"I am not little but I am a lady." She chuckles "Pleasure to meet you."
He raises a brow, then reminds himself that he isn't in his world.
He looks down to himself "Well guess than I'm just big, pleasure is all mine." He says, kindly with his strong southern accent.
The Angel sees the raised eyebrow and waves politely "What's up dude?"
*Allison being 5'3 lol: I IS NOT LITTLE*
She nods again, tucking her hair behind her ear "My name is Allison."
"Nothing" he shrugs.
*Yeah he's definitely craning his head to make eye contact.*
He puts one gloves hand through his grey hair, moving it back, the hair suddenly turning a chocolate brown "That's a good name Allison. Where I'm from everyone just calls me Sparrow."
He sighs "Me neither man. Just finished a workout and thought to get in some reading, you know?"
She beams brightly "Well its nice to put a name to the face." She laughs lightly "Where are you from."
"Ah, well have a good time with that."
He scratches his bandana, as well as his neck with short nails "Hmm, where I'm from ain't really got a name. Far west though, real far."
He nods "And I hope you can go back to napping." He makes eye contact, and in his head he hears "I know there are other entities in there."
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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.'
Sparrow the cowboy is cleaning his own pistol, magical glyphs within that radiate divine and infernal power.
Phoenix raises his eyebrows at the glowing pistol. He mutters something about magic
Sparrow raises his head to look at Phoenix with his strange eyes "You say somethin' pardner?"
The old ex-SAS soldier glares at them. "Yeah. Your ruining a perfectly fine gun with your magic."
He raises a brow "And how am I doin' that? It ain't like the gun don't work cause of a little magic." He says, piecing it back together, and loading it back up.
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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.'
Sparrow the cowboy is cleaning his own pistol, magical glyphs within that radiate divine and infernal power.
Phoenix raises his eyebrows at the glowing pistol. He mutters something about magic
Sparrow raises his head to look at Phoenix with his strange eyes "You say somethin' pardner?"
The old ex-SAS soldier glares at them. "Yeah. Your ruining a perfectly fine gun with your magic."
He raises a brow "And how am I doin' that? It ain't like the gun don't work cause of a little magic." He says, piecing it back together, and loading it back up.
His British accent starts to thicken as he starts to get frustrated. "You don't need some bleeding magic to enhance perfectly fine bullets, partner. "
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Sparrow the cowboy is cleaning his own pistol, magical glyphs within that radiate divine and infernal power.
Phoenix raises his eyebrows at the glowing pistol. He mutters something about magic
Sparrow raises his head to look at Phoenix with his strange eyes "You say somethin' pardner?"
The old ex-SAS soldier glares at them. "Yeah. Your ruining a perfectly fine gun with your magic."
He raises a brow "And how am I doin' that? It ain't like the gun don't work cause of a little magic." He says, piecing it back together, and loading it back up.
His British accent starts to thicken as he starts to get frustrated. "You don't need some bleeding magic to enhance perfectly fine bullets, partner. "
His accent stays the same, remaining calm "Don't make fun of my accent, it ain't dignifyin'. If you want to see who's the better gunslinger I'm always up for a duel."
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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.'
Sparrow the cowboy is cleaning his own pistol, magical glyphs within that radiate divine and infernal power.
Phoenix raises his eyebrows at the glowing pistol. He mutters something about magic
Sparrow raises his head to look at Phoenix with his strange eyes "You say somethin' pardner?"
The old ex-SAS soldier glares at them. "Yeah. Your ruining a perfectly fine gun with your magic."
He raises a brow "And how am I doin' that? It ain't like the gun don't work cause of a little magic." He says, piecing it back together, and loading it back up.
His British accent starts to thicken as he starts to get frustrated. "You don't need some bleeding magic to enhance perfectly fine bullets, partner. "
His accent stays the same, remaining calm "Don't make fun of my accent, it ain't dignifyin'. If you want to see who's the better gunslinger I'm always up for a duel."
"Wasn't making fun you dolt." he snarls, cleaning his pistol's slide. He puts it back together and loads it in about 6 seconds. "As for that duel, you'd be dead where you stand."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Wasn't making fun you dolt." he snarls, cleaning his pistol's slide. He puts it back together and loads it in about 6 seconds. "As for that duel, you'd be dead where you stand."
He laughs genuinely and heartily "Confident, we might just end up bein' friends." He stands up "Lets see if that claim of yours has any hold." He walks outside of the tavern, 10 paces away.
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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.'
"Wasn't making fun you dolt." he snarls, cleaning his pistol's slide. He puts it back together and loads it in about 6 seconds. "As for that duel, you'd be dead where you stand."
He laughs genuinely and heartily "Confident, we might just end up bein' friends." He stands up "Lets see if that claim of yours has any hold." He walks outside of the tavern, 10 paces away.
Phoenix stands en even distance away, holstering his pistol with the safety off.
*How should we do this? The higher DEX roll or what?*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Wasn't making fun you dolt." he snarls, cleaning his pistol's slide. He puts it back together and loads it in about 6 seconds. "As for that duel, you'd be dead where you stand."
He laughs genuinely and heartily "Confident, we might just end up bein' friends." He stands up "Lets see if that claim of yours has any hold." He walks outside of the tavern, 10 paces away.
Phoenix stands en even distance away, holstering his pistol with the safety off.
*How should we do this? The higher DEX roll or what?*
He holsters his own, looking to the area around with a slow gaze, tapping his side with his gloves.
*It is a duel, so I was expecting a fight, it's up to you though.*
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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.'
"Wasn't making fun you dolt." he snarls, cleaning his pistol's slide. He puts it back together and loads it in about 6 seconds. "As for that duel, you'd be dead where you stand."
He laughs genuinely and heartily "Confident, we might just end up bein' friends." He stands up "Lets see if that claim of yours has any hold." He walks outside of the tavern, 10 paces away.
Phoenix stands en even distance away, holstering his pistol with the safety off.
*How should we do this? The higher DEX roll or what?*
He holsters his own, looking to the area around with a slow gaze, tapping his side with his gloves.
*It is a duel, so I was expecting a fight, it's up to you though.*
*I think just a roll of DEX to see who can shoot the pistol out of the others hand will do*
Phoenix cracks his neck slightly
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He scratches his bandana, as well as his neck with short nails "Hmm, where I'm from ain't really got a name. Far west though, real far."
He nods "And I hope you can go back to napping." He makes eye contact, and in his head he hears "I know there are other entities in there."
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.)
Phoenix raises his eyebrows at the glowing pistol. He mutters something about magic
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Sparrow raises his head to look at Phoenix with his strange eyes "You say somethin' pardner?"
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 old ex-SAS soldier glares at them. "Yeah. Your ruining a perfectly fine gun with your magic."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He raises a brow "And how am I doin' that? It ain't like the gun don't work cause of a little magic." He says, piecing it back together, and loading it back up.
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.)
“No reason.”
“Oh, cool! Does their flesh maintain explosive properties post-mortem?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
His British accent starts to thicken as he starts to get frustrated. "You don't need some bleeding magic to enhance perfectly fine bullets, partner. "
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
His accent stays the same, remaining calm "Don't make fun of my accent, it ain't dignifyin'. If you want to see who's the better gunslinger I'm always up for a duel."
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.)
He moves slightly, offering them a seat.
Benimaru looks at them "You aren't going to make bombs out of dead people."
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.)
"Wasn't making fun you dolt." he snarls, cleaning his pistol's slide. He puts it back together and loads it in about 6 seconds. "As for that duel, you'd be dead where you stand."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He laughs genuinely and heartily "Confident, we might just end up bein' friends." He stands up "Lets see if that claim of yours has any hold." He walks outside of the tavern, 10 paces away.
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.)
*weeeee I feeeeeel ill
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
Phoenix stands en even distance away, holstering his pistol with the safety off.
*How should we do this? The higher DEX roll or what?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Noooo! -smacks illness-*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*{The illness hisses}*
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 holsters his own, looking to the area around with a slow gaze, tapping his side with his gloves.
*It is a duel, so I was expecting a fight, it's up to you though.*
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.)
*[throttles illness] Also, perchance, would you like to RP with Allison and Helena and the Tarnished?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Riotan sits, looking at peace with the world.
“I’m not? How come? Can you see the future or something?”
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 think just a roll of DEX to see who can shoot the pistol out of the others hand will do*
Phoenix cracks his neck slightly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*this is Waluigi’s punishment for your desecration of His image*
*i’m sorry to hear that though, what’s exactly wrong?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.