Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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IS THIS REALLY THE TIME FOR PUNS?
Furshii thinks about it for a moment, then says: "I didn't even mean to say that jokingly. You're right, it's not."
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
Sylvan, holding a glass of steak lemon, and Cerberus, holding his usual plant lute, approach the group. Sylvan takes one look at Joshua and Sweep and asks, “What’s happening?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
The Grim Sweeper turns to them. ANOTHER UNSATISFIED CUSTOMER.
"I honestly have no idea," Furshii says, who was also talking with them. "But to my understanding, Death and Joshua are arguing about something that has happened years ago, resulting in Joshua not being taken to the afterlife, as Death couldn't take him."
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
*Ninjered. Dang.*
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
“Was it a mistake on your part or his?”
Cerberus hears this and makes multiple hand gestures.
“So the story of every being cursed to eternal torture?”
*If your character understands sign language, read the spoiler.*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
HE PLEDGED HIS SOUL TO A DEMON. HE WOUND UP IN THAT DEMON'S SERVICE, AND IS TAKING OUT HIS ANGER AT ME. I PLAYED NO PART IN IT. IT WAS HIS OWN DECISION TO MAKE SUCH A FOOLISH ACTION.
Giving them a goofy smile, I speak into Cerebrus’ head, “No need for sign language here, some of us can read minds. Not me, I can only speak into yours.”
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
*He speaks most languages, and knows all unspoken ones.*
"Yes, pretty much,"
he says back.
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
“Yes I was quite the fool. No need to rub it in. Y’know, being in the service of a demon isn’t that bad. Look what I can do.”
He points his finger at a glass of water, and the water rises out of it before freezing in the shape of a hand flipping everyone the bird.
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
Furshii stares at it for a moment.
"Alright, everyone, let's not overreact. I can Shape Water too, but I don't go flipping people off with it."
"Most of the time," he says under his breath.
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
*alright ima go*
Josh says, “I’ve gotta take a little bit of a break from this conversation. Let’s pick it up another time.”
And without another word, he falls through the floor, leaving horrible whispers in his wake.
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
*Aww, bye then!*
"Well, there he goes. So Death, how much time do I have left?"
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
Death gives him a withering glare. YOU WERE JUST WEEPING AT MY FEET AND BEGGING FOR MY AID, AND NOW YOU DO THAT. MY RESPECT HAS DROPPED INTO THE ABYSS, WHERE YOU WILL STAY FOREVER IF THAT IS HOW YOU ACT.
MORTALS, THEY CAN BE SO PITIFUL AT TIMES AND THEN A SECOND LATER YOU WANT TO SWEEP ALL OF THEM OUT OF ETERNITY.
"Ah, well, I would argue that he's not exactly mortal anymore."
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
Alexandria is playing the harp.
A strange looking redhead with a bushy beard walks over.
"Hi!" he says.
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
She stops playing. “Hello! Who might you be?”
HMMM, LET ME SEE. He pulls a fancifully decorated hourglass and holds it up to see how much sand it has left. It is held at an angle that you cannot clearly see its contents. INTERESTING. He places it back inside his robes, I AM SORRY, BUT FOR YOUR OWN SAKE, I PREFER TO KEEP THAT A SECRET.