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
He bows to the dragonborn. "Thank you. I'll do my best to reason with them." The small, fluffy, one-armed critter walks through the gate.
The Dragonborn doesn't follow, but his eyes wish Felix the best of luck. They walk through the castle, the place surprisingly silent for a layer of hell. Eventually they reach a decadent room, lavish, two thrones of gold made, with two women in what appears to be only wild west clothes on. One of them has long blonde hair, blue eyes, and long curling black horns. The other has brunette hair, red eyes, and sharp horns. They hold each other's hands, smiling with sickening grins as Felix arrives.
He doesn't seem impressed. "Hey. You two the Valentine Sisters?"
The both tilt their heads in opposite directions, their horns tapping together, they speak in perfect unison, their voices blending together "Oh you're cute. Are you lost?"
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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.'
He doesn't seem impressed. "Hey. You two the Valentine Sisters?"
The both tilt their heads in opposite directions, their horns tapping together, they speak in perfect unison, their voices blending together "Oh you're cute. Are you lost?"
He seems unfazed, which is more a testament to the horrors he's witnessed than to his considerable mental fortitude. "No. Are you two the Valentine Sisters?"
He doesn't seem impressed. "Hey. You two the Valentine Sisters?"
The both tilt their heads in opposite directions, their horns tapping together, they speak in perfect unison, their voices blending together "Oh you're cute. Are you lost?"
He seems unfazed, which is more a testament to the horrors he's witnessed than to his considerable mental fortitude. "No. Are you two the Valentine Sisters?"
Their smiles grow wider, revealing perfectly normal teeth on one, and rows of fangs like a shark on the other "Yes we are you cute little thing. Do you want to make a deal?"
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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.'
He seems unfazed, which is more a testament to the horrors he's witnessed than to his considerable mental fortitude. "No. Are you two the Valentine Sisters?"
Their smiles grow wider, revealing perfectly normal teeth on one, and rows of fangs like a shark on the other "Yes we are you cute little thing. Do you want to make a deal?"
"No. I don't make deals with fiends." He says simply. "I want you to back off."
He seems unfazed, which is more a testament to the horrors he's witnessed than to his considerable mental fortitude. "No. Are you two the Valentine Sisters?"
Their smiles grow wider, revealing perfectly normal teeth on one, and rows of fangs like a shark on the other "Yes we are you cute little thing. Do you want to make a deal?"
"No. I don't make deals with fiends." He says simply. "I want you to back off."
They make identical, mirrored movements, putting their arm on the sides of their thrones, resting their head in a hand, and making a pouty face "Back off what? Did someone lie to you about us?"
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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.'
"No. I don't make deals with fiends." He says simply. "I want you to back off."
They make identical, mirrored movements, putting their arm on the sides of their thrones, resting their head in a hand, and making a pouty face "Back off what? Did someone lie to you about us?"
"With all due respect, you know exactly what I'm talking about. I don't play games, and I don't bargain with people I don't trust."
"No. I don't make deals with fiends." He says simply. "I want you to back off."
They make identical, mirrored movements, putting their arm on the sides of their thrones, resting their head in a hand, and making a pouty face "Back off what? Did someone lie to you about us?"
"With all due respect, you know exactly what I'm talking about. I don't play games, and I don't bargain with people I don't trust."
"I'm sorry to tell you this, but we don't. You can't expect a pair of demons to remember every little person they've ever dealt with. How about a description, at least?"
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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.'
"With all due respect, you know exactly what I'm talking about. I don't play games, and I don't bargain with people I don't trust."
"I'm sorry to tell you this, but we don't. You can't expect a pair of demons to remember every little person they've ever dealt with. How about a description, at least?"
"With all due respect, you know exactly what I'm talking about. I don't play games, and I don't bargain with people I don't trust."
"I'm sorry to tell you this, but we don't. You can't expect a pair of demons to remember every little person they've ever dealt with. How about a description, at least?"
"Sparrow. Valentine."
For a moment, rage fill their eyes, claws digging into their thrones, before calming down a split second later, but long enough for Felix to have seen the difference "Why would we go and do that? Is he a friend of yours?"
