*hello my lovely goobers, I'm actually awake for once*
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, eating a wrapped sandwhich for breakfast
Sebastion is sat in the tavern, flipping through the tattered tome he carries everywhere
Theren is sitting outside planting some flowers.
Leo is tinkering with Festus while grumbling unhappily.
-new intro-
Falling from the sky, like a fireball, is a humanoid figure. A trail of yellow light tails the hurtiling figure. It slams into the ground making the earth shake with a huge crater left behind from the impact.
Tycho jumps down from the roof, following the fireball curiously to where the crater is
Falling from the sky, like a fireball, is a humanoid figure. A trail of yellow light tails the hurtiling figure. It slams into the ground making the earth shake with a huge crater left behind from the impact.
Ragnerious, in his big ol' ancient red dragon form, is flying around, just going for a stroll when he stops the meteor person. He flies down to see what's going on, shifting into his hybrid form upon lands, having traits of both dragon and regular really big guy.
In the crater is a figure in silver but tarnished armor. Their hair is short and silver with white and black wings spread out behind them. Their eyes are closed and they are breathing with short breaths. Next to them is a huge greatsword.
Rag grabs his massive greataxe and walks over, sitting in front of them, still slightly towering over them from his monstrous height "Are you okay my friend? It seems you have fallen."
The angel sits up shakily. He grabs his great sword and sheathes it on his back. “I’m fine.” He says, cracking his neck, his grey eyes locking onto them
He smiles, his eyes a bright crimson "You don't exactly look fine, even if that fine was nothing to deal with." He stands up "You should probably get something to eat, and some healing too."
“I’ll be fine.” He says, brushing off the concern
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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.
*hello my lovely goobers, I'm actually awake for once*
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, eating a wrapped sandwhich for breakfast
Sebastion is sat in the tavern, flipping through the tattered tome he carries everywhere
Theren is sitting outside planting some flowers.
Leo is tinkering with Festus while grumbling unhappily.
-new intro-
Falling from the sky, like a fireball, is a humanoid figure. A trail of yellow light tails the hurtiling figure. It slams into the ground making the earth shake with a huge crater left behind from the impact.
Tycho jumps down from the roof, following the fireball curiously to where the crater is
In the crater is a figure in silver but tarnished armor. Their hair is short and silver with white and black wings spread out behind them. Their eyes are closed and they are breathing with short breaths. Next to them is a huge greatsword
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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.
*hello my lovely goobers, I'm actually awake for once*
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, eating a wrapped sandwhich for breakfast
Sebastion is sat in the tavern, flipping through the tattered tome he carries everywhere
Theren is sitting outside planting some flowers.
Leo is tinkering with Festus while grumbling unhappily.
-new intro-
Falling from the sky, like a fireball, is a humanoid figure. A trail of yellow light tails the hurtiling figure. It slams into the ground making the earth shake with a huge crater left behind from the impact.
Tycho jumps down from the roof, following the fireball curiously to where the crater is
In the crater is a figure in silver but tarnished armor. Their hair is short and silver with white and black wings spread out behind them. Their eyes are closed and they are breathing with short breaths. Next to them is a huge greatsword
The tiefling tilts his head, kneeling down beside the winged figure. Looking them over for a few moments, he pokes their face
*hello my lovely goobers, I'm actually awake for once*
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, eating a wrapped sandwhich for breakfast
Sebastion is sat in the tavern, flipping through the tattered tome he carries everywhere
Theren is sitting outside planting some flowers.
Leo is tinkering with Festus while grumbling unhappily.
-new intro-
Falling from the sky, like a fireball, is a humanoid figure. A trail of yellow light tails the hurtiling figure. It slams into the ground making the earth shake with a huge crater left behind from the impact.
Tycho jumps down from the roof, following the fireball curiously to where the crater is
In the crater is a figure in silver but tarnished armor. Their hair is short and silver with white and black wings spread out behind them. Their eyes are closed and they are breathing with short breaths. Next to them is a huge greatsword
The tiefling tilts his head, kneeling down beside the winged figure. Looking them over for a few moments, he pokes their face
Their grey eyes open slowly. “Ugh…who 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.
*hello my lovely goobers, I'm actually awake for once*
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, eating a wrapped sandwhich for breakfast
Sebastion is sat in the tavern, flipping through the tattered tome he carries everywhere
Theren is sitting outside planting some flowers.
Leo is tinkering with Festus while grumbling unhappily.
-new intro-
Falling from the sky, like a fireball, is a humanoid figure. A trail of yellow light tails the hurtiling figure. It slams into the ground making the earth shake with a huge crater left behind from the impact.
Tycho jumps down from the roof, following the fireball curiously to where the crater is
In the crater is a figure in silver but tarnished armor. Their hair is short and silver with white and black wings spread out behind them. Their eyes are closed and they are breathing with short breaths. Next to them is a huge greatsword
The tiefling tilts his head, kneeling down beside the winged figure. Looking them over for a few moments, he pokes their face
Their grey eyes open slowly. “Ugh…who are you?”
