“What’s with all the racket? Death, why are you shouting at this person? It is not yet their time.”
I AM NOT SHOUTING, THIS IS JUST HOW MY VOICE IS. he booms, his voice echoes in your mind without bothering to pass through the vibrations of the air. I AM.... OF DUTY AT THE MOMENT, I WILL NOT BE SWEEPING AWAY ANYONE'S SOUL UNLESS THEY DIE HERE. AND BESIDES, WHO ARE YOU TO SAY WHEN IT IS SOMEONE'S TIME?
Joshua does the same, but three time as loud. “WHY MUST YOU BE SO RUDE? IS IT ILLEGAL TO CAST SPELLS IN HERE? WHY HAVEN’T YOU SWEPT MY SOUL AWAY YET? SORRY FOR SO MANY QUESTIONS.”
The Grim Sweeper remains calm. I DID NOT INTEND TO COME OFF AS RUDE. I WAS SIMPLY TRYING TO START A CONVERSATION. I HAVE NOT YET SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY BECAUSE YOU STILL HAVE SAND IN YOUR HOURGLASS. SORRY, BUT WHO ARE YOU?
He says this much quieter: “I am one of the souls you forgot, that you left behind.” Joshua puts out his hand to grab a glass from a table, and his hand passes straight through it. Upon looking at Joshua again, you can see he is somewhat transparent. “Why did you leave me? Why am I not ready? My body is six feet under, but my feet will never touch the ground.”
*This sounds like a cool character, but I will need more background information on him to respond to this. I don't know a lot about this character.*
“What’s with all the racket? Death, why are you shouting at this person? It is not yet their time.”
I AM NOT SHOUTING, THIS IS JUST HOW MY VOICE IS. he booms, his voice echoes in your mind without bothering to pass through the vibrations of the air. I AM.... OF DUTY AT THE MOMENT, I WILL NOT BE SWEEPING AWAY ANYONE'S SOUL UNLESS THEY DIE HERE. AND BESIDES, WHO ARE YOU TO SAY WHEN IT IS SOMEONE'S TIME?
Joshua does the same, but three time as loud. “WHY MUST YOU BE SO RUDE? IS IT ILLEGAL TO CAST SPELLS IN HERE? WHY HAVEN’T YOU SWEPT MY SOUL AWAY YET? SORRY FOR SO MANY QUESTIONS.”
The Grim Sweeper remains calm. I DID NOT INTEND TO COME OFF AS RUDE. I WAS SIMPLY TRYING TO START A CONVERSATION. I HAVE NOT YET SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY BECAUSE YOU STILL HAVE SAND IN YOUR HOURGLASS. SORRY, BUT WHO ARE YOU?
He says this much quieter: “I am one of the souls you forgot, that you left behind.” Joshua puts out his hand to grab a glass from a table, and his hand passes straight through it. Upon looking at Joshua again, you can see he is somewhat transparent. “Why did you leave me? Why am I not ready? My body is six feet under, but my feet will never touch the ground.”
*This sounds like a cool character, but I will need more background information on him to respond to this. I don't know a lot about this character.*
*oh ok. This is Joshua Whitespark, a warlock tiefling that made a deal with the Feind. He ask for the reason that his dream girl didn’t love him back to disappear. The next day his brother was dead. The Feind came to him that night and said, “you belong to me know, until I think your debt has been repaid.” He lived his life away from everyone, left without a trace. Joshua doesn’t even know how he died or why he’s here. He just suffers.
“What’s with all the racket? Death, why are you shouting at this person? It is not yet their time.”
I AM NOT SHOUTING, THIS IS JUST HOW MY VOICE IS. he booms, his voice echoes in your mind without bothering to pass through the vibrations of the air. I AM.... OF DUTY AT THE MOMENT, I WILL NOT BE SWEEPING AWAY ANYONE'S SOUL UNLESS THEY DIE HERE. AND BESIDES, WHO ARE YOU TO SAY WHEN IT IS SOMEONE'S TIME?
Joshua does the same, but three time as loud. “WHY MUST YOU BE SO RUDE? IS IT ILLEGAL TO CAST SPELLS IN HERE? WHY HAVEN’T YOU SWEPT MY SOUL AWAY YET? SORRY FOR SO MANY QUESTIONS.”
