Anastasius is having lunch alone like he usually does
Kylar is fighting a headless knight, turns out it had a sword
-potential intro soon if I don't hate my character I made in that time-
Xan is sitting outside smoking. He dressed in a black, form-fitting, crop top, a white leather jacket, satin black pants, and platform heels.
Anastasius (if you can think up a nickname for him, totally send me that, it's a lovely name but so long) seems to think about something for a moment, then walks over to xan, sitting beside him,
Xan looks over and smiles, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. He stubs out the cigarette on the back of his own palm.
The wizard blushes slightly, leaning into him as he watches him put out the cigarette, "Doesn't that hurt?"
Xan raises a brow and chuckles "Course not, special little thing."
"T-thanks" He mumbles, mildly flustered as he takes a bite of his sandwhich, before offering some to xan
Xan smiles and leans forward, taking off a bit with a smirk.
Skriggle is wandering through an old cavern system, that happens to go under the tavern. He seems to know where he's going, almost like he's... familiar with the area...
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
*Morning gents, RLcraft really isn't that bad tbh.*
Kyes is looking around for Xan
Sushi is trying to learn chemistry it looks like
Xan is sitting outside smoking. He dressed in a black, form-fitting, crop top, a white leather jacket, satin black pants, and platform heels.
Kyes walks over, "Hey Xan, I wanted to apologize for the other day. Here." They take a seat next to Xan and offer a Jar with trapped sunlight inside, "Honest, didn't mean to upset you."
Xan looks up and stubs out his cigarette. He takes the lantern before raising his lip in disgust. "This was the thing that was trying to see me..."
"I know it looks similar but it isn't, what was coming after you was some pieces of the god Helios, they formed a Union or something if you can imagine." they yawn, "Sorry. No, this is literally just a normal, well as normal as you can get, unintelligent sunlight."
He seems to bristle "A god. Why can't they not be here of all places." he hmphed.
Ed is standing on the wall, I mean in the wall, I-i mean next to the wall, writing on it with chalk
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
How would I know? I haven't been in control of my own actions for long enough to do anything that could have any relationship to morality. Then again, I did possess some people. If we're going from a pure karmic standpoint, I've probably not gotten over the whole "demon-forged" thing.
These records are barely legible at the best of times, and even if you get past the filth, blood, and damage, they're impossible to read. They are in some sort of very specific code that's closer to Celestial than Abyssal. It seems that whatever is in control of these records wants no one other than them to have this information.
He sighed and rubbed his brow "I am going to make you a new body, at least to get you out of that cleaver form they have put you in to." He said and rubbed the back of his neck, stressed slightly.
Stroth pockets a few.
Anything with enough appendages to wield both me and Clarify will do. As long as it's alive. I don't believe I can possess dead things.
He feels an evil presence watching over him. Likely the local demon lord. However, he doesn't feel at all threatened, just... observed.
He seems to bristle "A god. Why can't they not be here of all places." he hmphed.
Shrugging they mumble, "Probably because they're idiots." then in a louder more easily heard voice, "No idea, but not like you can do much about it so... Yeah."
Skriggle is wandering through an old cavern system, that happens to go under the tavern. He seems to know where he's going, almost like he's... familiar with the area...
A snow white ferret takes notice of him, why it's in the sewers is beyond you, but it begins to follow Skriggle.
Ed is standing on the wall, I mean in the wall, I-i mean next to the wall, writing on it with chalk
Raphae walks up to them, waving. “Who might you be?”
*description and do they have true sigh?*
*A cloaked elf who’s skin is gray and looks as if he and his outfit have started to decompose and yes he does*
”My name is Makko, I am new here. Care for a cherry tomato? I get them from someone named after an asian cuisine.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
How would I know? I haven't been in control of my own actions for long enough to do anything that could have any relationship to morality. Then again, I did possess some people. If we're going from a pure karmic standpoint, I've probably not gotten over the whole "demon-forged" thing.
These records are barely legible at the best of times, and even if you get past the filth, blood, and damage, they're impossible to read. They are in some sort of very specific code that's closer to Celestial than Abyssal. It seems that whatever is in control of these records wants no one other than them to have this information.
He sighed and rubbed his brow "I am going to make you a new body, at least to get you out of that cleaver form they have put you in to." He said and rubbed the back of his neck, stressed slightly.
Stroth pockets a few.
Anything with enough appendages to wield both me and Clarify will do. As long as it's alive. I don't believe I can possess dead things.
He feels an evil presence watching over him. Likely the local demon lord. However, he doesn't feel at all threatened, just... observed.
He nods and pulls out a silver cube from his pocket. It seems solid but as he presses it between his palms, it is clearly a liquid sort of state. It covers him entirely, like a second skin as it takes on a new form. It looks like a living statue of a Solar with three sets of wings. "Yes, Jackson? You called me forth for some reason. What can I help with?" It said, it's voice baritone and smooth. Another voice comes out, Jackson's. "He needs a new body to control. I was thinking we could make one."
Stroth huffs and rolls his eyes "I can feel you. Stop being so quiet."
Xan smiles and leans forward, taking off a bit with a smirk.
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
Skriggle is wandering through an old cavern system, that happens to go under the tavern. He seems to know where he's going, almost like he's... familiar with the area...
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
He seems to bristle "A god. Why can't they not be here of all places." he hmphed.
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
*Im down if you are*
Makko is sitting at the bar eating fruit
Ed is standing on the wall, I mean in the wall, I-i mean next to the wall, writing on it with chalk
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
Anything with enough appendages to wield both me and Clarify will do. As long as it's alive. I don't believe I can possess dead things.
He feels an evil presence watching over him. Likely the local demon lord. However, he doesn't feel at all threatened, just... observed.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I got Tidus, Xan, and Jackson. I might be making a new character soon.*
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
Ihtros ‘sits’ down next to Kyes. (How is it?)
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Shrugging they mumble, "Probably because they're idiots." then in a louder more easily heard voice, "No idea, but not like you can do much about it so... Yeah."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Raphae walks up to them, waving. “Who might you be?”
*description and do they have true sigh?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A snow white ferret takes notice of him, why it's in the sewers is beyond you, but it begins to follow Skriggle.
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Raphael flies over to Tidus, with a small quilt in their hands. “How are you doing, friend?”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Eh. I don't feel like I've accomplished much and it'd be better to go back to my day job."
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
(Day job?)
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Yeah, day job. Well night job too. But whatever, what've you been up to Ghost Gramps?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*A cloaked elf who’s skin is gray and looks as if he and his outfit have started to decompose and yes he does*
”My name is Makko, I am new here. Care for a cherry tomato? I get them from someone named after an asian cuisine.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
(Guiding the descendent. Most to clean and prepare food. Most probably equally boring events)
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He nods and pulls out a silver cube from his pocket. It seems solid but as he presses it between his palms, it is clearly a liquid sort of state. It covers him entirely, like a second skin as it takes on a new form. It looks like a living statue of a Solar with three sets of wings. "Yes, Jackson? You called me forth for some reason. What can I help with?" It said, it's voice baritone and smooth. Another voice comes out, Jackson's. "He needs a new body to control. I was thinking we could make one."
Stroth huffs and rolls his eyes "I can feel you. Stop being so quiet."
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
*Raphael is a solar in the form of a moderately tall hafling*
They shrug. “Sure, you a cook or something?”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Tidus looks up and purrs contently, tail flicking lazily. "I am well Raphael. How are 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
*chars?*
psychopath ^-^