Rio nods and turns to Samaritan. “Fancy meeting you here!”
Samaritan folds his arms "Mn, yes. This is my protege, trained him with every bit of knowledge."
“I personally wouldn’t trust anyone with ALL my knowledge, but then again I’ve never really trusted anybody to begin with. So you’re like a culinary devil?”
"Something of the sort. I would like to think of myself of the best chef of all time and space but my husband might have to take that title." He huffs.
Rio looks disappointed again for some reason. “So you’re a chef? Then name every food.”
"I'll start with your head boiled in a pot. Actually I should just show you." Samaritan stands up and brandishes his knife.
“Calm down! I can’t be that appetizing, can I?”
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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.
*If anyone else would like to RP, here are characters.*
Sister and Brother are back in town, pickpocketing anyone in their way. The two are currently sitting outside, counting the amount of cash they managed to get.
Stroth is working on a new sample of the blight flowers, testing them out in a horses corpse.
Donn is knitting a scarf for one of his daughters the colors seeming to each and everyone he can get his hands on.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Rio nods and turns to Samaritan. “Fancy meeting you here!”
Samaritan folds his arms "Mn, yes. This is my protege, trained him with every bit of knowledge."
“I personally wouldn’t trust anyone with ALL my knowledge, but then again I’ve never really trusted anybody to begin with. So you’re like a culinary devil?”
"Something of the sort. I would like to think of myself of the best chef of all time and space but my husband might have to take that title." He huffs.
Rio looks disappointed again for some reason. “So you’re a chef? Then name every food.”
"I'll start with your head boiled in a pot. Actually I should just show you." Samaritan stands up and brandishes his knife.
“Calm down! I can’t be that appetizing, can I?”
"I can make you with a couple of spices and some vegetables." He grumbles.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Hyacinthe is in a bombed-out building, sitting on a rickety wooden chair. He drums the fingers on his right hand on his face, the other hand on his scalp. His leg bounces and jostles. He looks up, taking a long, sharp breath.
Felix is trying to make tempura underdark mushrooms. The hardest part is making them not horrible.
Loriche is making her way through the ruins, looking for cool crap.
He hears a faint voice somewhere behind him, yet seemingly all around him. It sounds like Mauric’s voice.
She hears him talking to himself. "Oh, by the lords... will I ever be rid of you? All of you, you've forgotten... yet you haunt me. In my restless dreams... I see your faces."
He looks around. "Buddy? You alright?"
“Cool poem!” Loriche yells to Hyacinthe.
There’s no one here. “Felix!” The voice says.
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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.
Rio nods and turns to Samaritan. “Fancy meeting you here!”
Samaritan folds his arms "Mn, yes. This is my protege, trained him with every bit of knowledge."
“I personally wouldn’t trust anyone with ALL my knowledge, but then again I’ve never really trusted anybody to begin with. So you’re like a culinary devil?”
"Something of the sort. I would like to think of myself of the best chef of all time and space but my husband might have to take that title." He huffs.
Rio looks disappointed again for some reason. “So you’re a chef? Then name every food.”
"I'll start with your head boiled in a pot. Actually I should just show you." Samaritan stands up and brandishes his knife.
“Calm down! I can’t be that appetizing, can I?”
"I can make you with a couple of spices and some vegetables." He grumbles.
“Yeah.” He admits. “But still pretty stringy either way.”
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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.
She hears him talking to himself. "Oh, by the lords... will I ever be rid of you? All of you, you've forgotten... yet you haunt me. In my restless dreams... I see your faces."
He looks around. "Buddy? You alright?"
“Cool poem!” Loriche yells to Hyacinthe.
There’s no one here. “Felix!” The voice says.
He turns his head to look at her. He's smiling, per the norm. "Aye, stranger! Have you heard the history of this place? It's over 100 years old. Only I've had the time to commit its crimes to memory."
"Since when did you get clairvocalization?" He asks out loud.
