He nods. "I guess. It's still nice to hear it, though."
"...Deal. Your fealty in trade for everything else you have."
"Understandable. It's always nice to be recognized for one's accomplishments." After a second, she seems saddened by something, but quickly dismisses the thought.
She is silent for a little while- it's clear she's not happy about the arrangement. "...Deal."
He looks up. "Is something wrong?"
"Cool. Wait. Hold on a second, did you just... give up your creative freedom... the one thing you said defined you... because you wanted everything else back?" He grins. "Take it all. For free. Keep the blueprint too, if you want."
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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.
Riotan is wandering around town, looking for something interesting.
Thirteen knocks on the door to her lab.
She sees Riotan, her smile spreading slightly, though not revealing her teeth, her grey eyes looking at them. She is wandering around town as well.
Paracelsus opens the door dramatically "WHO DARES TO INTERRUPT THE STUDIES OF- oh, hello professor Thirteen." She is in her pajamas, a blue pair of pants and matching shirt, a cup of coffee in one hand.
Riotan smiles in turn, also not revealing his own teeth.
“Hello my dear lass. I know it’s a little late, but I thought we could discuss some planar physics in relation to necrotic processes.”
They get close, leaning down to their level respectfully curtsying "An who might you be sweetheart?" Her voice very Southern, like Sparrow's, same area.
She blinks, each eyelid moving individually "Professor, I would love to do that, I am very tired, and some physics would help with that immensely."
"Thanks handsome~" A new note says as Zephyr downs the thing in 3 gulps.
“No problem…” He pulls the spine out of another eel and slides it into his mouth.
"are... you okay?" the note says, accompanied by a drawing of a worried Zephyr.
“Yes. I just love eels! They’re delicious. Though I have a stronger digestive system than most…” He muses.
The note displays a Zephyr crossing his arms, the words above him saying. "And I like boofs!"
“But you, lil buddy, are not biologically designed to smoke weed. As a contrast, eels are good for any carnivore, and I am a demon, so I can eat just about anything. Heck, I could eat ten pounds of hemp before I even started to feel it.”
"what kind of demon?" The note says, showing a curious and flushing Zephyr, while the real one is sneakily re-lighting the joint.
“Whatever kind I like~” Rio says, leaning over Zephyr, grinning suggestively and snapping his fingers. His scales fall off, revealing underneath a perfect replica of Zephyr himself.
Zephyr gasps softly, pulling himself into the lap of his double, examining it. "Holy sh[gp]" he says, tossing away the joint.
“Hey now, calm down. Are you that narcissistic?” He says jokingly, his scales moving back into place and restoring his regular form.
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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.
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."
I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
"My boss. He, uh..." He snaps his fingers. "I... sacrificed so much for him. I killed and revived my best friend for him. He was that best friend. I cured wendigoism, I dealt with demons, all for him. And he rejected me. Said he never wanted to see me again. Repeatedly. Emphatically. I tried over and over to make it up to him, but he just... wanted nothing to do with me. I was so mad Rag... I did something stupid." Tears begin to flow down his face. "I did something really, really stupid..." His voice cracks.
He doesn't say anything for a long few seconds, the air filled with the sound of nothing but the crackling flames. He eventually raises an much of a hand as he can, putting it on their shoulder, though not weighting them down with it. He speaks with a voice of immovable truth "You made a mistake based on emotion, you did everything you could for them, and yet at every turn you were denied the love you wanted. I don't blame you, because I am the same monster that would make you. I... for a long time, I had nothing, nothing but a rage that moved me to kill, and kill without reason other than that rage. I made so many mistakes because of that rage."
Felix slams into Rag, hugging him. "I didn't mean to kill him!" He bawls. "I... I didn't know that..."
He buries his face into Rag's body. "I'm sorry... I'm so, so sorry..."
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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.
*[in deep british accent] I do say, these neadrethols nary mow their grass {Consumes tin can}*
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.
*[in deep british accent] I do say, these neadrethols nary mow their grass {Consumes tin can}*
*W h y.*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He nods. "I guess. It's still nice to hear it, though."
"...Deal. Your fealty in trade for everything else you have."
"Understandable. It's always nice to be recognized for one's accomplishments." After a second, she seems saddened by something, but quickly dismisses the thought.
She is silent for a little while- it's clear she's not happy about the arrangement. "...Deal."
He looks up. "Is something wrong?"
"Cool. Wait. Hold on a second, did you just... give up your creative freedom... the one thing you said defined you... because you wanted everything else back?" He grins. "Take it all. For free. Keep the blueprint too, if you want."
"Nothing, I just... I just reminded myself of something, is all. The terms of a bargain I accepted."
