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
Thirteen is indexing every part of his journal to find a potential lead for a cure.
Mauric is writing at the bar, seemingly very impassioned about what he’s writing.
Loriche is making a really big shield, akin to those used by Athenians.
Felix walks up, the soft cloth of his clothes torn to reveal sturdy metal armor. He carries bottles of some sort of multicolored jelly with gems floating in it. He slides one toward Mauric. "Hey. You stayin' safe, man?"
Thirteen is indexing every part of his journal to find a potential lead for a cure.
Mauric is writing at the bar, seemingly very impassioned about what he’s writing.
Loriche is making a really big shield, akin to those used by Athenians.
Felix walks up, the soft cloth of his clothes torn to reveal sturdy metal armor. He carries bottles of some sort of multicolored jelly with gems floating in it. He slides one toward Mauric. "Hey. You stayin' safe, man?"
Mauric immediately flips the paper over. “Yeah. Just figured I should stay inside until this blows over. You?”
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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.
Felix walks up, the soft cloth of his clothes torn to reveal sturdy metal armor. He carries bottles of some sort of multicolored jelly with gems floating in it. He slides one toward Mauric. "Hey. You stayin' safe, man?"
Mauric immediately flips the paper over. “Yeah. Just figured I should stay inside until this blows over. You?”
Felix is too short to really see what's on the paper anyway. "I've been sanctifying the area. The Blight is forbidden from entering, at least for a while. It's pretty bad out there. It's good that you're staying inside. If you die before our match, I'll do revive you, slap you so hard you die again, then revive you a second time."
Felix walks up, the soft cloth of his clothes torn to reveal sturdy metal armor. He carries bottles of some sort of multicolored jelly with gems floating in it. He slides one toward Mauric. "Hey. You stayin' safe, man?"
Mauric immediately flips the paper over. “Yeah. Just figured I should stay inside until this blows over. You?”
Felix is too short to really see what's on the paper anyway. "I've been sanctifying the area. The Blight is forbidden from entering, at least for a while. It's pretty bad out there. It's good that you're staying inside. If you die before our match, I'll do revive you, slap you so hard you die again, then revive you a second time."
Mauric laughs a little, sets down his pencil, and examines the bottle. “What’s in this?”
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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.
Felix is too short to really see what's on the paper anyway. "I've been sanctifying the area. The Blight is forbidden from entering, at least for a while. It's pretty bad out there. It's good that you're staying inside. If you die before our match, I'll do revive you, slap you so hard you die again, then revive you a second time."
Mauric laughs a little, sets down his pencil, and examines the bottle. “What’s in this?”
"Gourmet Holy Water. It's filled with all sorts of holy elements, including sugar, salt, mint, and alcohol. The gems are from treasure insects, so they're soft and sweet. It's potent stuff on its own, but when you get a cleric to bless it, especially a Gourmet Cleric like me, it becomes even stronger than normal holy water. It's only good for sanctifying and purifying, notably. It can drive back the impure, but not hurt them. Most undead can drink this stuff, even, but if you use it to ward an area it becomes cripplingly difficult to even throw a punch. The infected touched by it just... wait for something. Some sit down, some leave, some just stand there. They respond to stimuli, but they don't seem to have a drive to do anything in particular."
Felix is too short to really see what's on the paper anyway. "I've been sanctifying the area. The Blight is forbidden from entering, at least for a while. It's pretty bad out there. It's good that you're staying inside. If you die before our match, I'll do revive you, slap you so hard you die again, then revive you a second time."
Mauric laughs a little, sets down his pencil, and examines the bottle. “What’s in this?”
"Gourmet Holy Water. It's filled with all sorts of holy elements, including sugar, salt, mint, and alcohol. The gems are from treasure insects, so they're soft and sweet. It's potent stuff on its own, but when you get a cleric to bless it, especially a Gourmet Cleric like me, it becomes even stronger than normal holy water. It's only good for sanctifying and purifying, notably. It can drive back the impure, but not hurt them. Most undead can drink this stuff, even, but if you use it to ward an area it becomes cripplingly difficult to even throw a punch. The infected touched by it just... wait for something. Some sit down, some leave, some just stand there. They respond to stimuli, but they don't seem to have a drive to do anything in particular."
Sir William is lounging on the bar after studying a book on large-scale evocation.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
"Gourmet Holy Water. It's filled with all sorts of holy elements, including sugar, salt, mint, and alcohol. The gems are from treasure insects, so they're soft and sweet. It's potent stuff on its own, but when you get a cleric to bless it, especially a Gourmet Cleric like me, it becomes even stronger than normal holy water. It's only good for sanctifying and purifying, notably. It can drive back the impure, but not hurt them. Most undead can drink this stuff, even, but if you use it to ward an area it becomes cripplingly difficult to even throw a punch. The infected touched by it just... wait for something. Some sit down, some leave, some just stand there. They respond to stimuli, but they don't seem to have a drive to do anything in particular."