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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.
Rio nods and turns to Samaritan. “Fancy meeting you here!”
Samaritan folds his arms "Mn, yes. This is my protege, trained him with every bit of knowledge."
“I personally wouldn’t trust anyone with ALL my knowledge, but then again I’ve never really trusted anybody to begin with. So you’re like a culinary devil?”
"Something of the sort. I would like to think of myself of the best chef of all time and space but my husband might have to take that title." He huffs.
Rio looks disappointed again for some reason. “So you’re a chef? Then name every food.”
"I'll start with your head boiled in a pot. Actually I should just show you." Samaritan stands up and brandishes his knife.
“Calm down! I can’t be that appetizing, can I?”
"I can make you with a couple of spices and some vegetables." He grumbles.
“Yeah.” He admits. “But still pretty stringy either way.”
"You would make good burger meat however." He chuckles.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*If anyone else would like to RP, here are characters.*
Sister and Brother are back in town, pickpocketing anyone in their way. The two are currently sitting outside, counting the amount of cash they managed to get.
Stroth is working on a new sample of the blight flowers, testing them out in a horses corpse.
Donn is knitting a scarf for one of his daughters the colors seeming to each and everyone he can get his hands on.
Felix waddles over. "You know, I don't think Sparrow would approve of you turning everyone into zombies again. He wouldn't be mad, I'm sure, but I doubt he would approve."
Hyacinthe stumbles through the woods in his tattered buckskin clothes. He sees Donn to his side about ten feet off, and thinks for a moment. "Looks good, big lad!"
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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.
*If anyone else would like to RP, here are characters.*
Sister and Brother are back in town, pickpocketing anyone in their way. The two are currently sitting outside, counting the amount of cash they managed to get.
Stroth is working on a new sample of the blight flowers, testing them out in a horses corpse.
Donn is knitting a scarf for one of his daughters the colors seeming to each and everyone he can get his hands on.
Felix waddles over. "You know, I don't think Sparrow would approve of you turning everyone into zombies again. He wouldn't be mad, I'm sure, but I doubt he would approve."
Hyacinthe stumbles through the woods in his tattered buckskin clothes. He sees Donn to his side about ten feet off, and thinks for a moment. "Looks good, big lad!"
She snaps her head around "Oh, you again, can't stay away can you?" She chuckles "He knows I strive to become the best creature I can be and that includes my scientific knowledge."
Donn looks up "Oh hello, thank you." He smiles and bows his head.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Would anyone like to roleplay? If so, please do pick who you would like from my roster.*
*Rag and Sparrow. Pick which one for which, if you desire to do so.*
Hyacinthe is in a bombed-out building, sitting on a rickety wooden chair. He drums the fingers on his right hand on his face, the other hand on his scalp. His leg bounces and jostles. He looks up, taking a long, sharp breath.
Felix is trying to make tempura underdark mushrooms. The hardest part is making them not horrible.
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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 hears him talking to himself. "Oh, by the lords... will I ever be rid of you? All of you, you've forgotten... yet you haunt me. In my restless dreams... I see your faces."
He looks around. "Buddy? You alright?"
“Cool poem!” Loriche yells to Hyacinthe.
There’s no one here. “Felix!” The voice says.
He turns his head to look at her. He's smiling, per the norm. "Aye, stranger! Have you heard the history of this place? It's over 100 years old. Only I've had the time to commit its crimes to memory."
"Since when did you get clairvocalization?" He asks out loud.
“No but that sounds interesting.”
“Since I paid a guy. Now I need your help. Right now I’m in Heaven, and Damian might get sentenced to death.”
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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.
Rio nods and turns to Samaritan. “Fancy meeting you here!”
Samaritan folds his arms "Mn, yes. This is my protege, trained him with every bit of knowledge."
“I personally wouldn’t trust anyone with ALL my knowledge, but then again I’ve never really trusted anybody to begin with. So you’re like a culinary devil?”