Kiko is surprised, but doesn't try to object- she doesn't want to risk squandering this kindness. "Wha... I... Thank you- for your time and your generosity."
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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)
"My boss. He, uh..." He snaps his fingers. "I... sacrificed so much for him. I killed and revived my best friend for him. He was that best friend. I cured wendigoism, I dealt with demons, all for him. And he rejected me. Said he never wanted to see me again. Repeatedly. Emphatically. I tried over and over to make it up to him, but he just... wanted nothing to do with me. I was so mad Rag... I did something stupid." Tears begin to flow down his face. "I did something really, really stupid..." His voice cracks.
He doesn't say anything for a long few seconds, the air filled with the sound of nothing but the crackling flames. He eventually raises an much of a hand as he can, putting it on their shoulder, though not weighting them down with it. He speaks with a voice of immovable truth "You made a mistake based on emotion, you did everything you could for them, and yet at every turn you were denied the love you wanted. I don't blame you, because I am the same monster that would make you. I... for a long time, I had nothing, nothing but a rage that moved me to kill, and kill without reason other than that rage. I made so many mistakes because of that rage."
Felix slams into Rag, hugging him. "I didn't mean to kill him!" He bawls. "I... I didn't know that..."
He buries his face into Rag's body. "I'm sorry... I'm so, so sorry..."
He holds him, letting him cry, being the comfort he needs "Your choices aren't justified by your feelings, but that doesn't mean you were wrong to feel this way. I want you to know Felix, you are a better man than I am, and because of that, you will find a way to forgive yourself, grow from this moment, and possibly even be forgiven along the road."
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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.'
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.
Loriche hears the voice as she grinds her magic axe, and abruptly turns to face the noise.
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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.
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.
*[in deep british accent] I do say, these neadrethols nary mow their grass {Consumes tin can}*
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.
Loriche hears the voice as she grinds her magic axe, and abruptly turns to face the noise.
She can see Donn, the Archfey of Nightmares, walking down the path to the tavern.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
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.
*[in deep british accent] I do say, these neadrethols nary mow their grass {Consumes tin can}*
*W h y.*
*Because no depression and i love the image :>*
*I'm feeding you to the terriers.*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He looks up. "Is something wrong?"
"Cool. Wait. Hold on a second, did you just... give up your creative freedom... the one thing you said defined you... because you wanted everything else back?" He grins. "Take it all. For free. Keep the blueprint too, if you want."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Hi Domino" he smiles softly, looking over, "Something bothering you about it?"
"Lemme guess, the fourth one is entertainer"
She smiles, "So thats what happened to her. I was wondering who would deliver a meal straight to me"
They get close, leaning down to their level respectfully curtsying "An who might you be sweetheart?" Her voice very Southern, like Sparrow's, same area.
She blinks, each eyelid moving individually "Professor, I would love to do that, I am very tired, and some physics would help with that immensely."
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.)
“Hey now, calm down. Are you that narcissistic?” He says jokingly, his scales moving back into place and restoring his regular form.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*(Immediately snatches before taking the world's nastiest drag) Peak.*
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]
(hi Wendo :D)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
*Hiii I'm depressed as (GP)*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Felix slams into Rag, hugging him. "I didn't mean to kill him!" He bawls. "I... I didn't know that..."
He buries his face into Rag's body. "I'm sorry... I'm so, so sorry..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*jester cut*
“You could call me Riotan.” He responds.
“Oh dear, I’m sorry. I forget sometimes that not all require as little rest as elves do.” Thirteen smiles apologetically.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*[in deep british accent] I do say, these neadrethols nary mow their grass {Consumes tin can}*
*W h y.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Nothing, I just... I just reminded myself of something, is all. The terms of a bargain I accepted."
Kiko is surprised, but doesn't try to object- she doesn't want to risk squandering this kindness. "Wha... I... Thank you- for your time and your generosity."
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)
He holds him, letting him cry, being the comfort he needs "Your choices aren't justified by your feelings, but that doesn't mean you were wrong to feel this way. I want you to know Felix, you are a better man than I am, and because of that, you will find a way to forgive yourself, grow from this moment, and possibly even be forgiven along the road."
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.)
Loriche hears the voice as she grinds her magic axe, and abruptly turns to face the noise.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Because no depression and i love the image :>*
She can see Donn, the Archfey of Nightmares, walking down the path to the tavern.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(how can I help)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
*I'm feeding you to the terriers.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She smiles, revealing sharp, handcrafted fangs replacing some of her teeth "Well nice to meet ya Riotan, I'm Merabell."
She shakes her head before taking a large drink of coffee "I'll be fine, I haven't slept in a while, but talking will certainly keep me awake."
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.)