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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.'
For a moment, rage fill their eyes, claws digging into their thrones, before calming down a split second later, but long enough for Felix to have seen the difference "Why would we go and do that? Is he a friend of yours?"
"No. You came into my home and screwed things up because you wanted something. Take a different approach, because I am going to make absolutely certain that your current methods will fail time and time again, until you feel like you are the ones being ground into paste under your regime." He holds up a finger. "Before you answer, riddle me this: If you can't get Sparrow right now, while he's practically alone, what hope do you have if a Gourmet Cleric is protecting him as well? Someone versed in so much protective magic that even some gods can't pierce it. It takes quite some power to even hurt the man, and I could easily multiply that tenfold."
For a moment, rage fill their eyes, claws digging into their thrones, before calming down a split second later, but long enough for Felix to have seen the difference "Why would we go and do that? Is he a friend of yours?"
"No. You came into my home and screwed things up because you wanted something. Take a different approach, because I am going to make absolutely certain that your current methods will fail time and time again, until you feel like you are the ones being ground into paste under your regime." He holds up a finger. "Before you answer, riddle me this: If you can't get Sparrow right now, while he's practically alone, what hope do you have if a Gourmet Cleric is protecting him as well? Someone versed in so much protective magic that even some gods can't pierce it. It takes quite some power to even hurt the man, and I could easily multiply that tenfold."
Their eyes widen, looking at Felix with interest "Did you say you were a Gourmet Cleric? That sounds absolutely wonderful." The stand up, hands held together as they approach him, skipping merrily "Oh and answering that is easy, we'll just kill everyone he loves until he gives himself up." They lean over him "What do you think we have been doing this whole time? I assume you've met Thane, Sparrow's best friend. What's left of him? Not enough to pick up his own hat. Now imagine if that was everyone he's ever thought to care about. Broken in mind, body, and spirit."
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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.'
*LOokit my new pfp my best friend drew it it's me as an alien <3*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"No. You came into my home and screwed things up because you wanted something. Take a different approach, because I am going to make absolutely certain that your current methods will fail time and time again, until you feel like you are the ones being ground into paste under your regime." He holds up a finger. "Before you answer, riddle me this: If you can't get Sparrow right now, while he's practically alone, what hope do you have if a Gourmet Cleric is protecting him as well? Someone versed in so much protective magic that even some gods can't pierce it. It takes quite some power to even hurt the man, and I could easily multiply that tenfold."
Their eyes widen, looking at Felix with interest "Did you say you were a Gourmet Cleric? That sounds absolutely wonderful." The stand up, hands held together as they approach him, skipping merrily "Oh and answering that is easy, we'll just kill everyone he loves until he gives himself up." They lean over him "What do you think we have been doing this whole time? I assume you've met Thane, Sparrow's best friend. What's left of him? Not enough to pick up his own hat. Now imagine if that was everyone he's ever thought to care about. Broken in mind, body, and spirit."
He grabs the brunette's chin with his one hand. His touch burns with radiance. "And yet Stroth still stands." He shoves her back a bit. "She's all he needs anymore, and she's way, way higher than you two. Of course, I've hurt her pretty substantially before using divine power, but that's hardly something you could do on your own." He shrugs. "But keep trying. I'm sure your reanimated goons will scratch her eventually."
"No. You came into my home and screwed things up because you wanted something. Take a different approach, because I am going to make absolutely certain that your current methods will fail time and time again, until you feel like you are the ones being ground into paste under your regime." He holds up a finger. "Before you answer, riddle me this: If you can't get Sparrow right now, while he's practically alone, what hope do you have if a Gourmet Cleric is protecting him as well? Someone versed in so much protective magic that even some gods can't pierce it. It takes quite some power to even hurt the man, and I could easily multiply that tenfold."
Their eyes widen, looking at Felix with interest "Did you say you were a Gourmet Cleric? That sounds absolutely wonderful." The stand up, hands held together as they approach him, skipping merrily "Oh and answering that is easy, we'll just kill everyone he loves until he gives himself up." They lean over him "What do you think we have been doing this whole time? I assume you've met Thane, Sparrow's best friend. What's left of him? Not enough to pick up his own hat. Now imagine if that was everyone he's ever thought to care about. Broken in mind, body, and spirit."
