*Sure thing, would you like anyone in particular?*
*no particular choice, but thank you ^^*
Constant is reading in the pier, examining a delayed fireball.
When he looks back up Damian is standing over their shoulder, holding a Delay Blast Fireball of his own “Nice to meet you, Damian Alterious.”
"Constant, pleased to meet you sir" He smiles and offers his free hand politely
He takes the hand, giving him a firm hand shake “You don’t have to call me sir, it’s not like I’m your girlfriend’s dad. Right?” He chuckles.
"No i dont believe ive started dating anyone recently, but you are still older than me" He says, reciprocating the handshake
He sits next to him with a smile “Don’t worry, I’m not that old, just 28. What are you doing there with that Fireball?” He looks down.
"Found it in my pocket two weeks back during hallows eve, curious how it got there, but it's also the first time i've seen a physical delayed blast fireball." he shrugs
He smiles for a reason Current wouldn’t know “Oh who would put a Delay Blast Fireball in someone’s pocket? Those are very dangerous, I can’t believe someone would do that, shame on them.”
"Well, i was dancing with this girl, she was rather sweet, and i'm guessing her folks wanted to have some insurance." He chuckles, "I mean it's respectable of them to not immedietly blow me up. Or maybe i'm being assassinated?"
“I mean, if I had done it, I wouldn’t have blown it up with so many people around. What would the name of that girl be?” He says, tilting his head.
*Sure thing, would you like anyone in particular?*
*no particular choice, but thank you ^^*
Constant is reading in the pier, examining a delayed fireball.
When he looks back up Damian is standing over their shoulder, holding a Delay Blast Fireball of his own “Nice to meet you, Damian Alterious.”
"Constant, pleased to meet you sir" He smiles and offers his free hand politely
He takes the hand, giving him a firm hand shake “You don’t have to call me sir, it’s not like I’m your girlfriend’s dad. Right?” He chuckles.
"No i dont believe ive started dating anyone recently, but you are still older than me" He says, reciprocating the handshake
He sits next to him with a smile “Don’t worry, I’m not that old, just 28. What are you doing there with that Fireball?” He looks down.
"Found it in my pocket two weeks back during hallows eve, curious how it got there, but it's also the first time i've seen a physical delayed blast fireball." he shrugs
He smiles for a reason Current wouldn’t know “Oh who would put a Delay Blast Fireball in someone’s pocket? Those are very dangerous, I can’t believe someone would do that, shame on them.”
"Well, i was dancing with this girl, she was rather sweet, and i'm guessing her folks wanted to have some insurance." He chuckles, "I mean it's respectable of them to not immedietly blow me up. Or maybe i'm being assassinated?"
“I mean, if I had done it, I wouldn’t have blown it up with so many people around. What would the name of that girl be?” He says, tilting his head.
"Domino. Though i didn't catch her last name." he says with a sigh
"Really?" It whispers, leaning closer. "Really? You couldn't have brought him down if you tried. Name one person you still love. One person you deem worthy of your time." It suddenly speaks in Felix's voice. "Cause I sure don't count, do I?"
And with that word, William delivers a punch to their jaw. It's a solid one, a bit of anger behind it's force. "You don't get to use that voice." He spits at its feet "Because you're wrong, I still care about him. Every day I think about him, hell.. I wish I learned magic so I could reverse time and do better but I can't."
The entity crumbles, revealing... Felix. The real Felix. Standing there, fuming. "You have a chance. You can do better. You can try. But you won't. You're too caught up thinking you're some sort of hero. You're not Batman. You're not Tony Stark. I want so desperately to keep giving you chances, keep caring about you. But you never change. You don't want to be better. You want to play god with people's lives. You want to have absolute impunity. You're a tyrant, William. And I refuse to let you rule me. So do you really want a last chance, or were those just empty words again?"
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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.
She nods, reaching into the pouch, pulling out a single platinum “What would this be able to get me?” She puts it carefully on the counter “I wouldn’t like anything particularly special, just something I might want to keep with me.”
She sits at the table, beginning to eat at a messy rate, taking huge bites.
He takes the coin, eyes glowing softly. "Ma'am, this one coin alone would clean me out.."
*fyi, one of my turn offs is messy eaters. Not trying to be an ahole, just wanted to throw that out there.*
"So, where're you from?" She says, surprising herself at her brazen actions thus far.
*Sorry about that, good to know. Unfortunately, She was raised as part of a criminal gang in a magic Wild West, so she isn’t exactly sophisticated.*
She smiles softly “Oh, how unfortunate. Would you like for me to use something else? Possibly something less valuable? Or is that fine?”
“The Gnarly desert, but I’ve been traveling for a long time.” She says while she eats, taking the time out of eating to speak when her mouth is empty.
