The Prince in Yellow is gliding around town, it’s “tentacles,” retracted into its cloak and its mask upon its face, people are only mildly alarmed when they see them.
*Is that just the son of the Eldritch King in Yellow?*
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
The Prince in Yellow is gliding around town, it’s “tentacles,” retracted into its cloak and its mask upon its face, people are only mildly alarmed when they see them.
*Is that just the son of the Eldritch King in Yellow?*
*yes. They aren’t a full great old one and have their own goals though, but yeah*
Damian pushes open the door of the Inn in the most dramatic fashion possible and exclaims "The man with hair like liquid gold and a body like the greatest of statues has arrived."
The stranger in the trench coat makes an odd heaving motion, almost like laughter. Blood and saltwater drip from the brim of the coat.
"You going to laugh of throw up? Because my jokes have gotten me both." Damian says with a smile
They shake their head, seem to think for a moment, and then you hear a voice. It’s not in your head, but no one else seems to hear it.
We were laughing at you, not with you.
Damian gesture to sit at a corner table so no one thinks he's talking to himself and sits "But you see that was my plan all along so by laughing at me you are laughing with me my friend, would you like some lemonade?"
The stranger stands rather inexpertly. They walk to the table, and sit calmly. There seems to be an odd purple glow beneath their red fedora.
We can‘t assimilate that. Such a liquid would harm us.
"Oh interesting." A notebook appears to write that down before disappearing "So what brings you here, not to this table but to this Inn."
The flow of the universe. Also the temperature is optimal and will remain so for roughly three more months.
"Let me give you some advice my friend, If you're going to be dramatic you can't be honest at the same time. But anyway why are your clothes stained with blood, if I may ask?" Damian sayss as he pours a glass of lemonade for himself
Krill. All the krill. Every single krill. Krill here. Krill there. Krill left right and center.
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The Prince in Yellow is gliding around town, it’s “tentacles,” retracted into its cloak and its mask upon its face, people are only mildly alarmed when they see them.
The Prince in Yellow is gliding around town, its “tentacles,” retracted into its cloak and its mask upon its face, people are only mildly alarmed when they see them.
Thirteen notices it, and suddenly gets a sensation as though he’s been clubbed over the head. He quickly begins following the Prince.
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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 Prince in Yellow is gliding around town, its “tentacles,” retracted into its cloak and its mask upon its face, people are only mildly alarmed when they see them.
Thirteen notices it, and suddenly gets a sensation as though he’s been clubbed over the head. He quickly begins following the Prince.
The Prince, after a while, turns its head to face Thirteen. It stares at them for a while.
"You mean the tiny sea animal or are you trying to say kill? Also fabulous fedora by the way."
The microorganism, yes. Thank you. We are krill. We are Larry. This body is on loan. But Larry is free. Water. Ki. Mysteries of the universe.
"Oh I get it know or at least I think I do, So you are a hive mind of Krill that has somehow made their way to an Inn that's on land. Am I correct?"
In essence. A purer Larry exists. A mind free of illusions. Through this Larry, we speak to you.
"But how do you eat, isn't the food for Krill still in the seas of the world?" Damian says truly interested in the conversation
We have adapted. We can eat most foods. As long as they don’t dilute internal fluids. For such a system, a brain was not necessary. We made renovations.
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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 Prince in Yellow is gliding around town, its “tentacles,” retracted into its cloak and its mask upon its face, people are only mildly alarmed when they see them.
Thirteen notices it, and suddenly gets a sensation as though he’s been clubbed over the head. He quickly begins following the Prince.
The Prince, after a while, turns its head to face Thirteen. It stares at them for a while.
Thirteen also stops. He stares back.
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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 Prince in Yellow is gliding around town, its “tentacles,” retracted into its cloak and its mask upon its face, people are only mildly alarmed when they see them.
Thirteen notices it, and suddenly gets a sensation as though he’s been clubbed over the head. He quickly begins following the Prince.
The Prince, after a while, turns its head to face Thirteen. It stares at them for a while.
Thirteen also stops. He stares back.
“Strange is the night where black stars rise. Have you been cursed by the black stars?”
"You mean the tiny sea animal or are you trying to say kill? Also fabulous fedora by the way."
The microorganism, yes. Thank you. We are krill. We are Larry. This body is on loan. But Larry is free. Water. Ki. Mysteries of the universe.
"Oh I get it know or at least I think I do, So you are a hive mind of Krill that has somehow made their way to an Inn that's on land. Am I correct?"
In essence. A purer Larry exists. A mind free of illusions. Through this Larry, we speak to you.
"But how do you eat, isn't the food for Krill still in the seas of the world?" Damian says truly interested in the conversation
We have adapted. We can eat most foods. As long as they don’t dilute internal fluids. For such a system, a brain was not necessary. We made renovations.
"Not that is something you wouldn't expect from one of smallest animals in the world, Truly impressive. So can you eat meat because I think I have a steak here somewhere." Damian begins to search his backpack
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
The Prince in Yellow is gliding around town, its “tentacles,” retracted into its cloak and its mask upon its face, people are only mildly alarmed when they see them.
Thirteen notices it, and suddenly gets a sensation as though he’s been clubbed over the head. He quickly begins following the Prince.
The Prince, after a while, turns its head to face Thirteen. It stares at them for a while.
Thirteen also stops. He stares back.
“Strange is the night where black stars rise. Have you been cursed by the black stars?”
“You sir, should unmask.”
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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.
Theren scoffs. "This is nothin." he says, wiping the blood away as more replaces it.
They scoff and walk forward, pulling out a jet black cloth. They grip Theren's chin and wipe the blood away gently. "Its disgusting is what it is."
More blood replaces the blood he wipes away. "Well when you get wounded you bleed."
They smirk, baring sharp teeth "I don't" he chuckles and sighs. "None of my business, and I don't really care, but what happened?"
"Got into a fight. Man Lores gonna be pissed." he sighs.
He raised a brow "Lore Addison Azain?... Good god, your wife is scary."
"You know her? And sometimes she can be." he says with a smile.
He chuckles "She's a weird one. Possessive and such." he says and tilts his head, eyebrow raised "I suppose I am more confused why she decided to finally get tied down."
He crosses his arms and then winces, uncrossing them. "I dunno. Guess its cause she wanted to. Who are you anyways?"
"The name is Lockett." he says proudly, doing that wrist thing gay people do.
"Pleasure to meet you." he says with a smile. He then grimaces in pain, coughing up some blood.
He grimaces and gently lifts his head "What happened?"
"Told ya, got into a fight." he grumbles.
*Sorry was talking to my SO*
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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.
The Prince in Yellow is gliding around town, its “tentacles,” retracted into its cloak and its mask upon its face, people are only mildly alarmed when they see them.
Thirteen notices it, and suddenly gets a sensation as though he’s been clubbed over the head. He quickly begins following the Prince.
The Prince, after a while, turns its head to face Thirteen. It stares at them for a while.
Thirteen also stops. He stares back.
“Strange is the night where black stars rise. Have you been cursed by the black stars?”
"You mean the tiny sea animal or are you trying to say kill? Also fabulous fedora by the way."
The microorganism, yes. Thank you. We are krill. We are Larry. This body is on loan. But Larry is free. Water. Ki. Mysteries of the universe.
"Oh I get it know or at least I think I do, So you are a hive mind of Krill that has somehow made their way to an Inn that's on land. Am I correct?"
In essence. A purer Larry exists. A mind free of illusions. Through this Larry, we speak to you.
"But how do you eat, isn't the food for Krill still in the seas of the world?" Damian says truly interested in the conversation
We have adapted. We can eat most foods. As long as they don’t dilute internal fluids. For such a system, a brain was not necessary. We made renovations.
"Not that is something you wouldn't expect from one of smallest animals in the world, Truly impressive. So can you eat meat because I think I have a steak here somewhere." Damian begins to search his backpack
We need no fuel at the moment. Speech will depart us soon. Remember… Larry can solve any crime.
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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.
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*Is that just the son of the Eldritch King in Yellow?*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"Do dü think dü can get somewhere safe?"
"I'm not asking you to be. I need something living though."
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."
*yes. They aren’t a full great old one and have their own goals though, but yeah*
Krill. All the krill. Every single krill. Krill here. Krill there. Krill left right and center.
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 mean the tiny sea animal or are you trying to say kill? Also fabulous fedora by the way."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
The microorganism, yes. Thank you. We are krill. We are Larry. This body is on loan. But Larry is free. Water. Ki. Mysteries of the universe.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Oh I get it know or at least I think I do, So you are a hive mind of Krill that has somehow made their way to a Inn that's on land. Am I correct?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
In essence. A purer Larry exists. A mind free of illusions. Through this Larry, we speak to you.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"But how do you eat, isn't the food for Krill still in the seas of the world?" Damian says truly interested in the conversation
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Thirteen notices it, and suddenly gets a sensation as though he’s been clubbed over the head. He quickly begins following the Prince.
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, after a while, turns its head to face Thirteen. It stares at them for a while.
We have adapted. We can eat most foods. As long as they don’t dilute internal fluids. For such a system, a brain was not necessary. We made renovations.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Thirteen also stops. He stares back.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Strange is the night where black stars rise. Have you been cursed by the black stars?”
"Not that is something you wouldn't expect from one of smallest animals in the world, Truly impressive. So can you eat meat because I think I have a steak here somewhere." Damian begins to search his backpack
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“You sir, should unmask.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Told ya, got into a fight." he grumbles.
*Sorry was talking to my SO*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Indeed?”
We need no fuel at the moment. Speech will depart us soon. Remember… Larry can solve any crime.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.