a horse trainqulizer, stuff works a treat on normal people."
he looks around for a moment, "God, and or bill?"
"No, neither exist."
"Actually i've met both. Pretty chill. Who are you then?"
"that's unimportant at the moment. better question is, why are you here azazel?"
He points to adder, "This guy. And i'm kinda seen as a freak back home."
"Mn i can see that."
"So.... got a reason for talking to me?"
"Maybe i do, Maybe i don't. Your smart, you can figure it out"
"I'm going to guess you're the convict the robots lost. Eat many people?"
The door is opened by a heavily armed warforge that has a permeant scowl on their face. Another appears wheeling in a Human male strapped down like a common piece of furniture. The man wears a straight jacket fitted with metal rings so the cloth doesnt break loose, simple white breeches, and a plastic grey mask over his nose and mouth that prevents him from speaking. His skin is pale while his hair is slightly greyed but shaven down. He thrashes back and forth in the wheeler before a warforge pulls out a needle and injects it into the man's neck. The man goes limp instantly.
the first warforge sighed "I swear this is the worst idea Montoon has had in awhile." it said and pulled out a spellbook and walked over to the front "May we have a first level room, preferable with the whole sector cleared out?". They are given a key to a room as the warforge nods as its companion wheels away the man. His eyes glint with amusement as he passes by people before disappearing.
*Hmmmm, i dunno who to use*
Azazel looks over at them curiously from the couch
The warforge snarls "Eyes off the prisoner"
"Eyes off the merchandise," He says in response, flipping off the robot
The warforge snarl's, raising a fist, about to punch azazel when their partner comes running out "BLOODY HELL, I TURN MY EYES AWAY FOR ONE SECOND AND HE DISAPPEARS INTO THIN AIR!!"
Azazel laughs maniacally, "How are you that bad at your job that the unconcious guy tied down escapes?"
"He wasn't unconuisus, he was sedated" The warforge snarls and forms a dagger in his hand "Go find him!" he snarls at the 2nd warforge as they both disappear out the door.
"You've poked their nerves, well done..." a voice says in azazel's head
"Eh, should've used a horse trainqulizer, stuff works a treat on normal people."
he looks around for a moment, "God, and or bill?"
"No, neither exist."
"Actually i've met both. Pretty chill. Who are you then?"
"that's unimportant at the moment. better question is, why are you here azazel?"
He points to adder, "This guy. And i'm kinda seen as a freak back home."
"Mn i can see that."
"So.... got a reason for talking to me?"
"Maybe i do, Maybe i don't. Your smart, you can figure it out"
"I'm going to guess you're the convict the robots lost. Eat many people?"
The door is opened by a heavily armed warforge that has a permeant scowl on their face. Another appears wheeling in a Human male strapped down like a common piece of furniture. The man wears a straight jacket fitted with metal rings so the cloth doesnt break loose, simple white breeches, and a plastic grey mask over his nose and mouth that prevents him from speaking. His skin is pale while his hair is slightly greyed but shaven down. He thrashes back and forth in the wheeler before a warforge pulls out a needle and injects it into the man's neck. The man goes limp instantly.
the first warforge sighed "I swear this is the worst idea Montoon has had in awhile." it said and pulled out a spellbook and walked over to the front "May we have a first level room, preferable with the whole sector cleared out?". They are given a key to a room as the warforge nods as its companion wheels away the man. His eyes glint with amusement as he passes by people before disappearing.
Theren watches with interest.
The warforge snarls at him "Keep yer eyes off the prisoner mate"
"Look dude. I have no interest in messing with that guy. I've seen enough crazy people in my days."
*I based this prisoner off of Hannibal Lecter so have fun with that idea*
The Warforges eyes narrow before its partner comes back. "BLOODY HELL, I TURN MY EYES AWAY FOR ONE SECOND AND HE DISAPPEARS INTO THIN AIR!!"
*Oh dear*
Theren smiles at this. "Better not to take your eyes off them looneys."
"You shuddap" The 1st warforge says and grabs his pistol "He couldn't have gotten far, find him" he snarls at the 2nd one before both of them leave.
Theren rolls his eyes and leans back in his chair.
"awfully tedious they are" a voice says in your mind.