"No, I'd gladly take the coin, but, please, take whatever you would like."
*This might not happen, this might be the point where she runs back to clem*
"Oh, wow, that's far. Me and my master went there a long time ago."
*Hmm, interesting.*
“Possibly something like a… do you have a picture frame? Something similar?”
They nod, stopping and cleaning their mouth “You did, what did you think of the area? Fun right?”
*Sure thing, would you like anyone in particular?*
*no particular choice, but thank you ^^*
Constant is reading in the pier, examining a delayed fireball.
When he looks back up Damian is standing over their shoulder, holding a Delay Blast Fireball of his own “Nice to meet you, Damian Alterious.”
"Constant, pleased to meet you sir" He smiles and offers his free hand politely
He takes the hand, giving him a firm hand shake “You don’t have to call me sir, it’s not like I’m your girlfriend’s dad. Right?” He chuckles.
"No i dont believe ive started dating anyone recently, but you are still older than me" He says, reciprocating the handshake
He sits next to him with a smile “Don’t worry, I’m not that old, just 28. What are you doing there with that Fireball?” He looks down.
"Found it in my pocket two weeks back during hallows eve, curious how it got there, but it's also the first time i've seen a physical delayed blast fireball." he shrugs
He smiles for a reason Current wouldn’t know “Oh who would put a Delay Blast Fireball in someone’s pocket? Those are very dangerous, I can’t believe someone would do that, shame on them.”
"Well, i was dancing with this girl, she was rather sweet, and i'm guessing her folks wanted to have some insurance." He chuckles, "I mean it's respectable of them to not immedietly blow me up. Or maybe i'm being assassinated?"
“I mean, if I had done it, I wouldn’t have blown it up with so many people around. What would the name of that girl be?” He says, tilting his head.
"Domino. Though i didn't catch her last name." he says with a sigh
He taps his chin “I think I’ve seen her, her last name is… Alterious or something.” He grins villainously.
*Sure. I was thinking of introducing the Polish Juggernaut and the Cleric/Monk. You want those two or would you like someone else?*
*sure*
A man, dressed in thick military-esque fatigues walks into the tavern. He is tall, around 6'3, with his body built like a brick wall. His face is covered with a cloth that is covered on all sides. Eyeholes have been cut from the cloth, a pair of black orbs staring out. He carries a huge blade shaped like a cleaver. He is quite quiet, his movements silent, as he walks to the bar.
Thirteen is going over maps of Avernus at his booth.
The man looks over, tilting his head. His eyes gleam with interest. A wizard? And one with a map no less. He could smell the potential money.
Thirteen marks the location of a small ruin that he’s seen on his last excursion to the Nine Hells.
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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.
"Really?" It whispers, leaning closer. "Really? You couldn't have brought him down if you tried. Name one person you still love. One person you deem worthy of your time." It suddenly speaks in Felix's voice. "Cause I sure don't count, do I?"
And with that word, William delivers a punch to their jaw. It's a solid one, a bit of anger behind it's force. "You don't get to use that voice." He spits at its feet "Because you're wrong, I still care about him. Every day I think about him, hell.. I wish I learned magic so I could reverse time and do better but I can't."
The entity crumbles, revealing... Felix. The real Felix. Standing there, fuming. "You have a chance. You can do better. You can try. But you won't. You're too caught up thinking you're some sort of hero. You're not Batman. You're not Tony Stark. I want so desperately to keep giving you chances, keep caring about you. But you never change. You don't want to be better. You want to play god with people's lives. You want to have absolute impunity. You're a tyrant, William. And I refuse to let you rule me. So do you really want a last chance, or were those just empty words again?"
He laughs manically" I'm no hero Felix! Hell, I don't even qualify as a villain because at least villains try! I don't deserve chances, I don't deserve you! You don't understand Felix, you don't understand!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She nods, reaching into the pouch, pulling out a single platinum “What would this be able to get me?” She puts it carefully on the counter “I wouldn’t like anything particularly special, just something I might want to keep with me.”
She sits at the table, beginning to eat at a messy rate, taking huge bites.
He takes the coin, eyes glowing softly. "Ma'am, this one coin alone would clean me out.."
*fyi, one of my turn offs is messy eaters. Not trying to be an ahole, just wanted to throw that out there.*
"So, where're you from?" She says, surprising herself at her brazen actions thus far.
*Sorry about that, good to know. Unfortunately, She was raised as part of a criminal gang in a magic Wild West, so she isn’t exactly sophisticated.*
She smiles softly “Oh, how unfortunate. Would you like for me to use something else? Possibly something less valuable? Or is that fine?”
“The Gnarly desert, but I’ve been traveling for a long time.” She says while she eats, taking the time out of eating to speak when her mouth is empty.
