A dark-skinned, middle-aged woman walks over, tapping her white cane on the ground as her seeing-eye dog tucks its tail between its legs. She's dressed like a fast food waitress, but has a leather jacket over her shoulders covered in monstrous little charms.
"What's up?" She asks, not too concerned by this.
It watches her, little butterflies landing in her bare skin. They bite into her flesh, ripping chunks off and flying away like horseflys. "Hm.. I have not seen you before." The voice says, a light scratching noise emitting from somewhere as it speaks
As they touch her skin, they melt away into darkness and merge with her form, completely subsumed. "Nice trick. Maybe don't try using my own domain against me. Just a thought." She hold south a hand, and her dog turns into another talisman and flies to her palm. She hangs it on her coat.
She sits down and pulls out a bento box from her coat. It smells like beef Wellington, Brussels sprouts, garlic, bacon, and potatoes. "You hungry for something that won't eat you back?"
"Forgive my children, they know not what do." He chuckles, fixing his suit "How are you? Don't answer that, I don't care. I have a job." He laughs brightly that slowly turns downwards into a demonic one.
Suffering once again from hallucinations, Scott has somehow made it out into the forest. He is dressed in only his suit that he originally showed up in, dirt covering the pants legs, his feet caked in soil. Tears stream from his eyes as he thinks he is holding his dead wife in his hands. Butterflies flit around him, landing on his shoulder. Khemet whispers things into his ear quietly, telling him things that will happen if he doesn't continue writing.
He stands up, his crying turns into mad laughter. His skin becomes paper-like, pieces peeling off as if glued on with a glue stick. His limbs grow longer, creaking as they grow. His eyes become pitch black, rivets of ink running down his cheeks. Butterflies and their larva crawl out from between the pages, fluttering about.
*that's awesome :0*
Tycho is on the edge of town, reading a book
Butterflies fly near him, landing on his arm. He feels one bite out a chunk of his flesh, like a horsefly.
He hisses in pain, swiftly slicing it in two with a blade the size of a letter opener
They run off with their food into the forest.
He growls and follows, dropping the book in his seat
The butterflies crawl into Scott's paper skin. He looks up, eyes narrowed.
"What the-" he takes a step back, startled by the... creature, though recognition flashes in his eyes
Suffering once again from hallucinations, Scott has somehow made it out into the forest. He is dressed in only his suit that he originally showed up in, dirt covering the pants legs, his feet caked in soil. Tears stream from his eyes as he thinks he is holding his dead wife in his hands. Butterflies flit around him, landing on his shoulder. Khemet whispers things into his ear quietly, telling him things that will happen if he doesn't continue writing.
He stands up, his crying turns into mad laughter. His skin becomes paper-like, pieces peeling off as if glued on with a glue stick. His limbs grow longer, creaking as they grow. His eyes become pitch black, rivets of ink running down his cheeks. Butterflies and their larva crawl out from between the pages, fluttering about.
*that's awesome :0*
Tycho is on the edge of town, reading a book
Butterflies fly near him, landing on his arm. He feels one bite out a chunk of his flesh, like a horsefly.
He hisses in pain, swiftly slicing it in two with a blade the size of a letter opener
They run off with their food into the forest.
He growls and follows, dropping the book in his seat
The butterflies crawl into Scott's paper skin. He looks up, eyes narrowed.
"What the-" he takes a step back, startled by the... creature, though recognition flashes in his eyes
Scott grins, his toothless black void of a mouth widening "Hello there dear."
As they touch her skin, they melt away into darkness and merge with her form, completely subsumed. "Nice trick. Maybe don't try using my own domain against me. Just a thought." She hold south a hand, and her dog turns into another talisman and flies to her palm. She hangs it on her coat.
She sits down and pulls out a bento box from her coat. It smells like beef Wellington, Brussels sprouts, garlic, bacon, and potatoes. "You hungry for something that won't eat you back?"
"Forgive my children, they know not what do." He chuckles, fixing his suit "How are you? Don't answer that, I don't care. I have a job." He laughs brightly that slowly turns downwards into a demonic one.
She begins to eat. "Well, I initially came here to wipe out Khemet, but you're such a nice guy I'm almost ready to change my mind. You know, I'm working my way up to the big G Himself. I think that's a bit of a bigger job. Oh, and to make this clear, they're my children, not yours."
Suffering once again from hallucinations, Scott has somehow made it out into the forest. He is dressed in only his suit that he originally showed up in, dirt covering the pants legs, his feet caked in soil. Tears stream from his eyes as he thinks he is holding his dead wife in his hands. Butterflies flit around him, landing on his shoulder. Khemet whispers things into his ear quietly, telling him things that will happen if he doesn't continue writing.
He stands up, his crying turns into mad laughter. His skin becomes paper-like, pieces peeling off as if glued on with a glue stick. His limbs grow longer, creaking as they grow. His eyes become pitch black, rivets of ink running down his cheeks. Butterflies and their larva crawl out from between the pages, fluttering about.
*that's awesome :0*
Tycho is on the edge of town, reading a book
Butterflies fly near him, landing on his arm. He feels one bite out a chunk of his flesh, like a horsefly.
He hisses in pain, swiftly slicing it in two with a blade the size of a letter opener
They run off with their food into the forest.
He growls and follows, dropping the book in his seat
The butterflies crawl into Scott's paper skin. He looks up, eyes narrowed.
"What the-" he takes a step back, startled by the... creature, though recognition flashes in his eyes
Scott grins, his toothless black void of a mouth widening "Hello there dear."
*So, Alaric, we don't RP with each other very often anymore.*
*Wanna try it?*
*oooo, yes! I love rp-ing with you :D*
*Awesome! I have fun just watching you RP!*
Felix is trying to butcher a beached whale.
Attar is at his hospital/bazaar, petting an invisible spider.
Elaine is waiting outside the tavern, hoping to enter eventually. She leans against the barrier that Thirteen set up and pets her german shepherd, playing with her charms with her other hand.
*So, Alaric, we don't RP with each other very often anymore.*
*Wanna try it?*
*oooo, yes! I love rp-ing with you :D*
*Awesome! I have fun just watching you RP!*
Felix is trying to butcher a beached whale.
Attar is at his hospital/bazaar, petting an invisible spider.
Elaine is waiting outside the tavern, hoping to enter eventually. She leans against the barrier that Thirteen set up and pets her german shepherd, playing with her charms with her other hand.
The young man i introd step out of the door, "Oh um... hello?"
Elaine is waiting outside the tavern, hoping to enter eventually. She leans against the barrier that Thirteen set up and pets her german shepherd, playing with her charms with her other hand.
The young man i introd step out of the door, "Oh um... hello?"
She turns her head, but its clear that she can't actually see him. "Hey." She gives a half-hearted wave. "How'd you get in? Every way I try to enter seems to be blocked."
Elaine is waiting outside the tavern, hoping to enter eventually. She leans against the barrier that Thirteen set up and pets her german shepherd, playing with her charms with her other hand.
The young man i introd step out of the door, "Oh um... hello?"
She turns her head, but its clear that she can't actually see him. "Hey." She gives a half-hearted wave. "How'd you get in? Every way I try to enter seems to be blocked."
She's leaning against the invisible barrier.
"Theres nothing there" he tilts his head, noticing her blindness,
She turns her head, but its clear that she can't actually see him. "Hey." She gives a half-hearted wave. "How'd you get in? Every way I try to enter seems to be blocked."
She's leaning against the invisible barrier.
"Theres nothing there" he tilts his head, noticing her blindness.
"Must not affect you. Wonder why it stops me. Some guy said it stops extraplanars, but I can't leave my monsters outside." She gestures to the charms on her coat. "They might get lonely or something. Guess I'm not getting any contracts any time soon."
She turns her head, but its clear that she can't actually see him. "Hey." She gives a half-hearted wave. "How'd you get in? Every way I try to enter seems to be blocked."
She's leaning against the invisible barrier.
"Theres nothing there" he tilts his head, noticing her blindness.
"Must not affect you. Wonder why it stops me. Some guy said it stops extraplanars, but I can't leave my monsters outside." She gestures to the charms on her coat. "They might get lonely or something. Guess I'm not getting any contracts any time soon."
Something tugs at his sheathed sword for a moment, "Extraplanars? What kind." he asks,
"A screwdriver" She says, holding her head in her hand.
He chuckles and shrugs, the words brightening his mood even slightly “To each their own I suppose, find yourself a screwdriver and I’ll pay whoever’s it is.” He drinks down his mug and fills another “After all, it’s the least I could do for a drinking buddy.” He strokes his cleanly shaven beard.
"Forgive my children, they know not what do." He chuckles, fixing his suit "How are you? Don't answer that, I don't care. I have a job." He laughs brightly that slowly turns downwards into a demonic one.
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 the-" he takes a step back, startled by the... creature, though recognition flashes in his eyes
Scott grins, his toothless black void of a mouth widening "Hello there dear."
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 is going to bed :). Love you two.*
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
She begins to eat. "Well, I initially came here to wipe out Khemet, but you're such a nice guy I'm almost ready to change my mind. You know, I'm working my way up to the big G Himself. I think that's a bit of a bigger job. Oh, and to make this clear, they're my children, not yours."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Dear lords. what happened to you?"
*Goodnight! Love you Wendi!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Sleep well my eepy lad!*
*All the loves, i'll see ya in the morning :D*
*night*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*So, Alaric, we don't RP with each other very often anymore.*
*Wanna try it?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Hey Drake, did you see my response to your post?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*oooo, yes! I love rp-ing with you :D*
*Awesome! I have fun just watching you RP!*
Felix is trying to butcher a beached whale.
Attar is at his hospital/bazaar, petting an invisible spider.
Elaine is waiting outside the tavern, hoping to enter eventually. She leans against the barrier that Thirteen set up and pets her german shepherd, playing with her charms with her other hand.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The young man i introd step out of the door, "Oh um... hello?"
She turns her head, but its clear that she can't actually see him. "Hey." She gives a half-hearted wave. "How'd you get in? Every way I try to enter seems to be blocked."
She's leaning against the invisible barrier.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Theres nothing there" he tilts his head, noticing her blindness,
"Must not affect you. Wonder why it stops me. Some guy said it stops extraplanars, but I can't leave my monsters outside." She gestures to the charms on her coat. "They might get lonely or something. Guess I'm not getting any contracts any time soon."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Something tugs at his sheathed sword for a moment, "Extraplanars? What kind." he asks,
He chuckles and shrugs, the words brightening his mood even slightly “To each their own I suppose, find yourself a screwdriver and I’ll pay whoever’s it is.” He drinks down his mug and fills another “After all, it’s the least I could do for a drinking buddy.” He strokes his cleanly shaven beard.
I did not
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!