The Grim Sweeper remains calm. I DID NOT INTEND TO COME OFF AS RUDE. I WAS SIMPLY TRYING TO START A CONVERSATION. I HAVE NOT YET SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY BECAUSE YOU STILL HAVE SAND IN YOUR HOURGLASS. SORRY, BUT WHO ARE YOU?
He says this much quieter: “I am one of the souls you forgot, that you left behind.” Joshua puts out his hand to grab a glass from a table, and his hand passes straight through it. Upon looking at Joshua again, you can see he is somewhat transparent. “Why did you leave me? Why am I not ready? My body is six feet under, but my feet will never touch the ground.”
*This sounds like a cool character, but I will need more background information on him to respond to this. I don't know a lot about this character.*
*oh ok. This is Joshua Whitespark, a warlock tiefling that made a deal with the Feind. He ask for the reason that his dream girl didn’t love him back to disappear. The next day his brother was dead. The Feind came to him that night and said, “you belong to me know, until I think your debt has been repaid.” He lived his life away from everyone, left without a trace. Joshua doesn’t even know how he died or why he’s here. He just suffers.
is that goooood?*
*I think so. I will have to retcon a few things Death has said that he wouldn't have said if I had known he was a ghost.*
I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN ANYONE. NONE ARE LEFT BEHIND. I SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY, BUT THE PACT YOUR FORGED BINDS YOU TO THE FIENDS SERVICE. YOUR REMAINING ON THIS PLANE IS YOUR OWN DOING. YOUR MEMORY IS FLAWED, YOU MAY NOT REMEMBER YOUR ENCOUNTER WITH ME. BUT ALL OF THIS HAS BEEN CAUSED BY YOUR OWN DECISIONS, I AM SORRY.
*Let me know if I am getting something wrong. I also have to leave, though I will probably be back sometime relatively soon.*
“What’s with all the racket? Death, why are you shouting at this person? It is not yet their time.”
I AM NOT SHOUTING, THIS IS JUST HOW MY VOICE IS. he booms, his voice echoes in your mind without bothering to pass through the vibrations of the air. I AM.... OF DUTY AT THE MOMENT, I WILL NOT BE SWEEPING AWAY ANYONE'S SOUL UNLESS THEY DIE HERE. AND BESIDES, WHO ARE YOU TO SAY WHEN IT IS SOMEONE'S TIME?
Joshua does the same, but three time as loud. “WHY MUST YOU BE SO RUDE? IS IT ILLEGAL TO CAST SPELLS IN HERE? WHY HAVEN’T YOU SWEPT MY SOUL AWAY YET? SORRY FOR SO MANY QUESTIONS.”
The Grim Sweeper remains calm. I DID NOT INTEND TO COME OFF AS RUDE. I WAS SIMPLY TRYING TO START A CONVERSATION. I HAVE NOT YET SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY BECAUSE YOU STILL HAVE SAND IN YOUR HOURGLASS. SORRY, BUT WHO ARE YOU?
He says this much quieter: “I am one of the souls you forgot, that you left behind.” Joshua puts out his hand to grab a glass from a table, and his hand passes straight through it. Upon looking at Joshua again, you can see he is somewhat transparent. “Why did you leave me? Why am I not ready? My body is six feet under, but my feet will never touch the ground.”
*This sounds like a cool character, but I will need more background information on him to respond to this. I don't know a lot about this character.*
*oh ok. This is Joshua Whitespark, a warlock tiefling that made a deal with the Feind. He ask for the reason that his dream girl didn’t love him back to disappear. The next day his brother was dead. The Feind came to him that night and said, “you belong to me know, until I think your debt has been repaid.” He lived his life away from everyone, left without a trace. Joshua doesn’t even know how he died or why he’s here. He just suffers.
is that goooood?*
*I think so. I will have to retcon a few things Death has said that he wouldn't have said if I had known he was a ghost.*
I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN ANYONE. NONE ARE LEFT BEHIND. I SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY, BUT THE PACT YOUR FORGED BINDS YOU TO THE FIENDS SERVICE. YOUR REMAINING ON THIS PLANE IS YOUR OWN DOING. YOUR MEMORY IS FLAWED, YOU MAY NOT REMEMBER YOUR ENCOUNTER WITH ME. BUT ALL OF THIS HAS BEEN CAUSED BY YOUR OWN DECISIONS, I AM SORRY.
*Let me know if I am getting something wrong. I also have to leave, though I will probably be back sometime relatively soon.*
“What’s with all the racket? Death, why are you shouting at this person? It is not yet their time.”