*The wild magic west :D*
*The wildest west you could say.*
*Adding cowboy sorcerer or warlock to my list of potential characters.*
*Sure thing, would you like anyone in particular?*
*no particular choice, but thank you ^^*
Constant is reading in the pier, examining a delayed fireball.
When he looks back up Damian is standing over their shoulder, holding a Delay Blast Fireball of his own “Nice to meet you, Damian Alterious.”
"Constant, pleased to meet you sir" He smiles and offers his free hand politely
He takes the hand, giving him a firm hand shake “You don’t have to call me sir, it’s not like I’m your girlfriend’s dad. Right?” He chuckles.
"No i dont believe ive started dating anyone recently, but you are still older than me" He says, reciprocating the handshake
He sits next to him with a smile “Don’t worry, I’m not that old, just 28. What are you doing there with that Fireball?” He looks down.
"Found it in my pocket two weeks back during hallows eve, curious how it got there, but it's also the first time i've seen a physical delayed blast fireball." he shrugs
He smiles for a reason Current wouldn’t know “Oh who would put a Delay Blast Fireball in someone’s pocket? Those are very dangerous, I can’t believe someone would do that, shame on them.”
"Well, i was dancing with this girl, she was rather sweet, and i'm guessing her folks wanted to have some insurance." He chuckles, "I mean it's respectable of them to not immedietly blow me up. Or maybe i'm being assassinated?"
“I mean, if I had done it, I wouldn’t have blown it up with so many people around. What would the name of that girl be?” He says, tilting his head.
"Domino. Though i didn't catch her last name." he says with a sigh
He taps his chin “I think I’ve seen her, her last name is… Alterious or something.” He grins villainously.
He pauses and laughs, "Ah, this is rather awkward?" he asks
*Sure. I was thinking of introducing the Polish Juggernaut and the Cleric/Monk. You want those two or would you like someone else?*
*sure*
A man, dressed in thick military-esque fatigues walks into the tavern. He is tall, around 6'3, with his body built like a brick wall. His face is covered with a cloth that is covered on all sides. Eyeholes have been cut from the cloth, a pair of black orbs staring out. He carries a huge blade shaped like a cleaver. He is quite quiet, his movements silent, as he walks to the bar.
Thirteen is going over maps of Avernus at his booth.
The man looks over, tilting his head. His eyes gleam with interest. A wizard? And one with a map no less. He could smell the potential money.
Thirteen marks the location of a small ruin that he’s seen on his last excursion to the Nine Hells.
The man walks over and tilts his head, his hands making complex gestures and signs.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“I mean, if I had done it, I wouldn’t have blown it up with so many people around. What would the name of that girl be?” He says, tilting his head.
"Domino. Though i didn't catch her last name." he says with a sigh
Mirror hears William walking through the woods, seeming to follow a whimpering man who is screaming for help.
Scott appears behind Tycho.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The entity crumbles, revealing... Felix. The real Felix. Standing there, fuming. "You have a chance. You can do better. You can try. But you won't. You're too caught up thinking you're some sort of hero. You're not Batman. You're not Tony Stark. I want so desperately to keep giving you chances, keep caring about you. But you never change. You don't want to be better. You want to play god with people's lives. You want to have absolute impunity. You're a tyrant, William. And I refuse to let you rule me. So do you really want a last chance, or were those just empty words again?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Riotan dryly taps one of his eels against it and slides the eel in his mouth, swallowing it whole.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Hmm, interesting.*
“Possibly something like a… do you have a picture frame? Something similar?”
They nod, stopping and cleaning their mouth “You did, what did you think of the area? Fun right?”
It follows them, drawn to the noise
"hm?" He looks back, 'Oh wow, you're stealthy today"
*Me debating making more characters*
He taps his chin “I think I’ve seen her, her last name is… Alterious or something.” He grins villainously.
Thirteen marks the location of a small ruin that he’s seen on his last excursion to the Nine Hells.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He laughs manically" I'm no hero Felix! Hell, I don't even qualify as a villain because at least villains try! I don't deserve chances, I don't deserve you! You don't understand Felix, you don't understand!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Adding cowboy sorcerer or warlock to my list of potential characters.*
*who needs guns when you shoot fire >:D*
“So how you doing on this fine night?” He asks Zephyr.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He pauses and laughs, "Ah, this is rather awkward?" he asks
He finds a fat man trapped in a snare. William standing over him with his cleaver.
"Trying my best." He chuckles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*sorry i vanished btw, was eating dinner*
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 man walks over and tilts his head, his hands making complex gestures and signs.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
it chirps, before mimicking the sound of the man's screams
He smiles and pats the spot beside him, "Long time no see"