*Yeah, I had fun playing him. He is a silly billy.*
Alix is sitting outside, sipping a wooden mug of tea. He hums an old Russian song to himself as he takes in the scenery around him.
Reese approaches, quietly singing a German song she doesn't know the translation of *cough, cough Erika cough cough* She sits down next to him, a bit drunk. "Hiiiiiii handsome~"
Alix looks over, his tail thumping happily "Hi Reeses Pieces!" He picks her forehead.
*sure, Shade has just dumped the new drink into Reese's lap*
"aww, hell..." she says, sighing. "Shade... you okay?.."
Shade is glaring at Reese. "you tricked me!"
"tricked? How did I trick you, kitty?.." She says, brow furrowing.
Shade sinks her claws into the counter. "i thought that you LIKED me!"
"Hey!" She spits back, grabbing Shade's chin, but gently, her deeply hidden motherly instincts kicking in "I think you're really sweet, but I have a boyfriend. I never said I didn't like you, in fact, if I hadn't met Alix, we wouldn't be having this conversation!"
Shade's eyes flash and she seems to relax
"I have to honor him, i'm sorry.. We can still be friends, okay?.."
Scott is analyzing old texts, picking through stories about fantastical countries long ago.
Kelipso is munching on a summer salad despite it being fall, sitting outside with Gordon.
Jack is outside, carving a small wand out of yew wood. He hums to himself as he does.
Isaac heads over to him "anything good in there?"
"Not quite... Not as bad but.." he shrugs.
"Old books can be either really entertaining or a slog to get through in my experience"
"I think this one is both unfortunately.. and I've read bad books." He chuckles.
Isaac laughs "last one I had to go through was miserable. Half of the pages were praising some old god in the wordiest ways possible"
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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
Out from the shadows of the forest and the depths of hell, a blue portal appears from a single atom, growing at light speed. Its innards spin like a vortex, the exterior shape remaining the same. It spits out the last thing it consumed, a beaten and battered man. He is 6 foot 1, wears black slacks, combat boots, and a long sleeve blue work shirt. His clothes are tattered, stained with blood, and he is missing his right hand.
Within the trees nearby is a Tabaxi, perched rather. They are wearing adventurer’s clothes, light and lean, black spots all over their body, their eyes orange slits. They are muscular, yet lean, like a climbing athlete, their claws sharp. They have a greatsword on their back.
The man grumbles slowly as he sits up, resting his back against a nearby tree. "Awh, hell, not again.." he says, digging in a side bag for something.
They looks down to them, smirking with fangs sharp as daggers, jumping down nibbly, with acrobatic prowess. He leans against the tree, waving to them silently, their voice surprisingly deep and silky “Hello.”
He cant find what he's searching for, and he panics slightly. He sighs, standing up. "Hey, pal. Seen a book with a face on it?"
He tilts his head “I’ve haven’t seen any necronomicons around here, but then again, I’ve only arrived here today.” He wraps his tail around a tree branch, beginning to hang from it.
"Great, just my luck. I can't catch a break... first the cabin, then the.. cabin again.. then that f[gp]in.. King guy.. Arthur. yeah... Arthur...Well, if you wanna help me find mine, I can offer you a firm handshake as payment."
He tilts his head farther, his eyes dilating and ears twitching “Hmm I would offer you the help, but the sun is still out, and I know there is a place that’s really warm I could be laying at right now.” He flips himself over, back to his paws.
"Well, I appreciate it anyway, i'm just gonna check out this tavern" *he would pronounce it tuh verhn, he's silly* "See ya, stranger." he says, walking off.
*I need him to int w/ Damian, that ok?*
*Thats fine.*
Damian is at the tavern, just cleaning up from after the night everyone had, humming to himself as he dances around the tavern once more.
Kelipso is munching on a summer salad despite it being fall, sitting outside with Gordon.
Cursebutcher walks over, not really close, but definitely close enough to be obvious. He's holding a dog treat in his hand, and the brim of his cap is pushed up to reduce the shadow over his eyes, making him look less shady. "Could I pet your winter wolf?"
*Yeah, I had fun playing him. He is a silly billy.*
Alix is sitting outside, sipping a wooden mug of tea. He hums an old Russian song to himself as he takes in the scenery around him.
Reese approaches, quietly singing a German song she doesn't know the translation of *cough, cough Erika cough cough* She sits down next to him, a bit drunk. "Hiiiiiii handsome~"
Alix looks over, his tail thumping happily "Hi Reeses Pieces!" He picks her forehead.
"Hehe, hi Al-Pal" Her forehead, as does most of her fur, tastes of legitimate Reese's, I know, i'm so good at character design =]. it lingers in his maw for quite some time.
"How ya doin?"
He grins "I'm good for the most part, how are you?" He sniffs her and tilts his head "You're drunk aren't ya?"
Scott is analyzing old texts, picking through stories about fantastical countries long ago.
Kelipso is munching on a summer salad despite it being fall, sitting outside with Gordon.
Jack is outside, carving a small wand out of yew wood. He hums to himself as he does.
Isaac heads over to him "anything good in there?"
"Not quite... Not as bad but.." he shrugs.
"Old books can be either really entertaining or a slog to get through in my experience"
"I think this one is both unfortunately.. and I've read bad books." He chuckles.
Isaac laughs "last one I had to go through was miserable. Half of the pages were praising some old god in the wordiest ways possible"
"Oh, that's less than the readers are wasting." He sits up, chuckling.
"what do you mean?"
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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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“And now you’re not, how fortunate for me I suppose.” He chuckles “Zack. Nice to meet.”
*Not much, just watched Good Will Hunting. good movie, love me a classic*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Does anyone else want to role play with me? If so what characters would you like?*
Alix looks over, his tail thumping happily "Hi Reeses Pieces!" He picks her forehead.
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
Shade tears up. "i-is there anyone e-else...?"
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
"Tycho," he offers a hand
Isaac laughs "last one I had to go through was miserable. Half of the pages were praising some old god in the wordiest ways possible"
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
*for Wendigo's eyes only*
Want to go at it just a little? See how Reese reacts?
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
*Thats fine.*
Damian is at the tavern, just cleaning up from after the night everyone had, humming to himself as he dances around the tavern once more.
Cursebutcher walks over, not really close, but definitely close enough to be obvious. He's holding a dog treat in his hand, and the brim of his cap is pushed up to reduce the shadow over his eyes, making him look less shady. "Could I pet your winter wolf?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Oh, that's less than the readers are wasting." He sits up, chuckling.
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 takes the hand, shaking it firmly and friendly enough “That’s a fun name, I might take it when I shift into you.” He says jokingly.
*¯\_(ツ)_/¯ sure.*
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 grins "I'm good for the most part, how are you?" He sniffs her and tilts his head "You're drunk aren't ya?"
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
"what do you mean?"
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