Stroth is dressed in a black lace bodysuit, the lace stitched to look like snakes crawling up her body. She is outside, blood completely covering his hands and body. Before her on the ground is an elf woman, still somehow alive and breathing. Stroth is ripping her open and eating her flesh, humming happily. The woman screams and sobs in pain and Stroth chuckles "I saw you looking at my lover.. I can't tolerate that." She simply says.
Samaratian is in town buying items for his restaurant. He is dressed in a black hoodie, shorts, and his signature golden mask.
*Huh, Stroth really is possessive, fun. Oh and good morning.*
She sees two twins walking around town, beautifully radiant sisters. Their clothes look Wild West age, modest despite their attitude suggesting the opposite. The Brunette with curved horns and perfectly void eyes, and the Blonde with sharp horns and milky white eyes. They don’t seem to speak much, but watch Stroth consume with small smiles on their faces.
Rag is also getting things for his stews, mainly vegetables that aren’t scavengable in the area and spoons that won’t break under his strength so easily.
She whips around, her features to melt off her face like hot wax for a moment, but when they blink, she is back to normal. She grins, her teeth stained with blood. "I know you."
Samaritan watches and shakes his head "Those won't do ya any good, use those hearty root vegetables. They hold up better."
They both tilt their head in opposite directions, as if puppets on strings made to mirror each other, they speak in perfect unison “Oh? You do now? We aren’t sure we know you.” They give a sickeningly perfect smile in return.
He looks down to them, nodding and putting away the vegetables “Really? If you say so. I’m not much of an expert when it comes to things outside of meats.” He holds out a hand “Ragnerious, but most just call me Rag, nice to meet you.”
Stroth is dressed in a black lace bodysuit, the lace stitched to look like snakes crawling up her body. She is outside, blood completely covering his hands and body. Before her on the ground is an elf woman, still somehow alive and breathing. Stroth is ripping her open and eating her flesh, humming happily. The woman screams and sobs in pain and Stroth chuckles "I saw you looking at my lover.. I can't tolerate that." She simply says.
Samaratian is in town buying items for his restaurant. He is dressed in a black hoodie, shorts, and his signature golden mask.
*Huh, Stroth really is possessive, fun. Oh and good morning.*
She sees two twins walking around town, beautifully radiant sisters. Their clothes look Wild West age, modest despite their attitude suggesting the opposite. The Brunette with curved horns and perfectly void eyes, and the Blonde with sharp horns and milky white eyes. They don’t seem to speak much, but watch Stroth consume with small smiles on their faces.
Rag is also getting things for his stews, mainly vegetables that aren’t scavengable in the area and spoons that won’t break under his strength so easily.
She whips around, her features to melt off her face like hot wax for a moment, but when they blink, she is back to normal. She grins, her teeth stained with blood. "I know you."
Samaritan watches and shakes his head "Those won't do ya any good, use those hearty root vegetables. They hold up better."
They both tilt their head in opposite directions, as if puppets on strings made to mirror each other, they speak in perfect unison “Oh? You do now? We aren’t sure we know you.” They give a sickeningly perfect smile in return.
He looks down to them, nodding and putting away the vegetables “Really? If you say so. I’m not much of an expert when it comes to things outside of meats.” He holds out a hand “Ragnerious, but most just call me Rag, nice to meet you.”
She stands up, grinning madly. Her smile wraps around her face, the grin is extremely big despite humanoid restraints. She clicks her nails, the nails now extremely long and sharp "Oh I do.."
"Understandable. I used to eat only meat but you have to have a stable diet of everything." he shrugs and shakes his hand "Samaratian, nice to meet you as well."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She stands up, grinning madly. Her smile wraps around her face, the grin is extremely big despite humanoid restraints. She clicks her nails, the nails now extremely long and sharp "Oh I do.."
"Understandable. I used to eat only meat but you have to have a stable diet of everything." he shrugs and shakes his hand "Samaratian, nice to meet you as well."
The Brunette’s eyes begin to leak a black bile that burns as soon as it escapes her eyes, destroying her own flesh as they both grin more and more. The blonde’s skin turns a dark crimson, radiating heat, continuing to speak “And who might we be then?”
He gives him a firm handshake “I assume you are a cook Samaratian? Would you mind doing something for me while you are here?” He takes one of the metal pots and the rest of his cooking supplies, sitting on the ground.
She stands up, grinning madly. Her smile wraps around her face, the grin is extremely big despite humanoid restraints. She clicks her nails, the nails now extremely long and sharp "Oh I do.."
"Understandable. I used to eat only meat but you have to have a stable diet of everything." he shrugs and shakes his hand "Samaratian, nice to meet you as well."
