*Greetings, fellow trapped soul! I have to leave in like, a minute, but I'll leave these here for later.*
Felix sits down beside her, not too close, but not too far. He offers her a cupcake designed to look like an otyugh.
Charlie is out in the woods, eating several chocolate bars. He looks up. "What happened? I know something happened. Are you alright?"
*Greetings to you as well! I shall leave these for thine return in turn.*
The cursed being looks over at Felix, carefully taking the cupcake with a grasp as delicate as her vicious claws can muster. "Thank you. It looks wonderful."
KK walks over to him, a faint crackle of static in the air following her like a cloud of flies. "I made a grave mistake, and a deal with a Nightmare Lord. I lost almost everything, I don't know how I can get it back, and the easiest path to take... has a cost of blood."
*This one, right? I left my reply for later as well.*
*Yeah! Wow, I can't believe I didn't see that. I went looking, but it seems like I somehow missed it.*
"You're welcome! I made an entire batch!" He points to a pastry tower covered in cupcakes. "They may taste a little funky, since I used a sourdough starter, but I thought it would fit such a funky little creature, you know?"
They (not he, I made a mistake) nod sympathetically. "What was the deal for?"
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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.
A young man, maybe about 19, is walking through the woods. He has a headband with a symbol on it over his forehead. He has messy brown hair and green eyes. He wears a black T-shirt under some crude armor with a shortsword on his back. He wears pants with small pockets which hold some tools. He looks around the woods with a smile, breathing in the autumn air.
*Oh a new character, prepare for the Ragnerious test.*
Rag as also walking through the woods, picking up weak looking trees straight from the ground and replanting the seeds of that tree. He towers over the tops of the forest, just doing what is best for the forest, replanting the seeds with dear care. He sees the new arrival and waves with a big smile, his fangs sharp.
A young man, maybe about 19, is walking through the woods. He has a headband with a symbol on it over his forehead. He has messy brown hair and green eyes. He wears a black T-shirt under some crude armor with a shortsword on his back. He wears pants with small pockets which hold some tools. He looks around the woods with a smile, breathing in the autumn air.
*Oh a new character, prepare for the Ragnerious test.*
Rag as also walking through the woods, picking up weak looking trees straight from the ground and replanting the seeds of that tree. He towers over the tops of the forest, just doing what is best for the forest, replanting the seeds with dear care. He sees the new arrival and waves with a big smile, his fangs sharp.
The young man looks up at him, tilting his head. "Your huge."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A young man, maybe about 19, is walking through the woods. He has a headband with a symbol on it over his forehead. He has messy brown hair and green eyes. He wears a black T-shirt under some crude armor with a shortsword on his back. He wears pants with small pockets which hold some tools. He looks around the woods with a smile, breathing in the autumn air.
*Oh a new character, prepare for the Ragnerious test.*
Rag as also walking through the woods, picking up weak looking trees straight from the ground and replanting the seeds of that tree. He towers over the tops of the forest, just doing what is best for the forest, replanting the seeds with dear care. He sees the new arrival and waves with a big smile, his fangs sharp.
The young man looks up at him, tilting his head. "Your huge."
He chuckles, "Comes with the genetics I suppose. Ragnerious, but just call me Rag, you are?" He holds out a warm hand.
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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.'
Shen is meditating, his eyes closed as he seems to eat sushi that pops into existence in front of him. He grabs it with perfect accuracy as it appears around him, chowing down, practicing, and meditating all at the same time.
Aesir sits down against a tree nearby and says "how are you making sushi pop into existence Shen?"
He opens one eyes looking to them as they continues, they chuckle "That wouldn't be me, that's the work of my friend Move."
Aesir chuckles "Weird name is it an alias perhaps?"
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fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
*Greetings, fellow trapped soul! I have to leave in like, a minute, but I'll leave these here for later.*
Felix sits down beside her, not too close, but not too far. He offers her a cupcake designed to look like an otyugh.
Charlie is out in the woods, eating several chocolate bars. He looks up. "What happened? I know something happened. Are you alright?"
