*does anybody else wanna rp? I don't wanna ignore anyone.*
*Here are the characters the wheel picked.*
Amphitrite is training with her shortswords, a spinning scaly whirlwind of steel to cut down wooden dummies.
Anna is curled up in the gutter, smoking. The rejected Cultist looks tired beyond belief.
Home is cleaning the house despite not really needing to as it is always clean. He is currently washing blood off his hands.
Near her is Reese, training with a revolver.
"You know, those are bad for you." A large polar bear woman says, standing on the edge of the gutter. "Come into the cafe, dear, it's cold."
"You know, the sooner you admit that you messed up, the sooner you can leave"
Amphrite narrows her large red eyes, slithering over there "Hello Reese, what is that?" She points to the gun.
Anna bares her sharp teeth, looking up from under her stringy brown hair. Darks circles ring her eyes "No. (GP) off lady."
"Why would I?" He says, tilting his head.
She opens the cylinder, dumping out the spent rounds and setting it down. "I'm learning to use different weapons, so that nobody expects what i'm gonna use!" She says excitedly.
"Alright, love..." She says, walking back inside. Soon, a warm fluffy blanket fall over Anna.
"To escape this hell you've produced for yourself?" Salem says, floating upside down.
She tilts her head, her tongue flicking out "Any attacker should be ready for whatever weapon is provided."
Anna thrashes about, standing up in fear. She pulls out her dagger, looking around.
"Mn..this house made itself, it just feeds off of me." He shrugs
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*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*
*noted*
"No, no... she has just awoken... I'll try this.." She approaches the corpse, a gentle look in her eyes, "Hello, Peony... how are you feeling right now?"
ZomPeony cocks her head and asks "how am I supposed to feel?" *and most summoned undead only do what their summoner tells them*
"I truly do not know, you've been dead for many a year..."
She stays silent for a bit and it's somewhat apparent that her head isn't cocked on purpose, it just flopped that way
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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'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
Anna is curled up in the gutter, smoking. The rejected Cultist looks tired beyond belief.
Home is cleaning the house despite not really needing to as it is always clean. He is currently washing blood off his hands.
Riotan walks by her casually.
Loriche knocks on the door with the handle of her magic axe.
She looks up, glaring at him from under her stringy brown hair. Dark circles ring her eyes.
Home opens the door and tilts his head "Oh, yo. What's good?"
He looks down at her. “You good?”
“Do you think this’ll bust you out?” She asks, lifting the axe slightly.
She bares sharp teeth "Go away (GP)"
He blinks "Maybe?"
“Aw don’t be like that, I’m trying to be empathetic!”
“Cool.” Loriche begins trying to chop through the wall repeatedly.
She pulls out her dagger, stumbling to stand up "I don't need help! Go away!'
Each time she strikes, the wall rebuilds itself in record time before she can get another swing in.
“Hey. Let me guess. There’s someone you relied on a lot who deserted you because of factors you were trying so hard to manage, but it just wasn’t enough.”
“Aww. If I had like twenty axes and twenty me’s I bet it’d work…”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"You're strong, more so than I am.. I'm out of my league.." Her horns glow brighter as she grips them softly, eyes flickering.
"I can always make some." She says, smiling.
"Mmmmhmmm..... I like this a lot..."
The lightning sparking off his eyes only intensifies as their hand reaches up to their jaw, holding it up softly, "You are strong, I am thunder and lightning incarnate." They look down, and give her a kiss, sparks flying as it jolts through her.
They nod "P-please do, papa says tea helps me focus."
He looks at them with big round eyes "I like you a lot, I might love you too."
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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.'
Felix is lying on his side in the middle of the road, bloodied, battered, and unconscious.
Mauric steps outside to grab some basil from his roof garden and sees Felix. “Oh God no…” He rushes over, looking horrified.
He has many fourth degree burns and crushed bones showing through them. His left forearm has been torn off, likely from massive, dull teeth. By all means he should be dead several times over. He does not stir, but he has a pulse and yet draws unsteady breath.
