*He starts to sweat IMMENSELY, but he has no idea why. He questions himself, then waves back. He walks over as casually as he can, and attempts to figure out what's going on.* "Hey, kid, uh...nothing particular, but, um...do you have some kind of powers?"
The kid hold up a spoon with one hand, seeming very meek and mild "Well, yes. I'm a psychic." He then contorts the spoon without moving his hand, the feeling only growing even stronger now as the spoon looks like nothing it used to "My boss says I shouldn't show people my powers because of how strong they are."
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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.'
The already-injured Spectre is destroyed. The old man smiles. "Ah, here comes Hunter now. Not so tough without your guns, are you?" One of the ghouls tries to charge the Cursader, but is dragged back by spectral hands. "That's not how we're going to do things." Marvin comments. "You're all going to make a deal with me. Or die and have to start from scratch. Either way, you'll be doing community service for a while. It's your choice." One of the ghouls sobs. "Are you going to eat us?" Marvin replies with a simple "No. But he just might." They look up at the Crusader, fear in their hollow eyes.
Prospero's breathing slows. "I... think it's too late."
The Crusader nods "Bones of ghouls have the most satisfying crunch." He looks in the eyes of the ghouls, revealing a violent madness, just waiting to be granted the chance to destroy these ghouls and feast upon their remains "I would say the deal is your best choice, but please, choose the other option for my hunger."
He hugs them tighter "I understand, do not worry. I know the feeling. I will help you so it never happens again." He says, water from Rag's eyes dropping onto Prospero.
"Well then, we have a conflict of interest. I will take... two of you." The ghouls look at each other and start listing the sins of the Spectre beside them, rambling in horror and desperation. Marvin nods, listening intently. "Ah. I don't care. Tell me what you're willing to sacrifice for this job." The go silent. "Fine then. Dearest Hunter, please take one of your choice. He'll be back someday, but he'll probably have learned his lesson by then." One of the ghouls begins to cry.
"She attacked me... and HE retaliated. He knew her name, her fighting style, everything. She was Shredder's daughter."
*He starts to sweat IMMENSELY, but he has no idea why. He questions himself, then waves back. He walks over as casually as he can, and attempts to figure out what's going on.* "Hey, kid, uh...nothing particular, but, um...do you have some kind of powers?"
The kid hold up a spoon with one hand, seeming very meek and mild "Well, yes. I'm a psychic." He then contorts the spoon without moving his hand, the feeling only growing even stronger now as the spoon looks like nothing it used to "My boss says I shouldn't show people my powers because of how strong they are."
*Please tell me this is Shigeo. I've never watched Mob Psycho 100, but it seems oddly wholesome given that it's a shoenen, and I eat that stuff up.*
The already-injured Spectre is destroyed. The old man smiles. "Ah, here comes Hunter now. Not so tough without your guns, are you?" One of the ghouls tries to charge the Cursader, but is dragged back by spectral hands. "That's not how we're going to do things." Marvin comments. "You're all going to make a deal with me. Or die and have to start from scratch. Either way, you'll be doing community service for a while. It's your choice." One of the ghouls sobs. "Are you going to eat us?" Marvin replies with a simple "No. But he just might." They look up at the Crusader, fear in their hollow eyes.
Prospero's breathing slows. "I... think it's too late."
The Crusader nods "Bones of ghouls have the most satisfying crunch." He looks in the eyes of the ghouls, revealing a violent madness, just waiting to be granted the chance to destroy these ghouls and feast upon their remains "I would say the deal is your best choice, but please, choose the other option for my hunger."
He hugs them tighter "I understand, do not worry. I know the feeling. I will help you so it never happens again." He says, water from Rag's eyes dropping onto Prospero.
"Well then, we have a conflict of interest. I will take... two of you." The ghouls look at each other and start listing the sins of the Spectre beside them, rambling in horror and desperation. Marvin nods, listening intently. "Ah. I don't care. Tell me what you're willing to sacrifice for this job." The go silent. "Fine then. Dearest Hunter, please take one of your choice. He'll be back someday, but he'll probably have learned his lesson by then." One of the ghouls begins to cry.