Without even blinking Theren responds. "Yeah. You the prisoner?"
"Maybe i am, how about you turn around to see?"
Theren turns around slowly while grabbing the hilt of his dagger.
You find no one behind you but as you turn back around you find yourself no longer alone at your table. The man sits across from you and tilts his head.
"Quite sorry i have to talk to you telepathically, this mask does prevent me from speaking.... and ripping the noses off people."
"Right well lets keep it that way."
"You could take it off for me, i would appreciate it"
The door is opened by a heavily armed warforge that has a permeant scowl on their face. Another appears wheeling in a Human male strapped down like a common piece of furniture. The man wears a straight jacket fitted with metal rings so the cloth doesnt break loose, simple white breeches, and a plastic grey mask over his nose and mouth that prevents him from speaking. His skin is pale while his hair is slightly greyed but shaven down. He thrashes back and forth in the wheeler before a warforge pulls out a needle and injects it into the man's neck. The man goes limp instantly.
the first warforge sighed "I swear this is the worst idea Montoon has had in awhile." it said and pulled out a spellbook and walked over to the front "May we have a first level room, preferable with the whole sector cleared out?". They are given a key to a room as the warforge nods as its companion wheels away the man. His eyes glint with amusement as he passes by people before disappearing.
Theren watches with interest.
The warforge snarls at him "Keep yer eyes off the prisoner mate"
"Look dude. I have no interest in messing with that guy. I've seen enough crazy people in my days."
*I based this prisoner off of Hannibal Lecter so have fun with that idea*
The Warforges eyes narrow before its partner comes back. "BLOODY HELL, I TURN MY EYES AWAY FOR ONE SECOND AND HE DISAPPEARS INTO THIN AIR!!"
*Oh dear*
Theren smiles at this. "Better not to take your eyes off them looneys."
"You shuddap" The 1st warforge says and grabs his pistol "He couldn't have gotten far, find him" he snarls at the 2nd one before both of them leave.
Theren rolls his eyes and leans back in his chair.
"awfully tedious they are" a voice says in your mind.
Without even blinking Theren responds. "Yeah. You the prisoner?"
"Maybe i am, how about you turn around to see?"
Theren turns around slowly while grabbing the hilt of his dagger.
You find no one behind you but as you turn back around you find yourself no longer alone at your table. The man sits across from you and tilts his head.
"Quite sorry i have to talk to you telepathically, this mask does prevent me from speaking.... and ripping the noses off people."
"Right well lets keep it that way."
"You could take it off for me, i would appreciate it"
The door is opened by a heavily armed warforge that has a permeant scowl on their face. Another appears wheeling in a Human male strapped down like a common piece of furniture. The man wears a straight jacket fitted with metal rings so the cloth doesnt break loose, simple white breeches, and a plastic grey mask over his nose and mouth that prevents him from speaking. His skin is pale while his hair is slightly greyed but shaven down. He thrashes back and forth in the wheeler before a warforge pulls out a needle and injects it into the man's neck. The man goes limp instantly.
the first warforge sighed "I swear this is the worst idea Montoon has had in awhile." it said and pulled out a spellbook and walked over to the front "May we have a first level room, preferable with the whole sector cleared out?". They are given a key to a room as the warforge nods as its companion wheels away the man. His eyes glint with amusement as he passes by people before disappearing.
Theren watches with interest.
The warforge snarls at him "Keep yer eyes off the prisoner mate"
"Look dude. I have no interest in messing with that guy. I've seen enough crazy people in my days."
*I based this prisoner off of Hannibal Lecter so have fun with that idea*
The Warforges eyes narrow before its partner comes back. "BLOODY HELL, I TURN MY EYES AWAY FOR ONE SECOND AND HE DISAPPEARS INTO THIN AIR!!"
*Oh dear*
Theren smiles at this. "Better not to take your eyes off them looneys."
"You shuddap" The 1st warforge says and grabs his pistol "He couldn't have gotten far, find him" he snarls at the 2nd one before both of them leave.
Theren rolls his eyes and leans back in his chair.
"awfully tedious they are" a voice says in your mind.
Without even blinking Theren responds. "Yeah. You the prisoner?"
"Maybe i am, how about you turn around to see?"
Theren turns around slowly while grabbing the hilt of his dagger.