*does anybody else wanna rp? I don't wanna ignore anyone.*
*Here are the characters the wheel picked.*
Amphitrite is training with her shortswords, a spinning scaly whirlwind of steel to cut down wooden dummies.
Anna is curled up in the gutter, smoking. The rejected Cultist looks tired beyond belief.
Home is cleaning the house despite not really needing to as it is always clean. He is currently washing blood off his hands.
Near her is Reese, training with a revolver.
"You know, those are bad for you." A large polar bear woman says, standing on the edge of the gutter. "Come into the cafe, dear, it's cold."
"You know, the sooner you admit that you messed up, the sooner you can leave"
Amphrite narrows her large red eyes, slithering over there "Hello Reese, what is that?" She points to the gun.
Anna bares her sharp teeth, looking up from under her stringy brown hair. Darks circles ring her eyes "No. (GP) off lady."
"Why would I?" He says, tilting his head.
She opens the cylinder, dumping out the spent rounds and setting it down. "I'm learning to use different weapons, so that nobody expects what i'm gonna use!" She says excitedly.
"Alright, love..." She says, walking back inside. Soon, a warm fluffy blanket fall over Anna.
"To escape this hell you've produced for yourself?" Salem says, floating upside down.
She tilts her head, her tongue flicking out "Any attacker should be ready for whatever weapon is provided."
Anna thrashes about, standing up in fear. She pulls out her dagger, looking around.
"Mn..this house made itself, it just feeds off of me." He shrugs
"Oh yeah, try me, how are you gonna fight against this?" She says, pulling out a comically large, sharpened spoon from a pocket dimension.
She does not see Yuki, as they have gone inside.
"You do realize you're what's anchoring me to this realm, yeah?"
Amphitrite summons three steam mephits, two water weirds, and five sprites. She then pulls out her bloodbane sword and tilts her head "Fairly well I should say."
She throws off the blanket, curling back up and crying, overstimulated.
"Yep. Unfortunately."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She tilts her head, her tongue flicking out "Any attacker should be ready for whatever weapon is provided."
Anna thrashes about, standing up in fear. She pulls out her dagger, looking around.
"Mn..this house made itself, it just feeds off of me." He shrugs
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Felix is lying on his side in the middle of the road, bloodied, battered, and unconscious.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Aw don’t be like that, I’m trying to be empathetic!”
“Cool.” Loriche begins trying to chop through the wall repeatedly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She stays silent for a bit and it's somewhat apparent that her head isn't cocked on purpose, it just flopped that way
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
Riotan hands her a chunk. “Don’t chew too hard, you might crack a tooth. Let the saliva soak in so it’s a little softer.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Mauric steps outside to grab some basil from his roof garden and sees Felix. “Oh God no…” He rushes over, looking horrified.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She pulls out her dagger, stumbling to stand up "I don't need help! Go away!'
Each time she strikes, the wall rebuilds itself in record time before she can get another swing in.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*snop for salem*
they nod absently
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
“Hey. Let me guess. There’s someone you relied on a lot who deserted you because of factors you were trying so hard to manage, but it just wasn’t enough.”
“Aww. If I had like twenty axes and twenty me’s I bet it’d work…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The lightning sparking off his eyes only intensifies as their hand reaches up to their jaw, holding it up softly, "You are strong, I am thunder and lightning incarnate." They look down, and give her a kiss, sparks flying as it jolts through her.
They nod "P-please do, papa says tea helps me focus."
He looks at them with big round eyes "I like you a lot, I might love you too."
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 has many fourth degree burns and crushed bones showing through them. His left forearm has been torn off, likely from massive, dull teeth. By all means he should be dead several times over. He does not stir, but he has a pulse and yet draws unsteady breath.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Amphitrite summons three steam mephits, two water weirds, and five sprites. She then pulls out her bloodbane sword and tilts her head "Fairly well I should say."
She throws off the blanket, curling back up and crying, overstimulated.
"Yep. Unfortunately."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Riotan shrugs and shoves it into his mouth contentedly. “Mmm. Maybe, but hey.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Sorry, this is a beautiful story, but I have to go and I won't be back for a long couple hours.*
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.)