<It’s nothing. I’ve made my mistakes, but I’m not gonna bore you with my life story. Unless you like listening to people rant about their personal issues.>
"mn...no thanks.."
<That’s fair. But I’ve been told I’m a good listener, and I believe that if you can have someone listen to you, it’ll make you feel a lot more valid. So what, if you don’t mind me asking, are you getting away from?>
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(Sytosc is True Neutral, and he seems to have hundreds of thoughts racing by at once. He has no (human) emotions at this moment beyond being happy to have someone to talk to.)
"Don't worry about it. I've got some elk." He opens his suitcase and pulls out some strange cut of meat. It smells like butter. "Well, it's a type of elk. Loaded with Thalacrose and nutrients."
"What's Thalacrose?" He asks, looking up. He brushes his curly brown hair from his eyes.
"It's a rare sugar that empowers eldritch abilities. It's normally only found on a plane called the Gourmet Nightmare. Everything there is incredibly delicious, but also usually very dangerous." He places the cut of meat in a cast-iron pan and begins to cook it.
He looks uncomfortable again. "How bad does it empower them?" he asked, wiping his nose on his sleeve.
(Sytosc is True Neutral, and he seems to have hundreds of thoughts racing by at once. He has no (human) emotions at this moment beyond being happy to have someone to talk to.)
"Don't worry about it. I've got some elk." He opens his suitcase and pulls out some strange cut of meat. It smells like butter. "Well, it's a type of elk. Loaded with Thalacrose and nutrients."
"What's Thalacrose?" He asks, looking up. He brushes his curly brown hair from his eyes.
"It's a rare sugar that empowers eldritch abilities. It's normally only found on a plane called the Gourmet Nightmare. Everything there is incredibly delicious, but also usually very dangerous." He places the cut of meat in a cast-iron pan and begins to cook it.
He looks uncomfortable again. "How bad does it empower them?" he asked, wiping his nose on his sleeve.
"Don't worry, empathic abilities don't count. I don't think it will affect you since you lack the right kind of Eldritch Anatomy."
(Sytosc is True Neutral, and he seems to have hundreds of thoughts racing by at once. He has no (human) emotions at this moment beyond being happy to have someone to talk to.)
"Don't worry about it. I've got some elk." He opens his suitcase and pulls out some strange cut of meat. It smells like butter. "Well, it's a type of elk. Loaded with Thalacrose and nutrients."
"What's Thalacrose?" He asks, looking up. He brushes his curly brown hair from his eyes.
"It's a rare sugar that empowers eldritch abilities. It's normally only found on a plane called the Gourmet Nightmare. Everything there is incredibly delicious, but also usually very dangerous." He places the cut of meat in a cast-iron pan and begins to cook it.
He looks uncomfortable again. "How bad does it empower them?" he asked, wiping his nose on his sleeve.
"Don't worry, empathic abilities don't count. I don't think it will affect you since you lack the right kind of Eldritch Anatomy."
He grinds some blue pepper onto the meat.
He blinks and looks up, a bit stunned. "How.. did you.. know?" He asked quietly.
"Don't worry, empathic abilities don't count. I don't think it will affect you since you lack the right kind of Eldritch Anatomy."
He grinds some blue pepper onto the meat.
He blinks and looks up, a bit stunned. "How.. did you.. know?" He asked quietly.
"I can see through you in a very literal sense. Imagine you were looking at a two-dimensional creature. To it, all its organs are on the inside of its skin, but to you, a creature with an additional dimension, it seems like a bunch of body parts held together by a thin wall around the outside. I'm kind of like the observer in that scenario. I also have some medical knowledge due to being an amateur cook myself, and I can see the chemicals in your brain functioning just like that of a creature with telempathy."
He flips the cut of meat and peppers the other side. "I can't read minds or anything, but I can identify supernatural abilities pretty effectively. It's important sometimes. By the way, you're a lot healthier than you think. Just thought you should know."
"Don't worry, empathic abilities don't count. I don't think it will affect you since you lack the right kind of Eldritch Anatomy."
He grinds some blue pepper onto the meat.
He blinks and looks up, a bit stunned. "How.. did you.. know?" He asked quietly.
"I can see through you in a very literal sense. Imagine you were looking at a two-dimensional creature. To it, all its organs are on the inside of its skin, but to you, a creature with an additional dimension, it seems like a bunch of body parts held together by a thin wall around the outside. I'm kind of like the observer in that scenario. I also have some medical knowledge due to being an amateur cook myself, and I can see the chemicals in your brain functioning just like that of a creature with telempathy."
He flips the cut of meat and peppers the other side. "I can't read minds or anything, but I can identify supernatural abilities pretty effectively. It's important sometimes. By the way, you're a lot healthier than you think. Just thought you should know."
He rubs the knuckles on his left hand in circles "They said it was an issue with my mind. My mirror neurons can sense everything about someone and sometimes I take on their personality. I can also project creatures and people's thoughts to others." He said "I'm pretty sure I caused my mom to lose her mind because of it."
"I can see through you in a very literal sense. Imagine you were looking at a two-dimensional creature. To it, all its organs are on the inside of its skin, but to you, a creature with an additional dimension, it seems like a bunch of body parts held together by a thin wall around the outside. I'm kind of like the observer in that scenario. I also have some medical knowledge due to being an amateur cook myself, and I can see the chemicals in your brain functioning just like that of a creature with telempathy."
He flips the cut of meat and peppers the other side. "I can't read minds or anything, but I can identify supernatural abilities pretty effectively. It's important sometimes. By the way, you're a lot healthier than you think. Just thought you should know."
He rubs the knuckles on his left hand in circles "They said it was an issue with my mind. My mirror neurons can sense everything about someone and sometimes I take on their personality. I can also project creatures and people's thoughts to others." He said "I'm pretty sure I caused my mom to lose her mind because of it."
"That's a shame. If you let me see her, I could probably give her a diagnosis. Psychic damage or disruption is easy to detect. If it's natural, I probably won't see anything special. Even if it is psychic in origin, it might not be you causing it."
He places the meat on a plate and gives it to the boy along with a fork and knife.
"I can see through you in a very literal sense. Imagine you were looking at a two-dimensional creature. To it, all its organs are on the inside of its skin, but to you, a creature with an additional dimension, it seems like a bunch of body parts held together by a thin wall around the outside. I'm kind of like the observer in that scenario. I also have some medical knowledge due to being an amateur cook myself, and I can see the chemicals in your brain functioning just like that of a creature with telempathy."
He flips the cut of meat and peppers the other side. "I can't read minds or anything, but I can identify supernatural abilities pretty effectively. It's important sometimes. By the way, you're a lot healthier than you think. Just thought you should know."
He rubs the knuckles on his left hand in circles "They said it was an issue with my mind. My mirror neurons can sense everything about someone and sometimes I take on their personality. I can also project creatures and people's thoughts to others." He said "I'm pretty sure I caused my mom to lose her mind because of it."
"That's a shame. If you let me see her, I could probably give her a diagnosis. Psychic damage or disruption is easy to detect. If it's natural, I probably won't see anything special. Even if it is psychic in origin, it might not be you causing it."
He places the meat on a plate and gives it to the boy along with a fork and knife.
"I can try and get her down here but she doesn't recognize me somedays" He said and downed it like a rabid beast before reminding himself to slow down and eat slower.
"That's a shame. If you let me see her, I could probably give her a diagnosis. Psychic damage or disruption is easy to detect. If it's natural, I probably won't see anything special. Even if it is psychic in origin, it might not be you causing it."
He places the meat on a plate and gives it to the boy along with a fork and knife.
"I can try and get her down here but she doesn't recognize me somedays" He said and downed it like a rabid beast before reminding himself to slow down and eat slower.
"Sounds like dementia. Possibly early-onset. You don't have to bring her here. I can move my stuff and follow you if you'd like that."
"That's a shame. If you let me see her, I could probably give her a diagnosis. Psychic damage or disruption is easy to detect. If it's natural, I probably won't see anything special. Even if it is psychic in origin, it might not be you causing it."