*Greetings to you as well! I shall leave these for thine return in turn.*
The cursed being looks over at Felix, carefully taking the cupcake with a grasp as delicate as her vicious claws can muster. "Thank you. It looks wonderful."
KK walks over to him, a faint crackle of static in the air following her like a cloud of flies. "I made a grave mistake, and a deal with a Nightmare Lord. I lost almost everything, I don't know how I can get it back, and the easiest path to take... has a cost of blood."
*This one, right? I left my reply for later as well.*
*Yeah! Wow, I can't believe I didn't see that. I went looking, but it seems like I somehow missed it.*
"You're welcome! I made an entire batch!" He points to a pastry tower covered in cupcakes. "They may taste a little funky, since I used a sourdough starter, but I thought it would fit such a funky little creature, you know?"
They (not he, I made a mistake) nod sympathetically. "What was the deal for?"
"Impressive!" She pauses to take a bite of the cupcake. How she does so while not having a mouth- or a face at all outside of that abyss, really- is unknown. The cupcake is just carefully brought into the void for a second and comes back out with one bite less. "May I ask the name of one so talented as you?"
"It was for a blueprint. They made a blueprint off of the designs for my new body, and offered it to me in exchange for... well, almost everything. I was so gullible." She sits down in the grass, defeated.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Shen is meditating, his eyes closed as he seems to eat sushi that pops into existence in front of him. He grabs it with perfect accuracy as it appears around him, chowing down, practicing, and meditating all at the same time.
Aesir sits down against a tree nearby and says "how are you making sushi pop into existence Shen?"
He opens one eyes looking to them as they continues, they chuckle "That wouldn't be me, that's the work of my friend Move."
Aesir chuckles "Weird name is it an alias perhaps?"
"Nope, he's just the concept of anything moving anywhere. So he can teleport me sushi." He takes another out of the air, biting into it "Hmm, wasabi."
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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.'
A young man, maybe about 19, is walking through the woods. He has a headband with a symbol on it over his forehead. He has messy brown hair and green eyes. He wears a black T-shirt under some crude armor with a shortsword on his back. He wears pants with small pockets which hold some tools. He looks around the woods with a smile, breathing in the autumn air.
*Oh a new character, prepare for the Ragnerious test.*
Rag as also walking through the woods, picking up weak looking trees straight from the ground and replanting the seeds of that tree. He towers over the tops of the forest, just doing what is best for the forest, replanting the seeds with dear care. He sees the new arrival and waves with a big smile, his fangs sharp.
The young man looks up at him, tilting his head. "Your huge."
He chuckles, "Comes with the genetics I suppose. Ragnerious, but just call me Rag, you are?" He holds out a warm hand.
"Dyn." he says, not shaking their hand. His image shimmers as he suddenly appears at the top of a tree, almost eye level with him
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Maybe some RP? I wanna play with Felix some more. I'm still working on a design for his new Titan Form.*
*I have never watched Attack on Titan, but it seems like an appropriate design inspiration for a character who can become a giant at will 5 times per day by eating enough food.*
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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.
A young man, maybe about 19, is walking through the woods. He has a headband with a symbol on it over his forehead. He has messy brown hair and green eyes. He wears a black T-shirt under some crude armor with a shortsword on his back. He wears pants with small pockets which hold some tools. He looks around the woods with a smile, breathing in the autumn air.
*Oh a new character, prepare for the Ragnerious test.*
Rag as also walking through the woods, picking up weak looking trees straight from the ground and replanting the seeds of that tree. He towers over the tops of the forest, just doing what is best for the forest, replanting the seeds with dear care. He sees the new arrival and waves with a big smile, his fangs sharp.
The young man looks up at him, tilting his head. "Your huge."
He chuckles, "Comes with the genetics I suppose. Ragnerious, but just call me Rag, you are?" He holds out a warm hand.
"Dyn." he says, not shaking their hand. His image shimmers as he suddenly appears at the top of a tree, almost eye level with him
He moves his hand back "Well, welcome to a strange place. you'll find a lot of stuff you won't expect here. I'm just the start." He chuckles, friendly.
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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.'