I AM NOT SHOUTING, THIS IS JUST HOW MY VOICE IS. he booms, his voice echoes in your mind without bothering to pass through the vibrations of the air. I AM.... OF DUTY AT THE MOMENT, I WILL NOT BE SWEEPING AWAY ANYONE'S SOUL UNLESS THEY DIE HERE. AND BESIDES, WHO ARE YOU TO SAY WHEN IT IS SOMEONE'S TIME?
Joshua does the same, but three time as loud. “WHY MUST YOU BE SO RUDE? IS IT ILLEGAL TO CAST SPELLS IN HERE? WHY HAVEN’T YOU SWEPT MY SOUL AWAY YET? SORRY FOR SO MANY QUESTIONS.”
The Grim Sweeper remains calm. I DID NOT INTEND TO COME OFF AS RUDE. I WAS SIMPLY TRYING TO START A CONVERSATION. I HAVE NOT YET SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY BECAUSE YOU STILL HAVE SAND IN YOUR HOURGLASS. SORRY, BUT WHO ARE YOU?
He says this much quieter: “I am one of the souls you forgot, that you left behind.” Joshua puts out his hand to grab a glass from a table, and his hand passes straight through it. Upon looking at Joshua again, you can see he is somewhat transparent. “Why did you leave me? Why am I not ready? My body is six feet under, but my feet will never touch the ground.”
*This sounds like a cool character, but I will need more background information on him to respond to this. I don't know a lot about this character.*
*oh ok. This is Joshua Whitespark, a warlock tiefling that made a deal with the Feind. He ask for the reason that his dream girl didn’t love him back to disappear. The next day his brother was dead. The Feind came to him that night and said, “you belong to me know, until I think your debt has been repaid.” He lived his life away from everyone, left without a trace. Joshua doesn’t even know how he died or why he’s here. He just suffers.
is that goooood?*
*I think so. I will have to retcon a few things Death has said that he wouldn't have said if I had known he was a ghost.*
I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN ANYONE. NONE ARE LEFT BEHIND. I SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY, BUT THE PACT YOUR FORGED BINDS YOU TO THE FIENDS SERVICE. YOUR REMAINING ON THIS PLANE IS YOUR OWN DOING. YOUR MEMORY IS FLAWED, YOU MAY NOT REMEMBER YOUR ENCOUNTER WITH ME. BUT ALL OF THIS HAS BEEN CAUSED BY YOUR OWN DECISIONS, I AM SORRY.
*Let me know if I am getting something wrong. I also have to leave, though I will probably be back sometime relatively soon.*
*I am back*
*Oooh very gooood*
“You are death itself, it claims all. Are you saying that you have failed? Have you swept this under the rug like you sweep souls away? What have you done about this?”
“What’s with all the racket? Death, why are you shouting at this person? It is not yet their time.”
I AM NOT SHOUTING, THIS IS JUST HOW MY VOICE IS. he booms, his voice echoes in your mind without bothering to pass through the vibrations of the air. I AM.... OF DUTY AT THE MOMENT, I WILL NOT BE SWEEPING AWAY ANYONE'S SOUL UNLESS THEY DIE HERE. AND BESIDES, WHO ARE YOU TO SAY WHEN IT IS SOMEONE'S TIME?
Joshua does the same, but three time as loud. “WHY MUST YOU BE SO RUDE? IS IT ILLEGAL TO CAST SPELLS IN HERE? WHY HAVEN’T YOU SWEPT MY SOUL AWAY YET? SORRY FOR SO MANY QUESTIONS.”
The Grim Sweeper remains calm. I DID NOT INTEND TO COME OFF AS RUDE. I WAS SIMPLY TRYING TO START A CONVERSATION. I HAVE NOT YET SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY BECAUSE YOU STILL HAVE SAND IN YOUR HOURGLASS. SORRY, BUT WHO ARE YOU?
He says this much quieter: “I am one of the souls you forgot, that you left behind.” Joshua puts out his hand to grab a glass from a table, and his hand passes straight through it. Upon looking at Joshua again, you can see he is somewhat transparent. “Why did you leave me? Why am I not ready? My body is six feet under, but my feet will never touch the ground.”
