Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
Jack is reading in the library, taking notes in his spell book.
Gravedigger goes over to the two of them "I think is a bit of an overreaction"
Jefferson snarls behind his mask, gripping his cleaver in one gloved hand "If you knew what I stood for, then you wouldn't think it would be." He growled.
"And what is it that you stand for?"
"Secrets and shadows, not bloody taking [GP] that isn't your's!" He roars
"We all have to get by somehow"
"NOT BY BEING A BLOODY THIEF." He snarls. He buried the cleaver in the man's head. The flesh renders and bones snap with the force of the cut and it is now in half.
"How valuable were the recipes?"
"THEY ARE MINE. I MADE THEM BY MY OWN HAND. THEY WERE HOW I RAISED MYSELF FROM THE DUST." He bites out.
"Do you own a restaurant?"
"Yes."
"Where is it at? I want to see if that was really worth killing a man over"
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
The sound of stone and iron clattering and the sound of hooves on the road can be heard.
Thirteen walks into the cafe, Caramel in his hood. He takes a seat.
This gives the man ample time to escape as Jefferson turns to the source of the noise.
Madre Delle Tenedre looks over and beams "Hello there little necromancer."
Threksos stands behind Jefferson, axe out, looking forbidding and furious.
Thirteen flinches at the sound of her voice, but Caramel looks curiously to her. “Hello Madame.”
"Bugger off." He snarls.
"How are you dearie?"
“I don’t know what that word means. But you were not kind to that person. The act people comes with certain responsibilities. You neglected these.”
“Not… great… An Egyptian deity thrice brought my best friend to death’s door…” Caramel hops from Thirteen’s hood and rubs against Madre Delle Tenebre’s leg.
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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.
*armorer artificier of the reborn race. she woke up with three arrows in her chest, and the badge of the lieutenant craftswoman of the army of a kingdom fighting against an invading horde. she relentlessly hunts the descendants of those who slayed her and her company, but her dreams occasionally impart slivers of the truth: she was fighting for the horde and stole the badge, and she was the end of many innocent lives.*
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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.
*armorer artificier of the reborn race. she woke up with three arrows in her chest, and the badge of the lieutenant craftswoman of the army of a kingdom fighting against an invading horde. she relentlessly hunts the descendants of those who slayed her and her company, but her dreams occasionally impart slivers of the truth: she was fighting for the horde and stole the badge, and she was the end of many innocent lives.*
*Boom*
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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.
*armorer artificier of the reborn race. she woke up with three arrows in her chest, and the badge of the lieutenant craftswoman of the army of a kingdom fighting against an invading horde. she relentlessly hunts the descendants of those who slayed her and her company, but her dreams occasionally impart slivers of the truth: she was fighting for the horde and stole the badge, and she was the end of many innocent lives.*
*I already play an ungodly amount of reborn, three on the forums I believe and one in real life…*
*i might make it have to do slightly with the Crown of Herionidus, aka the god of murder*
*armorer artificier of the reborn race. she woke up with three arrows in her chest, and the badge of the lieutenant craftswoman of the army of a kingdom fighting against an invading horde. she relentlessly hunts the descendants of those who slayed her and her company, but her dreams occasionally impart slivers of the truth: she was fighting for the horde and stole the badge, and she was the end of many innocent lives.*
*I already play an ungodly amount of reborn, three on the forums I believe and one in real life…*
*i might make it have to do slightly with the Crown of Herionidus, aka the god of murder*
*oh cool, the Smörgåsbordverse overlapping on this one*
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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.
*armorer artificier of the reborn race. she woke up with three arrows in her chest, and the badge of the lieutenant craftswoman of the army of a kingdom fighting against an invading horde. she relentlessly hunts the descendants of those who slayed her and her company, but her dreams occasionally impart slivers of the truth: she was fighting for the horde and stole the badge, and she was the end of many innocent lives.*
*I already play an ungodly amount of reborn, three on the forums I believe and one in real life…*
*i might make it have to do slightly with the Crown of Herionidus, aka the god of murder*
*oh cool, the Smörgåsbordverse overlapping on this one*
*yeah*
*I considered doing it before with the Universe Canvas, the original Smorgasbord and my thread (under Dutch’s account, weird story) with my god Ivis, the prince of rainbows*
*also the crown would technically be two characters, the person wearing it and the crown itself. So Yay, fun!*
*armorer artificier of the reborn race. she woke up with three arrows in her chest, and the badge of the lieutenant craftswoman of the army of a kingdom fighting against an invading horde. she relentlessly hunts the descendants of those who slayed her and her company, but her dreams occasionally impart slivers of the truth: she was fighting for the horde and stole the badge, and she was the end of many innocent lives.*
*I already play an ungodly amount of reborn, three on the forums I believe and one in real life…*
*i might make it have to do slightly with the Crown of Herionidus, aka the god of murder*
*oh cool, the Smörgåsbordverse overlapping on this one*
*yeah*
*I considered doing it before with the Universe Canvas, the original Smorgasbord and my thread (under Dutch’s account, weird story) with my god Ivis, the prince of rainbows*
*also the crown would technically be two characters, the person wearing it and the crown itself. So Yay, fun!*
*that will be fun.*
*say, got any ideas for potential powers that a magic red plastic cup might possess if it was named Mr. Blue Sky?*
*armorer artificier of the reborn race. she woke up with three arrows in her chest, and the badge of the lieutenant craftswoman of the army of a kingdom fighting against an invading horde. she relentlessly hunts the descendants of those who slayed her and her company, but her dreams occasionally impart slivers of the truth: she was fighting for the horde and stole the badge, and she was the end of many innocent lives.*
*I already play an ungodly amount of reborn, three on the forums I believe and one in real life…*
*i might make it have to do slightly with the Crown of Herionidus, aka the god of murder*
*oh cool, the Smörgåsbordverse overlapping on this one*
*yeah*
*I considered doing it before with the Universe Canvas, the original Smorgasbord and my thread (under Dutch’s account, weird story) with my god Ivis, the prince of rainbows*
*also the crown would technically be two characters, the person wearing it and the crown itself. So Yay, fun!*
*that will be fun.*
^say, got any ideas for potential powers that a magic red plastic cup might possess if it was named Mr. Blue Sky?*
*it contains all of the clouds on earth and it can be poured out to cause giant fog clouds*
"Where is it at? I want to see if that was really worth killing a man over"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
“I don’t know what that word means. But you were not kind to that person. The act people comes with certain responsibilities. You neglected these.”
“Not… great… An Egyptian deity thrice brought my best friend to death’s door…” Caramel hops from Thirteen’s hood and rubs against Madre Delle Tenebre’s leg.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*so i have to go in like ten minutes, do any of you think you’ll still be on in like two hours or so?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*hi*
*I need a new character*
(you and me both)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*armorer artificier of the reborn race. she woke up with three arrows in her chest, and the badge of the lieutenant craftswoman of the army of a kingdom fighting against an invading horde. she relentlessly hunts the descendants of those who slayed her and her company, but her dreams occasionally impart slivers of the truth: she was fighting for the horde and stole the badge, and she was the end of many innocent lives.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Boom*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I already play an ungodly amount of reborn, three on the forums I believe and one in real life…*
*i might make it have to do slightly with the Crown of Herionidus, aka the god of murder*
*oh cool, the Smörgåsbordverse overlapping on this one*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*yeah*
*I considered doing it before with the Universe Canvas, the original Smorgasbord and my thread (under Dutch’s account, weird story) with my god Ivis, the prince of rainbows*
*also the crown would technically be two characters, the person wearing it and the crown itself. So Yay, fun!*
*that will be fun.*
*say, got any ideas for potential powers that a magic red plastic cup might possess if it was named Mr. Blue Sky?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Good morning all*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*(crawls out of the void)*
*Hewo :3*
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
*it contains all of the clouds on earth and it can be poured out to cause giant fog clouds*
*baalze won't be on for a while but don't worry he's fine*
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
*I am having such bad stomach cramps right now. Someone take out a .22 and end my suffering.*
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 could just go and get sick*
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
*JUSTLETMEDIIIIIE 😭😭*
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
*then i cant help you*
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
*[BUZZES]*
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