Rag heard the explosion, and has expanded his wings, though he was a far distance from town, only arriving recently from above, the sound of booming wing beats filling the air.
Felix sits on a bench nearby, an ice cream cone in his hand. He stares at the fire, his eyes empty. "Hey, Rag." He speaks listlessly.
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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.
*DOES ANYONE ELSE WANT TO ROLEPLAY!!! LET CALL ON THE JESTER STATION BEFORE THE TRAIN LEAVES FOR THE NIGHT!!! PICK CHARACTERS IS NO LONGER NECESSARY, ALTHOUGH IT STILL REMAINS AN OPTION!!*
*i am so tired, i’d appreciate if you picked, but i will if you need me to*
*Oh of course my friend, I would be happy to pick. Riotan for sure if you don't mind, and possibly Thirteen if they feel like teaching Paracelsus.*
*…i meant pick from your own characters but those are good too*
*Oh, of course, my apologies, I was going to use the new Goliath, and Paracelsus of course.*
*oh okay coolio*
*I am deeply sorry for the misunderstanding. Here are the intros.*
The Goliath has taken her picture frame, placing it in the pouch at her side before beginning to walk into town. Anyone who would be paying very close attention would see that nearly alive that stays close to her for too long begins to die and rot, despite her smell remaining pleasant. She stands over most, her soft smile on her face and in her eyes as if death doesn't follow where she goes.
Paracelsus is doing what she normally does, experimenting, noting the results, and then experimenting some more. She just finished a very late lunch, bags under her eyes, she has been doing this for a while.
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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.'
Rag heard the explosion, and has expanded his wings, though he was a far distance from town, only arriving recently from above, the sound of booming wing beats filling the air.
Felix sits on a bench nearby, an ice cream cone in his hand. He stares at the fire, his eyes empty. "Hey, Rag." He speaks listlessly.
He looks to the fire, sitting down on the ground next to Felix. He sighs "I missed something very important. Tell me what happened here."
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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.'
"I'd love to hunt with you." she says, kissing his nose and playfully tapping one of his fangs with a claw.
She can feel magic flowing through every fiber of his body, occasional shocks of Wild Magic hitting her as he just enjoys the moment.
After the first shock, she giggles softly, but the second causes her to cough up a platinum coin.
He sees the platinum coin fall onto his chest, laughing slightly "Where did that come from?" He says, her claw still in his mouth.
She withdraws her claw, grabbing the coin. "treasure stomach." She says simply, promptly swallowing it once more. She lays back down, holding the side of his face and resting her head on his chest.
He makes a slight chuckle "Hehe, she has a stomach for treasure." He whispers "She's perfect." He holds the back of her head with one hand, resting the other on her spine, beginning to lose consciousness in the comfort.
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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.'
*DOES ANYONE ELSE WANT TO ROLEPLAY!!! LET CALL ON THE JESTER STATION BEFORE THE TRAIN LEAVES FOR THE NIGHT!!! PICK CHARACTERS IS NO LONGER NECESSARY, ALTHOUGH IT STILL REMAINS AN OPTION!!*
*i am so tired, i’d appreciate if you picked, but i will if you need me to*
*Oh of course my friend, I would be happy to pick. Riotan for sure if you don't mind, and possibly Thirteen if they feel like teaching Paracelsus.*
*…i meant pick from your own characters but those are good too*
*Oh, of course, my apologies, I was going to use the new Goliath, and Paracelsus of course.*
*oh okay coolio*
*I am deeply sorry for the misunderstanding. Here are the intros.*
The Goliath has taken her picture frame, placing it in the pouch at her side before beginning to walk into town. Anyone who would be paying very close attention would see that nearly alive that stays close to her for too long begins to die and rot, despite her smell remaining pleasant. She stands over most, her soft smile on her face and in her eyes as if death doesn't follow where she goes.
Paracelsus is doing what she normally does, experimenting, noting the results, and then experimenting some more. She just finished a very late lunch, bags under her eyes, she has been doing this for a while.