The Brunette’s eyes begin to leak a black bile that burns as soon as it escapes her eyes, destroying her own flesh as they both grin more and more. The blonde’s skin turns a dark crimson, radiating heat, continuing to speak “And who might we be then?”
He gives him a firm handshake “I assume you are a cook Samaratian? Would you mind doing something for me while you are here?” He takes one of the metal pots and the rest of his cooking supplies, sitting on the ground.
"Valentine Sisters. The ones hunting my lover." She chuckled, summoning her cane.
"And what would that be?" He asks.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She stands up, grinning madly. Her smile wraps around her face, the grin is extremely big despite humanoid restraints. She clicks her nails, the nails now extremely long and sharp "Oh I do.."
"Understandable. I used to eat only meat but you have to have a stable diet of everything." he shrugs and shakes his hand "Samaratian, nice to meet you as well."
The Brunette’s eyes begin to leak a black bile that burns as soon as it escapes her eyes, destroying her own flesh as they both grin more and more. The blonde’s skin turns a dark crimson, radiating heat, continuing to speak “And who might we be then?”
He gives him a firm handshake “I assume you are a cook Samaratian? Would you mind doing something for me while you are here?” He takes one of the metal pots and the rest of his cooking supplies, sitting on the ground.
"Valentine Sisters. The ones hunting my lover." She chuckled, summoning her cane.
"And what would that be?" He asks.
They cackle “We hunt a lot of lovers, but let’s assume you mean our brother dearest. He’s going to die, and there is nothing you can do to stop us.” They say calmly.
“I would like to improve my craft, I’ve already taken an apprenticeship under Chef Barbeau, I would like to take another, if you don’t mind.” He begins to cook an all meat stew.
She stands up, grinning madly. Her smile wraps around her face, the grin is extremely big despite humanoid restraints. She clicks her nails, the nails now extremely long and sharp "Oh I do.."
"Understandable. I used to eat only meat but you have to have a stable diet of everything." he shrugs and shakes his hand "Samaratian, nice to meet you as well."
The Brunette’s eyes begin to leak a black bile that burns as soon as it escapes her eyes, destroying her own flesh as they both grin more and more. The blonde’s skin turns a dark crimson, radiating heat, continuing to speak “And who might we be then?”
He gives him a firm handshake “I assume you are a cook Samaratian? Would you mind doing something for me while you are here?” He takes one of the metal pots and the rest of his cooking supplies, sitting on the ground.
"Valentine Sisters. The ones hunting my lover." She chuckled, summoning her cane.
"And what would that be?" He asks.
They cackle “We hunt a lot of lovers, but let’s assume you mean our brother dearest. He’s going to die, and there is nothing you can do to stop us.” They say calmly.
“I would like to improve my craft, I’ve already taken an apprenticeship under Chef Barbeau, I would like to take another, if you don’t mind.” He begins to cook an all meat stew.
"Better damn well believe I will [GP]" She laughs maniacally.
"... My kitchen will do more harm than good. Its strict, set in rigid ways."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She stands up, grinning madly. Her smile wraps around her face, the grin is extremely big despite humanoid restraints. She clicks her nails, the nails now extremely long and sharp "Oh I do.."
"Understandable. I used to eat only meat but you have to have a stable diet of everything." he shrugs and shakes his hand "Samaratian, nice to meet you as well."
The Brunette’s eyes begin to leak a black bile that burns as soon as it escapes her eyes, destroying her own flesh as they both grin more and more. The blonde’s skin turns a dark crimson, radiating heat, continuing to speak “And who might we be then?”
He gives him a firm handshake “I assume you are a cook Samaratian? Would you mind doing something for me while you are here?” He takes one of the metal pots and the rest of his cooking supplies, sitting on the ground.
"Valentine Sisters. The ones hunting my lover." She chuckled, summoning her cane.
"And what would that be?" He asks.
They cackle “We hunt a lot of lovers, but let’s assume you mean our brother dearest. He’s going to die, and there is nothing you can do to stop us.” They say calmly.
“I would like to improve my craft, I’ve already taken an apprenticeship under Chef Barbeau, I would like to take another, if you don’t mind.” He begins to cook an all meat stew.
"Better damn well believe I will [GP]" She laughs maniacally.
"... My kitchen will do more harm than good. Its strict, set in rigid ways."
“You can try, and we welcome you to, and once you fail enough to give up, maybe we will let you live.” They say, leaning in opposite directions, holding each other’s hands to stay up.
He raises an eyebrow “You are telling this to the 15ft tower of dragon muscle? I doubt I’ll do terribly there.” He continue to cook the stew, once it is finished, handing it to them. Cooking Utensils:49
She stands up, grinning madly. Her smile wraps around her face, the grin is extremely big despite humanoid restraints. She clicks her nails, the nails now extremely long and sharp "Oh I do.."
"Understandable. I used to eat only meat but you have to have a stable diet of everything." he shrugs and shakes his hand "Samaratian, nice to meet you as well."
The Brunette’s eyes begin to leak a black bile that burns as soon as it escapes her eyes, destroying her own flesh as they both grin more and more. The blonde’s skin turns a dark crimson, radiating heat, continuing to speak “And who might we be then?”
He gives him a firm handshake “I assume you are a cook Samaratian? Would you mind doing something for me while you are here?” He takes one of the metal pots and the rest of his cooking supplies, sitting on the ground.
"Valentine Sisters. The ones hunting my lover." She chuckled, summoning her cane.
"And what would that be?" He asks.
They cackle “We hunt a lot of lovers, but let’s assume you mean our brother dearest. He’s going to die, and there is nothing you can do to stop us.” They say calmly.
“I would like to improve my craft, I’ve already taken an apprenticeship under Chef Barbeau, I would like to take another, if you don’t mind.” He begins to cook an all meat stew.
"Better damn well believe I will [GP]" She laughs maniacally.
"... My kitchen will do more harm than good. Its strict, set in rigid ways."
“You can try, and we welcome you to, and once you fail enough to give up, maybe we will let you live.” They say, leaning in opposite directions, holding each other’s hands to stay up.
He raises an eyebrow “You are telling this to the 15ft tower of dragon muscle? I doubt I’ll do terribly there.” He continue to cook the stew, once it is finished, handing it to them. Cooking Utensils:46
She chuckles "not right now, you two bore me to hell and back." She waves a hand "Go away."
*... Samaritan is somehow taller than him XD.*
"Mn, I am not an easy boss kid." He shrugs and takes it, eating it "Not to bad but some spices are off"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
They both tilt their head in opposite directions, as if puppets on strings made to mirror each other, they speak in perfect unison “Oh? You do now? We aren’t sure we know you.” They give a sickeningly perfect smile in return.
He looks down to them, nodding and putting away the vegetables “Really? If you say so. I’m not much of an expert when it comes to things outside of meats.” He holds out a hand “Ragnerious, but most just call me Rag, nice to meet you.”
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He smiles back and pulls Xan into his lap "hello"
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
She stands up, grinning madly. Her smile wraps around her face, the grin is extremely big despite humanoid restraints. She clicks her nails, the nails now extremely long and sharp "Oh I do.."
"Understandable. I used to eat only meat but you have to have a stable diet of everything." he shrugs and shakes his hand "Samaratian, nice to meet you as well."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Im at work right now but I'll try and get to it when I can :]*
Xan chuckles, blowing smoke from his nose "Well okay then."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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He puts his arms around Xan "how are you?"
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I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
The Brunette’s eyes begin to leak a black bile that burns as soon as it escapes her eyes, destroying her own flesh as they both grin more and more. The blonde’s skin turns a dark crimson, radiating heat, continuing to speak “And who might we be then?”
He gives him a firm handshake “I assume you are a cook Samaratian? Would you mind doing something for me while you are here?” He takes one of the metal pots and the rest of his cooking supplies, sitting on the ground.
"Tired but thats nothing new." he chuckles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"up to anything?"
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
"Valentine Sisters. The ones hunting my lover." She chuckled, summoning her cane.
"And what would that be?" He asks.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Not at the moment, might go annoy someone later."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
They cackle “We hunt a lot of lovers, but let’s assume you mean our brother dearest. He’s going to die, and there is nothing you can do to stop us.” They say calmly.
“I would like to improve my craft, I’ve already taken an apprenticeship under Chef Barbeau, I would like to take another, if you don’t mind.” He begins to cook an all meat stew.
"Better damn well believe I will [GP]" She laughs maniacally.
"... My kitchen will do more harm than good. Its strict, set in rigid ways."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"or we could go do something together"
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
"Wanna go get something to eat?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"what do you like to eat?"
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I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
"Extremely spicy food, only thing that doesn't taste like ash or its bland."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“You can try, and we welcome you to, and once you fail enough to give up, maybe we will let you live.” They say, leaning in opposite directions, holding each other’s hands to stay up.
He raises an eyebrow “You are telling this to the 15ft tower of dragon muscle? I doubt I’ll do terribly there.” He continue to cook the stew, once it is finished, handing it to them. Cooking Utensils:49
He sighs "alright then"
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I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
She chuckles "not right now, you two bore me to hell and back." She waves a hand "Go away."
*... Samaritan is somehow taller than him XD.*
"Mn, I am not an easy boss kid." He shrugs and takes it, eating it "Not to bad but some spices are off"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
he kisses his forehead "Don't like spicy food?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]