He looks at it, greatly impressed. “You put a lot of money into that, huh? I know she’ll love it.”
The bullet hits her forehead but only just slightly dents the metal. However, the force is enough to punch through the foremost layers of Loriche’s head. “OW!” She howls, putting a hand to her head. “Why would you do that?!” When she opens her eyes, she can’t find him.
He rubs his head "All my money and most of my adventuring gear for it. I hope she does." He laughs a bit.
His voice comes from the woods, although she doesn't know where from "You shot a bolt of [gp]ing lightning at me. Don't pretend you are the one wronged here."
“I know you’re gonna be a great husband. I’ll help you guys however I can. By the way, what’s the, uh, collar about?”
“I knew it wouldn’t kill you! Don’t be such a baby. Plus, I have some healing powers anyway. It wouldn’t make much of a difference if I went a little overboard.”
He coughs and shakes his head "That's... one of those things you know?" He does not elaborate farther than that, just changing the subject "Anyway, I was thinking the wedding would be somewhere rural you know? Something simple."
"You almost blasted through my chest!" He says from the forest "They didn't need that money anyway, why don't you let me steal in peace?"
Mauric raises an eyebrow but doesn’t press the point. “That sounds nice. There’s probably tons of great venues around here.”
“Oh quit being a little [gp] and just give me the money. Or are you gonna fight me back?” She taunts him.
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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.
"N-no! You don't understand! I'm a monster! I lie, I cheat, I steal! You'll hate me if you see me." The creature backs up, still hidden despite the very, very short distance between the two. "Everyone does. Good people hate me the most. They trust me, and then they find out their trust was misplaced, and it hurts. I don't want to hurt you."
He walks farther "My father is a mass murdering dragon, and so is my aunt. I love them both with all my heart, and trust them just as much. No matter what you do I won't hate you, I won't even dislike you. Bad people do bad things and call them good, you're not a bad person." He sits down on the ground in front of them "All you need to do is let me trust you."
The "child" suddenly speaks in a different voice, that of a bass singer overwhelmed by grief. "You'd believe anything I tell you?" The presence grows, and finally Rag can see what he's talking to. It's almost as big as he is, and armored by the darkness. It's a monster of the purest manifestation. A nightmare's nightmare. So archetypically scary that it would be almost laughable. "You'd believe anything I show you? Knowing what I am?" It takes another step back. "I am not a being to be trusted. Even the heroes hate me. Are you a hero, Rag? Could you possibly care for a demon, one that reads thoughts and steals them to feed its vile horde? I can hope, but I doubt I could ever believe."
He looks at it, greatly impressed. “You put a lot of money into that, huh? I know she’ll love it.”
The bullet hits her forehead but only just slightly dents the metal. However, the force is enough to punch through the foremost layers of Loriche’s head. “OW!” She howls, putting a hand to her head. “Why would you do that?!” When she opens her eyes, she can’t find him.
He rubs his head "All my money and most of my adventuring gear for it. I hope she does." He laughs a bit.
His voice comes from the woods, although she doesn't know where from "You shot a bolt of [gp]ing lightning at me. Don't pretend you are the one wronged here."
“I know you’re gonna be a great husband. I’ll help you guys however I can. By the way, what’s the, uh, collar about?”
“I knew it wouldn’t kill you! Don’t be such a baby. Plus, I have some healing powers anyway. It wouldn’t make much of a difference if I went a little overboard.”
He coughs and shakes his head "That's... one of those things you know?" He does not elaborate farther than that, just changing the subject "Anyway, I was thinking the wedding would be somewhere rural you know? Something simple."
"You almost blasted through my chest!" He says from the forest "They didn't need that money anyway, why don't you let me steal in peace?"
Mauric raises an eyebrow but doesn’t press the point. “That sounds nice. There’s probably tons of great venues around here.”
“Oh quit being a little [gp] and just give me the money. Or are you gonna fight me back?” She taunts him.
"I'd imagine so. Maybe I'll build some permanent residence here, instead of just living in the tavern." He says.
He jumps out of the bushes to shoot her in the chest before jumping back into them "You [gp]." To hit:15 Damage:8 Stealth:23
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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.'
"N-no! You don't understand! I'm a monster! I lie, I cheat, I steal! You'll hate me if you see me." The creature backs up, still hidden despite the very, very short distance between the two. "Everyone does. Good people hate me the most. They trust me, and then they find out their trust was misplaced, and it hurts. I don't want to hurt you."
He walks farther "My father is a mass murdering dragon, and so is my aunt. I love them both with all my heart, and trust them just as much. No matter what you do I won't hate you, I won't even dislike you. Bad people do bad things and call them good, you're not a bad person." He sits down on the ground in front of them "All you need to do is let me trust you."
The "child" suddenly speaks in a different voice, that of a bass singer overwhelmed by grief. "You'd believe anything I tell you?" The presence grows, and finally Rag can see what he's talking to. It's almost as big as he is, and armored by the darkness. It's a monster of the purest manifestation. A nightmare's nightmare. So archetypically scary that it would be almost laughable. "You'd believe anything I show you? Knowing what I am?" It takes another step back. "I am not a being to be trusted. Even the heroes hate me. Are you a hero, Rag? Could you possibly care for a demon, one that reads thoughts and steals them to feed its vile horde? I can hope, but I doubt I could ever believe."
