*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."
"...O...kay. Now THAT is definitely something to worry about. But do you know HOW they work? I could maybe get someone to help that way."
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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...
*I HAVE AN IDEA AND IT WORKS WITH THE OCTOBER SEASON!!!*
*Soft boi?*
*So I've had this idea for A W H I L E. Both are based around Mexican folklore, one being a witch and the other being a dog-soul holder. The one, the dog-soul holder, is a sheriff for a town. He was born with two different dog souls in him that help him with his job. His enemy is this male witch named 'Polilla morada' who is a lunar witch who wants to devour the gods.*
*Sure! To mimic our favorite Jester, do you have anyone in mind? I'm cool if not.*
*no not really, sorry*
*Alright, cool beans. I'll just do whoever.*
Marvin is at the fish market, helping a socially anxious ghoul pick out eels.
Felix has a tupperware filled with clear liquid that he seems very proud of.
Elaine is scribing Cursemarks on her cabin walls, despite being blind as a bat.
Mauric goes over to him. “Hey, whatcha got there?”
Suhou is warily making their way through the woods. Its form has finally stabilized, and now resembles a mammalian mix of an ocelot, a gharial, and an otter. It makes its way through the shadows of the trees, a halo of mist floating above and around its body.
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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.
*I HAVE AN IDEA AND IT WORKS WITH THE OCTOBER SEASON!!!*
*Soft boi?*
*So I've had this idea for A W H I L E. Both are based around Mexican folklore, one being a witch and the other being a dog-soul holder. The one, the dog-soul holder, is a sheriff for a town. He was born with two different dog souls in him that help him with his job. His enemy is this male witch named 'Polilla morada' who is a lunar witch who wants to devour the gods.*
"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."
"Yes sir... I will do my very best."
He takes them into an alley, dropping them and crossing his arms "Do you want to try and fight back against your fate?"
"That is all you can do, I will help you along that journey."
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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."
(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."
"...O...kay. Now THAT is definitely something to worry about. But do you know HOW they work? I could maybe get someone to help that way."
"I know how they work, the stronger my emotions, the stronger my psychic powers as a result. Don't worry, I probably can control myself."
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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.'
Felix has a tupperware filled with clear liquid that he seems very proud of.
Elaine is scribing Cursemarks on her cabin walls, despite being blind as a bat.
Mauric goes over to him. “Hey, whatcha got there?”
Suhou is warily making their way through the woods. Its form has finally stabilized, and now resembles a mammalian mix of an ocelot, a gharial, and an otter. It makes its way through the shadows of the trees, a halo of mist floating above and around its body.
"Century Soup! It's got over 100 ingredients, and is so clear that it's almost invisible. It's called Century Soup because it only appears in the wild every hundred years. It's supposed to be so good that you can't help but smile. I've only tested it on myself, but it seems true so far."
She "looks" up from her work, sniffing deeply, then listening closely. "Who's there?"
Felix has a tupperware filled with clear liquid that he seems very proud of.
Elaine is scribing Cursemarks on her cabin walls, despite being blind as a bat.
Mauric goes over to him. “Hey, whatcha got there?”
Suhou is warily making their way through the woods. Its form has finally stabilized, and now resembles a mammalian mix of an ocelot, a gharial, and an otter. It makes its way through the shadows of the trees, a halo of mist floating above and around its body.
"Century Soup! It's got over 100 ingredients, and is so clear that it's almost invisible. It's called Century Soup because it only appears in the wild every hundred years. It's supposed to be so good that you can't help but smile. I've only tested it on myself, but it seems true so far."
She "looks" up from her work, sniffing deeply, then listening closely. "Who's there?"
“It appears in the wild? How?”
Suhou flattens themself against the ground, their wide eyes darting to see the source of the voice. Though their steps are soundless, they emit a strangely sweet aroma that is just distinct enough from that of the woodland to be discernible.
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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.
*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."
"...O...kay. Now THAT is definitely something to worry about. But do you know HOW they work? I could maybe get someone to help that way."
"I know how they work, the stronger my emotions, the stronger my psychic powers as a result. Don't worry, I probably can control myself."
"'Probably'?" *He sweats even more.*
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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...
"Century Soup! It's got over 100 ingredients, and is so clear that it's almost invisible. It's called Century Soup because it only appears in the wild every hundred years. It's supposed to be so good that you can't help but smile. I've only tested it on myself, but it seems true so far."
She "looks" up from her work, sniffing deeply, then listening closely. "Who's there?"
“It appears in the wild? How?”
Suhou flattens themself against the ground, their wide eyes darting to see the source of the voice. Though their steps are soundless, they emit a strangely sweet aroma that is just distinct enough from that of the woodland to be discernible.
"Deep in a continent called Ice Hell, there's this place where gourmands used to store their food in the ice, which is so clear that... well, they call it the Gourmet Showcase, since you can see everything in there. The ice melts and contracts into itself, squeezing out the soup. Then some other secret processes occur, and we get the finished product. It's never been recreated before."
"No use hiding. Follow my voice and come out where I can hear you better."
"Century Soup! It's got over 100 ingredients, and is so clear that it's almost invisible. It's called Century Soup because it only appears in the wild every hundred years. It's supposed to be so good that you can't help but smile. I've only tested it on myself, but it seems true so far."
She "looks" up from her work, sniffing deeply, then listening closely. "Who's there?"
“It appears in the wild? How?”
Suhou flattens themself against the ground, their wide eyes darting to see the source of the voice. Though their steps are soundless, they emit a strangely sweet aroma that is just distinct enough from that of the woodland to be discernible.
"Deep in a continent called Ice Hell, there's this place where gourmands used to store their food in the ice, which is so clear that... well, they call it the Gourmet Showcase, since you can see everything in there. The ice melts and contracts into itself, squeezing out the soup. Then some other secret processes occur, and we get the finished product. It's never been recreated before."
"No use hiding. Follow my voice and come out where I can hear you better."
Mauric looks skeptical. “How can that be real? Oh, of course. It’s magic, right?”
Suhou creeps out of the tree cover, looking up nervously.
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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.
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."
He takes them into an alley, dropping them and crossing his arms "Do you want to try and fight back against your fate? If you can manage to beat me you get to go. If not, I'll tell your mother what she needs to hear."
"That is all you can do, I will help you along that journey."
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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.'
"Deep in a continent called Ice Hell, there's this place where gourmands used to store their food in the ice, which is so clear that... well, they call it the Gourmet Showcase, since you can see everything in there. The ice melts and contracts into itself, squeezing out the soup. Then some other secret processes occur, and we get the finished product. It's never been recreated before."
"No use hiding. Follow my voice and come out where I can hear you better."
Mauric looks skeptical. “How can that be real? Oh, of course. It’s magic, right?”
Suhou creeps out of the tree cover, looking up nervously.
"I certainly doubt there are any other explanations. But anyway, I have some now!"
Elaine's seeing-eye dog, Hershey, looks over, ears perking up, but he doesn't stand up. The slim woman doesn't look dangerous at all. She has no weapons other than her white cane, plainly visible against her dark clothes and skin, and a somewhat dull and dusty hook knife for carving wood.
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, cool beans. I'll just do whoever.*
Marvin is at the fish market, helping a socially anxious ghoul pick out eels.
Felix has a tupperware filled with clear liquid that he seems very proud of.
Elaine is scribing Cursemarks on her cabin walls, despite being blind as a bat.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Soft boi?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*TELL*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"...O...kay. Now THAT is definitely something to worry about. But do you know HOW they work? I could maybe get someone to help that way."
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
*So I've had this idea for A W H I L E. Both are based around Mexican folklore, one being a witch and the other being a dog-soul holder. The one, the dog-soul holder, is a sheriff for a town. He was born with two different dog souls in him that help him with his job. His enemy is this male witch named 'Polilla morada' who is a lunar witch who wants to devour the gods.*
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
Mauric goes over to him. “Hey, whatcha got there?”
Suhou is warily making their way through the woods. Its form has finally stabilized, and now resembles a mammalian mix of an ocelot, a gharial, and an otter. It makes its way through the shadows of the trees, a halo of mist floating above and around its body.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Me encanta*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He takes them into an alley, dropping them and crossing his arms "Do you want to try and fight back against your fate?"
"That is all you can do, I will help you along that journey."
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.)
"I know how they work, the stronger my emotions, the stronger my psychic powers as a result. Don't worry, I probably can control myself."
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.)
"Century Soup! It's got over 100 ingredients, and is so clear that it's almost invisible. It's called Century Soup because it only appears in the wild every hundred years. It's supposed to be so good that you can't help but smile. I've only tested it on myself, but it seems true so far."
She "looks" up from her work, sniffing deeply, then listening closely. "Who's there?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“It appears in the wild? How?”
Suhou flattens themself against the ground, their wide eyes darting to see the source of the voice. Though their steps are soundless, they emit a strangely sweet aroma that is just distinct enough from that of the woodland to be discernible.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"'Probably'?" *He sweats even more.*
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
"Deep in a continent called Ice Hell, there's this place where gourmands used to store their food in the ice, which is so clear that... well, they call it the Gourmet Showcase, since you can see everything in there. The ice melts and contracts into itself, squeezing out the soup. Then some other secret processes occur, and we get the finished product. It's never been recreated before."
"No use hiding. Follow my voice and come out where I can hear you better."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*anyone up for a battle with me in the dome?*
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
"Sometimes I can't control my emotions, and they explode."
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.)
Mauric looks skeptical. “How can that be real? Oh, of course. It’s magic, right?”
Suhou creeps out of the tree cover, looking up nervously.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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.)
"I certainly doubt there are any other explanations. But anyway, I have some now!"
Elaine's seeing-eye dog, Hershey, looks over, ears perking up, but he doesn't stand up. The slim woman doesn't look dangerous at all. She has no weapons other than her white cane, plainly visible against her dark clothes and skin, and a somewhat dull and dusty hook knife for carving wood.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(hello again)
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
*Hallo once more.*
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.)