*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.
He puts his hands to his mouth to amplify his soft voice "Hey! That's pretty loud!"
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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.
He puts his hands to his mouth to amplify his soft voice "Hey! That's pretty loud!"
“Oh, sorry.” She ceases scraping the sword and looks up.
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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.
Loriche doesn’t yet notice him, utterly absorbed in the refinement of her blade.
He puts his hands to his mouth to amplify his soft voice "Hey! That's pretty loud!"
“Oh, sorry.” She ceases scraping the sword and looks up.
He waves a hand dismissively, giving a friendly smile "Don't worry about it, it's just a bit harder to meditate with all the noise." He says, putting two fingers together, his voice just as friendly.
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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.'
*Good morning. I feel like crap so don't expect too much of me*
Phoenix is half-awake at a table, sipping coffee.
*Man, hope you feel better.*
They see someone new in town, dressed in a stylized black Japanese uniform. A muscular teenager around 17-18, Jet black slicked back hair, the jacket of the uniform over one shoulder, just walking around, the air around them seems different, but not magic. *New character idea, maybe, I think.*
*Good morning. I feel like crap so don't expect too much of me*
Phoenix is half-awake at a table, sipping coffee.
*Man, hope you feel better.*
They see someone new in town, dressed in a stylized black Japanese uniform. A muscular teenager around 17-18, Jet black slicked back hair, the jacket of the uniform over one shoulder, just walking around, the air around them seems different, but not magic. *New character idea, maybe, I think.*
*I hope so*
Phoenixx watches them through the window, sipping his coffee slowly.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Good morning. I feel like crap so don't expect too much of me*
Phoenix is half-awake at a table, sipping coffee.
*Man, hope you feel better.*
They see someone new in town, dressed in a stylized black Japanese uniform. A muscular teenager around 17-18, Jet black slicked back hair, the jacket of the uniform over one shoulder, just walking around, the air around them seems different, but not magic. *New character idea, maybe, I think.*
*I hope so*
Phoenixx watches them through the window, sipping his coffee slowly.
They walk into the tavern, spitting to the ground before they step on the porch, their eyes full of that distinct look of a delinquent. They walks through the door, sitting down and ordering a simple water.
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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.
He puts his hands to his mouth to amplify his soft voice "Hey! That's pretty loud!"
“Oh, sorry.” She ceases scraping the sword and looks up.
He waves a hand dismissively, giving a friendly smile "Don't worry about it, it's just a bit harder to meditate with all the noise." He says, putting two fingers together, his voice just as friendly.
“Thanks. Don’t think I’ve met you before. What’s your name?”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
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
*Good morning. I feel like crap so don't expect too much of me*
Phoenix is half-awake at a table, sipping coffee.
*Man, hope you feel better.*
They see someone new in town, dressed in a stylized black Japanese uniform. A muscular teenager around 17-18, Jet black slicked back hair, the jacket of the uniform over one shoulder, just walking around, the air around them seems different, but not magic. *New character idea, maybe, I think.*
*I hope so*
Phoenixx watches them through the window, sipping his coffee slowly.
They walk into the tavern, spitting to the ground before they step on the porch, their eyes full of that distinct look of a delinquent. They walks through the door, sitting down and ordering a simple water.
"Oh great...another delinquent. Like we don't have enough of those." Phoenix mutters into his cup.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Good morning. I feel like crap so don't expect too much of me*
Phoenix is half-awake at a table, sipping coffee.
*Man, hope you feel better.*
They see someone new in town, dressed in a stylized black Japanese uniform. A muscular teenager around 17-18, Jet black slicked back hair, the jacket of the uniform over one shoulder, just walking around, the air around them seems different, but not magic. *New character idea, maybe, I think.*
*I hope so*
Phoenixx watches them through the window, sipping his coffee slowly.
They walk into the tavern, spitting to the ground before they step on the porch, their eyes full of that distinct look of a delinquent. They walks through the door, sitting down and ordering a simple water.