You find no one behind you but as you turn back around you find yourself no longer alone at your table. The man sits across from you and tilts his head.
"Quite sorry i have to talk to you telepathically, this mask does prevent me from speaking.... and ripping the noses off people."
"Right well lets keep it that way."
"You could take it off for me, i would appreciate it"
The door is opened by a heavily armed warforge that has a permeant scowl on their face. Another appears wheeling in a Human male strapped down like a common piece of furniture. The man wears a straight jacket fitted with metal rings so the cloth doesnt break loose, simple white breeches, and a plastic grey mask over his nose and mouth that prevents him from speaking. His skin is pale while his hair is slightly greyed but shaven down. He thrashes back and forth in the wheeler before a warforge pulls out a needle and injects it into the man's neck. The man goes limp instantly.
the first warforge sighed "I swear this is the worst idea Montoon has had in awhile." it said and pulled out a spellbook and walked over to the front "May we have a first level room, preferable with the whole sector cleared out?". They are given a key to a room as the warforge nods as its companion wheels away the man. His eyes glint with amusement as he passes by people before disappearing.
Theren watches with interest.
The warforge snarls at him "Keep yer eyes off the prisoner mate"
"Look dude. I have no interest in messing with that guy. I've seen enough crazy people in my days."
*I based this prisoner off of Hannibal Lecter so have fun with that idea*
The Warforges eyes narrow before its partner comes back. "BLOODY HELL, I TURN MY EYES AWAY FOR ONE SECOND AND HE DISAPPEARS INTO THIN AIR!!"
*Oh dear*
Theren smiles at this. "Better not to take your eyes off them looneys."
"You shuddap" The 1st warforge says and grabs his pistol "He couldn't have gotten far, find him" he snarls at the 2nd one before both of them leave.
Theren rolls his eyes and leans back in his chair.
"awfully tedious they are" a voice says in your mind.
Without even blinking Theren responds. "Yeah. You the prisoner?"
"Maybe i am, how about you turn around to see?"
Theren turns around slowly while grabbing the hilt of his dagger.
You find no one behind you but as you turn back around you find yourself no longer alone at your table. The man sits across from you and tilts his head.
"Quite sorry i have to talk to you telepathically, this mask does prevent me from speaking.... and ripping the noses off people."
"Right well lets keep it that way."
"You could take it off for me, i would appreciate it"
"You gonna bite off my nose?"
"Of course not, that would be most rude."
"Cool" Theren then takes off his mask.
You see that his chin, mouth, cheeks, are all scarred horribly. He cracks his jaw once and chuckles "I thank you very much" he says and smiled, you can see that his teeth are unnervingly in neat and orderly row, the canines appear sharper then normal however.
The door is opened by a heavily armed warforge that has a permeant scowl on their face. Another appears wheeling in a Human male strapped down like a common piece of furniture. The man wears a straight jacket fitted with metal rings so the cloth doesnt break loose, simple white breeches, and a plastic grey mask over his nose and mouth that prevents him from speaking. His skin is pale while his hair is slightly greyed but shaven down. He thrashes back and forth in the wheeler before a warforge pulls out a needle and injects it into the man's neck. The man goes limp instantly.
the first warforge sighed "I swear this is the worst idea Montoon has had in awhile." it said and pulled out a spellbook and walked over to the front "May we have a first level room, preferable with the whole sector cleared out?". They are given a key to a room as the warforge nods as its companion wheels away the man. His eyes glint with amusement as he passes by people before disappearing.
*Hmmmm, i dunno who to use*
Azazel looks over at them curiously from the couch
The warforge snarls "Eyes off the prisoner"
"Eyes off the merchandise," He says in response, flipping off the robot
The warforge snarl's, raising a fist, about to punch azazel when their partner comes running out "BLOODY HELL, I TURN MY EYES AWAY FOR ONE SECOND AND HE DISAPPEARS INTO THIN AIR!!"
Azazel laughs maniacally, "How are you that bad at your job that the unconcious guy tied down escapes?"
"He wasn't unconuisus, he was sedated" The warforge snarls and forms a dagger in his hand "Go find him!" he snarls at the 2nd warforge as they both disappear out the door.
