"Neither. I wouldn't want to disrupt your work more than I have to."
"Alright, well I'll wait until you're finished here. The plan was to take all the corpses back and perhaps retrieve the laser sword that fell around this area. Would it be okay if I just stayed here until you're done? Any information I can gather is invaluable."
"Of course. I'll even help you find that sword if you wish."
"Please. I was told if we manage to find out how the sword works a lot of tasks could be made more efficient." putting the notepad away they point a boned finger at the corpse, "So what do you plan on doing?"
"Creating nightmares in order to help people understand each other's suffering, and to protect them from potentially lethal mistakes. If I'm lucky, some will face their fears and failures."
Atemos is sitting at one of the back tables, petting the head of a little hyena pup. His hair is a bit longer and the red streaks have faded somewhat, and he looks a bit bulkier. His nose looks as if it had been broken and healed a bit crookedly, his eyes a bit tired. Atemos smiles softly as he pets the hyena.
Kinsley clone 1 walks over holding a gift wrapped present, they're giggling suspiciously, "Atemos. You're going to love this gift. Trust."
Atemos is sitting at one of the back tables, petting the head of a little hyena pup. His hair is a bit longer and the red streaks have faded somewhat, and he looks a bit bulkier. His nose looks as if it had been broken and healed a bit crookedly, his eyes a bit tired. Atemos smiles softly as he pets the hyena.
Kinsley clone 1 walks over holding a gift wrapped present, they're giggling suspiciously, "Atemos. You're going to love this gift. Trust."
He jumps. "K-Kinsley? Hello? Oh uhm.. sure.."
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"How about... Judicious Rain. That is how many like myself name themselves." They tap their armor with a long nail (or claw?), and it makes a hollow noise. "Hmmm..."
"I'm cool with calling you Judicious Rain until you come up with a good nickname, or you do something that gives a good nickname." Shrugging they extend their hand, "Kinsley Humbleflaw, a pleasure. What's a petal knight?"
Judicious Rain tenderly shakes Kinsley's hand, taking care not to scratch them with their nails and various spikes. "Good to meet you. Petal Knights are angels such as myself who claim allegiance to no god. I am surprised you have not heard of them."
"Me too, I've been to mount Celestia for a short trip, and technically live in the Abyss, but have never heard of petal knights. Are you like Solars then? Or more akin to Devas."
"Neither. We come from a different place. A different world."
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.
Atemos is sitting at one of the back tables, petting the head of a little hyena pup. His hair is a bit longer and the red streaks have faded somewhat, and he looks a bit bulkier. His nose looks as if it had been broken and healed a bit crookedly, his eyes a bit tired. Atemos smiles softly as he pets the hyena.
Roran is in the rafters, musing over some maps and books. He looks like he's concentrating, icy blue eyes scrutinizing the text on the page.
An acorn rolls across one of the books he is looking at.
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.
Atemos is sitting at one of the back tables, petting the head of a little hyena pup. His hair is a bit longer and the red streaks have faded somewhat, and he looks a bit bulkier. His nose looks as if it had been broken and healed a bit crookedly, his eyes a bit tired. Atemos smiles softly as he pets the hyena.
Roran is in the rafters, musing over some maps and books. He looks like he's concentrating, icy blue eyes scrutinizing the text on the page.
An acorn rolls across one of the books he is looking at.
He picks it up and looks around with a bit of confusion.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Creating nightmares in order to help people understand each other's suffering, and to protect them from potentially lethal mistakes. If I'm lucky, some will face their fears and failures."
If the skeleton could look intrigued it probably would, "But wouldn't forcing nightmares of suffering upon others lead to irreversible psychological damage?"
Atemos is sitting at one of the back tables, petting the head of a little hyena pup. His hair is a bit longer and the red streaks have faded somewhat, and he looks a bit bulkier. His nose looks as if it had been broken and healed a bit crookedly, his eyes a bit tired. Atemos smiles softly as he pets the hyena.