"She attacked me... and HE retaliated. He knew her name, her fighting style, everything. She was Shredder's daughter."
The Crusader watches silently, crunching on the bones of the one he finished off already, patient "Hmm, take your time." He says, eyeing the crying ghoul with mad eyes.
"The Shredder's? Hmm, that is... not good for you I suppose. It shall be fine, I will protect you from the death headed for you."
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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 starts to sweat IMMENSELY, but he has no idea why. He questions himself, then waves back. He walks over as casually as he can, and attempts to figure out what's going on.* "Hey, kid, uh...nothing particular, but, um...do you have some kind of powers?"
The kid hold up a spoon with one hand, seeming very meek and mild "Well, yes. I'm a psychic." He then contorts the spoon without moving his hand, the feeling only growing even stronger now as the spoon looks like nothing it used to "My boss says I shouldn't show people my powers because of how strong they are."
*Please tell me this is Shigeo. I've never watched Mob Psycho 100, but it seems oddly wholesome given that it's a shoenen, and I eat that stuff up.*
*You need to watch it, its so good bro. The Fitness club alone is one of the greatest depictions of gym bros ever made. Of course its Shigeo, MOB PSYCHO FOREVER!*
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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.'
Omori is back in the Inn, looking through a small book of pictures of birds.
Isaac's bird hops over and looks at the book
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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
"Well then, we have a conflict of interest. I will take... two of you." The ghouls look at each other and start listing the sins of the Spectre beside them, rambling in horror and desperation. Marvin nods, listening intently. "Ah. I don't care. Tell me what you're willing to sacrifice for this job." They go silent. "Fine then. Dearest Hunter, please take one of your choice. He'll be back someday, but he'll probably have learned his lesson by then." One of the ghouls begins to cry.
"She attacked me... and HE retaliated. He knew her name, her fighting style, everything. She was Shredder's daughter."
The Crusader watches silently, crunching on the bones of the one he finished off already, patient "Hmm, take your time." He says, eyeing the crying ghoul with mad eyes.
"The Shredder's? Hmm, that is... not good for you I suppose. It shall be fine, I will protect you from the death headed for you."
"Alright then. Each of you give me one argument as to why you should be allowed to continue as Ghouls on this earth. Your dream." The first one looks guilty. "I want to become a Demon. That way I can always be free, and no one can tell me what to do. The second one looks sincere. "I want to find my dad and tell him that I forgive him for selling me to the Mob." The third one can't stop crying. "(GP). I can't top that. I just wanted to make sure my cat was okay." Marvin looks at them. "All admirable. Crusader, please take the second one." He leans close to the second. "It was a white lie, but it tells me all I need to know about you. Bending the truth to have a better image. It was your own mother, wasn't it?" "...Yes..." the Second chokes out through tears. "Maybe next time we meet, you can get the job. But for now, you aren't ready."
"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry..." He presses his face into Rag.
"Well then, we have a conflict of interest. I will take... two of you." The ghouls look at each other and start listing the sins of the Spectre beside them, rambling in horror and desperation. Marvin nods, listening intently. "Ah. I don't care. Tell me what you're willing to sacrifice for this job." They go silent. "Fine then. Dearest Hunter, please take one of your choice. He'll be back someday, but he'll probably have learned his lesson by then." One of the ghouls begins to cry.
"She attacked me... and HE retaliated. He knew her name, her fighting style, everything. She was Shredder's daughter."
The Crusader watches silently, crunching on the bones of the one he finished off already, patient "Hmm, take your time." He says, eyeing the crying ghoul with mad eyes.
"The Shredder's? Hmm, that is... not good for you I suppose. It shall be fine, I will protect you from the death headed for you."
