He chuckles. "I've played them all the same amount. All songs are equal in my eyes."
"Really? So all songs are of equal length? And contain an equal amount of notes? Etc? How do you know which songs you are playing if all of them are equally the same?"
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Something crashes to the earth near the homeless camp. An orange glow and a buzzing static greets anyone who comes near the fallen meteorite.
Raphael sighs, manifesting their strength andattempting to kick it towards the tavern, not wanting to have to deal with it
*You choose if you want this to happen. Maybe it is too heavy to be kicked away, maybe it charms those who attempt to move it, etc*
Their foot hits it with a thunk, but it barely moves. It's dislodged from the ground, however. The Halloween-colored meteorite is very much just a hunk of metal, but it gives a telepathic squeak of pain amidst the static when it is kicked.
Something crashes to the earth near the homeless camp. An orange glow and a buzzing static greets anyone who comes near the fallen meteorite.
Raphael sighs, manifesting their strength andattempting to kick it towards the tavern, not wanting to have to deal with it
*You choose if you want this to happen. Maybe it is too heavy to be kicked away, maybe it charms those who attempt to move it, etc*
Their foot hits it with a thunk, but it barely moves. It's dislodged from the ground, however. The Halloween-colored meteorite is very much just a hunk of metal, but it gives a telepathic squeak of pain amidst the static when it is kicked.
Raphael sighs. You are some being from beyond this realm, I take it?
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He chuckles. "I've played them all the same amount. All songs are equal in my eyes."
"Really? So all songs are of equal length? And contain an equal amount of notes? Etc? How do you know which songs you are playing if all of them are equally the same?"
"They are equal to me."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He chuckles. "I've played them all the same amount. All songs are equal in my eyes."
"Really? So all songs are of equal length? And contain an equal amount of notes? Etc? How do you know which songs you are playing if all of them are equally the same?"
"They are equal to me."
"Huh. How long is Old McDonald Had a Farm?"
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He chuckles. "I've played them all the same amount. All songs are equal in my eyes."
"Really? So all songs are of equal length? And contain an equal amount of notes? Etc? How do you know which songs you are playing if all of them are equally the same?"
"They are equal to me."
"Huh. How long is Old McDonald Had a Farm?"
"no clue, dont care though."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Something crashes to the earth near the homeless camp. An orange glow and a buzzing static greets anyone who comes near the fallen meteorite.
Raphael sighs, manifesting their strength andattempting to kick it towards the tavern, not wanting to have to deal with it
*You choose if you want this to happen. Maybe it is too heavy to be kicked away, maybe it charms those who attempt to move it, etc*
Their foot hits it with a thunk, but it barely moves. It's dislodged from the ground, however. The Halloween-colored meteorite is very much just a hunk of metal, but it gives a telepathic squeak of pain amidst the static when it is kicked.
Raphael sighs. You are some being from beyond this realm, I take it?
'Hey, what ya found?'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Something crashes to the earth near the homeless camp. An orange glow and a buzzing static greets anyone who comes near the fallen meteorite.
Raphael sighs, manifesting their strength andattempting to kick it towards the tavern, not wanting to have to deal with it
*You choose if you want this to happen. Maybe it is too heavy to be kicked away, maybe it charms those who attempt to move it, etc*
Their foot hits it with a thunk, but it barely moves. It's dislodged from the ground, however. The Halloween-colored meteorite is very much just a hunk of metal, but it gives a telepathic squeak of pain amidst the static when it is kicked.
Raphael sighs. You are some being from beyond this realm, I take it?
'Hey, what ya found?'
"Nothing good." They say, slightly irritated. "What brings you over here, flint?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He chuckles. "I've played them all the same amount. All songs are equal in my eyes."
"Really? So all songs are of equal length? And contain an equal amount of notes? Etc? How do you know which songs you are playing if all of them are equally the same?"
"They are equal to me."
"Huh. How long is Old McDonald Had a Farm?"