"You've poked their nerves, well done..." a voice says in azazel's head
"Eh, should've used a horse trainqulizer, stuff works a treat on normal people."
he looks around for a moment, "God, and or bill?"
"No, neither exist."
"Actually i've met both. Pretty chill. Who are you then?"
"that's unimportant at the moment. better question is, why are you here azazel?"
He points to adder, "This guy. And i'm kinda seen as a freak back home."
"Mn i can see that."
"So.... got a reason for talking to me?"
"Maybe i do, Maybe i don't. Your smart, you can figure it out"
"I'm going to guess you're the convict the robots lost. Eat many people?"
The door is opened by a heavily armed warforge that has a permeant scowl on their face. Another appears wheeling in a Human male strapped down like a common piece of furniture. The man wears a straight jacket fitted with metal rings so the cloth doesnt break loose, simple white breeches, and a plastic grey mask over his nose and mouth that prevents him from speaking. His skin is pale while his hair is slightly greyed but shaven down. He thrashes back and forth in the wheeler before a warforge pulls out a needle and injects it into the man's neck. The man goes limp instantly.
the first warforge sighed "I swear this is the worst idea Montoon has had in awhile." it said and pulled out a spellbook and walked over to the front "May we have a first level room, preferable with the whole sector cleared out?". They are given a key to a room as the warforge nods as its companion wheels away the man. His eyes glint with amusement as he passes by people before disappearing.
Theren watches with interest.
The warforge snarls at him "Keep yer eyes off the prisoner mate"
"Look dude. I have no interest in messing with that guy. I've seen enough crazy people in my days."
*I based this prisoner off of Hannibal Lecter so have fun with that idea*
The Warforges eyes narrow before its partner comes back. "BLOODY HELL, I TURN MY EYES AWAY FOR ONE SECOND AND HE DISAPPEARS INTO THIN AIR!!"
*Oh dear*
Theren smiles at this. "Better not to take your eyes off them looneys."
"You shuddap" The 1st warforge says and grabs his pistol "He couldn't have gotten far, find him" he snarls at the 2nd one before both of them leave.
Theren rolls his eyes and leans back in his chair.
"awfully tedious they are" a voice says in your mind.
Without even blinking Theren responds. "Yeah. You the prisoner?"
"Maybe i am, how about you turn around to see?"
Theren turns around slowly while grabbing the hilt of his dagger.
You find no one behind you but as you turn back around you find yourself no longer alone at your table. The man sits across from you and tilts his head.
"Quite sorry i have to talk to you telepathically, this mask does prevent me from speaking.... and ripping the noses off people."
"Right well lets keep it that way."
"You could take it off for me, i would appreciate it"
"You gonna bite off my nose?"
"Of course not, that would be most rude."
"Cool" Theren then takes off his mask.
You see that his chin, mouth, cheeks, are all scarred horribly. He cracks his jaw once and chuckles "I thank you very much" he says and smiled, you can see that his teeth are unnervingly in neat and orderly row, the canines appear sharper then normal however.
"Yeah. No problem." He says uncomfortably. "Mind if I keep the mask?"
The door is opened by a heavily armed warforge that has a permeant scowl on their face. Another appears wheeling in a Human male strapped down like a common piece of furniture. The man wears a straight jacket fitted with metal rings so the cloth doesnt break loose, simple white breeches, and a plastic grey mask over his nose and mouth that prevents him from speaking. His skin is pale while his hair is slightly greyed but shaven down. He thrashes back and forth in the wheeler before a warforge pulls out a needle and injects it into the man's neck. The man goes limp instantly.
the first warforge sighed "I swear this is the worst idea Montoon has had in awhile." it said and pulled out a spellbook and walked over to the front "May we have a first level room, preferable with the whole sector cleared out?". They are given a key to a room as the warforge nods as its companion wheels away the man. His eyes glint with amusement as he passes by people before disappearing.
Theren watches with interest.
The warforge snarls at him "Keep yer eyes off the prisoner mate"
"Look dude. I have no interest in messing with that guy. I've seen enough crazy people in my days."
*I based this prisoner off of Hannibal Lecter so have fun with that idea*
The Warforges eyes narrow before its partner comes back. "BLOODY HELL, I TURN MY EYES AWAY FOR ONE SECOND AND HE DISAPPEARS INTO THIN AIR!!"
