The blight is still taking over the forests, spreading like veins over the ground and killing off the vegetation. The animals and people continue to attack each other and spread the infection. Stroth sits at the center of it all, sipping her tea happily and taking notes.
Yuri, being directly linked to the forest, has become half-infected. Glowing orange veins cover her skin, she is acting more feral than usual. Flowers, similar to the blight ones have replaced her laurel crown, glowing as they feed off her just like the death in the forest.
Spice is watching the blight from the roof of the tavern, her eyes narrowed.
Small drones are scanning and collecting samples of the blight
As they try to touch the blight, it suddenly grows aggravated and tries to pull the drones down.
The drone that is pulled down makes a loud alarm noise
Stroth walks over to it and grins, her smile too big and has too many teeth. She crushes it under her heel [STR: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.]
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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 blight is still taking over the forests, spreading like veins over the ground and killing off the vegetation. The animals and people continue to attack each other and spread the infection. Stroth sits at the center of it all, sipping her tea happily and taking notes.
Yuri, being directly linked to the forest, has become half-infected. Glowing orange veins cover her skin, she is acting more feral than usual. Flowers, similar to the blight ones have replaced her laurel crown, glowing as they feed off her just like the death in the forest.
Spice is watching the blight from the roof of the tavern, her eyes narrowed.
Prospero trudges through the yellow flowers toward her. "Why?"
She smiles at him, her smile reaching across her face unnervingly. Too many teeth in a smile too big. "For science my friend! This area is small and secluded, perfect for an experiment" She said, sipping her tea.
"Are you immune?" He moves slowly, but the blight doesn't seem to have the same effects on him. It oozes from his skin as an oily substance.
She chuckles and watches this, writing it down "I am! Very observant! I am it actually, or should I say it is me?"
*For every step he takes, I am going to need you to roll CON.*
She chuckles and watches this, writing it down "I am! Very observant! I am it actually, or should I say it is me?"
*For every step he takes, I am going to need you to roll CON.*
*All toxins and diseases that make contact with him, enter him, or otherwise effect him are excreted as oil, making him immune so long as he has fat to mix with it. This is not a "my immune system is so strong" immunity, it's just not getting to anywhere it can cause any harm.*
"Ah. Would it hurt you if I burned it?" She notices the trail of oil he was leaving. "I was hoping to clear some, but I don't want to cause any more harm."
*Is reese a kid? I keeppicturing little wolf child*
*no, she's mature.*
*kay. Watched too much sweet tooth* "Well, people shouldn't be pets."
"That's what the kitchen deity said..." She says while leaning into the mage, sniffling.
"Who? There's a deity around here?"
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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)
*Is reese a kid? I keeppicturing little wolf child*
*no, she's mature.*
*kay. Watched too much sweet tooth* "Well, people shouldn't be pets."
"That's what the kitchen deity said..." She says while leaning into the mage, sniffling.
"Who? There's a deity around here?"
"Hell.. I forgot her name.. she's so pretty.. she's a minor deity, a food based one!"
"Wow. Seems interesting."
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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
The blight is still taking over the forests, spreading like veins over the ground and killing off the vegetation. The animals and people continue to attack each other and spread the infection. Stroth sits at the center of it all, sipping her tea happily and taking notes.
Yuri, being directly linked to the forest, has become half-infected. Glowing orange veins cover her skin, she is acting more feral than usual. Flowers, similar to the blight ones have replaced her laurel crown, glowing as they feed off her just like the death in the forest.
Spice is watching the blight from the roof of the tavern, her eyes narrowed.
Small drones are scanning and collecting samples of the blight
As they try to touch the blight, it suddenly grows aggravated and tries to pull the drones down.
The drone that is pulled down makes a loud alarm noise
Stroth walks over to it and grins, her smile too big and has too many teeth. She crushes it under her heel [STR: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.]
She chuckles and watches this, writing it down "I am! Very observant! I am it actually, or should I say it is me?"
*For every step he takes, I am going to need you to roll CON.*
*All toxins and diseases that make contact with him, enter him, or otherwise effect him are excreted as oil, making him immune so long as he has fat to mix with it. This is not a "my immune system is so strong" immunity, it's just not getting to anywhere it can cause any harm.*
"Ah. Would it hurt you if I burned it?" She notices the trail of oil he was leaving. "I was hoping to clear some, but I don't want to cause any more harm."