Kinsley clone 1 walks over holding a gift wrapped present, they're giggling suspiciously, "Atemos. You're going to love this gift. Trust."
He jumps. "K-Kinsley? Hello? Oh uhm.. sure.."
They place it down still giggling but then smile kindly, "Open it open it! I've held onto this for so longgggggg! Got too many questions about why it was in the treasure vault."
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.
"Creating nightmares in order to help people understand each other's suffering, and to protect them from potentially lethal mistakes. If I'm lucky, some will face their fears and failures."
If the skeleton could look intrigued it probably would, "But wouldn't forcing nightmares of suffering upon others lead to irreversible psychological damage?"
"I use fear as a scalpel, not a blunt instrument. There's a difference between implanting fears psychically and bludgeoning someone with a hammer to give them a fear of hammers."
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.
Atemos is sitting at one of the back tables, petting the head of a little hyena pup. His hair is a bit longer and the red streaks have faded somewhat, and he looks a bit bulkier. His nose looks as if it had been broken and healed a bit crookedly, his eyes a bit tired. Atemos smiles softly as he pets the hyena.
Kinsley clone 1 walks over holding a gift wrapped present, they're giggling suspiciously, "Atemos. You're going to love this gift. Trust."
He jumps. "K-Kinsley? Hello? Oh uhm.. sure.."
They place it down still giggling but then smile kindly, "Open it open it! I've held onto this for so longgggggg! Got too many questions about why it was in the treasure vault."
He opens it slowly, still looking a bit worried.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Atemos is sitting at one of the back tables, petting the head of a little hyena pup. His hair is a bit longer and the red streaks have faded somewhat, and he looks a bit bulkier. His nose looks as if it had been broken and healed a bit crookedly, his eyes a bit tired. Atemos smiles softly as he pets the hyena.
Roran is in the rafters, musing over some maps and books. He looks like he's concentrating, icy blue eyes scrutinizing the text on the page.
An acorn rolls across one of the books he is looking at.
He picks it up and looks around with a bit of confusion.
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.
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"Creating nightmares in order to help people understand each other's suffering, and to protect them from potentially lethal mistakes. If I'm lucky, some will face their fears and failures."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Kinsley clone 1 walks over holding a gift wrapped present, they're giggling suspiciously, "Atemos. You're going to love this gift. Trust."
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
He jumps. "K-Kinsley? Hello? Oh uhm.. sure.."
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Neither. We come from a different place. A different world."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
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.
(should probably make an actual character lol)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
An acorn rolls across one of the books he is looking at.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
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.
"Mmm... thanks for checking up on me then... you are a nice friend."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He picks it up and looks around with a bit of confusion.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
If the skeleton could look intrigued it probably would, "But wouldn't forcing nightmares of suffering upon others lead to irreversible psychological damage?"
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"I dint think so... thiugh I don't really understand much about qho I am."
They place it down still giggling but then smile kindly, "Open it open it! I've held onto this for so longgggggg! Got too many questions about why it was in the treasure vault."
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*HEYA EVERYONE!!!*
Theren is sitting in the woods, meditating
Lance is talking to Dryads
Nick is wandering around
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Oh? Like Earth? The MCU?"
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"I really try to be."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
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 use fear as a scalpel, not a blunt instrument. There's a difference between implanting fears psychically and bludgeoning someone with a hammer to give them a fear of hammers."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I know not of these places you speak of. I come from Throne, world of the 777,777 gods."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
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.
"Would you like to talk about what's happening after we deliver the meal?"
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
He opens it slowly, still looking a bit worried.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Hello people. How is it going?*
Raphael is cooking some bacon for the Many of Helios
Greg is trying to figure out how a blaster works
Ihtros is looking through a cook book
Throden is cooking some fries
Yossele is checking their coat pockets
Meroving is chilling with Ani
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Another one hits him in the back of the head.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
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.