"Oh great...another delinquent. Like we don't have enough of those." Phoenix mutters into his cup.
He turns, leaning against the counter as he drinks his water, his voice commanding, yet calm "It's rude to talk about people behind their back."
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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.'
*Good morning. I feel like crap so don't expect too much of me*
Propped up at the entrance to a cave is a man in armor with a spear through his chest. His breathing is shallow.
*what’s up?*
Suhou slinks over toward the man, and inspects his form worriedly.
*Just too much going on in my brain*
"…Oh, you…You’re no Hollow, eh?" he says, weakly
*I know the feeling. But things will get better*
The little god nuzzles up against the man, a healing mist settling over him that heals 28 hit points of damage.
*Yeah...maybe...8
the wounds do not close. "I’m done for, I’m afraid… I’ll die soon, then lose my sanity…"
*They will.*
Suhou tilts their head, confused.
He gently pats there head. "Little God...There is an old saying in my family… Thou who art Undead, art chosen… In thine exodus from the Undead Asylum, maketh pilgrimage to the land of Ancient Lords… When thou ringeth the Bell of Awakening, the fate of the Undead thou shalt know.."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He puts his hands to his mouth to amplify his soft voice "Hey! That's pretty loud!"
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.)
“Oh, sorry.” She ceases scraping the sword and looks up.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Good morning. I feel like crap so don't expect too much of me*
Theren is in the library asleep, snoring on a couch.
Phoenix is half-awake at a table, sipping coffee.
Nick is asleep in his room, sun streaming over him and making him shift in his sleep.
Helena and The Tarnished are outside picking flowers, The Tarnished doing it begrudgingly.
-this last one is for anyone walking in the woods-
Propped up at the entrance to a cave is a man in armor with a spear through his chest. His breathing is shallow.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He waves a hand dismissively, giving a friendly smile "Don't worry about it, it's just a bit harder to meditate with all the noise." He says, putting two fingers together, his voice just as friendly.
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.)
*Man, hope you feel better.*
They see someone new in town, dressed in a stylized black Japanese uniform. A muscular teenager around 17-18, Jet black slicked back hair, the jacket of the uniform over one shoulder, just walking around, the air around them seems different, but not magic. *New character idea, maybe, I think.*
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.)
*I hope so*
Phoenixx watches them through the window, sipping his coffee slowly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*what’s up?*
Suhou slinks over toward the man, and inspects his form worriedly.
This is just Jobah619 again btw
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
They walk into the tavern, spitting to the ground before they step on the porch, their eyes full of that distinct look of a delinquent. They walks through the door, sitting down and ordering a simple water.
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.)
“Thanks. Don’t think I’ve met you before. What’s your name?”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Just too much going on in my brain*
"…Oh, you…You’re no Hollow, eh?" he says, weakly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(I feel sick -v- )
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
"Oh great...another delinquent. Like we don't have enough of those." Phoenix mutters into his cup.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I know the feeling. But things will get better*
The little god nuzzles up against the man, a healing mist settling over him that heals 24 hit points of damage.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Yeah...maybe...8
the wounds do not close. "I’m done for, I’m afraid… I’ll die soon, then lose my sanity…"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*They will.*
Suhou tilts their head, confused.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
He bows deeply, his arms behind his back "You can call me Shen, and you are?"
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.)
He turns, leaning against the counter as he drinks his water, his voice commanding, yet calm "It's rude to talk about people behind their back."
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.)
He gently pats there head. "Little God...There is an old saying in my family… Thou who art Undead, art chosen… In thine exodus from the Undead Asylum, maketh pilgrimage to the land of Ancient Lords… When thou ringeth the Bell of Awakening, the fate of the Undead thou shalt know.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Half Life is causing me great pain right now.*
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
*Jester. Did you make [gp]ing Jotaro Kujo.*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.