*This sounds like a cool character, but I will need more background information on him to respond to this. I don't know a lot about this character.*
*oh ok. This is Joshua Whitespark, a warlock tiefling that made a deal with the Feind. He ask for the reason that his dream girl didn’t love him back to disappear. The next day his brother was dead. The Feind came to him that night and said, “you belong to me know, until I think your debt has been repaid.” He lived his life away from everyone, left without a trace. Joshua doesn’t even know how he died or why he’s here. He just suffers.
is that goooood?*
*I think so. I will have to retcon a few things Death has said that he wouldn't have said if I had known he was a ghost.*
I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN ANYONE. NONE ARE LEFT BEHIND. I SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY, BUT THE PACT YOUR FORGED BINDS YOU TO THE FIENDS SERVICE. YOUR REMAINING ON THIS PLANE IS YOUR OWN DOING. YOUR MEMORY IS FLAWED, YOU MAY NOT REMEMBER YOUR ENCOUNTER WITH ME. BUT ALL OF THIS HAS BEEN CAUSED BY YOUR OWN DECISIONS, I AM SORRY.
*Let me know if I am getting something wrong. I also have to leave, though I will probably be back sometime relatively soon.*
*I am back*
*Oooh very gooood*
“You are death itself, it claims all. Are you saying that you have failed? Have you swept this under the rug like you sweep souls away? What have you done about this?”
Josh is getting angry, his voice is breaking.
“I JUST DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO. I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE TO START”
“What’s with all the racket? Death, why are you shouting at this person? It is not yet their time.”
I AM NOT SHOUTING, THIS IS JUST HOW MY VOICE IS. he booms, his voice echoes in your mind without bothering to pass through the vibrations of the air. I AM.... OF DUTY AT THE MOMENT, I WILL NOT BE SWEEPING AWAY ANYONE'S SOUL UNLESS THEY DIE HERE. AND BESIDES, WHO ARE YOU TO SAY WHEN IT IS SOMEONE'S TIME?
Joshua does the same, but three time as loud. “WHY MUST YOU BE SO RUDE? IS IT ILLEGAL TO CAST SPELLS IN HERE? WHY HAVEN’T YOU SWEPT MY SOUL AWAY YET? SORRY FOR SO MANY QUESTIONS.”
The Grim Sweeper remains calm. I DID NOT INTEND TO COME OFF AS RUDE. I WAS SIMPLY TRYING TO START A CONVERSATION. I HAVE NOT YET SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY BECAUSE YOU STILL HAVE SAND IN YOUR HOURGLASS. SORRY, BUT WHO ARE YOU?
He says this much quieter: “I am one of the souls you forgot, that you left behind.” Joshua puts out his hand to grab a glass from a table, and his hand passes straight through it. Upon looking at Joshua again, you can see he is somewhat transparent. “Why did you leave me? Why am I not ready? My body is six feet under, but my feet will never touch the ground.”
*This sounds like a cool character, but I will need more background information on him to respond to this. I don't know a lot about this character.*
*oh ok. This is Joshua Whitespark, a warlock tiefling that made a deal with the Feind. He ask for the reason that his dream girl didn’t love him back to disappear. The next day his brother was dead. The Feind came to him that night and said, “you belong to me know, until I think your debt has been repaid.” He lived his life away from everyone, left without a trace. Joshua doesn’t even know how he died or why he’s here. He just suffers.
is that goooood?*
*I think so. I will have to retcon a few things Death has said that he wouldn't have said if I had known he was a ghost.*
I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN ANYONE. NONE ARE LEFT BEHIND. I SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY, BUT THE PACT YOUR FORGED BINDS YOU TO THE FIENDS SERVICE. YOUR REMAINING ON THIS PLANE IS YOUR OWN DOING. YOUR MEMORY IS FLAWED, YOU MAY NOT REMEMBER YOUR ENCOUNTER WITH ME. BUT ALL OF THIS HAS BEEN CAUSED BY YOUR OWN DECISIONS, I AM SORRY.
*Let me know if I am getting something wrong. I also have to leave, though I will probably be back sometime relatively soon.*
*I am back*
*Oooh very gooood*
“You are death itself, it claims all. Are you saying that you have failed? Have you swept this under the rug like you sweep souls away? What have you done about this?”
Josh is getting angry, his voice is breaking.
“I JUST DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO. I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE TO START”
Death stands there. His skeletal fingers grip his broom. THE DUST OF YOUR SOUL STILL LINGERS ON MY BROOM. I HAVE SEVERED THE CONNECTION OF YOUR SPIRIT TO YOUR BODY, AS IS MY ETERNAL DUTY. I HAVE NOT FAILED. I NEVER FAIL.