Riotan is wandering around town, looking for something interesting.
Thirteen knocks on the door to her lab.
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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.
"That sounds nice. I might even be able to help you. My cooking has a lot of power in it."
He stares at her. "...Go on."
"I can tell. You're quite the capable chef- though, with your skill, you don't need me to tell you that."
Her signal changes, and she begins playing an older broadcast of TRAUMA-FM in the background as she speaks, though not loud enough to drown out her words. "You could be an official sponsor of the channel. With the good we do on T-FM, warning people to save them from horrific fates and generally providing entertainment, we've garnered a pretty good reputation around here. The fans will adore you. The good reputation would make it easier to find help for whatever it is you need, and some of the fans might even want to help you themselves without you even having to ask. How do you think I got such easy access to all those art supplies when I effectively fell into this world with not a single coin on my person?"
*AAAHHG, I thought I responded already!!!*
He nods. "I guess. It's still nice to hear it, though."
"...Deal. Your fealty in trade for everything else you have."
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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.
There is the hum of a lullaby weaving through the woods. A rather different creature walks amongst the woodland path. It has the head of a black goat, it's eyes bright gold. Curved golden horns sprout from the black fur. It's ears are pierced with golden loops that glitter a bit. It wears an impeccable suit made from fine fabrics with golden buttons. It twin tails flick back and forth as it walks. It carries a golden pitchfork in one hand, using it to move aside foliage of the path.
"Gods above if I knew this place would be this overgrown!" He mutters, his tone low and gentle like a father's.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Felix sits on a bench nearby, an ice cream cone in his hand. He stares at the fire, his eyes empty. "Hey, Rag." He speaks listlessly.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*nah bro i relate. Nick dying in the PM actually made me sob uncontrollably*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*AAAAHGGG I DID IT AGAIN*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*good question... how about domino? I got constant walking around town rn*
*and a few other if you're interested in additional stuffs but that's the main request :>*
*but.... pretty*
*I am deeply sorry for the misunderstanding. Here are the intros.*
The Goliath has taken her picture frame, placing it in the pouch at her side before beginning to walk into town. Anyone who would be paying very close attention would see that nearly alive that stays close to her for too long begins to die and rot, despite her smell remaining pleasant. She stands over most, her soft smile on her face and in her eyes as if death doesn't follow where she goes.
Paracelsus is doing what she normally does, experimenting, noting the results, and then experimenting some more. She just finished a very late lunch, bags under her eyes, she has been doing this for a while.
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.)
*same, the emotions run higheth today*
“Yes. I just love eels! They’re delicious. Though I have a stronger digestive system than most…” He muses.
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 looks to the fire, sitting down on the ground next to Felix. He sighs "I missed something very important. Tell me what happened here."
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 makes a slight chuckle "Hehe, she has a stomach for treasure." He whispers "She's perfect." He holds the back of her head with one hand, resting the other on her spine, beginning to lose consciousness in the comfort.
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.)
Riotan is wandering around town, looking for something interesting.
Thirteen knocks on the door to her lab.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*yes chef o7*
Constant hums, turning a corner and spotting her, approaching curiously
Tycho looks down at the otter, dropping from the roof after a moment
Mirror walks past, taking the form of a girl who went missing a few months back
*AAAHHG, I thought I responded already!!!*
He nods. "I guess. It's still nice to hear it, though."
"...Deal. Your fealty in trade for everything else you have."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Pretty doesn't mean touch, a lot of criminals learned that the hard way.*
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.)
*y'know what.... GOAT MAN-*
There is the hum of a lullaby weaving through the woods. A rather different creature walks amongst the woodland path. It has the head of a black goat, it's eyes bright gold. Curved golden horns sprout from the black fur. It's ears are pierced with golden loops that glitter a bit. It wears an impeccable suit made from fine fabrics with golden buttons. It twin tails flick back and forth as it walks. It carries a golden pitchfork in one hand, using it to move aside foliage of the path.
"Gods above if I knew this place would be this overgrown!" He mutters, his tone low and gentle like a father's.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]