Mauric is trying to find ordained ministers for his and Nick’s wedding.
The Celestial Gym bro is walking around drinking another fruit smoothie after a workout.
Mauric has a small list and is standing on the sidewalk, murmuring through all of the names, looking concerned.
He leans over to Mauric, lowering his circular black shades “You good man? You seem like you’ve got something heavy on your mind.”
“I, uh… yeah, I do…” He admits. “I can’t find an officiant, my wedding’s in two days, and I don’t know how to get a license or anything…”
He smiles and pushes his glasses back up “Well, if you are willing to take someone you don’t know then you are in luck my friend. I am actually a licensed officiant.”
He looks up. “Oh, well sure. Yeah. That’d be great. Me and my husband are super grateful. Uh, what’s your fee?”
“I’ll do it completely for free. The only payment I need is the happiness this wedding will bring. High Judge of the Celestial courts, nice to meet you.” He bows.
“Oh my God, thanks so much.” He crams the list into his pocket. “What’re the Celestial Courts?”
“Well I assume you know about the Celestial realms, I am the person in charge of Judging those who enter there. I usually just spend my time miggling with gods or working out though.” He says with a chuckle.
“I, uh, don’t know about the Celestial realms, but… so you’re like an angel or something?”
“Something like that, the Celestial realms are like a counterpart to the Nine hells.”
“…okay.”
“Sorry, that’s probably a lot for someone about to get married.” He smiles, tapping their chest “You must be a lucky man.”
“Yeah I’m pretty sure I’ve never seen any of those, but I’ll make sure to keep an eye out just for you. Would you like anything?” He says, smiling wide.
He holds up his hands in surrender “Just joking man, just joking.”
"Good." he huffs, hiding the knife back into his coat
He puts his hands in the pockets of his robe “Calm down dude, we’re all friends here man.”
"I met you five minutes ago after you presumably woke me up from a nap, looming over me in my own skin with a greatsword" he says sarcastically
“Yeah, you don’t do that to your friends?” He says with a little laugh “Anything could have woken you up, you can’t prove that it was me.”
"Hm... i don't do the skin stealing or the greatsword part." He sighs, "did you cause the thunder?"
“Oh yeah, I’m a Storm sorcerer, it’s what I can do, you know? You should get a great sword, it’s a fun time.” He says, sitting down with him.
"I prefer daggers, they're easier to throw and conceal." he shrugs, "Plus i tend to entertain kids from time to time, and knife tricks are more fun than card tricks"
“Knife tricks are nice, but have you ever tried lightning tricks?” Lightning strikes his fingers, messing around with it “It entertains everyone who hasn’t seen it before.”
Tycho smirks, and with a wink, covers his hand in electricity, "i got my own little magic tricks"
He holds up his hands in surrender “Just joking man, just joking.”
"Good." he huffs, hiding the knife back into his coat
He puts his hands in the pockets of his robe “Calm down dude, we’re all friends here man.”
"I met you five minutes ago after you presumably woke me up from a nap, looming over me in my own skin with a greatsword" he says sarcastically
“Yeah, you don’t do that to your friends?” He says with a little laugh “Anything could have woken you up, you can’t prove that it was me.”
"Hm... i don't do the skin stealing or the greatsword part." He sighs, "did you cause the thunder?"
“Oh yeah, I’m a Storm sorcerer, it’s what I can do, you know? You should get a great sword, it’s a fun time.” He says, sitting down with him.
"I prefer daggers, they're easier to throw and conceal." he shrugs, "Plus i tend to entertain kids from time to time, and knife tricks are more fun than card tricks"
“Knife tricks are nice, but have you ever tried lightning tricks?” Lightning strikes his fingers, messing around with it “It entertains everyone who hasn’t seen it before.”
Tycho smirks, and with a wink, covers his hand in electricity, "i got my own little magic tricks"
He laughs again “Ah looks like I’ll have some trouble if other people are matching my tricks. What’s this place like anyway?”
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Mauric is trying to find ordained ministers for his and Nick’s wedding.
The Celestial Gym bro is walking around drinking another fruit smoothie after a workout.
Mauric has a small list and is standing on the sidewalk, murmuring through all of the names, looking concerned.
He leans over to Mauric, lowering his circular black shades “You good man? You seem like you’ve got something heavy on your mind.”
“I, uh… yeah, I do…” He admits. “I can’t find an officiant, my wedding’s in two days, and I don’t know how to get a license or anything…”
He smiles and pushes his glasses back up “Well, if you are willing to take someone you don’t know then you are in luck my friend. I am actually a licensed officiant.”
He looks up. “Oh, well sure. Yeah. That’d be great. Me and my husband are super grateful. Uh, what’s your fee?”
“I’ll do it completely for free. The only payment I need is the happiness this wedding will bring. High Judge of the Celestial courts, nice to meet you.” He bows.
“Oh my God, thanks so much.” He crams the list into his pocket. “What’re the Celestial Courts?”
“Well I assume you know about the Celestial realms, I am the person in charge of Judging those who enter there. I usually just spend my time miggling with gods or working out though.” He says with a chuckle.
“I, uh, don’t know about the Celestial realms, but… so you’re like an angel or something?”
“Something like that, the Celestial realms are like a counterpart to the Nine hells.”
“…okay.”
“Sorry, that’s probably a lot for someone about to get married.” He smiles, tapping their chest “You must be a lucky man.”
“I am.” He beams. “Nick is the greatest man I have ever met. I couldn’t ever love anyone the same as I love him.”
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He holds up his hands in surrender “Just joking man, just joking.”
"Good." he huffs, hiding the knife back into his coat
He puts his hands in the pockets of his robe “Calm down dude, we’re all friends here man.”
"I met you five minutes ago after you presumably woke me up from a nap, looming over me in my own skin with a greatsword" he says sarcastically
“Yeah, you don’t do that to your friends?” He says with a little laugh “Anything could have woken you up, you can’t prove that it was me.”
"Hm... i don't do the skin stealing or the greatsword part." He sighs, "did you cause the thunder?"
“Oh yeah, I’m a Storm sorcerer, it’s what I can do, you know? You should get a great sword, it’s a fun time.” He says, sitting down with him.
"I prefer daggers, they're easier to throw and conceal." he shrugs, "Plus i tend to entertain kids from time to time, and knife tricks are more fun than card tricks"
“Knife tricks are nice, but have you ever tried lightning tricks?” Lightning strikes his fingers, messing around with it “It entertains everyone who hasn’t seen it before.”
Tycho smirks, and with a wink, covers his hand in electricity, "i got my own little magic tricks"
He laughs again “Ah looks like I’ll have some trouble if other people are matching my tricks. What’s this place like anyway?”
A tall, imposing wolflike figure in a snappy fedora is outside smoking an expensive cigar
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Mauric is trying to find ordained ministers for his and Nick’s wedding.
The Celestial Gym bro is walking around drinking another fruit smoothie after a workout.
Mauric has a small list and is standing on the sidewalk, murmuring through all of the names, looking concerned.
He leans over to Mauric, lowering his circular black shades “You good man? You seem like you’ve got something heavy on your mind.”
“I, uh… yeah, I do…” He admits. “I can’t find an officiant, my wedding’s in two days, and I don’t know how to get a license or anything…”
He smiles and pushes his glasses back up “Well, if you are willing to take someone you don’t know then you are in luck my friend. I am actually a licensed officiant.”
He looks up. “Oh, well sure. Yeah. That’d be great. Me and my husband are super grateful. Uh, what’s your fee?”
“I’ll do it completely for free. The only payment I need is the happiness this wedding will bring. High Judge of the Celestial courts, nice to meet you.” He bows.
“Oh my God, thanks so much.” He crams the list into his pocket. “What’re the Celestial Courts?”
“Well I assume you know about the Celestial realms, I am the person in charge of Judging those who enter there. I usually just spend my time miggling with gods or working out though.” He says with a chuckle.
“I, uh, don’t know about the Celestial realms, but… so you’re like an angel or something?”
“Something like that, the Celestial realms are like a counterpart to the Nine hells.”
“…okay.”
“Sorry, that’s probably a lot for someone about to get married.” He smiles, tapping their chest “You must be a lucky man.”
“I am.” He beams. “Nick is the greatest man I have ever met. I couldn’t ever love anyone the same as I love him.”
“Luckily for you , some people never find that person in their lives. You have found that person, and I hope they stick.”
He holds up his hands in surrender “Just joking man, just joking.”
"Good." he huffs, hiding the knife back into his coat
He puts his hands in the pockets of his robe “Calm down dude, we’re all friends here man.”
"I met you five minutes ago after you presumably woke me up from a nap, looming over me in my own skin with a greatsword" he says sarcastically
“Yeah, you don’t do that to your friends?” He says with a little laugh “Anything could have woken you up, you can’t prove that it was me.”
"Hm... i don't do the skin stealing or the greatsword part." He sighs, "did you cause the thunder?"
“Oh yeah, I’m a Storm sorcerer, it’s what I can do, you know? You should get a great sword, it’s a fun time.” He says, sitting down with him.
"I prefer daggers, they're easier to throw and conceal." he shrugs, "Plus i tend to entertain kids from time to time, and knife tricks are more fun than card tricks"
“Knife tricks are nice, but have you ever tried lightning tricks?” Lightning strikes his fingers, messing around with it “It entertains everyone who hasn’t seen it before.”
Tycho smirks, and with a wink, covers his hand in electricity, "i got my own little magic tricks"
He laughs again “Ah looks like I’ll have some trouble if other people are matching my tricks. What’s this place like anyway?”
"Calm. Mostly" he shrugs, "Decently nice atleast"
“Ah it’s calm, I hope things get interesting.” He says, laying down, sighing.
Mauric is trying to find ordained ministers for his and Nick’s wedding.
The Celestial Gym bro is walking around drinking another fruit smoothie after a workout.
Mauric has a small list and is standing on the sidewalk, murmuring through all of the names, looking concerned.
He leans over to Mauric, lowering his circular black shades “You good man? You seem like you’ve got something heavy on your mind.”
“I, uh… yeah, I do…” He admits. “I can’t find an officiant, my wedding’s in two days, and I don’t know how to get a license or anything…”
He smiles and pushes his glasses back up “Well, if you are willing to take someone you don’t know then you are in luck my friend. I am actually a licensed officiant.”
He looks up. “Oh, well sure. Yeah. That’d be great. Me and my husband are super grateful. Uh, what’s your fee?”
“I’ll do it completely for free. The only payment I need is the happiness this wedding will bring. High Judge of the Celestial courts, nice to meet you.” He bows.
“Oh my God, thanks so much.” He crams the list into his pocket. “What’re the Celestial Courts?”
“Well I assume you know about the Celestial realms, I am the person in charge of Judging those who enter there. I usually just spend my time miggling with gods or working out though.” He says with a chuckle.
“I, uh, don’t know about the Celestial realms, but… so you’re like an angel or something?”
“Something like that, the Celestial realms are like a counterpart to the Nine hells.”
“…okay.”
“Sorry, that’s probably a lot for someone about to get married.” He smiles, tapping their chest “You must be a lucky man.”
“I am.” He beams. “Nick is the greatest man I have ever met. I couldn’t ever love anyone the same as I love him.”
“Luckily for you , some people never find that person in their lives. You have found that person, and I hope they stick.”
*dude this is so sad knowing what happens*
“I know. I wake up thankful every morning that I can be with him, through thick and thin.”
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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.
“Yeah I’m pretty sure I’ve never seen any of those, but I’ll make sure to keep an eye out just for you. Would you like anything?” He says, smiling wide.
*Salem!*
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“Sorry, that’s probably a lot for someone about to get married.” He smiles, tapping their chest “You must be a lucky man.”
Shade seems to relax a little now that she has Reese's attention. "that drink"
*Shade doesnt like being told 'no'*
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 smirks, and with a wink, covers his hand in electricity, "i got my own little magic tricks"
He laughs again “Ah looks like I’ll have some trouble if other people are matching my tricks. What’s this place like anyway?”
*hello.*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
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
“I am.” He beams. “Nick is the greatest man I have ever met. I couldn’t ever love anyone the same as I love him.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Calm. Mostly" he shrugs, "Decently nice atleast"
A tall, imposing wolflike figure in a snappy fedora is outside smoking an expensive cigar
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
“Luckily for you , some people never find that person in their lives. You have found that person, and I hope they stick.”
"the one you had..." Shade tries to collect Reese's breath
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
“Ah it’s calm, I hope things get interesting.” He says, laying down, sighing.
Riotan is sitting not far away, redoing the runes carved onto his scales with his scimitar.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"three..."
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
*dude this is so sad knowing what happens*
“I know. I wake up thankful every morning that I can be with him, through thick and thin.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Salem!*