"Well, I can pump a ton of calories into every attack, making them super powerful. But you see, I don't want to hurt anyone, so I've been learning techniques for enforcing submission and dealing with situations nonlethally. My next task is to knock out a butterfly without injuring it."
"Butterflies are notoriously fragile son, you should be careful with those." He said, nodding "but I have a feeling you will do very well."
"I need to be able to swing a greatsword through a man while at 30,000 feet in heavy turbulence while missing every cell wall. To cut without cutting. Once I master that, I can knock people out with a single finger without any lasting trauma."
Krist nods "Have you thought of ways to gain that level of accuracy?"
"Other than rigorous training, not really. I can use what little magic I know to focus harder and steady my hands, but it burns a lot of calories to do that for long. I only need it for a few seconds to get the 'Knocking,' as it's called. It's a risky maneuver as-is, but with more training I'm sure I'll get it right!"
Krist nods "Would you like to spar perhaps? I would love to help you get better." He said.
"Other than rigorous training, not really. I can use what little magic I know to focus harder and steady my hands, but it burns a lot of calories to do that for long. I only need it for a few seconds to get the 'Knocking,' as it's called. It's a risky maneuver as-is, but with more training I'm sure I'll get it right!"
Krist nods "Would you like to spar perhaps? I would love to help you get better." He said.
"Sure! J-just don't kill anyone or anything, okay?" He spreads his legs out and does some stomps, tossing salt from his coat onto the ground. Then he crouches down, putting his fists near the ground as if waiting for a signal.
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'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
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
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
Jax is examining strange mushrooms growing from the roots of a tree outside
"Hhhhhaakekekeke...." Comes a high-pitched laugh. "Those are mine. Try one. You'll see why." A man with a shovel walks out from behind a tree. He wears a silk scarf that covers his entire head, sans his dilated red eyes. He wears a white suit with random spices powdering it in a way that clearly isn't intentional.
Jax is examining strange mushrooms growing from the roots of a tree outside
"Hhhhhaakekekeke...." Comes a high-pitched laugh. "Those are mine. Try one. You'll see why." A man with a shovel walks out from behind a tree. He wears a silk scarf that covers his entire head, sans his dilated red eyes. He wears a white suit with random spices powdering it in a way that clearly isn't intentional.
"Uhhhh, no thanks... I just wanted to know why these were growing here. I know why now, thanks-"
"Oh, I have no idea where they came from. I've just decided that I own them now. They have a very strong psychedelic effect in reptiles, and are quite delicious."
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
"Oh, I have no idea where they came from. I've just decided that I own them now. They have a very strong psychedelic effect in reptiles, and are quite delicious."
"So, you didn't grow them.. you just came up on them... and you own them.. Okay, uhhh, I don't think I wanna eat them, thanks."
"Of course you don't want those. You want some good, old-fashioned herbal remedies for your ills. Tell me, what ails you? Bad back? Dry eyes? Missing leg? Annoying boss? I can cure anything."
He doesn't seem to understand the question, "Cause I'm keeping it still?"
Krist nods "Would you like to spar perhaps? I would love to help you get better." 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
"Why did you do that?'
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
*bout to kill off one character >:) *
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Cause smoking is bad for you."
"Sure! J-just don't kill anyone or anything, okay?" He spreads his legs out and does some stomps, tossing salt from his coat onto the ground. Then he crouches down, putting his fists near the ground as if waiting for a signal.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(hello again)
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
hi
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
(anyone on?)
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 am*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(who do you got)
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
"Hhhhhaakekekeke...." Comes a high-pitched laugh. "Those are mine. Try one. You'll see why." A man with a shovel walks out from behind a tree. He wears a silk scarf that covers his entire head, sans his dilated red eyes. He wears a white suit with random spices powdering it in a way that clearly isn't intentional.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Oh, I have no idea where they came from. I've just decided that I own them now. They have a very strong psychedelic effect in reptiles, and are quite delicious."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Isaac is eating lunch in the tavern
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
"Of course you don't want those. You want some good, old-fashioned herbal remedies for your ills. Tell me, what ails you? Bad back? Dry eyes? Missing leg? Annoying boss? I can cure anything."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Anybody want to rp?*