"Something of the sort. I would like to think of myself of the best chef of all time and space but my husband might have to take that title." He huffs.
Rio looks disappointed again for some reason. “So you’re a chef? Then name every food.”
"I'll start with your head boiled in a pot. Actually I should just show you." Samaritan stands up and brandishes his knife.
“Calm down! I can’t be that appetizing, can I?”
"I can make you with a couple of spices and some vegetables." He grumbles.
“Yeah.” He admits. “But still pretty stringy either way.”
"You would make good burger meat however." He chuckles.
“I would never allow such a disgrace of my body.”
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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.
Rio nods and turns to Samaritan. “Fancy meeting you here!”
Samaritan folds his arms "Mn, yes. This is my protege, trained him with every bit of knowledge."
“I personally wouldn’t trust anyone with ALL my knowledge, but then again I’ve never really trusted anybody to begin with. So you’re like a culinary devil?”
"Something of the sort. I would like to think of myself of the best chef of all time and space but my husband might have to take that title." He huffs.
Rio looks disappointed again for some reason. “So you’re a chef? Then name every food.”
"I'll start with your head boiled in a pot. Actually I should just show you." Samaritan stands up and brandishes his knife.
“Calm down! I can’t be that appetizing, can I?”
"I can make you with a couple of spices and some vegetables." He grumbles.
“Yeah.” He admits. “But still pretty stringy either way.”
"You would make good burger meat however." He chuckles.
“I would never allow such a disgrace of my body.”
"Hmph, still." He shrugs and William laughs a bit.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
“Calm down! I can’t be that appetizing, can I?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*If anyone else would like to RP, here are characters.*
Sister and Brother are back in town, pickpocketing anyone in their way. The two are currently sitting outside, counting the amount of cash they managed to get.
Stroth is working on a new sample of the blight flowers, testing them out in a horses corpse.
Donn is knitting a scarf for one of his daughters the colors seeming to each and everyone he can get his hands on.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I can make you with a couple of spices and some vegetables." He grumbles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Cool poem!” Loriche yells to Hyacinthe.
There’s no one here. “Felix!” The voice says.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Yeah.” He admits. “But still pretty stringy either way.”
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 turns his head to look at her. He's smiling, per the norm. "Aye, stranger! Have you heard the history of this place? It's over 100 years old. Only I've had the time to commit its crimes to memory."
"Since when did you get clairvocalization?" He asks out loud.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"You would make good burger meat however." He chuckles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(can i rp with xan wendo?)
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
Felix waddles over. "You know, I don't think Sparrow would approve of you turning everyone into zombies again. He wouldn't be mad, I'm sure, but I doubt he would approve."
Hyacinthe stumbles through the woods in his tattered buckskin clothes. He sees Donn to his side about ten feet off, and thinks for a moment. "Looks good, big lad!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Free if you get me a coffee." He continues tapping at the computer.
He turns his head concerned "What? Did I say somethin' wrong?"
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.)
*Sure!*
Xan is outside, taking a walk.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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.)
She snaps her head around "Oh, you again, can't stay away can you?" She chuckles "He knows I strive to become the best creature I can be and that includes my scientific knowledge."
Donn looks up "Oh hello, thank you." He smiles and bows his head.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Rag and Sparrow. Pick which one for which, if you desire to do so.*
Hyacinthe is in a bombed-out building, sitting on a rickety wooden chair. He drums the fingers on his right hand on his face, the other hand on his scalp. His leg bounces and jostles. He looks up, taking a long, sharp breath.
Felix is trying to make tempura underdark mushrooms. The hardest part is making them not horrible.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“No but that sounds interesting.”
“Since I paid a guy. Now I need your help. Right now I’m in Heaven, and Damian might get sentenced to death.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Isaac walks up next to him
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
“I would never allow such a disgrace of my body.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Xan raises a brow "Hey.'
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Hmph, still." He shrugs and William laughs a bit.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]