A pitch-black portal opens in town, the sounds of chomping and slurping coming from inside, the gravity in the area distorting and warping in and out. A man in a grey and green pinstriped suit walks out of the portal, eyes hidden by his matching fedora, his wide grin revealing black metal teeth with a mirror finish.
Out in the woods, a burning pile of bodies starts to move on its own. The flesh melts and melds into a vaguely humanoid form, bones cracking and reshaping, as the smoke and shadow become substance. A towering, shadowy monster in a ringmaster's uniform stands where the pyre was but a moment ago, its burning, golden eyes sweeping over the land.
In the distance, a factory covered in runes walks toward a large hole in the ground, perfectly shaped for the leg-bearing building. Hundreds of heavily customized hellfire engines move with it. A blonde man with a bowl cut, a heavy leather apron and gloves, and a yellow tie sits atop the factory in an office chair, eating what looks to be canned meat and bread at his grandiose desk.
*These are Sytosc, Egregore, and Oswald respectively if anyone's interested.*
A pitch-black portal opens in town, the sounds of chomping and slurping coming from inside, the gravity in the area distorting and warping in and out. A man in a grey and green pinstriped suit walks out of the portal, eyes hidden by his matching fedora, his wide grin revealing black metal teeth with a mirror finish.
Out in the woods, a burning pile of bodies starts to move on its own. The flesh melts and melds into a vaguely humanoid form, bones cracking and reshaping, as the smoke and shadow become substance. A towering, shadowy monster in a ringmaster's uniform stands where the pyre was but a moment ago, its burning, golden eyes sweeping over the land.
In the distance, a factory covered in runes walks toward a large hole in the ground, perfectly shaped for the leg-bearing building. Hundreds of heavily customized hellfire engines move with it. A blonde man with a bowl cut, a heavy leather apron and gloves, and a yellow tie sits atop the factory in an office chair, eating what looks to be canned meat and bread at his grandiose desk.
A pitch-black portal opens in town, the sounds of chomping and slurping coming from inside, the gravity in the area distorting and warping in and out. A man in a grey and green pinstriped suit walks out of the portal, eyes hidden by his matching fedora, his wide grin revealing black metal teeth with a mirror finish.
Out in the woods, a burning pile of bodies starts to move on its own. The flesh melts and melds into a vaguely humanoid form, bones cracking and reshaping, as the smoke and shadow become substance. A towering, shadowy monster in a ringmaster's uniform stands where the pyre was but a moment ago, its burning, golden eyes sweeping over the land.
In the distance, a factory covered in runes walks toward a large hole in the ground, perfectly shaped for the leg-bearing building. Hundreds of heavily customized hellfire engines move with it. A blonde man with a bowl cut, a heavy leather apron and gloves, and a yellow tie sits atop the factory in an office chair, eating what looks to be canned meat and bread at his grandiose desk.
*Well now, of course I have to do it. It would be tragic if I didnt!*
Donn stands with golden pipe in hand, exhaling a smoke ring from his mouth. Part of him splits off, a tiny black goat kid with a golden pentagram on its forehead bleats happily and looks up at Donn. He nods and points to the ground "She's slept long enough. She be mad as hell that I am waking her but she recover." He waved a hand the the little goat nods, digging at the ground. Donn takes off his gloves and helps it dig quietly until the hit a patch of complex roots that seem to be covering something.
He gently brushes the kid aside, scratching it behind the ear and thanking it for it's help. It reforms back into him and he summons a golden shepherds cane in hand. He taps the roots three times and they begin to wither and die quickly, revealing a woman who appears like she is sleeping.
She has long black hair that falls around her like a veil. Her skin is the color of ivory and looks so delicate that, if you tapped her shoulder, she would shatter like porcelain. She is dressed in a elegant black dress with long sleeves and a golden belt made for woven brambles.
She blinks quietly, her eyes opening. They are a beautiful light green color, like jade when polished. She looks at Donn, her pupils dilating into slits.