A young man, maybe about 19, is walking through the woods. He has a headband with a symbol on it over his forehead. He has messy brown hair and green eyes. He wears a black T-shirt under some crude armor with a shortsword on his back. He wears pants with small pockets which hold some tools. He looks around the woods with a smile, breathing in the autumn air.
*Oh a new character, prepare for the Ragnerious test.*
Rag as also walking through the woods, picking up weak looking trees straight from the ground and replanting the seeds of that tree. He towers over the tops of the forest, just doing what is best for the forest, replanting the seeds with dear care. He sees the new arrival and waves with a big smile, his fangs sharp.
The young man looks up at him, tilting his head. "Your huge."
He chuckles, "Comes with the genetics I suppose. Ragnerious, but just call me Rag, you are?" He holds out a warm hand.
"Dyn." he says, not shaking their hand. His image shimmers as he suddenly appears at the top of a tree, almost eye level with him
He moves his hand back "Well, welcome to a strange place. you'll find a lot of stuff you won't expect here. I'm just the start." He chuckles, friendly.
"I've seen a lot of strange things. You're not the first."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Maybe some RP? I wanna play with Felix some more. I'm still working on a design for his new Titan Form.*
*I have never watched Attack on Titan, but it seems like an appropriate design inspiration for a character who can become a giant at will 5 times per day by eating enough food.*
*That sounds like an absolutely wonderful idea sir. Both giving Felix access to greater power, and roleplaying. Do you have anyone you would particularly like more than anyone else?*
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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. (The sleeping well, I mean- not the possible illness). Make sure you get as much rest as you need.*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Howdy! How are you doing today?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*How may I make your day better Baalze, sir?*
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.)
*Hello good friend Alaric.*
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.)
*Hi :D*
*Yeah! Wow, I can't believe I didn't see that. I went looking, but it seems like I somehow missed it.*
"You're welcome! I made an entire batch!" He points to a pastry tower covered in cupcakes. "They may taste a little funky, since I used a sourdough starter, but I thought it would fit such a funky little creature, you know?"
They (not he, I made a mistake) nod sympathetically. "What was the deal for?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Doing good, awake early and messing around with character ideas*
*Oh a new character, prepare for the Ragnerious test.*
Rag as also walking through the woods, picking up weak looking trees straight from the ground and replanting the seeds of that tree. He towers over the tops of the forest, just doing what is best for the forest, replanting the seeds with dear care. He sees the new arrival and waves with a big smile, his fangs sharp.
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.)
The young man looks up at him, tilting his head. "Your huge."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He chuckles, "Comes with the genetics I suppose. Ragnerious, but just call me Rag, you are?" He holds out a warm hand.
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.)
Aesir chuckles "Weird name is it an alias perhaps?"
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
*Hello jester :>*
"Impressive!" She pauses to take a bite of the cupcake. How she does so while not having a mouth- or a face at all outside of that abyss, really- is unknown. The cupcake is just carefully brought into the void for a second and comes back out with one bite less. "May I ask the name of one so talented as you?"
"It was for a blueprint. They made a blueprint off of the designs for my new body, and offered it to me in exchange for... well, almost everything. I was so gullible." She sits down in the grass, defeated.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Nope, he's just the concept of anything moving anywhere. So he can teleport me sushi." He takes another out of the air, biting into it "Hmm, wasabi."
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.)
"Dyn." he says, not shaking their hand. His image shimmers as he suddenly appears at the top of a tree, almost eye level with him
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hmmm...*
*Maybe some RP? I wanna play with Felix some more. I'm still working on a design for his new Titan Form.*
*I have never watched Attack on Titan, but it seems like an appropriate design inspiration for a character who can become a giant at will 5 times per day by eating enough food.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He moves his hand back "Well, welcome to a strange place. you'll find a lot of stuff you won't expect here. I'm just the start." He chuckles, friendly.
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.)
*Do you feel like rping??*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I've seen a lot of strange things. You're not the first."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*That sounds like an absolutely wonderful idea sir. Both giving Felix access to greater power, and roleplaying. Do you have anyone you would particularly like more than anyone else?*
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.)