YOUR SOUL IS IN THE GRASP OF A DEMON. THAT IS YOUR OWN DOING, I CANNOT AID YOU. The Grim Sweeper stands before him, grave dust billows around him as he speaks. His eyes well up with inky darkness. They have seen countless spirits clutch at his robes while being torn apart by demonic forces. His bones creak with weariness and unending sorrow.
“What’s with all the racket? Death, why are you shouting at this person? It is not yet their time.”
I AM NOT SHOUTING, THIS IS JUST HOW MY VOICE IS. he booms, his voice echoes in your mind without bothering to pass through the vibrations of the air. I AM.... OF DUTY AT THE MOMENT, I WILL NOT BE SWEEPING AWAY ANYONE'S SOUL UNLESS THEY DIE HERE. AND BESIDES, WHO ARE YOU TO SAY WHEN IT IS SOMEONE'S TIME?
Joshua does the same, but three time as loud. “WHY MUST YOU BE SO RUDE? IS IT ILLEGAL TO CAST SPELLS IN HERE? WHY HAVEN’T YOU SWEPT MY SOUL AWAY YET? SORRY FOR SO MANY QUESTIONS.”
The Grim Sweeper remains calm. I DID NOT INTEND TO COME OFF AS RUDE. I WAS SIMPLY TRYING TO START A CONVERSATION. I HAVE NOT YET SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY BECAUSE YOU STILL HAVE SAND IN YOUR HOURGLASS. SORRY, BUT WHO ARE YOU?
He says this much quieter: “I am one of the souls you forgot, that you left behind.” Joshua puts out his hand to grab a glass from a table, and his hand passes straight through it. Upon looking at Joshua again, you can see he is somewhat transparent. “Why did you leave me? Why am I not ready? My body is six feet under, but my feet will never touch the ground.”
*This sounds like a cool character, but I will need more background information on him to respond to this. I don't know a lot about this character.*
*oh ok. This is Joshua Whitespark, a warlock tiefling that made a deal with the Feind. He ask for the reason that his dream girl didn’t love him back to disappear. The next day his brother was dead. The Feind came to him that night and said, “you belong to me know, until I think your debt has been repaid.” He lived his life away from everyone, left without a trace. Joshua doesn’t even know how he died or why he’s here. He just suffers.
is that goooood?*
*I think so. I will have to retcon a few things Death has said that he wouldn't have said if I had known he was a ghost.*
I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN ANYONE. NONE ARE LEFT BEHIND. I SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY, BUT THE PACT YOUR FORGED BINDS YOU TO THE FIENDS SERVICE. YOUR REMAINING ON THIS PLANE IS YOUR OWN DOING. YOUR MEMORY IS FLAWED, YOU MAY NOT REMEMBER YOUR ENCOUNTER WITH ME. BUT ALL OF THIS HAS BEEN CAUSED BY YOUR OWN DECISIONS, I AM SORRY.
*Let me know if I am getting something wrong. I also have to leave, though I will probably be back sometime relatively soon.*
*I am back*
*Oooh very gooood*
“You are death itself, it claims all. Are you saying that you have failed? Have you swept this under the rug like you sweep souls away? What have you done about this?”
Josh is getting angry, his voice is breaking.
“I JUST DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO. I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE TO START”
Death stands there. His skeletal fingers grip his broom. THE DUST OF YOUR SOUL STILL LINGERS ON MY BROOM. I HAVE SEVERED THE CONNECTION OF YOUR SPIRIT TO YOUR BODY, AS IS MY ETERNAL DUTY. I HAVE NOT FAILED. I NEVER FAIL.
YOUR SOUL IS IN THE GRASP OF A DEMON. THAT IS YOUR OWN DOING, I CANNOT AID YOU. The Grim Sweeper stands before him, grave dust billows around him as he speaks. His eyes well up with inky darkness. They have seen countless spirits clutch at his robes while being torn apart by demonic forces. His bones creak with weariness and unending sorrow.
*I’m still genuinely put off guard every time I read the all caps ngl*
Whispers surround Joshua as he does the same amount of posturing before his pitch black eyes seem to dim even more. He hangs his head.
”I-I just feel so lost. He whispers to me sometimes, tells me that it’s not over, that I still belong to him. I need help, and a lot of it.”
“What’s with all the racket? Death, why are you shouting at this person? It is not yet their time.”
I AM NOT SHOUTING, THIS IS JUST HOW MY VOICE IS. he booms, his voice echoes in your mind without bothering to pass through the vibrations of the air. I AM.... OF DUTY AT THE MOMENT, I WILL NOT BE SWEEPING AWAY ANYONE'S SOUL UNLESS THEY DIE HERE. AND BESIDES, WHO ARE YOU TO SAY WHEN IT IS SOMEONE'S TIME?
Joshua does the same, but three time as loud. “WHY MUST YOU BE SO RUDE? IS IT ILLEGAL TO CAST SPELLS IN HERE? WHY HAVEN’T YOU SWEPT MY SOUL AWAY YET? SORRY FOR SO MANY QUESTIONS.”
The Grim Sweeper remains calm. I DID NOT INTEND TO COME OFF AS RUDE. I WAS SIMPLY TRYING TO START A CONVERSATION. I HAVE NOT YET SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY BECAUSE YOU STILL HAVE SAND IN YOUR HOURGLASS. SORRY, BUT WHO ARE YOU?
He says this much quieter: “I am one of the souls you forgot, that you left behind.” Joshua puts out his hand to grab a glass from a table, and his hand passes straight through it. Upon looking at Joshua again, you can see he is somewhat transparent. “Why did you leave me? Why am I not ready? My body is six feet under, but my feet will never touch the ground.”
*This sounds like a cool character, but I will need more background information on him to respond to this. I don't know a lot about this character.*
*oh ok. This is Joshua Whitespark, a warlock tiefling that made a deal with the Feind. He ask for the reason that his dream girl didn’t love him back to disappear. The next day his brother was dead. The Feind came to him that night and said, “you belong to me know, until I think your debt has been repaid.” He lived his life away from everyone, left without a trace. Joshua doesn’t even know how he died or why he’s here. He just suffers.
is that goooood?*
*I think so. I will have to retcon a few things Death has said that he wouldn't have said if I had known he was a ghost.*
I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN ANYONE. NONE ARE LEFT BEHIND. I SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY, BUT THE PACT YOUR FORGED BINDS YOU TO THE FIENDS SERVICE. YOUR REMAINING ON THIS PLANE IS YOUR OWN DOING. YOUR MEMORY IS FLAWED, YOU MAY NOT REMEMBER YOUR ENCOUNTER WITH ME. BUT ALL OF THIS HAS BEEN CAUSED BY YOUR OWN DECISIONS, I AM SORRY.
*Let me know if I am getting something wrong. I also have to leave, though I will probably be back sometime relatively soon.*
*I am back*
*Oooh very gooood*
“You are death itself, it claims all. Are you saying that you have failed? Have you swept this under the rug like you sweep souls away? What have you done about this?”
Josh is getting angry, his voice is breaking.
“I JUST DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO. I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE TO START”
Death stands there. His skeletal fingers grip his broom. THE DUST OF YOUR SOUL STILL LINGERS ON MY BROOM. I HAVE SEVERED THE CONNECTION OF YOUR SPIRIT TO YOUR BODY, AS IS MY ETERNAL DUTY. I HAVE NOT FAILED. I NEVER FAIL.
YOUR SOUL IS IN THE GRASP OF A DEMON. THAT IS YOUR OWN DOING, I CANNOT AID YOU. The Grim Sweeper stands before him, grave dust billows around him as he speaks. His eyes well up with inky darkness. They have seen countless spirits clutch at his robes while being torn apart by demonic forces. His bones creak with weariness and unending sorrow.
*I’m still genuinely put off guard every time I read the all caps ngl*
Whispers surround Joshua as he does the same amount of posturing before his pitch black eyes seem to dim even more. He hangs his head.
”I-I just feel so lost. He whispers to me sometimes, tells me that it’s not over, that I still belong to him. I need help, and a lot of it.”
*The all caps come from Terry Pratchett's character, Death, who also speaks that way and is the inspiration for this character.*
Death remains silent for a long time. Silent as a grave. Eventually he says quietly, I AM SORRY. YOU ARE OUTSIDE MY REACH. MY POWERS ARE RESTRAINED. I AM UNABLE TO AID YOU. ALL I CAN DO IS GIVE YOU ADVICE. FIND SOMEONE WHO IS UNRESTRAINED. FIND SOMEONE WHO IS WILLING, WHO IS ABLE TO RISK THEIR ETERNAL SOUL TO SAVE YOU. THEN YOU WILL BE FREED. UNTIL THEN, YOU WILL ALWAYS BE BOUND TO THIS DEVIL.