"Good morning Yurishide-" Donn begins to say before he is grabbed by the throat and throw into a tree so hard it creaks. He coughs, rubbing his throat with his free hand "I should've expected that I suppose."
He looks back up at her as she stalks forward, her face one of impassive coldness. He grabbed by one of his tails and hoisted up like weighs nothing. "Yuri! Bloody hells! It's me!" He yelps. She blinks again, like she was smacked across the face and drops him. He winces, rubbing his hurt tail, looking back up from where he was dropped like a wet cat.
"Oh my goodness! Donn! I am so sorry!" She kneels down quickly. Her palm suddenly begins to sparkle with magical energy. The air around them seems to be alive as bird and other critters make themselves known, watching quietly. She heals his tail and bows her head "Forgive me my friend."
"You are forgiven, but do be careful. You might've taken another of my tails and that I can't forgive." He jokes as they stand up. She instantly hugs him and he reciprocates.
*Anywhoozle, to anyone who wants to RP, here are your choices: Amaranth (Nekomata Necromancer), Axis (Werewolf Father of Goblins), Yurishide (Fey Queen), Donn (Fey Goatman), Amphitrite (Shape shifting Oracle), Kelipso (Tielfing Druid), Doctor Gigli (Animal Hybrid Doctor), or Scott (Dimension Jumping Writer)*
A pitch-black portal opens in town, the sounds of chomping and slurping coming from inside, the gravity in the area distorting and warping in and out. A man in a grey and green pinstriped suit walks out of the portal, eyes hidden by his matching fedora, his wide grin revealing black metal teeth with a mirror finish.
Out in the woods, a burning pile of bodies starts to move on its own. The flesh melts and melds into a vaguely humanoid form, bones cracking and reshaping, as the smoke and shadow become substance. A towering, shadowy monster in a ringmaster's uniform stands where the pyre was but a moment ago, its burning, golden eyes sweeping over the land.
In the distance, a factory covered in runes walks toward a large hole in the ground, perfectly shaped for the leg-bearing building. Hundreds of heavily customized hellfire engines move with it. A blonde man with a bowl cut, a heavy leather apron and gloves, and a yellow tie sits atop the factory in an office chair, eating what looks to be canned meat and bread at his grandiose desk.
*Just gonna repost this, all mangled and twisted, with every inside on the outside, for all the world to see*
A pitch-black portal opens in town, the sounds of chomping and slurping coming from inside, the gravity in the area distorting and warping in and out. A man in a grey and green pinstriped suit walks out of the portal, eyes hidden by his matching fedora, his wide grin revealing black metal teeth with a mirror finish.
Out in the woods, a burning pile of bodies starts to move on its own. The flesh melts and melds into a vaguely humanoid form, bones cracking and reshaping, as the smoke and shadow become substance. A towering, shadowy monster in a ringmaster's uniform stands where the pyre was but a moment ago, its burning, golden eyes sweeping over the land.
In the distance, a factory covered in runes walks toward a large hole in the ground, perfectly shaped for the leg-bearing building. Hundreds of heavily customized hellfire engines move with it. A blonde man with a bowl cut, a heavy leather apron and gloves, and a yellow tie sits atop the factory in an office chair, eating what looks to be canned meat and bread at his grandiose desk.
*Just gonna repost this, all mangled and twisted, with every inside on the outside, for all the world to see*
*Nice way to put it. Time to get those guys back inside so the children don't scream.*
Kelipso watches from a distance, his eyes suddenly widening. Every hair on his form spikes like a cat. He hugs Gordon, a fluffy white winter wolf, by the neck.
Donn watches from a distance, lighting his pipe. "Way to make an entrance." He compliments, laughing lightly.