"no clue, dont care though."
"Ah, apathy. Got it."
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He chuckles. "I've played them all the same amount. All songs are equal in my eyes."
"Really? So all songs are of equal length? And contain an equal amount of notes? Etc? How do you know which songs you are playing if all of them are equally the same?"
"They are equal to me."
"Huh. How long is Old McDonald Had a Farm?"
"no clue, dont care though."
"Ah, apathy. Got it."
He nods
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Something crashes to the earth near the homeless camp. An orange glow and a buzzing static greets anyone who comes near the fallen meteorite.
Raphael sighs, manifesting their strength andattempting to kick it towards the tavern, not wanting to have to deal with it
*You choose if you want this to happen. Maybe it is too heavy to be kicked away, maybe it charms those who attempt to move it, etc*
Their foot hits it with a thunk, but it barely moves. It's dislodged from the ground, however. The Halloween-colored meteorite is very much just a hunk of metal, but it gives a telepathic squeak of pain amidst the static when it is kicked.
Raphael sighs. You are some being from beyond this realm, I take it?
'Hey, what ya found?'
"Nothing good." They say, slightly irritated. "What brings you over here, flint?"
'I got a couple old friends here. What about you?'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
He chuckles. "I've played them all the same amount. All songs are equal in my eyes."
"Really? So all songs are of equal length? And contain an equal amount of notes? Etc? How do you know which songs you are playing if all of them are equally the same?"
"They are equal to me."
"Huh. How long is Old McDonald Had a Farm?"
"no clue, dont care though."
"Ah, apathy. Got it."
He nods
"So, Oh wait. What is your name, bard?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Something crashes to the earth near the homeless camp. An orange glow and a buzzing static greets anyone who comes near the fallen meteorite.
Raphael sighs, manifesting their strength andattempting to kick it towards the tavern, not wanting to have to deal with it
*You choose if you want this to happen. Maybe it is too heavy to be kicked away, maybe it charms those who attempt to move it, etc*
Their foot hits it with a thunk, but it barely moves. It's dislodged from the ground, however. The Halloween-colored meteorite is very much just a hunk of metal, but it gives a telepathic squeak of pain amidst the static when it is kicked.
Raphael sighs. You are some being from beyond this realm, I take it?
'Hey, what ya found?'
"Nothing good." They say, slightly irritated. "What brings you over here, flint?"
'I got a couple old friends here. What about you?'
"This," refering to the meterite, "But before that the homeless. Town got wipped out by the Clones, poor things."
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*characters :3*
Theren is sitting under a tree, basking in the sun
Lance is taking care of an owlbear
Nick is training against some dummies with his spear
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"All songs are equal."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Okay, which one do you like playing the most?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Something crashes to the earth near the homeless camp. An orange glow and a buzzing static greets anyone who comes near the fallen meteorite.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He chuckles. "I've played them all the same amount. All songs are equal in my eyes."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Really? So all songs are of equal length? And contain an equal amount of notes? Etc? How do you know which songs you are playing if all of them are equally the same?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A random homeless walks over to it, using what little magic she has to cast detect magic on it
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Their foot hits it with a thunk, but it barely moves. It's dislodged from the ground, however. The Halloween-colored meteorite is very much just a hunk of metal, but it gives a telepathic squeak of pain amidst the static when it is kicked.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Raphael sighs. You are some being from beyond this realm, I take it?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"They are equal to me."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Huh. How long is Old McDonald Had a Farm?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"no clue, dont care though."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
'Hey, what ya found?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Nothing good." They say, slightly irritated. "What brings you over here, flint?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Ah, apathy. Got it."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Kylar is resting with her pair of dogs
Not Jason is sat under a tree, the bodies of several armored people littered around him
-free choice-
He nods
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
'I got a couple old friends here. What about you?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"So, Oh wait. What is your name, bard?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"This," refering to the meterite, "But before that the homeless. Town got wipped out by the Clones, poor things."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now