"Please do not. It needs to naturally grow" She said, waving a hand. A cane forms in it, made of cubic black class with the top being a carved cubic creation made of tiny cubes. A book forms on the table, made from stitched black leather and black paper pages.
The blight is still taking over the forests, spreading like veins over the ground and killing off the vegetation. The animals and people continue to attack each other and spread the infection. Stroth sits at the center of it all, sipping her tea happily and taking notes.
Yuri, being directly linked to the forest, has become half-infected. Glowing orange veins cover her skin, she is acting more feral than usual. Flowers, similar to the blight ones have replaced her laurel crown, glowing as they feed off her just like the death in the forest.
Spice is watching the blight from the roof of the tavern, her eyes narrowed.
*All toxins and diseases that make contact with him, enter him, or otherwise effect him are excreted as oil, making him immune so long as he has fat to mix with it. This is not a "my immune system is so strong" immunity, it's just not getting to anywhere it can cause any harm.*
"Ah. Would it hurt you if I burned it?" She notices the trail of oil he was leaving. "I was hoping to clear some, but I don't want to cause any more harm."
"Please do not. It needs to naturally grow" She said, waving a hand. A cane forms in it, made of cubic black class with the top being a carved cubic creation made of tiny cubes. A book forms on the table, made from stitched black leather and black paper pages.
"Why? It doesn't seem to make things better for anyone. Science is meant to assist humanity, and I'm not seeing that here." He looks inside the teapot.
The blight is still taking over the forests, spreading like veins over the ground and killing off the vegetation. The animals and people continue to attack each other and spread the infection. Stroth sits at the center of it all, sipping her tea happily and taking notes.
Yuri, being directly linked to the forest, has become half-infected. Glowing orange veins cover her skin, she is acting more feral than usual. Flowers, similar to the blight ones have replaced her laurel crown, glowing as they feed off her just like the death in the forest.
Spice is watching the blight from the roof of the tavern, her eyes narrowed.
Small drones are scanning and collecting samples of the blight
As they try to touch the blight, it suddenly grows aggravated and tries to pull the drones down.
The drone that is pulled down makes a loud alarm noise
Stroth walks over to it and grins, her smile too big and has too many teeth. She crushes it under her heel [STR: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.]
(try again)
STR: 19
The drone sparks as it is crushed, prompting several more to fly closer to her
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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
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)
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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
She chuckles and watches this, writing it down "I am! Very observant! I am it actually, or should I say it is me?"
*For every step he takes, I am going to need you to roll CON.*
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
*All toxins and diseases that make contact with him, enter him, or otherwise effect him are excreted as oil, making him immune so long as he has fat to mix with it. This is not a "my immune system is so strong" immunity, it's just not getting to anywhere it can cause any harm.*
"Ah. Would it hurt you if I burned it?" She notices the trail of oil he was leaving. "I was hoping to clear some, but I don't want to cause any more harm."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Who? There's a deity around here?"
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)
"Wow. Seems interesting."
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)
*Anybody want to rp?*
(sure)
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
*Sure!*
Prospero is chaining up those infected by the Blight.
Felix is trying to cook Blighted entities.
Oswald is watching as constructs build walls to contain the spread. He's stuck in his fortified factory.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
STR: 22
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
"Please do not. It needs to naturally grow" She said, waving a hand. A cane forms in it, made of cubic black class with the top being a carved cubic creation made of tiny cubes. A book forms on the table, made from stitched black leather and black paper 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
*Good hellos, i'm back*
Georgie is hiding from the infected in the tavern, looking for his friends
Tycho is heading towards the woman he saw when the infected first showed up
The blight is still taking over the forests, spreading like veins over the ground and killing off the vegetation. The animals and people continue to attack each other and spread the infection. Stroth sits at the center of it all, sipping her tea happily and taking notes.
Yuri, being directly linked to the forest, has become half-infected. Glowing orange veins cover her skin, she is acting more feral than usual. Flowers, similar to the blight ones have replaced her laurel crown, glowing as they feed off her just like the death in the forest.
Spice is watching the blight from the roof of the tavern, her eyes narrowed.
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
Stroth waves to him, grinning. Her smile is too big, with too many teeth.
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? It doesn't seem to make things better for anyone. Science is meant to assist humanity, and I'm not seeing that here." He looks inside the teapot.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The drone sparks as it is crushed, prompting several more to fly closer to her
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 assuming this is to georgie*
He flinches back, hugging his plush tight
*wait what's this blight thing?*
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)