A man in his mid-thirties watches the factory. He has long black hair that is tied up in a bun and a scruffy short beard. He pulls out a book with no title and blank pages and writes for a good moment, his words becoming a painting on the books pages
*Anywhoozle, to anyone who wants to RP, here are your choices: Amaranth (Nekomata Necromancer), Axis (Werewolf Father of Goblins), Yurishide (Fey Queen), Donn (Fey Goatman), Amphitrite (Shape shifting Oracle), Kelipso (Tielfing Druid), Doctor Gigli (Animal Hybrid Doctor), or Scott (Dimension Jumping Writer)*
*:>*
*[hug]* *Hi, I'm here for once*
Georgie is in the forest, watching Yuri curiously
Tycho is down by the docks, trading with some stallkeepers (free choice for you)
-second free choice of whoever, I don't have a third bean yet-
*Nice way to put it. Time to get those guys back inside so the children don't scream.*
Kelipso watches from a distance, his eyes suddenly widening. Every hair on his form spikes like a cat. He hugs Gordon, a fluffy white winter wolf, by the neck.
Donn watches from a distance, lighting his pipe. "Way to make an entrance." He compliments, laughing lightly.
A man in his mid-thirties watches the factory. He has long black hair that is tied up in a bun and a scruffy short beard. He pulls out a book with no title and blank pages and writes for a good moment, his words becoming a painting on the books pages
As the portal closes, Sytosc turns his head, tilting his head up to reveal his glinting, hungry eyes under his hat. "Ah, hello there. Don't think I've met you before. Do you happen to cook?"
Egregore smiles and gives a dramatic bow, blushing a gentle gold. "My last body burned out."
As the factory settles into place, the machines begin to scout the area. One of the machines discovers the man and kind of just keeps an eye on him from not too far away.
*Anywhoozle, to anyone who wants to RP, here are your choices: Amaranth (Nekomata Necromancer), Axis (Werewolf Father of Goblins), Yurishide (Fey Queen), Donn (Fey Goatman), Amphitrite (Shape shifting Oracle), Kelipso (Tielfing Druid), Doctor Gigli (Animal Hybrid Doctor), or Scott (Dimension Jumping Writer)*
*:>*
*[hug]* *Hi, I'm here for once*
Georgie is in the forest, watching Yuri curiously
Tycho is down by the docks, trading with some stallkeepers (free choice for you)
-second free choice of whoever, I don't have a third bean yet-
*MY SON-*
Yuri is stretching, have been awoken from a months long nap. She is brushing out her hair with a comb at the moment.
*Nice way to put it. Time to get those guys back inside so the children don't scream.*
Kelipso watches from a distance, his eyes suddenly widening. Every hair on his form spikes like a cat. He hugs Gordon, a fluffy white winter wolf, by the neck.
Donn watches from a distance, lighting his pipe. "Way to make an entrance." He compliments, laughing lightly.
A man in his mid-thirties watches the factory. He has long black hair that is tied up in a bun and a scruffy short beard. He pulls out a book with no title and blank pages and writes for a good moment, his words becoming a painting on the books pages
As the portal closes, Sytosc turns his head, tilting his head up to reveal his glinting, hungry eyes under his hat. "Ah, hello there. Don't think I've met you before. Do you happen to cook?"
Egregore smiles and gives a dramatic bow, blushing a gentle gold. "My last body burned out."
As the factory settles into place, the machines begin to scout the area. One of the machines discovers the man and kind of just keeps an eye on him from not too far away.
Kelipso looks up, fidgeting with Gordon's collar. "Somewhat I suppose.." he says, nervous as all hell.
"Anybody you make looks wonderful." Donn reminds him and smiles.
The man watches the machine and begins to write something in the book. (Give me a d20 dice roll with added strength)
*Anywhoozle, to anyone who wants to RP, here are your choices: Amaranth (Nekomata Necromancer), Axis (Werewolf Father of Goblins), Yurishide (Fey Queen), Donn (Fey Goatman), Amphitrite (Shape shifting Oracle), Kelipso (Tielfing Druid), Doctor Gigli (Animal Hybrid Doctor), or Scott (Dimension Jumping Writer)*
*:>*
*[hug]* *Hi, I'm here for once*
Georgie is in the forest, watching Yuri curiously
Tycho is down by the docks, trading with some stallkeepers (free choice for you)
-second free choice of whoever, I don't have a third bean yet-
*MY SON-*
Yuri is stretching, have been awoken from a months long nap. She is brushing out her hair with a comb at the moment.
