"A whole lotta things." he says excitedly. "It's called an Archimedes Sphere."
"I have never heard of it before. Is it related at all to a Dyson Sphere?"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
"A whole lotta things." he says excitedly. "It's called an Archimedes Sphere."
"I have never heard of it before. Is it related at all to a Dyson Sphere?"
"I don't think so. But Archimedes was a great mathematician and inventor of our time."
"I have heard his name in passing but I don't know much about him"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
The Beastknight starts speaking in Primordial, an ancient tongue.
Rag's throat and ears shift, as to speak and understand Primordial, a visible yet smooth process.
"Leave me Dragon. You interfere with a sacred process." he snarls.
He sighs "I do not seek to disturb, simply to assist, to aid these creatures."
He glares at him from under his helmet. "I do not care. I have slain many of your kind who disturb me and my friends."
He looks back at him, his eyes as kind as his words "You can attack to slay me like the rest, but I do not wish to fight you. I want to help those who are hurt."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The Beastknight starts speaking in Primordial, an ancient tongue.
Rag's throat and ears shift, as to speak and understand Primordial, a visible yet smooth process.
"Leave me Dragon. You interfere with a sacred process." he snarls.
He sighs "I do not seek to disturb, simply to assist, to aid these creatures."
He glares at him from under his helmet. "I do not care. I have slain many of your kind who disturb me and my friends."
He looks back at him, his eyes as kind as his words "You can attack to slay me like the rest, but I do not wish to fight you. I want to help those who are hurt."
"I am already taking care of that, dragon." he says unhappily.
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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 Beastknight starts speaking in Primordial, an ancient tongue.
Rag's throat and ears shift, as to speak and understand Primordial, a visible yet smooth process.
"Leave me Dragon. You interfere with a sacred process." he snarls.
He sighs "I do not seek to disturb, simply to assist, to aid these creatures."
He glares at him from under his helmet. "I do not care. I have slain many of your kind who disturb me and my friends."
He looks back at him, his eyes as kind as his words "You can attack to slay me like the rest, but I do not wish to fight you. I want to help those who are hurt."
"I am already taking care of that, dragon." he says unhappily.
"Two pairs caring hands are better than one my friend." He moves back from the animals "But if you wish."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Theren is in his garden, the morning light casting long shadows as he talks to some pixies.
The Beastknight is tending to many wounded animals.
Leo and Festus are looking at blueprints.
Phoenix is asleep in the kitchen, facedown in his cake batter
*A foxfolk, named Jin (I have a page now, Yippee!!!), puts on his shade, and goes into the area that Phoenix currently resides, and he looks in confusion at Phoenix. He snickers a bit, grabs a chair, and sits to watch.*
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The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
The Beastknight starts speaking in Primordial, an ancient tongue.
Rag's throat and ears shift, as to speak and understand Primordial, a visible yet smooth process.
"Leave me Dragon. You interfere with a sacred process." he snarls.
He sighs "I do not seek to disturb, simply to assist, to aid these creatures."
He glares at him from under his helmet. "I do not care. I have slain many of your kind who disturb me and my friends."
He looks back at him, his eyes as kind as his words "You can attack to slay me like the rest, but I do not wish to fight you. I want to help those who are hurt."
"I am already taking care of that, dragon." he says unhappily.
"Two pairs caring hands are better than one my friend." He moves back from the animals "But if you wish."
The ancient knight finishes healing the last animal, a deer with golden glowing horns. He whispers to it in a dead language no one can replicate. The deer seems to nod and then the animals run away
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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.
Theren is in his garden, the morning light casting long shadows as he talks to some pixies.
The Beastknight is tending to many wounded animals.
Leo and Festus are looking at blueprints.
Phoenix is asleep in the kitchen, facedown in his cake batter
*A foxfolk, named Jin (I have a page now, Yippee!!!), puts on his shade, and goes into the area that Phoenix currently resides, and he looks in confusion at Phoenix. He snickers a bit, grabs a chair, and sits to watch.*
*Nice!*
Phoenix snores lightly, one hand on a sidearm attached to his hip.
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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 ancient knight finishes healing the last animal, a deer with golden glowing horns. He whispers to it in a dead language no one can replicate. The deer seems to nod and then the animals run away
Rag watches from a distance, curious of what he is witnessing, what it is truly about, his hands away from his axe and instead on his lap. A small heat around him turning the air wavy, waiting for what comes next.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"A whole lotta things." he says excitedly. "It's called an Archimedes Sphere."
"I have never heard of it before. Is it related at all to a Dyson Sphere?"
"I don't think so. But Archimedes was a great mathematician and inventor of our time."
"I have heard his name in passing but I don't know much about him"
"He is amazing." he says with a smile
"it sounds like you look up to him"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
The ancient knight finishes healing the last animal, a deer with golden glowing horns. He whispers to it in a dead language no one can replicate. The deer seems to nod and then the animals run away
Rag watches from a distance, curious of what he is witnessing, what it is truly about, his hands away from his axe and instead on his lap. A small heat around him turning the air wavy, waiting for what comes next.
The Beastknight stands, his armor creaking as he watches the animals leave. His wings folded behind him still gently glowing with a golden light.
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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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Rag's throat and ears shift, as to speak and understand Primordial, a visible yet smooth process.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Leave me Dragon. You interfere with a sacred process." he snarls.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I have never heard of it before. Is it related at all to a Dyson Sphere?"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"I don't think so. But Archimedes was a great mathematician and inventor of our time."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(Hello fellow goobers! :3)
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
*Allo. -chucks characters at-*
Theren is in his garden, the morning light casting long shadows as he talks to some pixies.
The Beastknight is tending to many wounded animals.
Leo and Festus are looking at blueprints.
Phoenix is asleep in the kitchen, facedown in his cake batter
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He sighs "I do not seek to disturb, simply to assist, to aid these creatures."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Wassup broski. Good to see ya.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"I have heard his name in passing but I don't know much about him"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
He glares at him from under his helmet. "I do not care. I have slain many of your kind who disturb me and my friends."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"He is amazing." he says with a smile
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He looks back at him, his eyes as kind as his words "You can attack to slay me like the rest, but I do not wish to fight you. I want to help those who are hurt."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"I am already taking care of that, dragon." he says unhappily.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Two pairs caring hands are better than one my friend." He moves back from the animals "But if you wish."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
(Likewise! >w<)
*A foxfolk, named Jin (I have a page now, Yippee!!!), puts on his shade, and goes into the area that Phoenix currently resides, and he looks in confusion at Phoenix. He snickers a bit, grabs a chair, and sits to watch.*
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
The ancient knight finishes healing the last animal, a deer with golden glowing horns. He whispers to it in a dead language no one can replicate. The deer seems to nod and then the animals run away
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Nice!*
Phoenix snores lightly, one hand on a sidearm attached to his hip.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Rag watches from a distance, curious of what he is witnessing, what it is truly about, his hands away from his axe and instead on his lap. A small heat around him turning the air wavy, waiting for what comes next.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"it sounds like you look up to him"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
The Beastknight stands, his armor creaking as he watches the animals leave. His wings folded behind him still gently glowing with a golden light.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.