*jester cut* He catches all but the last, and it does quite a bit of damage. He breathes in deep. "Impressive. Maybe its time for me to stop holding back."
"Hello, little one." She says gently from the behind the counter a few feet from him. "Welcome to Aspen Cafe."
He backsteps, moving from foot to foot, kicking and punching at the air in front of him “Come on, hit back, I can take the hit, I’ve taken worse.”
The child looks up to them, tilting their head, milky confused eyes looking back at them “C-…cafe?” They are wearing a small school uniform.
*jester cut* He catches all but the last, and it does quite a bit of damage. He breathes in deep. "Impressive. Maybe its time for me to stop holding back."
"Hello, little one." She says gently from the behind the counter a few feet from him. "Welcome to Aspen Cafe."
He backsteps, moving from foot to foot, kicking and punching at the air in front of him “Come on, hit back, I can take the hit, I’ve taken worse.”
The child looks up to them, tilting their head, milky confused eyes looking back at them “C-…cafe?” They are wearing a small school uniform.
"Oh, not this you haven't..." The scenery changes, and Salem disappears. Around [name] is the place associated with his biggest regret.
"Yes, child. A cafe. A restaraunt?" She says, holding her paws together.
Around suddenly is what appears to be an underground facility, and Shen looks around with a smile “What is this? Why are we at Union headquarters.”
They put their hands behind their back, nodding slowly “Y-yes, okay. Can… can I eat?”
*I am slightly concerned that they may be a lot like Satan in many aspects.*
*I am too... Baal, wtf!*
*He's a demi-dragon with a lot of fire and lava magic, and he embodies freedom despite being a paladin, a holy class normally defined by its lawfulness. He's also an escaped slave who was in charge of keeping fires lit indefinitely and still has the means to do so.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I am slightly concerned that they may be a lot like Satan in many aspects.*
*I am too... Baal, wtf!*
*He's a demi-dragon with a lot of fire and lava magic, and he embodies freedom despite being a paladin, a holy class normally defined by its lawfulness. He's also an escaped slave who was in charge of keeping fires lit indefinitely and still has the means to do so.*
* "keeps fires lit eternally and still has means to do so"*
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Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
*I am slightly concerned that they may be a lot like Satan in many aspects.*
*I am too... Baal, wtf!*
*He's a demi-dragon with a lot of fire and lava magic, and he embodies freedom despite being a paladin, a holy class normally defined by its lawfulness. He's also an escaped slave who was in charge of keeping fires lit indefinitely and still has the means to do so.*
* "keeps fires lit eternally and still has means to do so"*
*i dont think the image worked but you can probably see what I was going for*
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Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
The hidden Darklord that owned a Weapons Factory back in the day but was never really seen or heard from. No one knew what they looked like or what they sounded like but they created the most deadly weapons in the world for a time. The factory began to do poorly because people were waging wars with these godly weapons which put the owner out of business. Now they live in the decrepit factory but yet no one knows who they are still.
And the owner is literally just a chinchilla.*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The hidden Darklord that owned a Weapons Factory back in the day but was never really seen or heard from. No one knew what they looked like or what they sounded like but they created the most deadly weapons in the world for a time. The factory began to do poorly because people were waging wars with these godly weapons which put the owner out of business. Now they live in the decrepit factory but yet no one knows who they are still.
And the owner is literally just a chinchilla.*
*Rocket Raccoon + Oswald*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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*sorry for disappearing you lot.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He backsteps, moving from foot to foot, kicking and punching at the air in front of him “Come on, hit back, I can take the hit, I’ve taken worse.”
The child looks up to them, tilting their head, milky confused eyes looking back at them “C-…cafe?” They are wearing a small school uniform.
*Its chillin, good to have you back.*
Around suddenly is what appears to be an underground facility, and Shen looks around with a smile “What is this? Why are we at Union headquarters.”
They put their hands behind their back, nodding slowly “Y-yes, okay. Can… can I eat?”
*Sorry gtg. Finish later?*
*Almost finished with my new character!*
*I am slightly concerned that they may be a lot like Satan in many aspects.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*wee.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*He's a demi-dragon with a lot of fire and lava magic, and he embodies freedom despite being a paladin, a holy class normally defined by its lawfulness. He's also an escaped slave who was in charge of keeping fires lit indefinitely and still has the means to do so.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
* "keeps fires lit eternally and still has means to do so"*
Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
*i dont think the image worked but you can probably see what I was going for*
Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
*Okay, I finalized the idea.
The hidden Darklord that owned a Weapons Factory back in the day but was never really seen or heard from. No one knew what they looked like or what they sounded like but they created the most deadly weapons in the world for a time. The factory began to do poorly because people were waging wars with these godly weapons which put the owner out of business. Now they live in the decrepit factory but yet no one knows who they are still.
And the owner is literally just a chinchilla.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Rocket Raccoon + Oswald*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.