Scott watches from afar, writing in a blank book.
*HIIIIII*
Georgie walks closer, holding a werewolf plush that's about a third his size in his arms
Tycho gives a toothy grin at the stall owner before spotting Scott, tilting his head as he stares back
As the portal closes, Sytosc turns his head, tilting his head up to reveal his glinting, hungry eyes under his hat. "Ah, hello there. Don't think I've met you before. Do you happen to cook?"
Egregore smiles and gives a dramatic bow, blushing a gentle gold. "My last body burned out."
As the factory settles into place, the machines begin to scout the area. One of the machines discovers the man and kind of just keeps an eye on him from not too far away.
Kelipso looks up, fidgeting with Gordon's collar. "Somewhat I suppose.." he says, nervous as all hell.
"Any body you make looks wonderful." Donn reminds him and smiles.
The man watches the machine and begins to write something in the book. (Give me a d20 dice roll with added strength)
A chuckle. "What's wrong, lad? I'm nothing to be afraid of. Even if I wanted to hurt someone, I don't have the authority! I'm just here to judge the treats you folks have to offer."
Egregore giggles before catching himself. "Thank you, Donn. You look nice as well."
*Anywhoozle, to anyone who wants to RP, here are your choices: Amaranth (Nekomata Necromancer), Axis (Werewolf Father of Goblins), Yurishide (Fey Queen), Donn (Fey Goatman), Amphitrite (Shape shifting Oracle), Kelipso (Tielfing Druid), Doctor Gigli (Animal Hybrid Doctor), or Scott (Dimension Jumping Writer)*
*:>*
*[hug]* *Hi, I'm here for once*
Georgie is in the forest, watching Yuri curiously
Tycho is down by the docks, trading with some stallkeepers (free choice for you)
-second free choice of whoever, I don't have a third bean yet-
*MY SON-*
Yuri is stretching, have been awoken from a months long nap. She is brushing out her hair with a comb at the moment.
Scott watches from afar, writing in a blank book.
*HIIIIII*
Georgie walks closer, holding a werewolf plush that's about a third his size in his arms
Tycho gives a toothy grin at the stall owner before spotting Scott, tilting his head as he stares back
She looks at the kid, her brow raising. "Hello there dear?"
Scott looks nervous but waves back anyways.
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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
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"Ah, you're one of those types." He says and shrugs, "Well to each their own."
"I'm good, how are you?"
*These are Sytosc, Egregore, and Oswald respectively if anyone's interested.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
* G A S P. OSWALD IS BACK*
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
*Well now, of course I have to do it. It would be tragic if I didnt!*
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
Donn stands with golden pipe in hand, exhaling a smoke ring from his mouth. Part of him splits off, a tiny black goat kid with a golden pentagram on its forehead bleats happily and looks up at Donn. He nods and points to the ground "She's slept long enough. She be mad as hell that I am waking her but she recover." He waved a hand the the little goat nods, digging at the ground. Donn takes off his gloves and helps it dig quietly until the hit a patch of complex roots that seem to be covering something.
He gently brushes the kid aside, scratching it behind the ear and thanking it for it's help. It reforms back into him and he summons a golden shepherds cane in hand. He taps the roots three times and they begin to wither and die quickly, revealing a woman who appears like she is sleeping.
She has long black hair that falls around her like a veil. Her skin is the color of ivory and looks so delicate that, if you tapped her shoulder, she would shatter like porcelain. She is dressed in a elegant black dress with long sleeves and a golden belt made for woven brambles.
