*Idiot. Fill out the (GP)ing paperwork first. Do you know the deportation rates of the afterlife?*
*Why do you think there are so many ghosts and demons hanging around?*
*[sobbing]*
*This isn't how you're supposed to go about it. If I go to heaven and find you're already there, or worse, that you aren't coming, I will find you.*
*Take as much time and get as much help as you need. That's an order, fluffboi.*
*[confused fox screaming]*
*I will clarify: You aren't allowed to die until I say so. You signed a contract when you joined us. You scrolled to the end to get to '"accept." Love yourself.*
*ahhh dammit, now I got another reality anchor...*
*This is why you read contracts, as your lawyer I’ve been telling you this subconsciously for years with my magic Jester powers.*
*so thats whose voice I hear when I pick up a knife.*
*You should do it though. It would be funny, trust me.*
*what is it you want me to do? you're uncertainty is scaring my unstable a** *
*I don’t know, but it would be funny. You decide. As long as it’s funny.*
Shade stumbles into the taveren and collapses at the bar on the stool that she had been tearing the stuffing out of the last time she was there. "drink!"
*I got Scott/The Writer/Khemet, The Fey King, Yuri, Donn, Ash, Ichigo, Lady Weaver, Allison, Dani, Teddy, Michael, and Lore.*
*How about The Fey King and my new character, the Spectre King? I'm dying to try him out.*
A man with short brown hair and glasses, dressed up in cool-colored business casual, is out in the woods making supernaturally modified .30-06 ammunition. A bizarrely modified Lewis Gun sits beside him. It looks like it mutated somehow, while still remaining identical in functionality. The man looks weary, and a bag of half-eaten fast food sits beside him.
The thing tilts its crescent head, grinning. It stands up, its long bones creaking as it walks over, placing a hearty stew in front of them.
*How about The Fey King and my new character, the Spectre King? I'm dying to try him out.*
A man with short brown hair and glasses, dressed up in cool-colored business casual, is out in the woods making supernaturally modified .30-06 ammunition. A bizarrely modified Lewis Gun sits beside him. It looks like it mutated somehow, while still remaining identical in functionality. The man looks weary, and a bag of half-eaten fast food sits beside him.
The thing tilts its crescent head, grinning. It stands up, its long bones creaking as it walks over, placing a hearty stew in front of them.
The man stops his work and looks at the stew. "Oh, thank you. I haven't had real food in a while." He looks up at the Fey King. "My name is Marvin. What's your favorite song?"
Shade stumbles into the taveren and collapses at the bar on the stool that she had been tearing the stuffing out of the last time she was there. "drink!"
"hey cutie." Saphuno says, setting down a tankard In front of Shade.
Shade purrs and pushes over the coins before burying her muzzle in the drink
*Gah! I’m hurt. Anyway cool, I was hoping to rp with her.*
Damian is sitting on a hill in the middle of a flower field, flowers all around him swaying in the wind as he sits against a tree, looking into the distance with a thousand yard stare. Not one of loss, but of joy.
Shade stumbles into the taveren and collapses at the bar on the stool that she had been tearing the stuffing out of the last time she was there. "drink!"
"hey cutie." Saphuno says, setting down a tankard In front of Shade.
Shade purrs and pushes over the coins before burying her muzzle in the drink
"Adorable." She says, polishing a glass. "You hungry, kit?"
*Gah! I’m hurt. Anyway cool, I was hoping to rp with her.*
Damian is sitting on a hill in the middle of a flower field, flowers all around him swaying in the wind as he sits against a tree, looking into the distance with a thousand yard stare. Not one of loss, but of joy.
Shade stumbles into the taveren and collapses at the bar on the stool that she had been tearing the stuffing out of the last time she was there. "drink!"
"hey cutie." Saphuno says, setting down a tankard In front of Shade.
Shade purrs and pushes over the coins before burying her muzzle in the drink
"Adorable." She says, polishing a glass. "You hungry, kit?"
Shade coughs into her drink "evil thing outside"
"Don't worry, I'll have Jax right on it."
Shade smiles. "yeah..." Shade pushes a few more coins across the table
*Meanwhile on the ship, Longtooth is wondering where in the world he put his coin purse*
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!?" Shade snarls
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
*I don’t know, but it would be funny. You decide. As long as it’s funny.*
They turn around, blood covers their mouth as they eat a man.
Shade goes green and darts away
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
Shade stumbles into the taveren and collapses at the bar on the stool that she had been tearing the stuffing out of the last time she was there. "drink!"
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 thing tilts its crescent head, grinning. It stands up, its long bones creaking as it walks over, placing a hearty stew in front of them.
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 man stops his work and looks at the stew. "Oh, thank you. I haven't had real food in a while." He looks up at the Fey King. "My name is Marvin. What's your favorite song?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Shade purrs and pushes over the coins before burying her muzzle in the drink
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
*Gah! I’m hurt. Anyway cool, I was hoping to rp with her.*
Damian is sitting on a hill in the middle of a flower field, flowers all around him swaying in the wind as he sits against a tree, looking into the distance with a thousand yard stare. Not one of loss, but of joy.
Shade coughs into her drink "evil thing outside"
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
He finds more in his back, the Bounty Hunter leaning against a wall and watching Jax figure things out.
She smirks before taking the jewels back out, moving them in between her fingers “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
Bernard trods over to her, the Houndmaster watching silently.
*Nah I’m chillin, it isn’t a big deal.*
Shade smiles. "yeah..." Shade pushes a few more coins across the table
*Meanwhile on the ship, Longtooth is wondering where in the world he put his coin purse*
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