Podmorski is drinking and smoking out in a field of flowers, having a little picnic for himself. A mechanical abomination is cooking little animals and fae inside of itself and serving them to the strugel.
Podmorski is drinking and smoking out in a field of flowers, having a little picnic for himself. A mechanical abomination is cooking little animals and fae inside of itself and serving them to the strugel.
Podmorski sees a horse on a nearby path, a cloaked rider atop it.
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*Sure, if you want to. Do you want somebody in particular?*
*Not really. I was thinking of maybe Graverobber, Leper, Rag, or Sparrow, but I'm trying to only do one interaction at once per person so I can make good time.*
*Sure, if you want to. Do you want somebody in particular?*
*Not really. I was thinking of maybe Graverobber, Leper, Rag, or Sparrow, but I'm trying to only do one interaction at once per person so I can make good time.*
*Sure thing man, I perfectly understand, I’ll set one of em up for ya, and then we can rp.*
Sparrow is walking back into town from the forest, or rather stumbling, there are hole in him, flesh blown off of his body, left in pieces. He looks more injured than he usually does, looking like Swiss cheese.
Podmorski sees a horse on a nearby path, a cloaked rider atop it.
He thinks for a little bit before waving the man over, holding up a hot rainbow barbecue sandwich. "Care to join me?"
The horse stops, seemingly of its own accord, and the man effortlessly dismounts. He walks over. His hood obscures part of his face, leaving just a mouth visible. "Why not?" He says, grinning. The grin reveals jagged, pointed teeth, and is so wide the corners of his mouth are obscured by the shadow of the hood.
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
The new arrival is using his warhammer and nails while practicing against what appears to be some kind of fighting voodoo doll. He would throw nails into the air, propelling them with the warhammer swings into the doll, his eyes and hammer sparking with lightning.
*Not really. I was thinking of maybe Graverobber, Leper, Rag, or Sparrow, but I'm trying to only do one interaction at once per person so I can make good time.*
*Sure thing man, I perfectly understand, I’ll set one of em up for ya, and then we can rp.*
Sparrow is walking back into town from the forest, or rather stumbling, there are hole in him, flesh blown off of his body, left in pieces. He looks more injured than he usually does, looking like Swiss cheese.
He can feel something lurking, like a spider dancing along the web of consciousness. Trapped in the periphery. It takes notice of him, and suddenly, he can see it: a little strugel in a red and gold suit and matching raincoat, sitting on a nearby bench. "Rough day, huh?"
*Serious can be done, although most of mine aren’t, how about a spirit hunter with lightning powers?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Sounds good.*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
Podmorski sees a horse on a nearby path, a cloaked rider atop it.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*GRRRRRRR*
*Gotta go*
*stupid dad*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*Okay, whenever you’re ready I’ll be here.*
He thinks for a little bit before waving the man over, holding up a hot rainbow barbecue sandwich. "Care to join me?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Hey Jester, wanna RP?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Sure, if you want to. Do you want somebody in particular?*
*Not really. I was thinking of maybe Graverobber, Leper, Rag, or Sparrow, but I'm trying to only do one interaction at once per person so I can make good time.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Sure thing man, I perfectly understand, I’ll set one of em up for ya, and then we can rp.*
Sparrow is walking back into town from the forest, or rather stumbling, there are hole in him, flesh blown off of his body, left in pieces. He looks more injured than he usually does, looking like Swiss cheese.
*Back*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*Welcome back.*
The horse stops, seemingly of its own accord, and the man effortlessly dismounts. He walks over. His hood obscures part of his face, leaving just a mouth visible. "Why not?" He says, grinning. The grin reveals jagged, pointed teeth, and is so wide the corners of his mouth are obscured by the shadow of the hood.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*I is very very tired :(*
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
*Do yo intro and I'll interact*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*Long day?*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*Sure thing.*
The new arrival is using his warhammer and nails while practicing against what appears to be some kind of fighting voodoo doll. He would throw nails into the air, propelling them with the warhammer swings into the doll, his eyes and hammer sparking with lightning.
He can feel something lurking, like a spider dancing along the web of consciousness. Trapped in the periphery. It takes notice of him, and suddenly, he can see it: a little strugel in a red and gold suit and matching raincoat, sitting on a nearby bench. "Rough day, huh?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*You know when you've played to much Dead By Daylight when your latest creation literally is just the Dredge but with more backstory.*
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