He looks up. "I'm afraid that this place is... not to my liking. My lower critics recommended it to me, but it seems they had different palates. I simply do not enjoy the food placed before me. I believe that I am the issue here, given the glowing reviews this chain has received in the past. I pride myself on being capable of enjoying anything, but sadly..." he sighs. "I cannot give this place a single Star."
"Hmmm... Can we name them Snowbell? Like the flower? It's meant to represent happiness!'
"Then you can leave, since you disprove of it so much." Madre Delle Tenedre snipped, her voice sharp.
"Of course! They're your kitten!"
He looks back to the food. "I'm sure I'll find something I like. I still have the carnivore menu to work through."
*My friends and companion's, I have many wares. May I sate your curiosity by selling you some Interdimensional goods?*
*Hmmmmm.... YEMS*
*Perfectly perfect dear! What would your soul desire?"
*To work To earn the right to work To earn the right to work To earn the right to work To earn the right to work To earn the right to give Myself the right to buy Myself the right to live To earn the right to die*
He looks up. "I'm afraid that this place is... not to my liking. My lower critics recommended it to me, but it seems they had different palates. I simply do not enjoy the food placed before me. I believe that I am the issue here, given the glowing reviews this chain has received in the past. I pride myself on being capable of enjoying anything, but sadly..." he sighs. "I cannot give this place a single Star."
"Hmmm... Can we name them Snowbell? Like the flower? It's meant to represent happiness!'
"Then you can leave, since you disprove of it so much." Madre Delle Tenedre snipped, her voice sharp.
"Of course! They're your kitten!"
He looks back to the food. "I'm sure I'll find something I like. I still have the carnivore menu to work through."
He looks up. "I'm afraid that this place is... not to my liking. My lower critics recommended it to me, but it seems they had different palates. I simply do not enjoy the food placed before me. I believe that I am the issue here, given the glowing reviews this chain has received in the past. I pride myself on being capable of enjoying anything, but sadly..." he sighs. "I cannot give this place a single Star."
"Hmmm... Can we name them Snowbell? Like the flower? It's meant to represent happiness!'
"Then you can leave, since you disprove of it so much." Madre Delle Tenedre snipped, her voice sharp.
"Of course! They're your kitten!"
He looks back to the food. "I'm sure I'll find something I like. I still have the carnivore menu to work through."
She grins and jumps up and down. She hugs him again "Thank you Uncle.."
"No no, I suggest you leave. You already insulted me and the fact you decide you can stay after doing so is adding logs on a blaze "
"Hmmm... Can we name them Snowbell? Like the flower? It's meant to represent happiness!'
"Then you can leave, since you disprove of it so much." Madre Delle Tenedre snipped, her voice sharp.
"Of course! They're your kitten!"
He looks back to the food. "I'm sure I'll find something I like. I still have the carnivore menu to work through."
She grins and jumps up and down. She hugs him again "Thank you Uncle.."
"No no, I suggest you leave. You already insulted me and the fact you decide you can stay after doing so is adding logs on a blaze "
"And how have I insulted you? I gave my honest, unfettered opinion, which was requested. Your food is fine. Nothing more, nothing less. It is my duty as High Critic to try everything before I make a final decision."
"Didn't... know people talked about me..." he says, messing with the meat with a fork as he thinks, "When I was little, my dad was a gravedigger." He starts
"No day is to late to begin believing" He says warmly
Sytosc stops eating. "An early connection to death. Do you use necromancy to remember your father, mock his spirit, or perhaps because you saw the strength in the darker arts and simply had the stomach to take the power?" He wipes his mouth. "I'm sorry, go on."
"Ah, it's a bit late for that. Gods don't really care for Archfey last time I checked. Actually, it might be the other way around. And why should I cater to convention, if that's true? Do you hold sermons?"
"Well, I guess in a sense I wanted to see my mother again. She'd died when I was little, but I never got good enough to actually revive a person as they were." He sighs
*Ok so, here was my idea. As you know, I love the stories and history of the creature known as the Wendigo. It's always been a part of me because creatures from Native American tales we're engrained in me thanks to my parents. I don't know what draws me to the Wendigo, I think it's the idea that a human can turn into a cannibalistic creature because of simply hate or hunger in its soul.*
*My character is a more modern adaption of a Wendigo. A man who got stuck in the woods as a kid, who starved almost to death before eating his brother, and survived but he turned into something worse. He is slightly delusional because he believes the people he kills are finally free from being hurt in the material realm, he consumes them however to be closer to them in ways he can't express emotionally and physically. He owns a restaurant/butchers shop of sorts and listens in on people's conversations, from those conversations he tracks down their loved ones and kills them, feeding them to the people who talk about them.*
*a Dungeness crab that can understand ecological niches and, when it feels threatened evolutionarily by another species, forcibly transforms it to have a crab body plan. Basically, carcinization incarnate.*
*also i am so sorry for how long it took me to respond*
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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.
*a Dungeness crab that can understand ecological niches and, when it feels threatened evolutionarily by another species, forcibly transforms it to have a crab body plan. Basically, carcinization incarnate.*
*also i am so sorry for how long it took me to respond*
*[W H E E Z E]*
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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."
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"Of course! They're your kitten!"
He looks back to the food. "I'm sure I'll find something I like. I still have the carnivore menu to work through."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I HAD AN IDEA*
*So Great Ones cannot be killed with conventional weaponry due to their extra physical dimension, right?*
*But what about psychic damage? You need their own weapons in order to fight them.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Yes sir!*
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
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She grins and jumps up and down. She hugs him again "Thank you Uncle.."
"No no, I suggest you leave. You already insulted me and the fact you decide you can stay after doing so is adding logs on a blaze "
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
"And how have I insulted you? I gave my honest, unfettered opinion, which was requested. Your food is fine. Nothing more, nothing less. It is my duty as High Critic to try everything before I make a final decision."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Well, I guess in a sense I wanted to see my mother again. She'd died when I was little, but I never got good enough to actually revive a person as they were." He sighs
"Yep, every morning." They nod,
*Good morning you lot. I watched Charlie Countryman for the fifth time last night and now I have two new characters to intro :D*
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
*Hi wendi! RP?*
I've honestly given up here, theres too many people with multiple chars and I lose track too easily*
*Also, what on earth is your new pfp?*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*Mornin' y'all*
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."
*Mornin'*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*XD it's fine. And it's Rowlf from the Muppet Show*
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
*Ok so, here was my idea. As you know, I love the stories and history of the creature known as the Wendigo. It's always been a part of me because creatures from Native American tales we're engrained in me thanks to my parents. I don't know what draws me to the Wendigo, I think it's the idea that a human can turn into a cannibalistic creature because of simply hate or hunger in its soul.*
*My character is a more modern adaption of a Wendigo. A man who got stuck in the woods as a kid, who starved almost to death before eating his brother, and survived but he turned into something worse. He is slightly delusional because he believes the people he kills are finally free from being hurt in the material realm, he consumes them however to be closer to them in ways he can't express emotionally and physically. He owns a restaurant/butchers shop of sorts and listens in on people's conversations, from those conversations he tracks down their loved ones and kills them, feeding them to the people who talk about them.*
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
*cool.*
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."
*Thank you >////<*
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
*what’s up everybody*
*i came up with a funny idea*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Do tell?*
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."
*T E L L*
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
*a Dungeness crab that can understand ecological niches and, when it feels threatened evolutionarily by another species, forcibly transforms it to have a crab body plan. Basically, carcinization incarnate.*
*also i am so sorry for how long it took me to respond*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*[W H E E Z E]*
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."