Stroth is beating the living crud out of a demon who decided to pick a fight with her. She has her teeth sunk it's neck, flinging it around like a dog would to prey. *I'm so normal about this character.*
Ichigo is sharpening his sword, grumbling to himself about how cold it is outside.
Scott is having a nap at the booth table in the tavern.
A taller, medium-build woman with rosy complexion, and a befreckled face, sits down at a table and puts her bag down. The clink of potions is heard. She takes off her round lenses glasses and begins to clean flecks of blood off of the lenses, as well as polishing the gold and spruce frames. Her hair is long, light pink, and curly, falling about 6 inches past her shoulders. Her clothes are dark, pristine, and baggy. On her bags, the shape of the birthmark which rests on the back of her left lat, a star, is engraved.
*She could be black...*
*Make her a black queen bro, you will have my allegiance if you do bro.*
Stroth is beating the living crud out of a demon who decided to pick a fight with her. She has her teeth sunk it's neck, flinging it around like a dog would to prey. *I'm so normal about this character.*
Ichigo is sharpening his sword, grumbling to himself about how cold it is outside.
Some kid watching them absolutely destroy this guy, Gon silently watches, his legs crossed and smile on his face as he just watches, seemingly not concerned about the guy’s health or her’s.
The Bounty Hunter walks past them, dragging a body bag with something moving inside.
A taller, medium-build woman with rosy complexion, and a befreckled face, sits down at a table and puts her bag down. The clink of potions is heard. She takes off her round lenses glasses and begins to clean flecks of blood off of the lenses, as well as polishing the gold and spruce frames. Her hair is long, light pink, and curly, falling about 6 inches past her shoulders. Her clothes are dark, pristine, and baggy. On her bags, the shape of the birthmark which rests on the back of her left lat, a star, is engraved.
*She could be black...*
*Make her a black queen bro, you will have my allegiance if you do bro.*
*Waiting for fry's reaction before I confirm. there needs to somebody to talk to her, get the lore going*
*What do you mean you need my reaction?*
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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)
Stroth is beating the living crud out of a demon who decided to pick a fight with her. She has her teeth sunk it's neck, flinging it around like a dog would to prey. *I'm so normal about this character.*
Ichigo is sharpening his sword, grumbling to himself about how cold it is outside.
Some kid watching them absolutely destroy this guy, Gon silently watches, his legs crossed and smile on his face as he just watches, seemingly not concerned about the guy’s health or her’s.
The Bounty Hunter walks past them, dragging a body bag with something moving inside.
She looks over and drops it, raising a brow "You want to hit him to?"
Ichigo looks up, his eyes flaring "You.. killed.. innocent?.."
“Ma’am, I’m engaged. I’m also gay. You should know better.” He says nonchalantly, taking the flagon.
You turn completely invisible. Klei sits up. “You were?”
"Not in a weird way. Maybe lad woulda been better."
She walks up to him, kinda in his face, before turning the ring back, handing him the sword. "yes!"
“Thanks for clarifying.” He takes a long swig.
He takes it, just slightly blushing. “Oh… why?”
"Yup. Now, do something for me, would ya?"
She shakes her head a bit violently. "I. Don't. Know. I thought you would but then I look at your stupid, beautiful face and realize you have just as much of a clue as I do as to why i'm here. But you're the reason. I followed you here 'causeathat damn thing" She gestures to the sword.
“…sure, whatever.”
Klei holds up the blade. “Were you gonna try and steal it?”
She sets a hot plate of food down in front of him. Some sort of rice dish "it's my new recipe, wanna see if its good before I add it to the menu"
"Nuh-uh. I don't wield swords..Wait, whats your surname?"
“Awesome!” Mauric takes out his sampling fork and tries it eagerly.
“Baraleye. It’s Tilócan.”
"Tell me what ya think" She says, smiling warmly
"Ohh, Klei Tilócan. Riiiight. So, it's the prophesy, got it."
His face brightens as he tastes it. “This is really good! You’re a great chef!”
“What? No. My last name is Baraleye. I’m from Tilóca. Tilócan is my nationality. I’m half-drow and stuff.”
"Thank you, truly. So, this is going on the menu."
"Ohhh, oh... Well, nevertheless, It's you! thats why i followed you! You're Him."
“Yeah. People need to eat this!” He’s clearly very happy with these results.
“Him?? Prophecy???”
"Thanks for helping me, (I wanna say Mauric?)" She smiles warmly, sitting down, and then leaning over the counter, panting slightly.
"In my tribe, there's a prophecy that one of us will be chosen by the fates to follow and serve the Wielder. The Wielder takes different forms through the generations, but is always a Baraleye, and always has an interesting sword." She is rubbing her paws together, mind completely rocked
*JOBAH*
“Are you alright?” He says, concerned.
Klei looks skeptical. “That doesn’t sound right. Where are you from again?”
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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.
*For salem* A harpy wildly runs circles around her
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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)
Stroth is beating the living crud out of a demon who decided to pick a fight with her. She has her teeth sunk it's neck, flinging it around like a dog would to prey. *I'm so normal about this character.*
Ichigo is sharpening his sword, grumbling to himself about how cold it is outside.
Some kid watching them absolutely destroy this guy, Gon silently watches, his legs crossed and smile on his face as he just watches, seemingly not concerned about the guy’s health or her’s.
The Bounty Hunter walks past them, dragging a body bag with something moving inside.
She looks over and drops it, raising a brow "You want to hit him to?"
Ichigo looks up, his eyes flaring "You.. killed.. innocent?.."
He shakes his head “I don’t know who that guy is.” He is eating a fish fillet as he watches the beat down.
The Bounty Hunter turns his head, then points to the bag “Criminal.”
Stroth is beating the living crud out of a demon who decided to pick a fight with her. She has her teeth sunk it's neck, flinging it around like a dog would to prey. *I'm so normal about this character.*
Ichigo is sharpening his sword, grumbling to himself about how cold it is outside.
Some kid watching them absolutely destroy this guy, Gon silently watches, his legs crossed and smile on his face as he just watches, seemingly not concerned about the guy’s health or her’s.
The Bounty Hunter walks past them, dragging a body bag with something moving inside.
She looks over and drops it, raising a brow "You want to hit him to?"
Ichigo looks up, his eyes flaring "You.. killed.. innocent?.."
He shakes his head “I don’t know who that guy is.” He is eating a fish fillet as he watches the beat down.
The Bounty Hunter turns his head, then points to the bag “Criminal.”
Stroth flings the guy around someore before body slamming him comically. She picks up and corpses, grinning madly.
Ichigo sniffs the air "...why?"
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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
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*With whom would you like to roleplay?*
*Anyways. Characters, again.*
Stroth is beating the living crud out of a demon who decided to pick a fight with her. She has her teeth sunk it's neck, flinging it around like a dog would to prey. *I'm so normal about this character.*
Ichigo is sharpening his sword, grumbling to himself about how cold it is outside.
Scott is having a nap at the booth table in the tavern.
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
*Make her a black queen bro, you will have my allegiance if you do bro.*
*awesome*
Thirteen is consulting his orrery.
Mauric is making even more frittatas.
Riotan is brooding over the most horrible ways to torture Felix.
Loriche is asleep at her campsite.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Some kid watching them absolutely destroy this guy, Gon silently watches, his legs crossed and smile on his face as he just watches, seemingly not concerned about the guy’s health or her’s.
The Bounty Hunter walks past them, dragging a body bag with something moving inside.
Stroth walks up to Riotan, holding a limp demon on her mouth. She drops it on the ground, kicking it slightly.
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
*What do you mean you need my reaction?*
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)
She looks over and drops it, raising a brow "You want to hit him to?"
Ichigo looks up, his eyes flaring "You.. killed.. innocent?.."
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
“Are you alright?” He says, concerned.
Klei looks skeptical. “That doesn’t sound right. Where are you from again?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*For salem*
A harpy wildly runs circles around her
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)
He shakes his head “I don’t know who that guy is.” He is eating a fish fillet as he watches the beat down.
The Bounty Hunter turns his head, then points to the bag “Criminal.”
Stroth flings the guy around someore before body slamming him comically. She picks up and corpses, grinning madly.
Ichigo sniffs the air "...why?"
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