Felix smiles. "Thanks. I like to use this stuff in sorbet, and it looks incredible. We Gourmet Faithful usually have our own additives, but the important part is that it used to be something else. Theoretically, I could use a loaf of sourdough to kill a ghost if I believe in it, but we don't actually have a thing against undead, believe it or not. We kinda vibe with them. Anything that lives and/or grows deserves some love, you know? It just so happens that undead have some evil tendencies because of the negative energy inside them, so we try and lull them back to eternal sleep. It's hard to do it without hurting them."
"Gourmet Holy Water. It's filled with all sorts of holy elements, including sugar, salt, mint, and alcohol. The gems are from treasure insects, so they're soft and sweet. It's potent stuff on its own, but when you get a cleric to bless it, especially a Gourmet Cleric like me, it becomes even stronger than normal holy water. It's only good for sanctifying and purifying, notably. It can drive back the impure, but not hurt them. Most undead can drink this stuff, even, but if you use it to ward an area it becomes cripplingly difficult to even throw a punch. The infected touched by it just... wait for something. Some sit down, some leave, some just stand there. They respond to stimuli, but they don't seem to have a drive to do anything in particular."
Felix smiles. "Thanks. I like to use this stuff in sorbet, and it looks incredible. We Gourmet Faithful usually have our own additives, but the important part is that it used to be something else. Theoretically, I could use a loaf of sourdough to kill a ghost if I believe in it, but we don't actually have a thing against undead, believe it or not. We kinda vibe with them. Anything that lives and/or grows deserves some love, you know? It just so happens that undead have some evil tendencies because of the negative energy inside them, so we try and lull them back to eternal sleep. It's hard to do it without hurting them."
“All the stuff you tell me about your gourmet religion is so fascinating.”
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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.
*The blue lights from your phone/computer will just make it harder.*
*I have the blue light filter on my phone to turn it amber. The reason I can't sleep is because I have a kitten to take care of.*
*I see. Well, while I love to RP with you, shouldn't you be focused on your kitten?*
*He is napping now. He is three weeks old and me and my friend found him on the road. He is black and white and COVERED in fleas. We are thinking he was abandoned. I already fed him a bottle of cat milk (thank god I had some left over from one of my cats).*
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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*…well… that was something.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(where do you find these)
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
*anywayyyyy*
Thirteen is indexing every part of his journal to find a potential lead for a cure.
Mauric is writing at the bar, seemingly very impassioned about what he’s writing.
Loriche is making a really big shield, akin to those used by Athenians.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Felix walks up, the soft cloth of his clothes torn to reveal sturdy metal armor. He carries bottles of some sort of multicolored jelly with gems floating in it. He slides one toward Mauric. "Hey. You stayin' safe, man?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Mauric immediately flips the paper over. “Yeah. Just figured I should stay inside until this blows over. You?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Felix is too short to really see what's on the paper anyway. "I've been sanctifying the area. The Blight is forbidden from entering, at least for a while. It's pretty bad out there. It's good that you're staying inside. If you die before our match, I'll do revive you, slap you so hard you die again, then revive you a second time."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Mauric laughs a little, sets down his pencil, and examines the bottle. “What’s in this?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Gourmet Holy Water. It's filled with all sorts of holy elements, including sugar, salt, mint, and alcohol. The gems are from treasure insects, so they're soft and sweet. It's potent stuff on its own, but when you get a cleric to bless it, especially a Gourmet Cleric like me, it becomes even stronger than normal holy water. It's only good for sanctifying and purifying, notably. It can drive back the impure, but not hurt them. Most undead can drink this stuff, even, but if you use it to ward an area it becomes cripplingly difficult to even throw a punch. The infected touched by it just... wait for something. Some sit down, some leave, some just stand there. They respond to stimuli, but they don't seem to have a drive to do anything in particular."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Mauric looks impressed. “That’s really interesting.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Sir William is lounging on the bar after studying a book on large-scale evocation.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
Felix smiles. "Thanks. I like to use this stuff in sorbet, and it looks incredible. We Gourmet Faithful usually have our own additives, but the important part is that it used to be something else. Theoretically, I could use a loaf of sourdough to kill a ghost if I believe in it, but we don't actually have a thing against undead, believe it or not. We kinda vibe with them. Anything that lives and/or grows deserves some love, you know? It just so happens that undead have some evil tendencies because of the negative energy inside them, so we try and lull them back to eternal sleep. It's hard to do it without hurting them."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*goooooooooooooooooooooooood...... I am tired.*
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
*Then eep*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I can't...*
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
*The blue lights from your phone/computer will just make it harder.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I have the blue light filter on my phone to turn it amber. The reason I can't sleep is because I have a kitten to take care of.*
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 see. Well, while I love to RP with you, shouldn't you be focused on your kitten?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“All the stuff you tell me about your gourmet religion is so fascinating.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*He is napping now. He is three weeks old and me and my friend found him on the road. He is black and white and COVERED in fleas. We are thinking he was abandoned. I already fed him a bottle of cat milk (thank god I had some left over from one of my cats).*
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
*off to hoco wish me many lucks*
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)