He grabs the brunette's chin with his one hand. His touch burns with radiance. "And yet Stroth still stands." He shoves her back a bit. "She's all he needs anymore, and she's way, way higher than you two. Of course, I've hurt her pretty substantially before using divine power, but that's hardly something you could do on your own." He shrugs. "But keep trying. I'm sure your reanimated goons will scratch her eventually."
The brunette's flesh boils at the touch from the radiance, their grin only grows and grows, to the point their flesh tears "Who said we are going to send goons after her. We won't have to do anything at all, Sparrow will destroy that relationship himself. It's only a matter of time." They both move away from Felix "He's going to end up alone, like he always does, and when he is, well, you know what will happen."
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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.'
*That's good man*
Extended signature
(anyone want to rp)
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
The both tilt their heads in opposite directions, their horns tapping together, they speak in perfect unison, their voices blending together "Oh you're cute. Are you lost?"
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 seems unfazed, which is more a testament to the horrors he's witnessed than to his considerable mental fortitude. "No. Are you two the Valentine Sisters?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Their smiles grow wider, revealing perfectly normal teeth on one, and rows of fangs like a shark on the other "Yes we are you cute little thing. Do you want to make a deal?"
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.)
"No. I don't make deals with fiends." He says simply. "I want you to back off."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They make identical, mirrored movements, putting their arm on the sides of their thrones, resting their head in a hand, and making a pouty face "Back off what? Did someone lie to you about us?"
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.)
"With all due respect, you know exactly what I'm talking about. I don't play games, and I don't bargain with people I don't trust."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I'm sorry to tell you this, but we don't. You can't expect a pair of demons to remember every little person they've ever dealt with. How about a description, at least?"
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.)
"Sparrow. Valentine."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
For a moment, rage fill their eyes, claws digging into their thrones, before calming down a split second later, but long enough for Felix to have seen the difference "Why would we go and do that? Is he a friend of yours?"
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.)
"No. You came into my home and screwed things up because you wanted something. Take a different approach, because I am going to make absolutely certain that your current methods will fail time and time again, until you feel like you are the ones being ground into paste under your regime." He holds up a finger. "Before you answer, riddle me this: If you can't get Sparrow right now, while he's practically alone, what hope do you have if a Gourmet Cleric is protecting him as well? Someone versed in so much protective magic that even some gods can't pierce it. It takes quite some power to even hurt the man, and I could easily multiply that tenfold."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Their eyes widen, looking at Felix with interest "Did you say you were a Gourmet Cleric? That sounds absolutely wonderful." The stand up, hands held together as they approach him, skipping merrily "Oh and answering that is easy, we'll just kill everyone he loves until he gives himself up." They lean over him "What do you think we have been doing this whole time? I assume you've met Thane, Sparrow's best friend. What's left of him? Not enough to pick up his own hat. Now imagine if that was everyone he's ever thought to care about. Broken in mind, body, and spirit."
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.)
*LOokit my new pfp my best friend drew it it's me as an alien <3*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*It looks absolutely spectacular, I applaud both you and your friend.*
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 grabs the brunette's chin with his one hand. His touch burns with radiance. "And yet Stroth still stands." He shoves her back a bit. "She's all he needs anymore, and she's way, way higher than you two. Of course, I've hurt her pretty substantially before using divine power, but that's hardly something you could do on your own." He shrugs. "But keep trying. I'm sure your reanimated goons will scratch her eventually."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I share this sentiment.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The brunette's flesh boils at the touch from the radiance, their grin only grows and grows, to the point their flesh tears "Who said we are going to send goons after her. We won't have to do anything at all, Sparrow will destroy that relationship himself. It's only a matter of time." They both move away from Felix "He's going to end up alone, like he always does, and when he is, well, you know what will happen."
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 am back. Would anyone be interested in roleplaying by any chance?*
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
*Hola, I would be interesting in roleplaying if you don't mind it.*
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.)