He takes a defensive stance, although his face turns red. His eyes begin to spark with electricity as he flexes, his muscles bulging. (Rage)
They look at the smoke left behind as the magic begins to stop, they can see that the child’s hand began to come apart to reveal mechanisms that she can assume fire something very dangerous.
They look to them, looking them in the eyes “What do I smell like to you?” He whispers to them.
"feisty." She says, her horns igniting. She dashes in front of him, aiming to miss his ear with a thrust.
"Oh dear..." She says, concerned. "What to do with you?"
"You smell nice, but you didn't smell like this before... it's a friendly smell... makes my heart spin.."
He doesn’t flinch from the barely missing thrust, his lightning filled eyes looking at them, he points to the ground next to her foot, and a bolt lands there.
They then look to themselves, realizes what they almost did, curling up on the ground “S-sorry.”
He tilts his head “Makes your heart spin?” He smiles softly at them before pecking them on the forehead “Does that help?”
Zodiac is currently drinking a LOT, and seems vulnerable to manipulation
"Hey big boy." A soft voice comes from beside him. It's Aeris, holding a book. For those with the ability to see magic, it radiates of it, smelling like evil spirits.
"Hey hey"
"Wanna perform a ritual to bring my dead ex, Peony, back to life?"
*i thought there was gonna be a summoning. You can summon her*
Aeris is in a clearing, reading from the evil book. The words are unintelligible.
Thick, thorny tendrils of vine begin poking through the earth
She begins to chant with more firther in her voice.
*you mean fervor?* The dirt starts to peek away as a body-shaped tangle of vines breaches the surface
*yeah...*
"Arise, I command you!" She says, standing up.
the body tilts forward and the vines unravel, dumping a dead-looking peony on the ground. Her clothes are torn from the thorns and the wound that killed her is still visible in her gut. Her familiar face, though half-obscured by a mat of long tangled red hair, retains her scars, though her eyes are lifeless and glassy. Slowly, she stands up.
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
A rage-filled scream echoed through the crowded hall, dropping the shroud of silence on the once furious, now fearful nobles. There, bloodying the patriarche’s seat, was a figure none remembered, and if they did, they certainly didn’t recognize her.
In the backs of their minds, Peony Leile was a scared, mousy child outcast some years ago, sent to school and expected to die. Now as she stood before them, a terrifying creature ripped out of the pages of a long-forgotten storybook. Tendrils of thorny vines rose from the earth just as they had done for the former Patriarche, but they seemed far more fearsome under his daughter’s command.
That throne had been empty for years, so when an outcast teleported onto it and called for order, many of the lelies attacked. But her control over the vines brought a shocking realization to the throng, especially to Pierre who stood petrified, his rapier buried deep in Peony’s gut. Her claim to the seat was rightful, as the patriarche’s only child.
The reverent silence came too late, and so did Peony’s supporters. Not too late, however, to stop Pierre’s rapier from finding a new home in its weilder’s heart. Before she could be stopped, Peony claimed her position and repealed the long-standing tradition of banishment. Her aunt, brave Nettle, held the crowd back while the other dissenters tried to heal Peony, but the damage had been done.
Thus ended the ninety-two second reign of Peony Lelie, arguably the most important in the entire family history. Through her sacrifice, no other Lelie was ever banished like she had been.
*Death sscene btw*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
*i thought there was gonna be a summoning. You can summon her*
Aeris is in a clearing, reading from the evil book. The words are unintelligible.
Thick, thorny tendrils of vine begin poking through the earth
She begins to chant with more firther in her voice.
*you mean fervor?* The dirt starts to peek away as a body-shaped tangle of vines breaches the surface
*yeah...*
"Arise, I command you!" She says, standing up.
the body tilts forward and the vines unravel, dumping a dead-looking peony on the ground. Her clothes are torn from the thorns and the wound that killed her is still visible in her gut. Her familiar face, though half-obscured by a mat of long tangled red hair, retains her scars, though her eyes are lifeless and glassy. Slowly, she stands up.
"Hello, my love!" She says, tossing the book aside, a bit crazed.
Peony doesn't seem responsive *this zompeony is different from the other. The other was a spectre, and this one is a zombie, so she might be a little more foggy and a little less emotional*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
He takes a defensive stance, although his face turns red. His eyes begin to spark with electricity as he flexes, his muscles bulging. (Rage)
They look at the smoke left behind as the magic begins to stop, they can see that the child’s hand began to come apart to reveal mechanisms that she can assume fire something very dangerous.
They look to them, looking them in the eyes “What do I smell like to you?” He whispers to them.
"feisty." She says, her horns igniting. She dashes in front of him, aiming to miss his ear with a thrust.
