*pretty good woke up early thus morning to do stuffs, mostly gonna be on here tho*
(nice)
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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
"You're vile. You're not seriously thinking killing you is worth my time, are you?" His voice suddenly changes to a deep, drawling Yorkshire accent. He turns, revealing his glowing red eyes. "No. What I'm going to is kill the man you're hunting. The one who killed your daughter. And you'll never know. You'll spend the rest of your life looking, hoping to avenge your daughter, only to die without fulfilling the one task that would ever bring you satisfaction. That. That would be worth my time. Prospero loved you. Believed in you. Gave you all the care in the world like a (GP)ing moron. But you don't want a hero. You want What We Deserve. You want someone who wants to ruin your life. Someone who would have gladly killed your daughter himself just to shut you the (GP) up."
He lunges, grabbing Shredder's throat and slamming him to a nearby tree.
Attack: 57 Damage: 314
"You don't deserve love. If you want something in this world, you gotta eaaaarn it. Be a reeeeal man. You didn't earn Splinter. You didn't earn Karai. So I'm taking them both. I'm going to show you a little trick Prospero has been putting off. Dying alone and afraid."
He is slammed into the tree, the tree practically explodes on contact, his armor warps but does not break, and by such an incredible stretch of the human body, he remains conscious. He silently stands up, and begins to take off all of his armor, leaving only his gi, helm, his bleeding and broken flesh, and his gauntlets. Tears are rolling down his eyes as he looks into theirs "I understand what I deserve, Prospero is a fool for thinking I deserved any better. I have stopped being afraid of dying alone a long time ago. You are not facing a broken warrior, you are facing the Shredder." He britzes forward with strength he shouldn't have, striking with far too many blows to be human at all, something leaking from his hands, the steel claws replaced with bone ones(Damage reduction is halved, Super Shredder's claws). To hit 3334413639372528312423232333303336282923322530 Damage:20+1820+1515+1816+915+1217+1415+1018+1923+1718+620+2018+1624+1421+1820+1416+1223+1515+1222+2016+1524+2122+1221+15, 3 Piercing damage on each
*We continuing this?*
*Yup. Cool.*
Prospero seems barely scratched (total damage after Regen was 19). Not even phased. "You are as worthless as you've ever been. Your death will amount to the same as your life: a zero sum. I will personally make sure that once I'm done, you have everything you deserve. Back then you still had your health, your rage, anything to keep you going. You will die not of injury, but of despair. Your fear will not be of dying, but of having nothing to die for."
He turns to leave.
His bone claws disappear as he looks at his bloody hands. He trembles, not only with fury, but with regret. He knows what this rage inside Prospero said is true, with nothing to die for, he has nothing to live for, and without anything to live for, he is nothing at all. He has faced a foe that knows how to break him without throwing a single punch, and with that he just slumps to the ground, unable to stand, to move, to do anything other than stare into the distance and look back on every mistake he has dared to make.
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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.'
*Insane that i have different categories for Immortal beings*
(I don't see an issue with that)
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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
(Hewwo!!! :3 Take your pick of goobers today! One's a new flavor!) *Someone is walking through town, looking AGAIN for the thing they need. Thankfully, this time, they have a lead. They are in a grey and purple coat.* *Another person is taking a look at the wanted board. A green streak is visible in their hair, with a currently undecipherable pattern. They are in an outfit you'd see on a duelist swashbuckling the merry seas.* *And someone is gnawing on some meat on a flank at a butchers. They wear rusty armor.*
*Hmm, I'm feeling all of them.*
What appears to be a scruffy skinny Japanese teenager is also walking around, their t shirt covered in stains, including blood and organ matter.
An armored person walks in, leather armor and a breastplate, a shortsword to their side, absolutely covered in blood, smelling of blood, sweat, and death. Their face is hidden by a steel helm, they approach the board.
A man in a white shirt and parachute pants is walking around, a large mop over their shoulder, their eyes bizzare indeed.
(How Daring!) *The stranger just attempts to ignore them, as he looks. He finds the hilt of a blade, and IMMEDIATELY runs to it to take a look.*
*The other man attempts to slide away to give them a spot in the crowd. He puts his hand on his weapon just in case.*
*They look confused, and give a slight grunt, then keep gnawing.*
The teen looks like an animal, like their is no sentience behind their eyes, and they seem to have a moving orange plush on their shoulder.
He reaches up a bloody hand and picks up a wanted paper about some goblin village, muttering a deep, very insane voice "Goblins?"
They walk over to them, as something approaches them both, a shambling creature, it appears human.
*He picks it up, and GLEAMS. His snout is visible, as he grins. He seems happy.*
*The guy just kinda backs up, fearful of them. He is wary of their insanity. But could that help him?*
*He looks on. He is a dragonborn barbarian. He looks at both of these new strangers, finishing off his flank.*
Suddenly there is a blade at the snout of the person, or rather many blades, as the teen's arm has sprouted a chainsaw blade.
