a guy walks into the lords rest tavern. on first inspection he seems pretty regular. but if you look closely you can see he has the looks of an undead. he shambles up to the counter and says "hey any water available?" his voice is gurgly and his mouth moves as if it is being moved by a hand not natural.
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wishing to live. whispering on wind. falling through sky. feeling i died. falling. dying... slowly......
"Ah, you have a passion for food? How curious. I've never known a Planetar to have such interests. Then again, I know so few Planetars..." He chuckles as well.
The creature lights the candles and begins to generously fill Donn's plate and goblet. The smell is overwhelmingly good. As the lights come on, Donn realizes that this room is massive, and somehow cuts down on the range of both darkvision and truesight with its pitch black. "Food is not exactly what I feed on. I'm more symbiotic than that."
She stares at him, searching his face for any sort of hint of what was on the inside.
"I am a cherub. I bring joy to others but my own joy is food and people. I love both with all my heart." He said "What is your name?"
"Symbiotic?" Donn tilted his head, not daring to eat yet.
He's trying to maintain composure. He's doing pretty well, but he seems slightly afraid of Yuri.
"Sytosc, High Critic of the Great Ones."
"I feed on-" He crumbles to his knees, clutching his stomach as the room rumbles. His face falls off, shattering against the floor. He looks up as several pale, emaciated hands wreathed in shadowy smoke begin to climb out of the gaping hole. Glowing orange eyes float in the smoke. "H... how are the kids, Donn?" The voice is pained.
*heyyy, sorry for goin so abruptly. Characters rn ig*
Theren is pacing in the woods.
Mars has his head in his hands and is trembling in the woods.
Hanzo is inspecting his new blade
*Grabs by the shoulders and hugs*
*WAGH! Hey bud*
*Waluigi.*
*wanna rp buddy?*
*(Nods)*
*Waluigi.*
*Ah. i see. feel free to choose*
*Waluigi (nods)*
*I actually have a character I think could interact well with Hanzo.*
A samurai of sorts wearing a wide brimmed hat is speaking with a ghost. He wears think, first green and grey plate armor, dual handaxes on his hips, and a long black scarf around his neck. His eyes and face are concealed by an oni mask.
*I actually have a character I think could interact well with Hanzo.*
A samurai of sorts wearing a wide brimmed hat is speaking with a ghost. He wears think, first green and grey plate armor, dual handaxes on his hips, and a long black scarf around his neck. His eyes and face are concealed by an oni mask.
Hanzo sheathes his blade and walks over. "Talking to spirits?"
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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.
"Ah, you have a passion for food? How curious. I've never known a Planetar to have such interests. Then again, I know so few Planetars..." He chuckles as well.
The creature lights the candles and begins to generously fill Donn's plate and goblet. The smell is overwhelmingly good. As the lights come on, Donn realizes that this room is massive, and somehow cuts down on the range of both darkvision and truesight with its pitch black. "Food is not exactly what I feed on. I'm more symbiotic than that."
She stares at him, searching his face for any sort of hint of what was on the inside.
"I am a cherub. I bring joy to others but my own joy is food and people. I love both with all my heart." He said "What is your name?"
"Symbiotic?" Donn tilted his head, not daring to eat yet.
He's trying to maintain composure. He's doing pretty well, but he seems slightly afraid of Yuri.
"Sytosc, High Critic of the Great Ones."
"I feed on-" He crumbles to his knees, clutching his stomach as the room rumbles. His face falls off, shattering against the floor. He looks up as several pale, emaciated hands wreathed in shadowy smoke begin to climb out of the gaping hole. Glowing orange eyes float in the smoke. "H... how are the kids, Donn?" The voice is pained.
She looks away, her shoulders slumping a little. She puts on a false smile and turns "I'll leave you be then. Come find me when it's done.." she said.
"Oh!!" He sits up suddenly "Your the one Raphael told me about!! How good it is to meet you!"
Donn stands up in fright, gripping his spear before he recognizes the voice. He kneels down to the ground. "Dead... I'm afraid..." He said solemnly.
*Somehow, apparently yes. Maybe wait until Pallghost or Nikoli Goodfellow are on. Their characters are pretty much always in the tavern. Or you could bring your character outside.*
*I actually have a character I think could interact well with Hanzo.*
A samurai of sorts wearing a wide brimmed hat is speaking with a ghost. He wears think, first green and grey plate armor, dual handaxes on his hips, and a long black scarf around his neck. His eyes and face are concealed by an oni mask.
Hanzo sheathes his blade and walks over. "Talking to spirits?"
The man looks up and nods quietly. "They need help returning to the afterlife." His voice was gentle.
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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
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"Uh, English please?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*(Nods)*
*Waluigi.*
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
"English? You speak English here? Is America? United Kingdom?"
Jason smiles, putting an arm around them happily
"I shouldn't talk about it, apologies." She says sheepishly
*My brain getting shot back to COD*
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
(okay?)
a guy walks into the lords rest tavern. on first inspection he seems pretty regular. but if you look closely you can see he has the looks of an undead. he shambles up to the counter and says "hey any water available?" his voice is gurgly and his mouth moves as if it is being moved by a hand not natural.
wishing to live.
whispering on wind.
falling through sky.
feeling i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
*Ah. i see. feel free to choose*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Neither dude."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Kelipso bits the string between his teeth and pulls it taut again the bowline.
"No no, please tell me what you mean?" Yuri asked.
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
He's trying to maintain composure. He's doing pretty well, but he seems slightly afraid of Yuri.
"Sytosc, High Critic of the Great Ones."
"I feed on-" He crumbles to his knees, clutching his stomach as the room rumbles. His face falls off, shattering against the floor. He looks up as several pale, emaciated hands wreathed in shadowy smoke begin to climb out of the gaping hole. Glowing orange eyes float in the smoke. "H... how are the kids, Donn?" The voice is pained.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Actually, this character is based off a series of 2 games I just finished. Metro 2033 and Metro Last Light. Post WWIII russia is the setting.*
"Then where are we? So green. Haven't seen green in decades."
*Waluigi (nods)*
*I actually have a character I think could interact well with Hanzo.*
A samurai of sorts wearing a wide brimmed hat is speaking with a ghost. He wears think, first green and grey plate armor, dual handaxes on his hips, and a long black scarf around his neck. His eyes and face are concealed by an oni mask.
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
"Some place beyond your time."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(so am i the only one in the lords rest?)
wishing to live.
whispering on wind.
falling through sky.
feeling i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
Hanzo sheathes his blade and walks over. "Talking to spirits?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks away, her shoulders slumping a little. She puts on a false smile and turns "I'll leave you be then. Come find me when it's done.." she said.
"Oh!!" He sits up suddenly "Your the one Raphael told me about!! How good it is to meet you!"
Donn stands up in fright, gripping his spear before he recognizes the voice. He kneels down to the ground. "Dead... I'm afraid..." He said solemnly.
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
"I am confused. What does that mean?"
*Somehow, apparently yes. Maybe wait until Pallghost or Nikoli Goodfellow are on. Their characters are pretty much always in the tavern. Or you could bring your character outside.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The man looks up and nods quietly. "They need help returning to the afterlife." His voice was gentle.
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