Thirteen is leading a macabre parade of his many slinking and shambling undead out of the woods and toward town. He looks oddly sinister, almost like the wicked necromancers that are so often reviled in folklore.
Mauric is lying on his back on the roof, his tail occasionally flipping back and forth wearily, gazing up at the stars.
Loriche is attempting to melt down all the random rocks she’s gathered at her camp, and large plumes of foul dark green smoke are curling up from the cauldron.
Riotan is beating large numbers of rats to death in an alley and shoveling them into his gullet. He’s let the beast out a bit, it seems.
Klei is trying to move stolen goods.
Isaac heads out towards the horde with his crossbow in hand
Thirteen spots him and halts the procession. “What is it, my dear lad?”
he gestures towards the undead with disgust "those things look like they're headed towards town. might as well pick some of them off before they get there"
“I’m leading them. It’s just a parade for the holiday. Don’t worry, they’re all completely under my control and I’ll bury them again the moment I get past the borders of town.”
He looks briefly confused before realizing "I completely forgot All Hallows was tonight"
“Yes, and the people of this town should see that not everything that seems evil is dangerous to them.” He gestures to the many shadows, skeletons, zombies, scarecrows, and ghouls. “Harmless, the lot of them, and quite endearing in a way.”
"i've seen what they can do to a town in a night"
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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
Domino is wearing a slightly skimpy costume, nothing too seriously revealing, but not Damian approved, but its not like she cares. She's mingling in the throng of things, dancing with whoever.
*How old is domino? i recall you said they aged fast*
*at this point, it'd be around 16-17*
*wow, that is fast*
*demon/herangon blood. aging slows rapidly once they mature tho.*
*Oooo, fun :D* *Hmm... who should i use...*
*oo, here*
A young man in the 'mosh pit' dancefloor with a domino mask offers a hand to spin her
She takes it, giggling softly "Hiiii!"
"Hello" he smiles, spinning her
She spins elegeantly, having a blast. She giggles again
He continues to dance with her, dressed in an outfit reminiscent of the phantom of the opera's (cloak, well dressed, mask, etc)
Her horns glow, illuminating her face a bit.
he tilts his head and smiles, "I like your costume, you look lovely" he says simply
She flushes, and her horns flicker slightly. "Thank you, you look very handsome."
he chuckles, giving a light wink, "Why thank you"
"You from around here?" She says, holding the side of his face
"I'm from Gido, though i have been in town a few days" he says, leaning into her touch a bit
Her paws are soft. "never heard of it.. is it nice?"
"Yes, a small but very lovely town" he says, smiling softly, "You have that in common with it eh?"
"I sure do, i've been here all my life, not one complaint!"
"Well, i do plan on staying for a while" he smiles, "I'll see how it suits me while i'm here then"
"It's nice here, quiet... there's the occasional incident, but mostly, you'd be unaffected by the happenings."
"Sounds nice. Maybe you can show me around sometime?"
"Sure!" She says, smiling softly.
He smiles and offers his hand once again, "Lovely. May I have this dance?" He asks with a chuckle
Thirteen is leading a macabre parade of his many slinking and shambling undead out of the woods and toward town. He looks oddly sinister, almost like the wicked necromancers that are so often reviled in folklore.
Mauric is lying on his back on the roof, his tail occasionally flipping back and forth wearily, gazing up at the stars.
Loriche is attempting to melt down all the random rocks she’s gathered at her camp, and large plumes of foul dark green smoke are curling up from the cauldron.
Riotan is beating large numbers of rats to death in an alley and shoveling them into his gullet. He’s let the beast out a bit, it seems.
Klei is trying to move stolen goods.
Isaac heads out towards the horde with his crossbow in hand
Thirteen spots him and halts the procession. “What is it, my dear lad?”
he gestures towards the undead with disgust "those things look like they're headed towards town. might as well pick some of them off before they get there"
“I’m leading them. It’s just a parade for the holiday. Don’t worry, they’re all completely under my control and I’ll bury them again the moment I get past the borders of town.”
He looks briefly confused before realizing "I completely forgot All Hallows was tonight"
“Yes, and the people of this town should see that not everything that seems evil is dangerous to them.” He gestures to the many shadows, skeletons, zombies, scarecrows, and ghouls. “Harmless, the lot of them, and quite endearing in a way.”
"i've seen what they can do to a town in a night"
“Yes but you can just simply-” He snaps his fingers and all of the undead collapse or dissipate. “-turn them off. Oh, and on.” He snaps his fingers again, and they all resume their positions.
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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.
“As long as we take turns, we should probably get back to serving huh?” He looks back to the corner.
All who are attending have eaten already. "No, I have [that one character of fry's, the blind girl who I gave fuzzy vision] to cover drinks for us, it should be fine"
He nods “Well then what do you want to do? Dance the night away?”
"sure, 'dance'~" She says, snickering
“Well take the lead my mistress in black.” He says, grinning wide, alluding to her outfit.
"Careful what you say, I know some pretty powerful spells, believe it or not. In an instant, you'd be my wife."
“I wouldn’t dare to disagree, but I am an eighth level caster. Either way, I think I’m very in touch with my feminine side.” He smirks.
"I learned how to cast at an 8th level... when I was 20~" She says, grabbing his shoulder. Suddenly, he feels a pound lighter.
He smiles “I learned one when I was 18. Unfortunately I shouldn’t cast Reality Break here.” He raises an eyebrow with another smirk, rubbing his tongue over his fangs.
"I'll break your reality~" She says, raising an eyebrow.
He chuckles “Oh you tempt me~” He gives her a passionate kiss “But we’re in public.” He suddenly smells burn “OH NO! The pie!” He rushes over, taking the slightly burnt pie out.
"Damian! No....." she says, sighing. "The pie..."
He sighs, putting his hands on his hips “Well this just won’t do. I’ll have to cast Hero’s Feast to compensate. It isn’t burned too much.”
Domino is wearing a slightly skimpy costume, nothing too seriously revealing, but not Damian approved, but its not like she cares. She's mingling in the throng of things, dancing with whoever.
*How old is domino? i recall you said they aged fast*
*at this point, it'd be around 16-17*
*wow, that is fast*
*demon/herangon blood. aging slows rapidly once they mature tho.*
*Oooo, fun :D* *Hmm... who should i use...*
*oo, here*
A young man in the 'mosh pit' dancefloor with a domino mask offers a hand to spin her
She takes it, giggling softly "Hiiii!"
"Hello" he smiles, spinning her
She spins elegeantly, having a blast. She giggles again
He continues to dance with her, dressed in an outfit reminiscent of the phantom of the opera's (cloak, well dressed, mask, etc)
Her horns glow, illuminating her face a bit.
he tilts his head and smiles, "I like your costume, you look lovely" he says simply
She flushes, and her horns flicker slightly. "Thank you, you look very handsome."
he chuckles, giving a light wink, "Why thank you"
"You from around here?" She says, holding the side of his face
"I'm from Gido, though i have been in town a few days" he says, leaning into her touch a bit
Her paws are soft. "never heard of it.. is it nice?"
"Yes, a small but very lovely town" he says, smiling softly, "You have that in common with it eh?"
"I sure do, i've been here all my life, not one complaint!"
"Well, i do plan on staying for a while" he smiles, "I'll see how it suits me while i'm here then"
"It's nice here, quiet... there's the occasional incident, but mostly, you'd be unaffected by the happenings."
"Sounds nice. Maybe you can show me around sometime?"
"Sure!" She says, smiling softly.
He smiles and offers his hand once again, "Lovely. May I have this dance?" He asks with a chuckle
She takes it, squeezing it gently. "Sure, then you can buy me a drink~"
"My pleasure~" He says, pulling her into a dance along to the beat of the song playing
Thirteen is leading a macabre parade of his many slinking and shambling undead out of the woods and toward town. He looks oddly sinister, almost like the wicked necromancers that are so often reviled in folklore.
Mauric is lying on his back on the roof, his tail occasionally flipping back and forth wearily, gazing up at the stars.
Loriche is attempting to melt down all the random rocks she’s gathered at her camp, and large plumes of foul dark green smoke are curling up from the cauldron.
Riotan is beating large numbers of rats to death in an alley and shoveling them into his gullet. He’s let the beast out a bit, it seems.
Klei is trying to move stolen goods.
Isaac heads out towards the horde with his crossbow in hand
Thirteen spots him and halts the procession. “What is it, my dear lad?”
he gestures towards the undead with disgust "those things look like they're headed towards town. might as well pick some of them off before they get there"
“I’m leading them. It’s just a parade for the holiday. Don’t worry, they’re all completely under my control and I’ll bury them again the moment I get past the borders of town.”
He looks briefly confused before realizing "I completely forgot All Hallows was tonight"
“Yes, and the people of this town should see that not everything that seems evil is dangerous to them.” He gestures to the many shadows, skeletons, zombies, scarecrows, and ghouls. “Harmless, the lot of them, and quite endearing in a way.”
"i've seen what they can do to a town in a night"
“Yes but you can just simply-” He snaps his fingers and all of the undead collapse or dissipate. “-turn them off. Oh, and on.” He snaps his fingers again, and they all resume their 'positions.
"It gives me the chills either way. Keep your dead in line, necromancer" he spits out that last word
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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
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*Baalze? Anyone?*
*…i’m here*
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've seen what they can do to a town in a night"
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
*Do you want to rp with me or are you just here so I’m not alone?*
He smiles and offers his hand once again, "Lovely. May I have this dance?" He asks with a chuckle
*both :)*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Honestly, I want to intro a new character but I only have like 20 minutes to make and RP them.*
Barbeau is dressed down instead of up, revealing his shark-like features. He's presently shopping at the suddenly Spooktacular Market.
Felix is dressed up as a vampire and is giving out homemade treats at the tavern.
Cursebutcher is lying in his chair in front of the Sinclair Slaughterhouse with a bowl of candy.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Yes but you can just simply-” He snaps his fingers and all of the undead collapse or dissipate. “-turn them off. Oh, and on.” He snaps his fingers again, and they all resume their positions.
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 sighs, putting his hands on his hips “Well this just won’t do. I’ll have to cast Hero’s Feast to compensate. It isn’t burned too much.”
*Who would you like then good friend?*
“You lost?” He asks in a mellow voice, lifting his head slightly and looking down toward Salem.
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'm also up for rp, tho om heading to see a movie*
*uhhh Crusader*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"My pleasure~" He says, pulling her into a dance along to the beat of the song playing
"It gives me the chills either way. Keep your dead in line, necromancer" he spits out that last word
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