They give a toothy grin, tail swaying from side to side, "I am god" They say in an echoing voice
*hello my lovely goobers, I'm actually awake for once*
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, eating a wrapped sandwhich for breakfast
Sebastion is sat in the tavern, flipping through the tattered tome he carries everywhere
Theren is sitting outside planting some flowers.
Leo is tinkering with Festus while grumbling unhappily.
-new intro-
Falling from the sky, like a fireball, is a humanoid figure. A trail of yellow light tails the hurtiling figure. It slams into the ground making the earth shake with a huge crater left behind from the impact.
Tycho jumps down from the roof, following the fireball curiously to where the crater is
In the crater is a figure in silver but tarnished armor. Their hair is short and silver with white and black wings spread out behind them. Their eyes are closed and they are breathing with short breaths. Next to them is a huge greatsword
The tiefling tilts his head, kneeling down beside the winged figure. Looking them over for a few moments, he pokes their face
Their grey eyes open slowly. “Ugh…who are you?”
They give a toothy grin, tail swaying from side to side, "I am god" They say in an echoing voice
“Yeah right. I’ve met god. He’s not much of a looker. And he certainly doesn’t sound like 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.
Leo is tinkering with Festus while grumbling unhappily.
-new intro-
Falling from the sky, like a fireball, is a humanoid figure. A trail of yellow light tails the hurtiling figure. It slams into the ground making the earth shake with a huge crater left behind from the impact.
*Leo and Loriche are gonna be best friends*
Caramel strides up behind Theren, watching him closely.
The faint sound of branches snapping reaches his ears.
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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.
*hello my lovely goobers, I'm actually awake for once*
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, eating a wrapped sandwhich for breakfast
Sebastion is sat in the tavern, flipping through the tattered tome he carries everywhere
Theren is sitting outside planting some flowers.
Leo is tinkering with Festus while grumbling unhappily.
-new intro-
Falling from the sky, like a fireball, is a humanoid figure. A trail of yellow light tails the hurtiling figure. It slams into the ground making the earth shake with a huge crater left behind from the impact.
Tycho jumps down from the roof, following the fireball curiously to where the crater is
In the crater is a figure in silver but tarnished armor. Their hair is short and silver with white and black wings spread out behind them. Their eyes are closed and they are breathing with short breaths. Next to them is a huge greatsword
The tiefling tilts his head, kneeling down beside the winged figure. Looking them over for a few moments, he pokes their face
Their grey eyes open slowly. “Ugh…who are you?”
They give a toothy grin, tail swaying from side to side, "I am god" They say in an echoing voice
“Yeah right. I’ve met god. He’s not much of a looker. And he certainly doesn’t sound like you.”
"Oh, so I'm a looker?" He smiles, "And maybe I'm just taking this form to test you. Or something"
Leo is tinkering with Festus while grumbling unhappily.
-new intro-
Falling from the sky, like a fireball, is a humanoid figure. A trail of yellow light tails the hurtiling figure. It slams into the ground making the earth shake with a huge crater left behind from the impact.
*Leo and Loriche are gonna be best friends*
Caramel strides up behind Theren, watching him closely.
The faint sound of branches snapping reaches his ears.
He hums idly, his eyes hollow
Leo turns
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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.
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Tycho jumps down from the roof, following the fireball curiously to where the crater is
"You're wife?.." she looks confused now.
William slips his gutting knife back into his coat pocket "A concerned citizen who saw you fell." He said.
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
*aaaaaah, I'm so bad with names*
*XD Oh no*
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 trust me, I know the feeling my friend.*
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
*I have a character that I'm basically finished with, but uh oh, brain does not go brrrr. Brain goes clunk*
“I….I don’t remember having a wife….”
The angel chuckles. “Your funny. You were gonna cut me up huh?”
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“I’ll be fine.” He says, brushing off the concern
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Why does Theren always have to get new trauma bro*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
In the crater is a figure in silver but tarnished armor. Their hair is short and silver with white and black wings spread out behind them. Their eyes are closed and they are breathing with short breaths. Next to them is a huge greatsword
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*uhhhhhh cause I can :p. Plus I like doing it to him. New lore material for why he’s been gone so long*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The tiefling tilts his head, kneeling down beside the winged figure. Looking them over for a few moments, he pokes their face
*[looking back at the goblin in a hamster wheel chanting 'traumatize the bird!' That is my brain]*
*no clue but it's fun!*
Their grey eyes open slowly. “Ugh…who are you?”
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*fair enough ig*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
They give a toothy grin, tail swaying from side to side, "I am god" They say in an echoing voice
“Yeah right. I’ve met god. He’s not much of a looker. And he certainly doesn’t sound like you.”
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Leo and Loriche are gonna be best friends*
Caramel strides up behind Theren, watching him closely.
The faint sound of branches snapping reaches his ears.
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, so I'm a looker?" He smiles, "And maybe I'm just taking this form to test you. Or something"
He hums idly, his eyes hollow
Leo turns
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.