She laughs "Watch your tongue dear, I've been alive far longer than the sun and death." She tilts her head as mouths begin to open on her chest, pearly white teeth gnashing.
”Odd. I thought you might be a bit more impressive than an eldritch tooth fairy.” Thirteen finally turns about, looking unimpressed. “A long life is the same as a long road: the joy of journeying for all that time might seem lovely, but soon you’re just tired, pained, and want it to end. And don’t call me ‘dear’, it causes my throat to fill with bile.”
"All men like you are like that. Thinking they know better, thinking that they are above even a creature that could rip them to shreds."
*sorry for lateness of response, was driving home*
“That is a fair statement. I apologize for any insult I inflicted upon you. I can be egotistical, and I thank you for calling me out on it. I am certainly not above you. But I am also not afraid of you.”
She chuckles and stands back up at full height "But of course." She says, her voice sickly sweet
“In any case, the Bijoux is a relic of ancient mercane design. Though it originally was merely used to guide spelljamming ships by indicating the presence of a habitable star, it can also be used to travel through the multiverse by transmuting living things into pure energy and translating them along a set line.”
She tilts her head, smiling again. "Seems like a waste of time."
“There are certainly more efficient ways, but this one helps me detect some of the evil creatures that I came here to hunt down. They are masked horrors called the Others, created by Tharizdun itself.”
She laughs and hands him a cup of tea "Here, to help you on your way."
“While I do love a good cup of tea, I get the feeling you are attempting to poison or incapacitate me with it. Not that I would resent you for that; it’s a brilliant plan and I respect you for it.”
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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.
He feels something stabbing at the back of his throat, like shards of glass. His tea has turn to pure liquid iron as soon as he sipped it. She tilts her head "I enjoy craftsmanship but if you want to bring me a gift, I have a few recommendations." She grins bigger and bigger until it takes up a good part of her face to the point the corners of it are defying logic.
"Poor thing, I forgot that others are not as adept as I am." She stands up and she pats his cheek "It was supposed to knock you out at best. But it seems it turned worse."
The iron rusts into nothing at his mere touch. (He's part Rust Hag, as that is the creature that created and raised him. He's an ex-Hexblood) "You... tried to poison me." He gently places the cup on the ground, slowly standing up. He's shaking.
He feels something stabbing at the back of his throat, like shards of glass. His tea has turn to pure liquid iron as soon as he sipped it. She tilts her head "I enjoy craftsmanship but if you want to bring me a gift, I have a few recommendations." She grins bigger and bigger until it takes up a good part of her face to the point the corners of it are defying logic.
"Poor thing, I forgot that others are not as adept as I am." She stands up and she pats his cheek "It was supposed to knock you out at best. But it seems it turned worse."
The iron rusts into nothing at his mere touch. (He's part Rust Hag, as that is the creature that created and raised him. He's an ex-Hexblood) "You... tried to poison me." He gently places the cup on the ground, slowly standing up. He's shaking.
She grins "Call it a force of habit dear. I am sorry but at the same time, I don't feel the need to be." She chuckled "Flight or Fight response is such a funny thing, they should add poison to it."
She laughs "Watch your tongue dear, I've been alive far longer than the sun and death." She tilts her head as mouths begin to open on her chest, pearly white teeth gnashing.
”Odd. I thought you might be a bit more impressive than an eldritch tooth fairy.” Thirteen finally turns about, looking unimpressed. “A long life is the same as a long road: the joy of journeying for all that time might seem lovely, but soon you’re just tired, pained, and want it to end. And don’t call me ‘dear’, it causes my throat to fill with bile.”
"All men like you are like that. Thinking they know better, thinking that they are above even a creature that could rip them to shreds."
*sorry for lateness of response, was driving home*
“That is a fair statement. I apologize for any insult I inflicted upon you. I can be egotistical, and I thank you for calling me out on it. I am certainly not above you. But I am also not afraid of you.”
She chuckles and stands back up at full height "But of course." She says, her voice sickly sweet
“In any case, the Bijoux is a relic of ancient mercane design. Though it originally was merely used to guide spelljamming ships by indicating the presence of a habitable star, it can also be used to travel through the multiverse by transmuting living things into pure energy and translating them along a set line.”
She tilts her head, smiling again. "Seems like a waste of time."
“There are certainly more efficient ways, but this one helps me detect some of the evil creatures that I came here to hunt down. They are masked horrors called the Others, created by Tharizdun itself.”
She laughs and hands him a cup of tea "Here, to help you on your way."
“While I do love a good cup of tea, I get the feeling you are attempting to poison or incapacitate me with it. Not that I would resent you for that; it’s a brilliant plan and I respect you for it.”
"No no, I don't want you to go to waste!" She chuckles.
“While I do love a good cup of tea, I get the feeling you are attempting to poison or incapacitate me with it. Not that I would resent you for that; it’s a brilliant plan and I respect you for it.”
"No no, I don't want you to go to waste!" She chuckles.
“Waste, eh? And what could you have planned for me, madame?” Thirteen suddenly remembers a scene from an anime he watched many years ago in a world called Earth, a scene with a young man named Giorno…
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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.
The iron rusts into nothing at his mere touch. (He's part Rust Hag, as that is the creature that created and raised him. He's an ex-Hexblood) "You... tried to poison me." He gently places the cup on the ground, slowly standing up. He's shaking.
She grins "Call it a force of habit dear. I am sorry but at the same time, I don't feel the need to be." She chuckled "Flight or Fight response is such a funny thing, they should add poison to it."
"You invited me over. You became my host. What did I do to break the Rule of Hospitality? Was it the gift?"
“While I do love a good cup of tea, I get the feeling you are attempting to poison or incapacitate me with it. Not that I would resent you for that; it’s a brilliant plan and I respect you for it.”
"No no, I don't want you to go to waste!" She chuckles.
“Waste, eh? And what could you have planned for me, madame?” Thirteen suddenly remembers a scene from an anime he watched many years ago in a world called Earth, a scene with a young man named Giorno…
"A good bit of fun dear. You see, I despise you but I know I cannot coexist without the likes of your gender floating about. You take advantage of women and girls just to date yourself, it's deplorable. But! I know when I am not allowed to kill, I am civilized" she grins.
The iron rusts into nothing at his mere touch. (He's part Rust Hag, as that is the creature that created and raised him. He's an ex-Hexblood) "You... tried to poison me." He gently places the cup on the ground, slowly standing up. He's shaking.
She grins "Call it a force of habit dear. I am sorry but at the same time, I don't feel the need to be." She chuckled "Flight or Fight response is such a funny thing, they should add poison to it."
"You invited me over. You became my host. What did I do to break the Rule of Hospitality? Was it the gift?"
"I could do worst, think about it." She grins "This is tame, besides, it keeps you on your toes and reminds you to always check your cup for hexes"
“While I do love a good cup of tea, I get the feeling you are attempting to poison or incapacitate me with it. Not that I would resent you for that; it’s a brilliant plan and I respect you for it.”
"No no, I don't want you to go to waste!" She chuckles.
“Waste, eh? And what could you have planned for me, madame?” Thirteen suddenly remembers a scene from an anime he watched many years ago in a world called Earth, a scene with a young man named Giorno…
"A good bit of fun dear. You see, I despise you but I know I cannot coexist without the likes of your gender floating about. You take advantage of women and girls just to date yourself, it's deplorable. But! I know when I am not allowed to kill, I am civilized" she grins.
“Well madame… I am actually asexual. And aromantic. I should have made that clear beforehand, probably…”
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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.
“While I do love a good cup of tea, I get the feeling you are attempting to poison or incapacitate me with it. Not that I would resent you for that; it’s a brilliant plan and I respect you for it.”
"No no, I don't want you to go to waste!" She chuckles.
“Waste, eh? And what could you have planned for me, madame?” Thirteen suddenly remembers a scene from an anime he watched many years ago in a world called Earth, a scene with a young man named Giorno…
"A good bit of fun dear. You see, I despise you but I know I cannot coexist without the likes of your gender floating about. You take advantage of women and girls just to date yourself, it's deplorable. But! I know when I am not allowed to kill, I am civilized" she grins.
“Well madame… I am actually asexual. And aromantic. I should have made that clear beforehand, probably…”
"I do not care dear, still a plague to be destroyed."
The iron rusts into nothing at his mere touch. (He's part Rust Hag, as that is the creature that created and raised him. He's an ex-Hexblood) "You... tried to poison me." He gently places the cup on the ground, slowly standing up. He's shaking.
She grins "Call it a force of habit dear. I am sorry but at the same time, I don't feel the need to be." She chuckled "Flight or Fight response is such a funny thing, they should add poison to it."
"You invited me over. You became my host. What did I do to break the Rule of Hospitality? Was it the gift?"
"I could do worst, think about it." She grins "This is tame, besides, it keeps you on your toes and reminds you to always check your cup for hexes"
"...You're picking on me. You're bullying me because you know I won't or can't do anything about it." He seems disappointed.
The iron rusts into nothing at his mere touch. (He's part Rust Hag, as that is the creature that created and raised him. He's an ex-Hexblood) "You... tried to poison me." He gently places the cup on the ground, slowly standing up. He's shaking.
She grins "Call it a force of habit dear. I am sorry but at the same time, I don't feel the need to be." She chuckled "Flight or Fight response is such a funny thing, they should add poison to it."
"You invited me over. You became my host. What did I do to break the Rule of Hospitality? Was it the gift?"
"I could do worst, think about it." She grins "This is tame, besides, it keeps you on your toes and reminds you to always check your cup for hexes"
"...You're picking on me. You're bullying me because you know I won't or can't do anything about it." He seems disappointed.
"No no" she chuckled and tilted her head "I simply hate you... No, I don't hate you specifically, I hate you for who you are. A male. It rubs me the wrong way, the fact you may or may not lay your hands on a woman one day makes me bristle."
"...You're picking on me. You're bullying me because you know I won't or can't do anything about it." He seems disappointed.
"No no" she chuckled and tilted her head "I simply hate you... No, I don't hate you specifically, I hate you for who you are. A male. It rubs me the wrong way, the fact you may or may not lay your hands on a woman one day makes me bristle."
"...Oh. I'm sorry. I should have done more research. I was under the impression I was talking to an intelligent being. I was hoping... nevermind, you wouldn't understand the concept." He sadly walks off into a brightly lit field.
A hole opens up in the sky and a young woman Falls out, cussing repeatedly before a sudden updraft slows her fall and lets her land safely on the ground.
She is ghostly pale and has long white hair styled to look like drips that cover the left half of her face her clothes match a color of a marshmallow. A black berete, a poofy pastel yellow top, golden orange pants with a black belt and leather knee pads, and black knee high boots with dark orange laces.
“While I do love a good cup of tea, I get the feeling you are attempting to poison or incapacitate me with it. Not that I would resent you for that; it’s a brilliant plan and I respect you for it.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The iron rusts into nothing at his mere touch. (He's part Rust Hag, as that is the creature that created and raised him. He's an ex-Hexblood) "You... tried to poison me." He gently places the cup on the ground, slowly standing up. He's shaking.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*[TACKLES THE TAVERNS]* *I EXIST!!!!*
She grins "Call it a force of habit dear. I am sorry but at the same time, I don't feel the need to be." She chuckled "Flight or Fight response is such a funny thing, they should add poison to 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
"No no, I don't want you to go to waste!" She chuckles.
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
*[TACKLES U]*
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
“Waste, eh? And what could you have planned for me, madame?” Thirteen suddenly remembers a scene from an anime he watched many years ago in a world called Earth, a scene with a young man named Giorno…
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*HIII*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"You invited me over. You became my host. What did I do to break the Rule of Hospitality? Was it the gift?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"A good bit of fun dear. You see, I despise you but I know I cannot coexist without the likes of your gender floating about. You take advantage of women and girls just to date yourself, it's deplorable. But! I know when I am not allowed to kill, I am civilized" she grins.
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 could do worst, think about it." She grins "This is tame, besides, it keeps you on your toes and reminds you to always check your cup for hexes"
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
“Well madame… I am actually asexual. And aromantic. I should have made that clear beforehand, probably…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The Prince in Yellow is spellweaving while staring at the sky.
"I do not care dear, still a plague to be destroyed."
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
"...You're picking on me. You're bullying me because you know I won't or can't do anything about it." He seems disappointed.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"No no" she chuckled and tilted her head "I simply hate you... No, I don't hate you specifically, I hate you for who you are. A male. It rubs me the wrong way, the fact you may or may not lay your hands on a woman one day makes me bristle."
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
"...Oh. I'm sorry. I should have done more research. I was under the impression I was talking to an intelligent being. I was hoping... nevermind, you wouldn't understand the concept." He sadly walks off into a brightly lit field.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
A hole opens up in the sky and a young woman Falls out, cussing repeatedly before a sudden updraft slows her fall and lets her land safely on the ground.
She is ghostly pale and has long white hair styled to look like drips that cover the left half of her face her clothes match a color of a marshmallow. A black berete, a poofy pastel yellow top, golden orange pants with a black belt and leather knee pads, and black knee high boots with dark orange laces.
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
*gtg in a few minutes*
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
*Yeah, me too*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels