*And now ladies and gentlemen from Super Earth itself. THE HELLDIVER*
A huge ship appears in orbit with the name, The Harbinger of Family Values. There is a loud boom as a drop pod falls with speed towards the ground.
The cadaver collector sighs. “I must say, this feels excessive.”
There is a loud boom as it slams into the earth, depositing a figure with a rifle. They look around before walking towards the tavern.
“SIR!” The collector runs to the figure. “Who are you and from what place do you hail from?”
"I'm a Helldiver. And I'm from Super Earth."
“And what militant position is represented by that title?”
"A high one."
“What duties are connected to being a Helldiver?” The collector takes out a quill and parchment.
"To protect and serve Super Earth."
“What is Super Earth?”
"A better more powerful Earth."
“How is it better?”
"We keep people safe way better."
“Well you don’t seem to be a very detailed font of information. Perhaps we shall speak again.” The collector turns to go, the bodies and banners on its back swinging slightly.
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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.
*And now ladies and gentlemen from Super Earth itself. THE HELLDIVER*
A huge ship appears in orbit with the name, The Harbinger of Family Values. There is a loud boom as a drop pod falls with speed towards the ground.
The cadaver collector sighs. “I must say, this feels excessive.”
There is a loud boom as it slams into the earth, depositing a figure with a rifle. They look around before walking towards the tavern.
“SIR!” The collector runs to the figure. “Who are you and from what place do you hail from?”
"I'm a Helldiver. And I'm from Super Earth."
“And what militant position is represented by that title?”
"A high one."
“What duties are connected to being a Helldiver?” The collector takes out a quill and parchment.
"To protect and serve Super Earth."
“What is Super Earth?”
"A better more powerful Earth."
“How is it better?”
"We keep people safe way better."
“Well you don’t seem to be a very detailed font of information. Perhaps we shall speak again.” The collector turns to go, the bodies and banners on its back swinging slightly.
"What are you?"
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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.
*And now ladies and gentlemen from Super Earth itself. THE HELLDIVER*
A huge ship appears in orbit with the name, The Harbinger of Family Values. There is a loud boom as a drop pod falls with speed towards the ground.
The cadaver collector sighs. “I must say, this feels excessive.”
There is a loud boom as it slams into the earth, depositing a figure with a rifle. They look around before walking towards the tavern.
“SIR!” The collector runs to the figure. “Who are you and from what place do you hail from?”
"I'm a Helldiver. And I'm from Super Earth."
“And what militant position is represented by that title?”
"A high one."
“What duties are connected to being a Helldiver?” The collector takes out a quill and parchment.
"To protect and serve Super Earth."
“What is Super Earth?”
"A better more powerful Earth."
“How is it better?”
"We keep people safe way better."
“Well you don’t seem to be a very detailed font of information. Perhaps we shall speak again.” The collector turns to go, the bodies and banners on its back swinging slightly.
"What are you?"
“I am a child of Father. My kind are called cadaver collectors, but my name is Cadmus.”
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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.
Rene is sitting outside, humming to herself as she reads a book while under the shade of an elm tree.
Ollie is building what appears to be a suit of armor but a glowing gem-like node is in the chest of it.
Ko is sitting on the tavern roof, watching people.
*FLYING TRIANGLE SUPLEX OF DOOM* *[TACKLE]*
Rory has a bloody nose, which he's trying to deal with. Despite this, he has a smile on his face
Efflore is on a smoke break in the back alley of the inn
Aspen is enjoying the weather, a good mix of warm and cold
*Don't make me perform a fatality on you.*
Richard appears beside Rory, eyes narrowed. He pulls out a cloth and staunches the bleeding. "What happened." He asked, tone cold.
He winces slightly from the cloth, but smiles and leans on Richard, "I-i was doing a sermon, and one of those u-um... what do you call them? The people who've been bothering me lately"
Rene is sitting outside, humming to herself as she reads a book while under the shade of an elm tree.
Ollie is building what appears to be a suit of armor but a glowing gem-like node is in the chest of it.
Ko is sitting on the tavern roof, watching people.
*FLYING TRIANGLE SUPLEX OF DOOM* *[TACKLE]*
Rory has a bloody nose, which he's trying to deal with. Despite this, he has a smile on his face
Efflore is on a smoke break in the back alley of the inn
Aspen is enjoying the weather, a good mix of warm and cold
*Don't make me perform a fatality on you.*
Richard appears beside Rory, eyes narrowed. He pulls out a cloth and staunches the bleeding. "What happened." He asked, tone cold.
He winces slightly from the cloth, but smiles and leans on Richard, "I-i was doing a sermon, and one of those u-um... what do you call them? The people who've been bothering me lately"
His eyes turn cold and he nods "Do you want me to go make them suffer slightly?" He asked.
Rene is sitting outside, humming to herself as she reads a book while under the shade of an elm tree.
Ollie is building what appears to be a suit of armor but a glowing gem-like node is in the chest of it.
Ko is sitting on the tavern roof, watching people.
*FLYING TRIANGLE SUPLEX OF DOOM* *[TACKLE]*
Rory has a bloody nose, which he's trying to deal with. Despite this, he has a smile on his face
Efflore is on a smoke break in the back alley of the inn
Aspen is enjoying the weather, a good mix of warm and cold
*Don't make me perform a fatality on you.*
Richard appears beside Rory, eyes narrowed. He pulls out a cloth and staunches the bleeding. "What happened." He asked, tone cold.
He winces slightly from the cloth, but smiles and leans on Richard, "I-i was doing a sermon, and one of those u-um... what do you call them? The people who've been bothering me lately"
His eyes turn cold and he nods "Do you want me to go make them suffer slightly?" He asked.
"I-i don't wish harm on people." He says simply, before continueing the story, "Well one of them started saying stuff about me being a devil worshipper o-or something." He says, leaning unto Richard more, "T-then they brought up you and said some... not nice things. So I punched them"
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“And what militant position is represented by that title?”
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 high one."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“What duties are connected to being a Helldiver?” The collector takes out a quill and parchment.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"To protect and serve Super Earth."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“What is Super Earth?”
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 better more powerful Earth."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*hoi*
psychopath ^-^
“How is it better?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"We keep people safe way better."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Well you don’t seem to be a very detailed font of information. Perhaps we shall speak again.” The collector turns to go, the bodies and banners on its back swinging slightly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"What are you?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*open chars?*
psychopath ^-^
*[EXPLODES]* *Im back :]*
Rene is sitting outside, humming to herself as she reads a book while under the shade of an elm tree.
Ollie is building what appears to be a suit of armor but a glowing gem-like node is in the chest of it.
Ko is sitting on the tavern roof, watching people.
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 am a child of Father. My kind are called cadaver collectors, but my name is Cadmus.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*FLYING TRIANGLE SUPLEX OF DOOM* *[TACKLE]*
Rory has a bloody nose, which he's trying to deal with. Despite this, he has a smile on his face
Efflore is on a smoke break in the back alley of the inn
Aspen is enjoying the weather, a good mix of warm and cold
(good morning everyone)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Don't make me perform a fatality on you.*
Richard appears beside Rory, eyes narrowed. He pulls out a cloth and staunches the bleeding. "What happened." He asked, tone cold.
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
He winces slightly from the cloth, but smiles and leans on Richard, "I-i was doing a sermon, and one of those u-um... what do you call them? The people who've been bothering me lately"
His eyes turn cold and he nods "Do you want me to go make them suffer slightly?" He asked.
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-i don't wish harm on people." He says simply, before continueing the story, "Well one of them started saying stuff about me being a devil worshipper o-or something." He says, leaning unto Richard more, "T-then they brought up you and said some... not nice things. So I punched them"