"Oh dear..." She says, concerned. "What to do with you?"
"You smell nice, but you didn't smell like this before... it's a friendly smell... makes my heart spin.."
He doesn’t flinch from the barely missing thrust, his lightning filled eyes looking at them, he points to the ground next to her foot, and a bolt lands there.
They then look to themselves, realizes what they almost did, curling up on the ground “S-sorry.”
He tilts his head “Makes your heart spin?” He smiles softly at them before pecking them on the forehead “Does that help?”
"Gotta be quicker than that, stud." She says, dashing aside. "I need to try harder..." She says, pulling some dice out of a pouch.
"You're alright, I just dont know what happened.."
A soft grumble leaves her throat and she puffs out her cheeks. "No... yeah... I dunno!"
He looks like some kind of god of thunder now, he tosses nails on the ground all around him, his voice booming “Are you faster than lightning beautiful?” Like he’s a new man now.
They shakes their head “That h-happens, and I lose myself when it does. I’m so sorry.”
They smiles and curl back up “Good, you’ll have to figure that out for yourself. Let’s just rest for now hmm?”
*What did I miss, I hear that Felix is back, and I am overjoyed. Anyone want to role play?*
*My boi had a subclass change, and now he's functional! People can sacrifice the utterly ludicrous amount of temp HP he grants them in order to boost ability checks or armor class!*
*This way he's still useful while not making everybody invincible!*
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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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He doesn’t flinch from the barely missing thrust, his lightning filled eyes looking at them, he points to the ground next to her foot, and a bolt lands there.
They then look to themselves, realizes what they almost did, curling up on the ground “S-sorry.”
He tilts his head “Makes your heart spin?” He smiles softly at them before pecking them on the forehead “Does that help?”
*Hello my Caucasian brother.*
"Ok, sounds fun"
the body tilts forward and the vines unravel, dumping a dead-looking peony on the ground. Her clothes are torn from the thorns and the wound that killed her is still visible in her gut. Her familiar face, though half-obscured by a mat of long tangled red hair, retains her scars, though her eyes are lifeless and glassy. Slowly, she stands up.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
A rage-filled scream echoed through the crowded hall, dropping the shroud of silence on the once furious, now fearful nobles. There, bloodying the patriarche’s seat, was a figure none remembered, and if they did, they certainly didn’t recognize her.
In the backs of their minds, Peony Leile was a scared, mousy child outcast some years ago, sent to school and expected to die. Now as she stood before them, a terrifying creature ripped out of the pages of a long-forgotten storybook. Tendrils of thorny vines rose from the earth just as they had done for the former Patriarche, but they seemed far more fearsome under his daughter’s command.
That throne had been empty for years, so when an outcast teleported onto it and called for order, many of the lelies attacked. But her control over the vines brought a shocking realization to the throng, especially to Pierre who stood petrified, his rapier buried deep in Peony’s gut. Her claim to the seat was rightful, as the patriarche’s only child.
The reverent silence came too late, and so did Peony’s supporters. Not too late, however, to stop Pierre’s rapier from finding a new home in its weilder’s heart. Before she could be stopped, Peony claimed her position and repealed the long-standing tradition of banishment. Her aunt, brave Nettle, held the crowd back while the other dissenters tried to heal Peony, but the damage had been done.
Thus ended the ninety-two second reign of Peony Lelie, arguably the most important in the entire family history. Through her sacrifice, no other Lelie was ever banished like she had been.
*Death sscene btw*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
*The fact that you said you were, just assuming you weren’t lying.*
*correct*
*idk what i’m even saying anymore, i’m tired, that was probably a weird way to start things off. sorry.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Peony doesn't seem responsive
*this zompeony is different from the other. The other was a spectre, and this one is a zombie, so she might be a little more foggy and a little less emotional*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Thirteen is researching gods of justice.
Mauric is making frittatas.
Loriche is forging a magic axe.
Riotan is eating drywall.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*blah... I don't know who to RP as.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*what kind of characters do you think would lead to the most fun roleplays?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Dont apologize dude, that’s how things happen when you’re tired, I feel that.*
*Lol, I was ahead of you on that.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I'm putting them into a wheel lol*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He looks like some kind of god of thunder now, he tosses nails on the ground all around him, his voice booming “Are you faster than lightning beautiful?” Like he’s a new man now.
They shakes their head “That h-happens, and I lose myself when it does. I’m so sorry.”
They smiles and curl back up “Good, you’ll have to figure that out for yourself. Let’s just rest for now hmm?”
*My boi had a subclass change, and now he's functional! People can sacrifice the utterly ludicrous amount of temp HP he grants them in order to boost ability checks or armor class!*
*This way he's still useful while not making everybody invincible!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.