She blinks quietly, her eyes opening. They are a beautiful light green color, like jade when polished. She looks at Donn, her pupils dilating into slits.
"Good morning Yurishide-" Donn begins to say before he is grabbed by the throat and throw into a tree so hard it creaks. He coughs, rubbing his throat with his free hand "I should've expected that I suppose."
He looks back up at her as she stalks forward, her face one of impassive coldness. He grabbed by one of his tails and hoisted up like weighs nothing. "Yuri! Bloody hells! It's me!" He yelps. She blinks again, like she was smacked across the face and drops him. He winces, rubbing his hurt tail, looking back up from where he was dropped like a wet cat.
"Oh my goodness! Donn! I am so sorry!" She kneels down quickly. Her palm suddenly begins to sparkle with magical energy. The air around them seems to be alive as bird and other critters make themselves known, watching quietly. She heals his tail and bows her head "Forgive me my friend."
"You are forgiven, but do be careful. You might've taken another of my tails and that I can't forgive." He jokes as they stand up. She instantly hugs him and he reciprocates.
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
*F E A R*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH*
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 have to mess with Oswald. It's my job. It's in the resume I gave 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
*He's killed Yuri before. He can do it again.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Hehehehehe hehehehehe*
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
*Anywhoozle, to anyone who wants to RP, here are your choices: Amaranth (Nekomata Necromancer), Axis (Werewolf Father of Goblins), Yurishide (Fey Queen), Donn (Fey Goatman), Amphitrite (Shape shifting Oracle), Kelipso (Tielfing Druid), Doctor Gigli (Animal Hybrid Doctor), or Scott (Dimension Jumping Writer)*
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
*Just gonna repost this, all mangled and twisted, with every inside on the outside, for all the world to see*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Nice way to put it. Time to get those guys back inside so the children don't scream.*
Kelipso watches from a distance, his eyes suddenly widening. Every hair on his form spikes like a cat. He hugs Gordon, a fluffy white winter wolf, by the neck.
Donn watches from a distance, lighting his pipe. "Way to make an entrance." He compliments, laughing lightly.
A man in his mid-thirties watches the factory. He has long black hair that is tied up in a bun and a scruffy short beard. He pulls out a book with no title and blank pages and writes for a good moment, his words becoming a painting on the books pages
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
*:>*
*[hug]* *Hi, I'm here for once*
Georgie is in the forest, watching Yuri curiously
Tycho is down by the docks, trading with some stallkeepers (free choice for you)
-second free choice of whoever, I don't have a third bean yet-
As the portal closes, Sytosc turns his head, tilting his head up to reveal his glinting, hungry eyes under his hat. "Ah, hello there. Don't think I've met you before. Do you happen to cook?"
Egregore smiles and gives a dramatic bow, blushing a gentle gold. "My last body burned out."
As the factory settles into place, the machines begin to scout the area. One of the machines discovers the man and kind of just keeps an eye on him from not too far away.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*MY SON-*
Yuri is stretching, have been awoken from a months long nap. She is brushing out her hair with a comb at the moment.
Scott watches from afar, writing in a blank book.
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
Kelipso looks up, fidgeting with Gordon's collar. "Somewhat I suppose.." he says, nervous as all hell.
"Anybody you make looks wonderful." Donn reminds him and smiles.
The man watches the machine and begins to write something in the book. (Give me a d20 dice roll with added strength)
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
*HIIIIII*
Georgie walks closer, holding a werewolf plush that's about a third his size in his arms
Tycho gives a toothy grin at the stall owner before spotting Scott, tilting his head as he stares back
A chuckle. "What's wrong, lad? I'm nothing to be afraid of. Even if I wanted to hurt someone, I don't have the authority! I'm just here to judge the treats you folks have to offer."
Egregore giggles before catching himself. "Thank you, Donn. You look nice as well."
STR: 18
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She looks at the kid, her brow raising. "Hello there dear?"
Scott looks nervous but waves back anyways.
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