*Oh dear*
Theren smiles at this. "Better not to take your eyes off them looneys."
"You shuddap" The 1st warforge says and grabs his pistol "He couldn't have gotten far, find him" he snarls at the 2nd one before both of them leave.
Theren rolls his eyes and leans back in his chair.
"awfully tedious they are" a voice says in your mind.
Without even blinking Theren responds. "Yeah. You the prisoner?"
"Maybe i am, how about you turn around to see?"
Theren turns around slowly while grabbing the hilt of his dagger.
You find no one behind you but as you turn back around you find yourself no longer alone at your table. The man sits across from you and tilts his head.
"Quite sorry i have to talk to you telepathically, this mask does prevent me from speaking.... and ripping the noses off people."
"Right well lets keep it that way."
"You could take it off for me, i would appreciate it"
"You gonna bite off my nose?"
"Of course not, that would be most rude."
"Cool" Theren then takes off his mask.
You see that his chin, mouth, cheeks, are all scarred horribly. He cracks his jaw once and chuckles "I thank you very much" he says and smiled, you can see that his teeth are unnervingly in neat and orderly row, the canines appear sharper then normal however.
"Yeah. No problem." He says uncomfortably. "Mind if I keep the mask?"
"Of course, your the one who helped me." He said and chuckled. "If you would be so kind as to take this jacket off me as well. I give you a promise that i wont hurt you"
The door is opened by a heavily armed warforge that has a permeant scowl on their face. Another appears wheeling in a Human male strapped down like a common piece of furniture. The man wears a straight jacket fitted with metal rings so the cloth doesnt break loose, simple white breeches, and a plastic grey mask over his nose and mouth that prevents him from speaking. His skin is pale while his hair is slightly greyed but shaven down. He thrashes back and forth in the wheeler before a warforge pulls out a needle and injects it into the man's neck. The man goes limp instantly.
the first warforge sighed "I swear this is the worst idea Montoon has had in awhile." it said and pulled out a spellbook and walked over to the front "May we have a first level room, preferable with the whole sector cleared out?". They are given a key to a room as the warforge nods as its companion wheels away the man. His eyes glint with amusement as he passes by people before disappearing.
Theren watches with interest.
The warforge snarls at him "Keep yer eyes off the prisoner mate"
"Look dude. I have no interest in messing with that guy. I've seen enough crazy people in my days."
*I based this prisoner off of Hannibal Lecter so have fun with that idea*
The Warforges eyes narrow before its partner comes back. "BLOODY HELL, I TURN MY EYES AWAY FOR ONE SECOND AND HE DISAPPEARS INTO THIN AIR!!"
*Oh dear*
Theren smiles at this. "Better not to take your eyes off them looneys."
"You shuddap" The 1st warforge says and grabs his pistol "He couldn't have gotten far, find him" he snarls at the 2nd one before both of them leave.
Theren rolls his eyes and leans back in his chair.
"awfully tedious they are" a voice says in your mind.
Without even blinking Theren responds. "Yeah. You the prisoner?"
"Maybe i am, how about you turn around to see?"
Theren turns around slowly while grabbing the hilt of his dagger.
You find no one behind you but as you turn back around you find yourself no longer alone at your table. The man sits across from you and tilts his head.
"Quite sorry i have to talk to you telepathically, this mask does prevent me from speaking.... and ripping the noses off people."
"Right well lets keep it that way."
"You could take it off for me, i would appreciate it"
"You gonna bite off my nose?"
"Of course not, that would be most rude."
"Cool" Theren then takes off his mask.
You see that his chin, mouth, cheeks, are all scarred horribly. He cracks his jaw once and chuckles "I thank you very much" he says and smiled, you can see that his teeth are unnervingly in neat and orderly row, the canines appear sharper then normal however.
"Yeah. No problem." He says uncomfortably. "Mind if I keep the mask?"
"Of course, your the one who helped me." He said and chuckled. "If you would be so kind as to take this jacket off me as well. I give you a promise that i wont hurt you"
Theren stows the mask in his bag of holding as he takes off the jacket.