"Alright then. Each of you give me one argument as to why you should be allowed to continue as Ghouls on this earth. Your dream." The first one looks guilty. "I want to become a Demon. That way I can always be free, and no one can tell me what to do. The second one looks sincere. "I want to find my dad and tell him that I forgive him for selling me to the Mob." The third one can't stop crying. "(GP). I can't top that. I just wanted to make sure my cat was okay." Marvin looks at them. "All admirable. Crusader, please take the second one." He leans close to the second. "It was a white lie, but it tells me all I need to know about you. Bending the truth to have a better image. It was your own mother, wasn't it?" "...Yes..." the Second chokes out through tears. "Maybe next time we meet, you can get the job. But for now, you aren't ready."
"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry..." He presses his face into Rag.
The Crusader takes his blade out of the ground "A liar and a heretic. Destined to die and die and die ever more. I would have taken the first if it were not for the lie." He grabs them with one hand and begins to drag them away to execute.
He looks down to them "Don't be just sorry, grow to be better so it doesn't happen again."
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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.'
Omori is back in the Inn, looking through a small book of pictures of birds.
Isaac's bird hops over and looks at the book
The book seems to currently be in a segment about various corvids- specifically species that frequent the forests around the Inn and its surroundings.
Omori notices the bird, curious. She flips between the pages to look for whatever type of bird the construct was made to resemble, if any.
She finds it's a close match to a magpie
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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
"Alright then. Each of you give me one argument as to why you should be allowed to continue as Ghouls on this earth. Your dream." The first one looks guilty. "I want to become a Demon. That way I can always be free, and no one can tell me what to do. The second one looks sincere. "I want to find my dad and tell him that I forgive him for selling me to the Mob." The third one can't stop crying. "(GP). I can't top that. I just wanted to make sure my cat was okay." Marvin looks at them. "All admirable. Crusader, please take the second one." He leans close to the second. "It was a white lie, but it tells me all I need to know about you. Bending the truth to have a better image. It was your own mother, wasn't it?" "...Yes..." the Second chokes out through tears. "Maybe next time we meet, you can get the job. But for now, you aren't ready."
"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry..." He presses his face into Rag.
The Crusader takes his blade out of the ground "A liar and a heretic. Destined to die and die and die ever more. I would have taken the first if it were not for the lie." He grabs them with one hand and begins to drag them away to execute.
He looks down to them "Don't be just sorry, grow to be better so it doesn't happen again."
No one stops him. The other two ghouls cross themselves and stand up. Marvin smiles. "Go home. Report to the park tomorrow at 3:00 AM. Your supervisor will be waiting."
*He starts to sweat IMMENSELY, but he has no idea why. He questions himself, then waves back. He walks over as casually as he can, and attempts to figure out what's going on.* "Hey, kid, uh...nothing particular, but, um...do you have some kind of powers?"
The kid hold up a spoon with one hand, seeming very meek and mild "Well, yes. I'm a psychic." He then contorts the spoon without moving his hand, the feeling only growing even stronger now as the spoon looks like nothing it used to "My boss says I shouldn't show people my powers because of how strong they are."
(He's just thinking like Markiplier did in that one video:"IM GONNA DIE IM GONNA DIE IM GONNA DIE-) "A-ah...I see...Thank you. I-I don't see why if you're so strong you have to hide said powers. Nothing wrong with them." *He's scared outta his mind lmao-*
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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...
*He starts to sweat IMMENSELY, but he has no idea why. He questions himself, then waves back. He walks over as casually as he can, and attempts to figure out what's going on.* "Hey, kid, uh...nothing particular, but, um...do you have some kind of powers?"
The kid hold up a spoon with one hand, seeming very meek and mild "Well, yes. I'm a psychic." He then contorts the spoon without moving his hand, the feeling only growing even stronger now as the spoon looks like nothing it used to "My boss says I shouldn't show people my powers because of how strong they are."
(He's just thinking like Markiplier did in that one video:"IM GONNA DIE IM GONNA DIE IM GONNA DIE-) "A-ah...I see...Thank you. I-I don't see why if you're so strong you have to hide said powers. Nothing wrong with them." *He's scared outta his mind lmao-*
He points up to the sky, he suddenly notices that the clouds have been split for miles around and the sun is shining down "Because... my control isn't perfect. I don't want to hurt anyone."
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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.'
The kid hold up a spoon with one hand, seeming very meek and mild "Well, yes. I'm a psychic." He then contorts the spoon without moving his hand, the feeling only growing even stronger now as the spoon looks like nothing it used to "My boss says I shouldn't show people my powers because of how strong they are."
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.)
"Well then, we have a conflict of interest. I will take... two of you." The ghouls look at each other and start listing the sins of the Spectre beside them, rambling in horror and desperation. Marvin nods, listening intently. "Ah. I don't care. Tell me what you're willing to sacrifice for this job." The go silent. "Fine then. Dearest Hunter, please take one of your choice. He'll be back someday, but he'll probably have learned his lesson by then." One of the ghouls begins to cry.
"She attacked me... and HE retaliated. He knew her name, her fighting style, everything. She was Shredder's daughter."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Please tell me this is Shigeo. I've never watched Mob Psycho 100, but it seems oddly wholesome given that it's a shoenen, and I eat that stuff up.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The Crusader watches silently, crunching on the bones of the one he finished off already, patient "Hmm, take your time." He says, eyeing the crying ghoul with mad eyes.
"The Shredder's? Hmm, that is... not good for you I suppose. It shall be fine, I will protect you from the death headed for you."
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.)
Omori is back in the Inn, looking through a small book of pictures of birds.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*You need to watch it, its so good bro. The Fitness club alone is one of the greatest depictions of gym bros ever made. Of course its Shigeo, MOB PSYCHO FOREVER!*
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.)
Isaac's bird hops over and looks at the book
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
"Alright then. Each of you give me one argument as to why you should be allowed to continue as Ghouls on this earth. Your dream."
The first one looks guilty. "I want to become a Demon. That way I can always be free, and no one can tell me what to do.
The second one looks sincere. "I want to find my dad and tell him that I forgive him for selling me to the Mob."
The third one can't stop crying. "(GP). I can't top that. I just wanted to make sure my cat was okay."
Marvin looks at them. "All admirable. Crusader, please take the second one." He leans close to the second. "It was a white lie, but it tells me all I need to know about you. Bending the truth to have a better image. It was your own mother, wasn't it?" "...Yes..." the Second chokes out through tears. "Maybe next time we meet, you can get the job. But for now, you aren't ready."
"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry..." He presses his face into Rag.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The Crusader takes his blade out of the ground "A liar and a heretic. Destined to die and die and die ever more. I would have taken the first if it were not for the lie." He grabs them with one hand and begins to drag them away to execute.
He looks down to them "Don't be just sorry, grow to be better so it doesn't happen again."
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.)
The book seems to currently be in a segment about various corvids- specifically species that frequent the forests around the Inn and its surroundings.
Omori notices the bird, curious. She flips between the pages to look for whatever type of bird the construct was made to resemble, if any.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
She finds it's a close match to a magpie
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
*back, happy page 4000!*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
No one stops him. The other two ghouls cross themselves and stand up. Marvin smiles. "Go home. Report to the park tomorrow at 3:00 AM. Your supervisor will be waiting."
"Yes sir... I will do my very best."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Hey baalze wanna rp*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Sure! To mimic our favorite Jester, do you have anyone in mind? I'm cool if not.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(He's just thinking like Markiplier did in that one video:"IM GONNA DIE IM GONNA DIE IM GONNA DIE-)
"A-ah...I see...Thank you. I-I don't see why if you're so strong you have to hide said powers. Nothing wrong with them." *He's scared outta his mind lmao-*
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
*no not really, sorry*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*[SCREECHES]*
*I HAVE AN IDEA AND IT WORKS WITH THE OCTOBER SEASON!!!*
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
He points up to the sky, he suddenly notices that the clouds have been split for miles around and the sun is shining down "Because... my control isn't perfect. I don't want to hurt anyone."
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.)
*Hey everyone, back.*
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.)