“What’s with all the racket? Death, why are you shouting at this person? It is not yet their time.”
I AM NOT SHOUTING, THIS IS JUST HOW MY VOICE IS. he booms, his voice echoes in your mind without bothering to pass through the vibrations of the air. I AM.... OF DUTY AT THE MOMENT, I WILL NOT BE SWEEPING AWAY ANYONE'S SOUL UNLESS THEY DIE HERE. AND BESIDES, WHO ARE YOU TO SAY WHEN IT IS SOMEONE'S TIME?
Joshua does the same, but three time as loud. “WHY MUST YOU BE SO RUDE? IS IT ILLEGAL TO CAST SPELLS IN HERE? WHY HAVEN’T YOU SWEPT MY SOUL AWAY YET? SORRY FOR SO MANY QUESTIONS.”
The Grim Sweeper remains calm. I DID NOT INTEND TO COME OFF AS RUDE. I WAS SIMPLY TRYING TO START A CONVERSATION. I HAVE NOT YET SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY BECAUSE YOU STILL HAVE SAND IN YOUR HOURGLASS. SORRY, BUT WHO ARE YOU?
He says this much quieter: “I am one of the souls you forgot, that you left behind.” Joshua puts out his hand to grab a glass from a table, and his hand passes straight through it. Upon looking at Joshua again, you can see he is somewhat transparent. “Why did you leave me? Why am I not ready? My body is six feet under, but my feet will never touch the ground.”
*This sounds like a cool character, but I will need more background information on him to respond to this. I don't know a lot about this character.*
*oh ok. This is Joshua Whitespark, a warlock tiefling that made a deal with the Feind. He ask for the reason that his dream girl didn’t love him back to disappear. The next day his brother was dead. The Feind came to him that night and said, “you belong to me know, until I think your debt has been repaid.” He lived his life away from everyone, left without a trace. Joshua doesn’t even know how he died or why he’s here. He just suffers.
is that goooood?*
*I think so. I will have to retcon a few things Death has said that he wouldn't have said if I had known he was a ghost.*
I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN ANYONE. NONE ARE LEFT BEHIND. I SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY, BUT THE PACT YOUR FORGED BINDS YOU TO THE FIENDS SERVICE. YOUR REMAINING ON THIS PLANE IS YOUR OWN DOING. YOUR MEMORY IS FLAWED, YOU MAY NOT REMEMBER YOUR ENCOUNTER WITH ME. BUT ALL OF THIS HAS BEEN CAUSED BY YOUR OWN DECISIONS, I AM SORRY.
*Let me know if I am getting something wrong. I also have to leave, though I will probably be back sometime relatively soon.*
*I am back*
*Oooh very gooood*
“You are death itself, it claims all. Are you saying that you have failed? Have you swept this under the rug like you sweep souls away? What have you done about this?”
Josh is getting angry, his voice is breaking.
“I JUST DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO. I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE TO START”
Death stands there. His skeletal fingers grip his broom. THE DUST OF YOUR SOUL STILL LINGERS ON MY BROOM. I HAVE SEVERED THE CONNECTION OF YOUR SPIRIT TO YOUR BODY, AS IS MY ETERNAL DUTY. I HAVE NOT FAILED. I NEVER FAIL.
YOUR SOUL IS IN THE GRASP OF A DEMON. THAT IS YOUR OWN DOING, I CANNOT AID YOU. The Grim Sweeper stands before him, grave dust billows around him as he speaks. His eyes well up with inky darkness. They have seen countless spirits clutch at his robes while being torn apart by demonic forces. His bones creak with weariness and unending sorrow.
*I’m still genuinely put off guard every time I read the all caps ngl*
Whispers surround Joshua as he does the same amount of posturing before his pitch black eyes seem to dim even more. He hangs his head.
”I-I just feel so lost. He whispers to me sometimes, tells me that it’s not over, that I still belong to him. I need help, and a lot of it.”
*The all caps come from Terry Pratchett's character, Death, who also speaks that way and is the inspiration for this character.*
Death remains silent for a long time. Silent as a grave. Eventually he says quietly, I AM SORRY. YOU ARE OUTSIDE MY REACH. MY POWERS ARE RESTRAINED. I AM UNABLE TO AID YOU. ALL I CAN DO IS GIVE YOU ADVICE. FIND SOMEONE WHO IS UNRESTRAINED. FIND SOMEONE WHO IS WILLING, WHO IS ABLE TO RISK THEIR ETERNAL SOUL TO SAVE YOU. THEN YOU WILL BE FREED. UNTIL THEN, YOU WILL ALWAYS BE BOUND TO THIS DEVIL.