Rag takes a deep breath and stands up, cracking his neck as he begins to grow farther, his voice growing more guttural as his frame begins to crack the walls, his heat growing hot enough to melt them back together "I am no hero, I am no monster, I am something far worse than demons and devils alike." He then takes a deep breath, shrinking back down to his regular, although still colossal height "I am Ragnerious, grandson of Ragnaris, and I am willing to care for all, no matter their position."
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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.'
He looks at it, greatly impressed. “You put a lot of money into that, huh? I know she’ll love it.”
The bullet hits her forehead but only just slightly dents the metal. However, the force is enough to punch through the foremost layers of Loriche’s head. “OW!” She howls, putting a hand to her head. “Why would you do that?!” When she opens her eyes, she can’t find him.
He rubs his head "All my money and most of my adventuring gear for it. I hope she does." He laughs a bit.
His voice comes from the woods, although she doesn't know where from "You shot a bolt of [gp]ing lightning at me. Don't pretend you are the one wronged here."
“I know you’re gonna be a great husband. I’ll help you guys however I can. By the way, what’s the, uh, collar about?”
“I knew it wouldn’t kill you! Don’t be such a baby. Plus, I have some healing powers anyway. It wouldn’t make much of a difference if I went a little overboard.”
He coughs and shakes his head "That's... one of those things you know?" He does not elaborate farther than that, just changing the subject "Anyway, I was thinking the wedding would be somewhere rural you know? Something simple."
"You almost blasted through my chest!" He says from the forest "They didn't need that money anyway, why don't you let me steal in peace?"
Mauric raises an eyebrow but doesn’t press the point. “That sounds nice. There’s probably tons of great venues around here.”
“Oh quit being a little [gp] and just give me the money. Or are you gonna fight me back?” She taunts him.
"I'd imagine so. Maybe I'll build some permanent residence here, instead of just living in the tavern." He says.
He jumps out of the bushes to shoot her in the chest before jumping back into them "You [gp]." To hit:21 Damage:15 Stealth:13
“Until I can get a different job, I’m probably gonna stay here.” Mauric says passively. “But if you spent all your money on the ring, how will you afford land deeds?”
The bullet misses just barely. Loriche runs after him and attempts to grapple him. “Nice try.” Strength: 13
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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.
“Until I can get a different job, I’m probably gonna stay here.” Mauric says passively. “But if you spent all your money on the ring, how will you afford land deeds?”
The bullet misses just barely. Loriche runs after him and attempts to grapple him. “Nice try.” Strength: 13
"If I'm going to be honest, I am willing to go into debt for a happy family." He says with another chuckle "But that doesn't sound like a good idea now that I say it out loud."
He tries to push her off of him "What''s your problem lady?!" Strength Contest:9
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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.'
*Yea*
Georgie is making a large doll
Marcy is grabbing a drink for shade
Marcy heads inside and eventually comes back out with a mug
Shade purrs and start drinking. As she does her eyes start to unfocus
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
Marcy watches curiously, "Interesting"
Shade hiccups as she finishes the drink. "mor."
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
She nods, grabbing another mug from the tavern
Mauric raises an eyebrow but doesn’t press the point. “That sounds nice. There’s probably tons of great venues around here.”
“Oh quit being a little [gp] and just give me the money. Or are you gonna fight me back?” She taunts him.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*you're going to make her sick. she is a lightweight*
Shade hiccups into her drink but keeps drinking
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
The "child" suddenly speaks in a different voice, that of a bass singer overwhelmed by grief. "You'd believe anything I tell you?" The presence grows, and finally Rag can see what he's talking to. It's almost as big as he is, and armored by the darkness. It's a monster of the purest manifestation. A nightmare's nightmare. So archetypically scary that it would be almost laughable. "You'd believe anything I show you? Knowing what I am?" It takes another step back. "I am not a being to be trusted. Even the heroes hate me. Are you a hero, Rag? Could you possibly care for a demon, one that reads thoughts and steals them to feed its vile horde? I can hope, but I doubt I could ever believe."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I'd imagine so. Maybe I'll build some permanent residence here, instead of just living in the tavern." He says.
He jumps out of the bushes to shoot her in the chest before jumping back into them "You [gp]." To hit:15 Damage:8 Stealth:23
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.)
*anybody wish to rp?*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Marcy doesn't know that, but i'll keep that in mind*
"So what does that drink do?"
Shade coughs "dono. good though. mor?"
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
She pats their head lightly, "YOu shouldn't drink too much liquid"
Rag takes a deep breath and stands up, cracking his neck as he begins to grow farther, his voice growing more guttural as his frame begins to crack the walls, his heat growing hot enough to melt them back together "I am no hero, I am no monster, I am something far worse than demons and devils alike." He then takes a deep breath, shrinking back down to his regular, although still colossal height "I am Ragnerious, grandson of Ragnaris, and I am willing to care for all, no matter their position."
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.)
Shade digs her claws into the dirt. "mor!"
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
"No, i think you've had enough"
Shade narrows her eyes and then blinks slowly. "on mor?"
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
“Until I can get a different job, I’m probably gonna stay here.” Mauric says passively. “But if you spent all your money on the ring, how will you afford land deeds?”
The bullet misses just barely. Loriche runs after him and attempts to grapple him. “Nice try.” Strength: 13
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"If I'm going to be honest, I am willing to go into debt for a happy family." He says with another chuckle "But that doesn't sound like a good idea now that I say it out loud."
He tries to push her off of him "What''s your problem lady?!" Strength Contest:9
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.)