He takes everything on the wall related to goblins before sitting down, and beginning to clean the blood off of himself.
The thing continues to shamble and the man approaches. The man touches the creatures chest softly, and it promptly explodes, killing it instantly.
"A-" *He attempts to back up, via holding HIS first blade to the chainsaw, and hitting his back with the other one. His grip tightens on his belongings. He worked so hard to find it. He can't lose it now! His friend would laugh!*
*He just looks dumbfounded, thinking to himself.* *"THIS GUY IS CRAZY! How many is he going to take on!?"*
(Which one? The guy that approached mine, or mine itself?*
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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...
His bone claws disappear as he looks at his bloody hands. He trembles, not only with fury, but with regret. He knows what this rage inside Prospero said is true, with nothing to die for, he has nothing to live for, and without anything to live for, he is nothing at all. He has faced a foe that knows how to break him without throwing a single punch, and with that he just slumps to the ground, unable to stand, to move, to do anything other than stare into the distance and look back on every mistake he has dared to make.
*I did it! I won!*
*I'm the hero here!*
*I should mention, the rage, known as What We Deserve, is based a bit on Homelander. It's just the worst.*
*Insane that i have different categories for Immortal beings*
*organization only indicates insanity sometimes*
*I am going to burn myself while nailed to a stake.*
(maybe you shouldn't do that?)
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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-" *He attempts to back up, via holding HIS first blade to the chainsaw, and hitting his back with the other one. His grip tightens on his belongings. He worked so hard to find it. He can't lose it now! His friend would laugh!*
*He just looks dumbfounded, thinking to himself.* *"THIS GUY IS CRAZY! How many is he going to take on!?"*
(Which one? The guy that approached mine, or mine itself?*
When he looks back to the teen his face and other arm also have chainsaws on them, his speaks like a crazy person "What kind of devil are you?"
He looks the guy in the eyes, speaking in the same voice "What? Did you want to kill some goblins too?"
*Not yours. I wouldn't kill your character out of nowhere.*
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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.'
*Insane that i have different categories for Immortal beings*
*organization only indicates insanity sometimes*
*I am going to burn myself while nailed to a stake.*
(maybe you shouldn't do that?)
*Time to jump in a lake with stones.*
(but why though)
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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
*Insane that i have different categories for Immortal beings*
*organization only indicates insanity sometimes*
*I am going to burn myself while nailed to a stake.*
(maybe you shouldn't do that?)
*Time to jump in a lake with stones.*
*Don't even joke about that, and definitely do not do that for real.*
* I literally spend my hours doing nothing but D&D, making up stories and getting lost in my own little world when I should be doing my literal job and other stuff.*
(nice)
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
*Insane that i have different categories for Immortal beings*
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
His bone claws disappear as he looks at his bloody hands. He trembles, not only with fury, but with regret. He knows what this rage inside Prospero said is true, with nothing to die for, he has nothing to live for, and without anything to live for, he is nothing at all. He has faced a foe that knows how to break him without throwing a single punch, and with that he just slumps to the ground, unable to stand, to move, to do anything other than stare into the distance and look back on every mistake he has dared to make.
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.)
*What is this? It looks cool.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(I don't see an issue with that)
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
*organization only indicates insanity sometimes*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(*Vampire screams of intense fear-I love Melty Blood jokes lmao. Anyways, hello!)
"A-" *He attempts to back up, via holding HIS first blade to the chainsaw, and hitting his back with the other one. His grip tightens on his belongings. He worked so hard to find it. He can't lose it now! His friend would laugh!*
*He just looks dumbfounded, thinking to himself.*
*"THIS GUY IS CRAZY! How many is he going to take on!?"*
(Which one? The guy that approached mine, or mine itself?*
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
*Different subsects of Immortal Beings from different pieces of characters.*
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 am going to burn myself while nailed to a stake.*
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 did it! I won!*
*I'm the hero here!*
*I should mention, the rage, known as What We Deserve, is based a bit on Homelander. It's just the worst.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(maybe you shouldn't do that?)
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
*that's neat, this probably means I'm also coo coo*
*Time to jump in a lake with stones.*
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 still need to add more to it.*
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
*Don't even joke about that, and definitely do not do that for real.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
When he looks back to the teen his face and other arm also have chainsaws on them, his speaks like a crazy person "What kind of devil are you?"
He looks the guy in the eyes, speaking in the same voice "What? Did you want to kill some goblins too?"
*Not yours. I wouldn't kill your character out of nowhere.*
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.)
*hbu? :>*
(but why though)
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 literally spend my hours doing nothing but D&D, making up stories and getting lost in my own little world when I should be doing my literal job and other stuff.*
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
*Not good.*
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