"I thank you for your kind words Raphael. That means the world and the heavens to me." He plops down, laying his head on Raphael's lap.
Raphael begins to pets them. "Guess there is a lot of meaning between the two of us... Mmm... Mind if we walk out of this place? Maybe to brighter horizons?" They suggest, motioning to the destroyed landscape around them
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"I thank you for your kind words Raphael. That means the world and the heavens to me." He plops down, laying his head on Raphael's lap.
Raphael begins to pets them. "Guess there is a lot of meaning between the two of us... Mmm... Mind if we walk out of this place? Maybe to brighter horizons?" They suggest, motioning to the destroyed landscape around them
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
A tabaxi resembling a maine coon is sitting at the barr, drinking his 8th mug of ale and cream
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"I thank you for your kind words Raphael. That means the world and the heavens to me." He plops down, laying his head on Raphael's lap.
Raphael begins to pets them. "Guess there is a lot of meaning between the two of us... Mmm... Mind if we walk out of this place? Maybe to brighter horizons?" They suggest, motioning to the destroyed landscape around them
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
A tabaxi resembling a maine coon is sitting at the barr, drinking his 8th mug of ale and cream
A human wizard walks up to the tabaxi. "You okay, cat?"
"Better than Okay!!" He pounds it down
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Barachiel smirks at Raphael. "You really want to know? To avoid it? Or just curious?"
"Both I guess. The second commandment of Helios is to seek knowledge after all."
"Out of how many commandments? Two? Don't use your 'holy mission' as an excuse to stick your nose in places where it'll get cut off." Barachiel lightly punches Raphael in the shoulder. "I'll tell you later, Raff."
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
He holds up a music box, the song empowering the eight nightmare signal towers to fill the dreams of the mortals with lessons and prophecies of terrible things that will occur if they do not do better.
"...and monsters of their misdeeds..."
Horrible creatures grow from the fears of the mortals, not to kill or maim, but to simply spread terror.
"...but do not scorn the mortal man..."
Zarznac slowly closes his music box as his shadowy monstrosities begin to act and evolve on their own. They will inevitably be slain, but such things are expected. They never had souls anyway.
"...for they are braver and stronger than any of us."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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*Understood. You have an characters?*
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Tidus purrs "aren't we already there?" He asked, tilting his head.
"Somewhat." She said with a smile "I just remember the tastes."
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
*Nothing good for lord's rest*
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Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
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Raphael chuckles. "Ha, ha." They say, standing up and walks to the tavern. "So... what have you been doing?"
"Mmm... Want to try to find out when you arrived?"
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*I'm kinda hyperfixated with better days*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Look, my first character was an edgelord, and following that a parasitic sword, just got to let the character ride till it fully bakes*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*GOOD OMENS*
"I would call it a fall. It hurt quite a bit."
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*Understandible. I'll let you be*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*EXACTLY!*
"Got it, anyway continue."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A tabaxi resembling a maine coon is sitting at the barr, drinking his 8th mug of ale and cream
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
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"Watching over the children who were displaced. They are quite powerful, even if they are children." He said, climbing on their shoulder.
"Maybe..." She says hesitantly.
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
Barachiel smirks at Raphael. "You really want to know? To avoid it? Or just curious?"
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
A human wizard walks up to the tabaxi. "You okay, cat?"
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They nod, sitting down at a tree near the tavern. "Those displaced by the clone raid?" They ask, petting the 'cat'
They shrug. "I will keep the offer open if you want. Anyway, what are their names?" They ask, motioning to the animals
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"Better than Okay!!" He pounds it down
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
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"Both I guess. The second commandment of Helios is to seek knowledge after all."
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"Mmm... Drunk as well?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Out of how many commandments? Two? Don't use your 'holy mission' as an excuse to stick your nose in places where it'll get cut off." Barachiel lightly punches Raphael in the shoulder. "I'll tell you later, Raff."
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*I shall have to go in like 10 minutes or so*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Humanity is a weak hypothesis..."
The Darkroom has been set up. Zarznac is pleased.
"....they make mountains of their mistakes..."
He holds up a music box, the song empowering the eight nightmare signal towers to fill the dreams of the mortals with lessons and prophecies of terrible things that will occur if they do not do better.
"...and monsters of their misdeeds..."
Horrible creatures grow from the fears of the mortals, not to kill or maim, but to simply spread terror.
"...but do not scorn the mortal man..."
Zarznac slowly closes his music box as his shadowy monstrosities begin to act and evolve on their own. They will inevitably be slain, but such things are expected. They never had souls anyway.
"...for they are braver and stronger than any of us."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels