The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
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add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,?
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
THAT DOESN’T JUST HAPPEN. The empty eyes of darkness stare straight at him.
"There was a war between the gods, and just as one side started to win, reality ripped. Atoms were torn apart, time itself failed to stay, and black holes collapsed in on themselves. Only I was left."
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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 door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,?
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
THAT DOESN’T JUST HAPPEN. The empty eyes of darkness stare straight at him.
"There was a war between the gods, and just as one side started to win, reality ripped. Atoms were torn apart, time itself failed to stay, and black holes collapsed in on themselves. Only I was left."
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. "HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,? "
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
More words flash across your vision. "tHat Is gooD. you Don'"t loOk Like you are comPletely yoU. HaVe yOu misPlacEd youRself?." the sphere seems to be rocking back and forth slightly as the words move through your mind.
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. "HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,? "
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
More words flash across your vision. "tHat Is gooD. you Don'"t loOk Like you are comPletely yoU. HaVe yOu misPlacEd youRself?." the sphere seems to be rocking back and forth slightly as the words move through your mind.
"I am missing an arm and most of my memory. Both can be replaced with time"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. "HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,? "
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
More words flash across your vision. "tHat Is gooD. you Don'"t loOk Like you are comPletely yoU. HaVe yOu misPlacEd youRself?." the sphere seems to be rocking back and forth slightly as the words move through your mind.
"I am missing an arm and most of my memory. Both can be replaced with time"
"I HavE NO ArmS, SO I Can'T LosE TheM. HoweveR MY MemorY IS A ValuablE TreasurE ThaT I HopE TO NeveR LosE"
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. "HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,? "
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
More words flash across your vision. "tHat Is gooD. you Don'"t loOk Like you are comPletely yoU. HaVe yOu misPlacEd youRself?." the sphere seems to be rocking back and forth slightly as the words move through your mind.
"I am missing an arm and most of my memory. Both can be replaced with time"
"I HavE NO ArmS, SO I Can'T LosE TheM. HoweveR MY MemorY IS A ValuablE TreasurE ThaT I HopE TO NeveR LosE"
"The loss is inconvenient"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
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"Oh sad. Explosions mayhaps?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"very likely"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"Grenades? OH MY GOD ARE YOU MAKING WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION IN A FAMILY FRIENDLY ESTABLISHMENT?!?!?!"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*Lol, with that Imma head out for a bit*
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"My memory on how to make those has been removed"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
*oh ok*
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"Really? Interesting. You're saying removed and destroyed or collected?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Most likely destroyed"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,?
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
"There was a war between the gods, and just as one side started to win, reality ripped. Atoms were torn apart, time itself failed to stay, and black holes collapsed in on themselves. Only I was 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
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
THAT IS UNFORTUNATE.
More words flash across your vision. "tHat Is gooD. you Don'"t loOk Like you are comPletely yoU. HaVe yOu misPlacEd youRself?." the sphere seems to be rocking back and forth slightly as the words move through your mind.
"I am missing an arm and most of my memory. Both can be replaced with time"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"I HavE NO ArmS, SO I Can'T LosE TheM. HoweveR MY MemorY IS A ValuablE TreasurE ThaT I HopE TO NeveR LosE"
"The loss is inconvenient"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend