*If anyone else would like to rp, I am open. Pick which characters you would like to rp with and I shall accommodate.*
*Allison and Stroth?*
Allison is bandaging her wrists and feet, dressed in shorts and a sports bra. A wooden dummy stands before her.
Stroth is asleep in the rafters on the tavern.
Riotan isn’t far away, hunched over and facing away. He’s holding an embroidery hoop and a needle, and seems to be embroidering a length of snakeskin.
Thirteen is sitting directly under her in his armchair, surrounded by old scrolls and tomes. He looks up for a moment, seeing her, and remembers an old ally of his who often2 did the same thing.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*If anyone else would like to rp, I am open. Pick which characters you would like to rp with and I shall accommodate.*
*Allison and Stroth?*
Allison is bandaging her wrists and feet, dressed in shorts and a sports bra. A wooden dummy stands before her.
Stroth is asleep in the rafters on the tavern.
Riotan isn’t far away, hunched over and facing away. He’s holding an embroidery hoop and a needle, and seems to be embroidering a length of snakeskin.
Thirteen is sitting directly under her in his armchair, surrounded by old scrolls and tomes. He looks up for a moment, seeing her, and remembers an old ally of his who often2 did the same thing.
She raises a brow, tilting her head "Hello? Are you alright?"
*If anyone else would like to rp, I am open. Pick which characters you would like to rp with and I shall accommodate.*
*Allison and Stroth?*
Allison is bandaging her wrists and feet, dressed in shorts and a sports bra. A wooden dummy stands before her.
Stroth is asleep in the rafters on the tavern.
Riotan isn’t far away, hunched over and facing away. He’s holding an embroidery hoop and a needle, and seems to be embroidering a length of snakeskin.
Thirteen is sitting directly under her in his armchair, surrounded by old scrolls and tomes. He looks up for a moment, seeing her, and remembers an old ally of his who often2 did the same thing.
She raises a brow, tilting her head "Hello? Are you alright?"
After a moment, she wakes and stretches.
“Yep!” He responds happily, not turning.
Thirteen continues reading, turning to a chapter on the multiple incarnations of Vecna across the Material Plane.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Does anyone want to deal with any of my characters? You won't have to pick, I've been forcing yall to pick so much. If not, I'll just be here if yall need me.*
*your new guy please*
*Real sorry Jobah, back now.*
The Wood Elf is meditating in the woods, sitting on his legs with his eyes closed, taking rhythmic breaths. He's wearing a different Gi than before, Red instead of blue, with jet black gloves, golden circlets lining them.
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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.'
*Does anyone want to deal with any of my characters? You won't have to pick, I've been forcing yall to pick so much. If not, I'll just be here if yall need me.*
*Anyone else? If not thats fine.*
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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.'
*Does anyone want to deal with any of my characters? You won't have to pick, I've been forcing yall to pick so much. If not, I'll just be here if yall need me.*
*your new guy please*
*Real sorry Jobah, back now.*
The Wood Elf is meditating in the woods, sitting on his legs with his eyes closed, taking rhythmic breaths. He's wearing a different Gi than before, Red instead of blue, with jet black gloves, golden circlets lining them.
*no worries bro*
Loriche is whetting her wakizashi, which is producing a rather loud sound that would most certainly disturb one who was meditating.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*If anyone else would like to rp, I am open. Pick which characters you would like to rp with and I shall accommodate.*
*Allison and Stroth?*
Allison is bandaging her wrists and feet, dressed in shorts and a sports bra. A wooden dummy stands before her.
Stroth is asleep in the rafters on the tavern.
Riotan isn’t far away, hunched over and facing away. He’s holding an embroidery hoop and a needle, and seems to be embroidering a length of snakeskin.
Thirteen is sitting directly under her in his armchair, surrounded by old scrolls and tomes. He looks up for a moment, seeing her, and remembers an old ally of his who often2 did the same thing.
She raises a brow, tilting her head "Hello? Are you alright?"
After a moment, she wakes and stretches.
“Yep!” He responds happily, not turning.
Thirteen continues reading, turning to a chapter on the multiple incarnations of Vecna across the Material Plane.
*If anyone else would like to rp, I am open. Pick which characters you would like to rp with and I shall accommodate.*
*Allison and Stroth?*
Allison is bandaging her wrists and feet, dressed in shorts and a sports bra. A wooden dummy stands before her.
Stroth is asleep in the rafters on the tavern.
Riotan isn’t far away, hunched over and facing away. He’s holding an embroidery hoop and a needle, and seems to be embroidering a length of snakeskin.
Thirteen is sitting directly under her in his armchair, surrounded by old scrolls and tomes. He looks up for a moment, seeing her, and remembers an old ally of his who often2 did the same thing.
She raises a brow, tilting her head "Hello? Are you alright?"
After a moment, she wakes and stretches.
“Yep!” He responds happily, not turning.
Thirteen continues reading, turning to a chapter on the multiple incarnations of Vecna across the Material Plane.
She watches a moment more before shrugging.
She drops down and bows to Thirteen. "Hiya."
He seems to be stitching in a blasphemous glyph similar to that used to animate a golem, but in an Abyssal dialect.
“Salutations.” Thirteen bows as well.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Does anyone want to deal with any of my characters? You won't have to pick, I've been forcing yall to pick so much. If not, I'll just be here if yall need me.*
*your new guy please*
*Real sorry Jobah, back now.*
The Wood Elf is meditating in the woods, sitting on his legs with his eyes closed, taking rhythmic breaths. He's wearing a different Gi than before, Red instead of blue, with jet black gloves, golden circlets lining them.
*no worries bro*
Loriche is whetting her wakizashi, which is producing a rather loud sound that would most certainly disturb one who was meditating.
He smiles slightly, getting up and heading towards the sound, walking through the forest with completely silent steps, though when he does arrive he makes sure hes within view.
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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.'
*Does anyone want to deal with any of my characters? You won't have to pick, I've been forcing yall to pick so much. If not, I'll just be here if yall need me.*
*your new guy please*
*Real sorry Jobah, back now.*
The Wood Elf is meditating in the woods, sitting on his legs with his eyes closed, taking rhythmic breaths. He's wearing a different Gi than before, Red instead of blue, with jet black gloves, golden circlets lining them.
*no worries bro*
Loriche is whetting her wakizashi, which is producing a rather loud sound that would most certainly disturb one who was meditating.
He smiles slightly, getting up and heading towards the sound, walking through the forest with completely silent steps, though when he does arrive he makes sure hes within view.
Loriche doesn’t yet notice him, utterly absorbed in the refinement of her blade.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Unless you can take care of the government, I do not think so. I am just stressed, tired, and anxious about the future right now. I am worried about my sister, I am worried about my friends, I am worried for myself...*
(You and me both)
*Anyways, getting away from the depression. I am feeling better and want to rp.*
Isaac is inside assembling some sort of firing mechanism
Scott shows up behind him and tilts his head "Hey there."
He nods to scott "hey"
"What are you doing?"
"working on something for my client"
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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
*Unless you can take care of the government, I do not think so. I am just stressed, tired, and anxious about the future right now. I am worried about my sister, I am worried about my friends, I am worried for myself...*
(You and me both)
*Anyways, getting away from the depression. I am feeling better and want to rp.*
Isaac is inside assembling some sort of firing mechanism
Scott shows up behind him and tilts his head "Hey there."
*Unless you can take care of the government, I do not think so. I am just stressed, tired, and anxious about the future right now. I am worried about my sister, I am worried about my friends, I am worried for myself...*
(You and me both)
*Anyways, getting away from the depression. I am feeling better and want to rp.*
Isaac is inside assembling some sort of firing mechanism
Scott shows up behind him and tilts his head "Hey there."
He nods to scott "hey"
"What are you doing?"
"working on something for my client"
"Good or bad going?"
"Going well I'd say"
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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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Allison is bandaging her wrists and feet, dressed in shorts and a sports bra. A wooden dummy stands before her.
Stroth is asleep in the rafters on the tavern.
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
Riotan isn’t far away, hunched over and facing away. He’s holding an embroidery hoop and a needle, and seems to be embroidering a length of snakeskin.
Thirteen is sitting directly under her in his armchair, surrounded by old scrolls and tomes. He looks up for a moment, seeing her, and remembers an old ally of his who often2 did the same thing.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
She raises a brow, tilting her head "Hello? Are you alright?"
After a moment, she wakes and stretches.
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
*I'll try and RP once I'm done with my new character. They're a cottage witch knight*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Chill, can't wait to see it.*
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
“Yep!” He responds happily, not turning.
Thirteen continues reading, turning to a chapter on the multiple incarnations of Vecna across the Material Plane.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Real sorry Jobah, back now.*
The Wood Elf is meditating in the woods, sitting on his legs with his eyes closed, taking rhythmic breaths. He's wearing a different Gi than before, Red instead of blue, with jet black gloves, golden circlets lining them.
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.)
*Anyone else? If not thats fine.*
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 worries bro*
Loriche is whetting her wakizashi, which is producing a rather loud sound that would most certainly disturb one who was meditating.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
She watches a moment more before shrugging.
She drops down and bows to Theren "Hiya."
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 seems to be stitching in a blasphemous glyph similar to that used to animate a golem, but in an Abyssal dialect.
“Salutations.” Thirteen bows as well.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Her tattoo reacts to the glyph, the sound of her skin sizzling. She hisses, crying out in pain.
"How're ya?" She asks.
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 smiles slightly, getting up and heading towards the sound, walking through the forest with completely silent steps, though when he does arrive he makes sure hes within view.
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.)
Riotan doesn’t react to this at all, humming some bossa nova as he pulls the string taut.
“I’m alright. Just consulting some old texts for my latest research paper.” He gestures to the many documents and books around him.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Loriche doesn’t yet notice him, utterly absorbed in the refinement of her blade.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"working on something for my client"
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
Black bile begins to bubbling out of her mouth as she throws it up, it landing on the ground, sizzling the ground.
"Which ones?" She chuckles.
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
"Good or bad going?"
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
“Oh, how unpleasant…” Riotan pulls one of the threads out slightly, disrupting the glyph.
“All of them.”
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"Going well I'd say"
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