"Gentlemen, gentlemen, let us not get too swept up by our emotions. How did you die, Joseph?"
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*This sounds like a cool character, but I will need more background information on him to respond to this. I don't know a lot about this character.*
*oh ok. This is Joshua Whitespark, a warlock tiefling that made a deal with the Feind. He ask for the reason that his dream girl didn’t love him back to disappear. The next day his brother was dead. The Feind came to him that night and said, “you belong to me know, until I think your debt has been repaid.” He lived his life away from everyone, left without a trace. Joshua doesn’t even know how he died or why he’s here. He just suffers.
is that goooood?*
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
*I think so. I will have to retcon a few things Death has said that he wouldn't have said if I had known he was a ghost.*
I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN ANYONE. NONE ARE LEFT BEHIND. I SWEPT YOUR SOUL AWAY, BUT THE PACT YOUR FORGED BINDS YOU TO THE FIENDS SERVICE. YOUR REMAINING ON THIS PLANE IS YOUR OWN DOING. YOUR MEMORY IS FLAWED, YOU MAY NOT REMEMBER YOUR ENCOUNTER WITH ME. BUT ALL OF THIS HAS BEEN CAUSED BY YOUR OWN DECISIONS, I AM SORRY.
*Let me know if I am getting something wrong. I also have to leave, though I will probably be back sometime relatively soon.*
Gully doesn't explain further, leaning in his arm and staring at the bone
"But teasing you is much more fun," Isaac smiles, tapping xans cheek lightly
*I am back*
*Oooh very gooood*
“You are death itself, it claims all. Are you saying that you have failed? Have you swept this under the rug like you sweep souls away? What have you done about this?”
Josh is getting angry, his voice is breaking.
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
“I JUST DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO. I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE TO START”
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
"I was trying to translate Speak With Plants into a Sorcerer spell, because it's a Druid spell, and then trying to turn it into Speak With Fungi."
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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Lol while you were gone, Zeus, it turned into a fun mind convo
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
*Oh dang, I see that now*
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*For all you know, this took a matter of seconds*
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
*Alright, I've read up.*
"Gentlemen, gentlemen, let us not get too swept up by our emotions. How did you die, Joseph?"
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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*Furshii has telepathy constantly cast*
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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*A strange form of which he created*
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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Death stands there. His skeletal fingers grip his broom. THE DUST OF YOUR SOUL STILL LINGERS ON MY BROOM. I HAVE SEVERED THE CONNECTION OF YOUR SPIRIT TO YOUR BODY, AS IS MY ETERNAL DUTY. I HAVE NOT FAILED. I NEVER FAIL.
YOUR SOUL IS IN THE GRASP OF A DEMON. THAT IS YOUR OWN DOING, I CANNOT AID YOU. The Grim Sweeper stands before him, grave dust billows around him as he speaks. His eyes well up with inky darkness. They have seen countless spirits clutch at his robes while being torn apart by demonic forces. His bones creak with weariness and unending sorrow.
*Oh dear so you heard all that? How embarrassing*
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
*Yes, indeed*
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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*I’m still genuinely put off guard every time I read the all caps ngl*
Whispers surround Joshua as he does the same amount of posturing before his pitch black eyes seem to dim even more. He hangs his head.
”I-I just feel so lost. He whispers to me sometimes, tells me that it’s not over, that I still belong to him. I need help, and a lot of it.”
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
*The all caps come from Terry Pratchett's character, Death, who also speaks that way and is the inspiration for this character.*
Death remains silent for a long time. Silent as a grave. Eventually he says quietly, I AM SORRY. YOU ARE OUTSIDE MY REACH. MY POWERS ARE RESTRAINED. I AM UNABLE TO AID YOU. ALL I CAN DO IS GIVE YOU ADVICE. FIND SOMEONE WHO IS UNRESTRAINED. FIND SOMEONE WHO IS WILLING, WHO IS ABLE TO RISK THEIR ETERNAL SOUL TO SAVE YOU. THEN YOU WILL BE FREED. UNTIL THEN, YOU WILL ALWAYS BE BOUND TO THIS DEVIL.
"Gentlemen, gentlemen, let us not get too swept up by our emotions. How did you die, Joseph?"
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella