*Alright, sorry for that long pause, had to go to the nurse, then it was lunchtime, then I got caught into movie during class. I'mma go ahead and do my intro now.*
A 5'12 woman softly steps through the door, barely opening it as she slides through it. For some reason, she wears a blank white full-face mask with no visible markings or features. She also has on a soft-grey hooded cloak with the hood pulled up. Her stark white hair spills out of either side of the hood, draping over the silken black robe-like clothing. The only bit of skin visible is her hands, which are a light-tan color.
Versel, curious about this new comer, silently moves over, looking them over. He doesn't speak quite yet, carrying a half mixed jar of some sort of ice blue liquid (Have i given you his description before?)
*Ye, I was there when you intro'd him.*
She simply either ignores him or doesn't notice him as she takes a seat at a table.
He follows her to the table, tapping the mask lightly with a clawed finger, unsure if they are alive
*Alright, sorry for that long pause, had to go to the nurse, then it was lunchtime, then I got caught into movie during class. I'mma go ahead and do my intro now.*
A 5'12 woman softly steps through the door, barely opening it as she slides through it. For some reason, she wears a blank white full-face mask with no visible markings or features. She also has on a soft-grey hooded cloak with the hood pulled up. Her stark white hair spills out of either side of the hood, draping over the silken black robe-like clothing. The only bit of skin visible is her hands, which are a light-tan color.
T-I waves to them. "Whom might you be?"
She either ignores him or doesn't see or hear him, because she simply takes a seat at a table a few tables away.
"Order?"
She looks in his direction, and somehow her voice is clear even with the mask. "Excuse me?"
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*Alright, sorry for that long pause, had to go to the nurse, then it was lunchtime, then I got caught into movie during class. I'mma go ahead and do my intro now.*
A 5'12 woman softly steps through the door, barely opening it as she slides through it. For some reason, she wears a blank white full-face mask with no visible markings or features. She also has on a soft-grey hooded cloak with the hood pulled up. Her stark white hair spills out of either side of the hood, draping over the silken black robe-like clothing. The only bit of skin visible is her hands, which are a light-tan color.
Versel, curious about this new comer, silently moves over, looking them over. He doesn't speak quite yet, carrying a half mixed jar of some sort of ice blue liquid (Have i given you his description before?)
*Ye, I was there when you intro'd him.*
She simply either ignores him or doesn't notice him as she takes a seat at a table.
He follows her to the table, tapping the mask lightly with a clawed finger, unsure if they are alive
"What is it?" Her voice is clear, even with the mask on.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Alright, sorry for that long pause, had to go to the nurse, then it was lunchtime, then I got caught into movie during class. I'mma go ahead and do my intro now.*
A 5'12 woman softly steps through the door, barely opening it as she slides through it. For some reason, she wears a blank white full-face mask with no visible markings or features. She also has on a soft-grey hooded cloak with the hood pulled up. Her stark white hair spills out of either side of the hood, draping over the silken black robe-like clothing. The only bit of skin visible is her hands, which are a light-tan color.
T-I waves to them. "Whom might you be?"
She either ignores him or doesn't see or hear him, because she simply takes a seat at a table a few tables away.
"Order?"
She looks in his direction, and somehow her voice is clear even with the mask. "Excuse me?"
"Would you like to order anything?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Alright, sorry for that long pause, had to go to the nurse, then it was lunchtime, then I got caught into movie during class. I'mma go ahead and do my intro now.*
A 5'12 woman softly steps through the door, barely opening it as she slides through it. For some reason, she wears a blank white full-face mask with no visible markings or features. She also has on a soft-grey hooded cloak with the hood pulled up. Her stark white hair spills out of either side of the hood, draping over the silken black robe-like clothing. The only bit of skin visible is her hands, which are a light-tan color.
Versel, curious about this new comer, silently moves over, looking them over. He doesn't speak quite yet, carrying a half mixed jar of some sort of ice blue liquid (Have i given you his description before?)
*Ye, I was there when you intro'd him.*
She simply either ignores him or doesn't notice him as she takes a seat at a table.
He follows her to the table, tapping the mask lightly with a clawed finger, unsure if they are alive
"What is it?" Her voice is clear, even with the mask on.
"What are you?" He asks, clearly curious instead of spooked like one would expect when a masked person acts like this
"Um... I am a planetar. And thanks for the complement."
Understood.
"Ah, apologies, you don't look like the ones i've met. We thought you were a deva or solar. And you are welcome."
How old are you?
"Um... Well my old god allowed me to become a planetar but keep the shapeshifting ability. You think I could be a Solar?"
About 2 years now that I think of it
"We do not think you should be anything you don't want to be."
Rather smart for what any other creature would be an infant, i guess its a testimant to celestials
"How about I rephrase that, 'Do you think I'm worthy of being a Solar'?"
Well I lived a life before that, and then lived in the afterlife and then became an angel.
"Hm, we have know you for a while, but we are unsure what causes solar's to be created. In our eyes, you are worthy."
I see, so you are a spirit angel rather than a constructed one.
"Thanks!" Raphael says, joyful. "Um... So is there any promotion in your future."
Um... Yes. If I remember correctly I was constructed from shreds of souls but I can not be certain
"Promotion? We are not sure. We recently have learned to play an instrument, but there is not more beyond that."
Shreds of soul is a good building material. Its easier to make a soul worthy of an angel from one that was already that way instead of by scratch.
"Um... Why do you use We as a pronoun?"
Um... Cool. Do you like creating angels?
"There is many of use here."
I... used to. But whenever i made an angel, they came out..... colder, than ones made with actual souls. Turns out mortality causes something in the soul that can't be made artificially.
*Alright, sorry for that long pause, had to go to the nurse, then it was lunchtime, then I got caught into movie during class. I'mma go ahead and do my intro now.*
A 5'12 woman softly steps through the door, barely opening it as she slides through it. For some reason, she wears a blank white full-face mask with no visible markings or features. She also has on a soft-grey hooded cloak with the hood pulled up. Her stark white hair spills out of either side of the hood, draping over the silken black robe-like clothing. The only bit of skin visible is her hands, which are a light-tan color.
T-I waves to them. "Whom might you be?"
She either ignores him or doesn't see or hear him, because she simply takes a seat at a table a few tables away.
"Order?"
She looks in his direction, and somehow her voice is clear even with the mask. "Excuse me?"
"Would you like to order anything?"
"No, thank you, reptillian."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Alright, sorry for that long pause, had to go to the nurse, then it was lunchtime, then I got caught into movie during class. I'mma go ahead and do my intro now.*
A 5'12 woman softly steps through the door, barely opening it as she slides through it. For some reason, she wears a blank white full-face mask with no visible markings or features. She also has on a soft-grey hooded cloak with the hood pulled up. Her stark white hair spills out of either side of the hood, draping over the silken black robe-like clothing. The only bit of skin visible is her hands, which are a light-tan color.
Versel, curious about this new comer, silently moves over, looking them over. He doesn't speak quite yet, carrying a half mixed jar of some sort of ice blue liquid (Have i given you his description before?)
*Ye, I was there when you intro'd him.*
She simply either ignores him or doesn't notice him as she takes a seat at a table.
He follows her to the table, tapping the mask lightly with a clawed finger, unsure if they are alive
"What is it?" Her voice is clear, even with the mask on.
"What are you?" He asks, clearly curious instead of spooked like one would expect when a masked person acts like this
She reaches up and takes off her mask, revealing an elven face with purple eyes.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
"Um... I am a planetar. And thanks for the complement."
Understood.
"Ah, apologies, you don't look like the ones i've met. We thought you were a deva or solar. And you are welcome."
How old are you?
"Um... Well my old god allowed me to become a planetar but keep the shapeshifting ability. You think I could be a Solar?"
About 2 years now that I think of it
"We do not think you should be anything you don't want to be."
Rather smart for what any other creature would be an infant, i guess its a testimant to celestials
"How about I rephrase that, 'Do you think I'm worthy of being a Solar'?"
Well I lived a life before that, and then lived in the afterlife and then became an angel.
"Hm, we have know you for a while, but we are unsure what causes solar's to be created. In our eyes, you are worthy."
I see, so you are a spirit angel rather than a constructed one.
"Thanks!" Raphael says, joyful. "Um... So is there any promotion in your future."
Um... Yes. If I remember correctly I was constructed from shreds of souls but I can not be certain
"Promotion? We are not sure. We recently have learned to play an instrument, but there is not more beyond that."
Shreds of soul is a good building material. Its easier to make a soul worthy of an angel from one that was already that way instead of by scratch.
"Um... Why do you use We as a pronoun?"
Um... Cool. Do you like creating angels?
"There is many of use here."
I... used to. But whenever i made an angel, they came out..... colder, than ones made with actual souls. Turns out mortality causes something in the soul that can't be made artificially.
"Ah, understood. Thanks for telling me."
Understood. Um... Guess I was an exception or I just of been off the wall energetic when I was not an angel. Um... When was the last time you made an angel, artificial or mortal-tainted
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Alright, sorry for that long pause, had to go to the nurse, then it was lunchtime, then I got caught into movie during class. I'mma go ahead and do my intro now.*
A 5'12 woman softly steps through the door, barely opening it as she slides through it. For some reason, she wears a blank white full-face mask with no visible markings or features. She also has on a soft-grey hooded cloak with the hood pulled up. Her stark white hair spills out of either side of the hood, draping over the silken black robe-like clothing. The only bit of skin visible is her hands, which are a light-tan color.
T-I waves to them. "Whom might you be?"
She either ignores him or doesn't see or hear him, because she simply takes a seat at a table a few tables away.
"Order?"
She looks in his direction, and somehow her voice is clear even with the mask. "Excuse me?"
"Would you like to order anything?"
"No, thank you, reptillian."
"You may refer to me as Throden-Irhtos."
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
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*Alright, sorry for that long pause, had to go to the nurse, then it was lunchtime, then I got caught into movie during class. I'mma go ahead and do my intro now.*
A 5'12 woman softly steps through the door, barely opening it as she slides through it. For some reason, she wears a blank white full-face mask with no visible markings or features. She also has on a soft-grey hooded cloak with the hood pulled up. Her stark white hair spills out of either side of the hood, draping over the silken black robe-like clothing. The only bit of skin visible is her hands, which are a light-tan color.
T-I waves to them. "Whom might you be?"
She either ignores him or doesn't see or hear him, because she simply takes a seat at a table a few tables away.
"Order?"
She looks in his direction, and somehow her voice is clear even with the mask. "Excuse me?"
"Would you like to order anything?"
"No, thank you, reptillian."
"You may refer to me as Throden-Irhtos."
"No thank you, Throden-Irhtos."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Alright, sorry for that long pause, had to go to the nurse, then it was lunchtime, then I got caught into movie during class. I'mma go ahead and do my intro now.*
A 5'12 woman softly steps through the door, barely opening it as she slides through it. For some reason, she wears a blank white full-face mask with no visible markings or features. She also has on a soft-grey hooded cloak with the hood pulled up. Her stark white hair spills out of either side of the hood, draping over the silken black robe-like clothing. The only bit of skin visible is her hands, which are a light-tan color.
Versel, curious about this new comer, silently moves over, looking them over. He doesn't speak quite yet, carrying a half mixed jar of some sort of ice blue liquid (Have i given you his description before?)
*Ye, I was there when you intro'd him.*
She simply either ignores him or doesn't notice him as she takes a seat at a table.
He follows her to the table, tapping the mask lightly with a clawed finger, unsure if they are alive
"What is it?" Her voice is clear, even with the mask on.
"What are you?" He asks, clearly curious instead of spooked like one would expect when a masked person acts like this
She reaches up and takes off her mask, revealing an elven face with purple eyes.
"Ah, you is one with sharp ears," He nods, "Your eyes are also nice."
*Alright, sorry for that long pause, had to go to the nurse, then it was lunchtime, then I got caught into movie during class. I'mma go ahead and do my intro now.*
A 5'12 woman softly steps through the door, barely opening it as she slides through it. For some reason, she wears a blank white full-face mask with no visible markings or features. She also has on a soft-grey hooded cloak with the hood pulled up. Her stark white hair spills out of either side of the hood, draping over the silken black robe-like clothing. The only bit of skin visible is her hands, which are a light-tan color.
T-I waves to them. "Whom might you be?"
She either ignores him or doesn't see or hear him, because she simply takes a seat at a table a few tables away.
"Order?"
She looks in his direction, and somehow her voice is clear even with the mask. "Excuse me?"
"Would you like to order anything?"
"No, thank you, reptillian."
"You may refer to me as Throden-Irhtos."
"No thank you, Throden-Irhtos."
"Understood. May I have a name?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Alright, sorry for that long pause, had to go to the nurse, then it was lunchtime, then I got caught into movie during class. I'mma go ahead and do my intro now.*
A 5'12 woman softly steps through the door, barely opening it as she slides through it. For some reason, she wears a blank white full-face mask with no visible markings or features. She also has on a soft-grey hooded cloak with the hood pulled up. Her stark white hair spills out of either side of the hood, draping over the silken black robe-like clothing. The only bit of skin visible is her hands, which are a light-tan color.
Versel, curious about this new comer, silently moves over, looking them over. He doesn't speak quite yet, carrying a half mixed jar of some sort of ice blue liquid (Have i given you his description before?)
*Ye, I was there when you intro'd him.*
She simply either ignores him or doesn't notice him as she takes a seat at a table.
He follows her to the table, tapping the mask lightly with a clawed finger, unsure if they are alive
"What is it?" Her voice is clear, even with the mask on.
"What are you?" He asks, clearly curious instead of spooked like one would expect when a masked person acts like this
She reaches up and takes off her mask, revealing an elven face with purple eyes.
"Ah, you is one with sharp ears," He nods, "Your eyes are also nice."
"Thank you, reptillian."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
"Um... I am a planetar. And thanks for the complement."
Understood.
"Ah, apologies, you don't look like the ones i've met. We thought you were a deva or solar. And you are welcome."
How old are you?
"Um... Well my old god allowed me to become a planetar but keep the shapeshifting ability. You think I could be a Solar?"
About 2 years now that I think of it
"We do not think you should be anything you don't want to be."
Rather smart for what any other creature would be an infant, i guess its a testimant to celestials
"How about I rephrase that, 'Do you think I'm worthy of being a Solar'?"
Well I lived a life before that, and then lived in the afterlife and then became an angel.
"Hm, we have know you for a while, but we are unsure what causes solar's to be created. In our eyes, you are worthy."
I see, so you are a spirit angel rather than a constructed one.
"Thanks!" Raphael says, joyful. "Um... So is there any promotion in your future."
Um... Yes. If I remember correctly I was constructed from shreds of souls but I can not be certain
"Promotion? We are not sure. We recently have learned to play an instrument, but there is not more beyond that."
Shreds of soul is a good building material. Its easier to make a soul worthy of an angel from one that was already that way instead of by scratch.
"Um... Why do you use We as a pronoun?"
Um... Cool. Do you like creating angels?
"There is many of use here."
I... used to. But whenever i made an angel, they came out..... colder, than ones made with actual souls. Turns out mortality causes something in the soul that can't be made artificially.
"Ah, understood. Thanks for telling me."
Understood. Um... Guess I was an exception or I just of been off the wall energetic when I was not an angel. Um... When was the last time you made an angel, artificial or mortal-tainted
"You are welcome."
An exception can always be a good thing. Then again, i didn't create you, so perhaps other gods got past that. I believe the last angel i made recently, was about 3000 years back or so.
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He follows her to the table, tapping the mask lightly with a clawed finger, unsure if they are alive
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She looks in his direction, and somehow her voice is clear even with the mask. "Excuse me?"
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"What is it?" Her voice is clear, even with the mask on.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Um... Why do you use We as a pronoun?"
Um... Cool. Do you like creating angels?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Would you like to order anything?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"What are you?" He asks, clearly curious instead of spooked like one would expect when a masked person acts like this
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"There is many of use here."
I... used to. But whenever i made an angel, they came out..... colder, than ones made with actual souls. Turns out mortality causes something in the soul that can't be made artificially.
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"No, thank you, reptillian."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
She reaches up and takes off her mask, revealing an elven face with purple eyes.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Ah, understood. Thanks for telling me."
Understood. Um... Guess I was an exception or I just of been off the wall energetic when I was not an angel. Um... When was the last time you made an angel, artificial or mortal-tainted
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"You may refer to me as Throden-Irhtos."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*What dis*
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
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*New tavern, because people didn't like the management of the old one*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*New tavern!*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"No thank you, Throden-Irhtos."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Ah, you is one with sharp ears," He nods, "Your eyes are also nice."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Understood. May I have a name?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Thank you, reptillian."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"You are welcome."
An exception can always be a good thing. Then again, i didn't create you, so perhaps other gods got past that. I believe the last angel i made recently, was about 3000 years back or so.
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Wow, very pog, so dodge, many waffles, wow*
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details