The door is opened by a heavily armed warforge that has a permeant scowl on their face. Another appears wheeling in a Human male strapped down like a common piece of furniture. The man wears a straight jacket fitted with metal rings so the cloth doesnt break loose, simple white breeches, and a plastic grey mask over his nose and mouth that prevents him from speaking. His skin is pale while his hair is slightly greyed but shaven down. He thrashes back and forth in the wheeler before a warforge pulls out a needle and injects it into the man's neck. The man goes limp instantly.
the first warforge sighed "I swear this is the worst idea Montoon has had in awhile." it said and pulled out a spellbook and walked over to the front "May we have a first level room, preferable with the whole sector cleared out?". They are given a key to a room as the warforge nods as its companion wheels away the man. His eyes glint with amusement as he passes by people before disappearing.
Theren watches with interest.
The warforge snarls at him "Keep yer eyes off the prisoner mate"
"Look dude. I have no interest in messing with that guy. I've seen enough crazy people in my days."
*I based this prisoner off of Hannibal Lecter so have fun with that idea*
The Warforges eyes narrow before its partner comes back. "BLOODY HELL, I TURN MY EYES AWAY FOR ONE SECOND AND HE DISAPPEARS INTO THIN AIR!!"
*Oh dear*
Theren smiles at this. "Better not to take your eyes off them looneys."
"You shuddap" The 1st warforge says and grabs his pistol "He couldn't have gotten far, find him" he snarls at the 2nd one before both of them leave.
Theren rolls his eyes and leans back in his chair.
"awfully tedious they are" a voice says in your mind.
Without even blinking Theren responds. "Yeah. You the prisoner?"
"Maybe i am, how about you turn around to see?"
Theren turns around slowly while grabbing the hilt of his dagger.
You find no one behind you but as you turn back around you find yourself no longer alone at your table. The man sits across from you and tilts his head.
"Quite sorry i have to talk to you telepathically, this mask does prevent me from speaking.... and ripping the noses off people."
"Right well lets keep it that way."
"You could take it off for me, i would appreciate it"
"You gonna bite off my nose?"
"Of course not, that would be most rude."
"Cool" Theren then takes off his mask.
You see that his chin, mouth, cheeks, are all scarred horribly. He cracks his jaw once and chuckles "I thank you very much" he says and smiled, you can see that his teeth are unnervingly in neat and orderly row, the canines appear sharper then normal however.
"Yeah. No problem." He says uncomfortably. "Mind if I keep the mask?"
"Of course, your the one who helped me." He said and chuckled. "If you would be so kind as to take this jacket off me as well. I give you a promise that i wont hurt you"
Theren stows the mask in his bag of holding as he takes off the jacket.
"thank you" he says and stretches "that was terribly uncomfortable for me"
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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"Maybe i do, Maybe i don't. Your smart, you can figure it out"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Yes,, yes i am." he smiles
Isaac is standing beside xan happily
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"I'm going to guess you're the convict the robots lost. Eat many people?"
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"I like it" he said and leaned over, kissing azazel.
Xan smiles "Mn?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Not often."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Azazel makes a happy demon lord noise
"What is it?" isaac asks, tilting his head with a smile
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Adder chuckles "You are so frigging cute"
"Your behind me." Xan said and ran a hand through his blonde hair.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"You gonna bite off my nose?"
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Of course not, that would be most rude."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Cool" Theren then takes off his mask.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Azazel smiles, "Yes i am. You're very handsome."
"And the cieling is above you." Isaac says jokingly
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
You see that his chin, mouth, cheeks, are all scarred horribly. He cracks his jaw once and chuckles "I thank you very much" he says and smiled, you can see that his teeth are unnervingly in neat and orderly row, the canines appear sharper then normal however.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Thats good i think."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"shhhh i wanna be the one complimenting you" He says with a chuckle.
"and why are you looking at me?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Yeah. No problem." He says uncomfortably. "Mind if I keep the mask?"
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"Of course, your the one who helped me." He said and chuckled. "If you would be so kind as to take this jacket off me as well. I give you a promise that i wont hurt you"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Azazel sticks out his tongue
"You're attractive to me."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Theren stows the mask in his bag of holding as he takes off the jacket.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
he chuckles and kisses him again.
"I know, im attractive to everyone"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"thank you" he says and stretches "that was terribly uncomfortable for me"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