He places the meat on a plate and gives it to the boy along with a fork and knife.
"I can try and get her down here but she doesn't recognize me somedays" He said and downed it like a rabid beast before reminding himself to slow down and eat slower.
"Sounds like dementia. Possibly early-onset. You don't have to bring her here. I can move my stuff and follow you if you'd like that."
He nods "I can try. The house we live in moves around a lot. We aren't from here you see.." he said "Do you know Elestien? The small demiplane that roams the areas in Deep Space?"
"That's a shame. If you let me see her, I could probably give her a diagnosis. Psychic damage or disruption is easy to detect. If it's natural, I probably won't see anything special. Even if it is psychic in origin, it might not be you causing it."
He places the meat on a plate and gives it to the boy along with a fork and knife.
"I can try and get her down here but she doesn't recognize me somedays" He said and downed it like a rabid beast before reminding himself to slow down and eat slower.
"Sounds like dementia. Possibly early-onset. You don't have to bring her here. I can move my stuff and follow you if you'd like that."
He nods "I can try. The house we live in moves around a lot. We aren't from here you see.." he said "Do you know Elestien? The small demiplane that roams the areas in Deep Space?"
"No, not really. I'm from the Somewhere. It's a little bit sideways from here. I don't spend a lot of time outside of the material plane, either."
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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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<That’s fair. But I’ve been told I’m a good listener, and I believe that if you can have someone listen to you, it’ll make you feel a lot more valid. So what, if you don’t mind me asking, are you getting away from?>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*don’t forget to remember to not forget remembering forgetfulness*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He looks uncomfortable again. "How bad does it empower them?" he asked, wiping his nose on his sleeve.
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
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Don't worry, empathic abilities don't count. I don't think it will affect you since you lack the right kind of Eldritch Anatomy."
He grinds some blue pepper onto the meat.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He blinks and looks up, a bit stunned. "How.. did you.. know?" He asked quietly.
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 can see through you in a very literal sense. Imagine you were looking at a two-dimensional creature. To it, all its organs are on the inside of its skin, but to you, a creature with an additional dimension, it seems like a bunch of body parts held together by a thin wall around the outside. I'm kind of like the observer in that scenario. I also have some medical knowledge due to being an amateur cook myself, and I can see the chemicals in your brain functioning just like that of a creature with telempathy."
He flips the cut of meat and peppers the other side. "I can't read minds or anything, but I can identify supernatural abilities pretty effectively. It's important sometimes. By the way, you're a lot healthier than you think. Just thought you should know."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He rubs the knuckles on his left hand in circles "They said it was an issue with my mind. My mirror neurons can sense everything about someone and sometimes I take on their personality. I can also project creatures and people's thoughts to others." He said "I'm pretty sure I caused my mom to lose her mind because of it."
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
"That's a shame. If you let me see her, I could probably give her a diagnosis. Psychic damage or disruption is easy to detect. If it's natural, I probably won't see anything special. Even if it is psychic in origin, it might not be you causing it."
He places the meat on a plate and gives it to the boy along with a fork and knife.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I can try and get her down here but she doesn't recognize me somedays" He said and downed it like a rabid beast before reminding himself to slow down and eat slower.
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
*hoi*
psychopath ^-^
"Sounds like dementia. Possibly early-onset. You don't have to bring her here. I can move my stuff and follow you if you'd like that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*ello*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Hello people*
Raphael is making a fortune teller
Meroving is chilling
Lazarus is whittiling
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*hi*
Thirteen is playing with his undead cat using a magical red dot.
Nainai is asleep in her corner of the tavern, seemingly having another nightmare.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He nods "I can try. The house we live in moves around a lot. We aren't from here you see.." he said "Do you know Elestien? The small demiplane that roams the areas in Deep Space?"
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
*open chars?*
psychopath ^-^
Tidus walks over, swishing his tail "Hi!"
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
Thirteen is playing with his undead cat using a magical red dot.
Nainai is asleep in her corner of the tavern, seemingly having another nightmare.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"No, not really. I'm from the Somewhere. It's a little bit sideways from here. I don't spend a lot of time outside of the material plane, either."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels