“Alright well I’ll go check with the Celestial Court and get that info for us then.” Vitroze stands up. “Anything else worth mentioning?”
“Maybe not. But that doesn’t make my actions worthless. Not everything needs a payoff.”
"I also did a lot of good while I was a pirate, and I never harmed anyone who they would consider innocent, but they probably don't care." He says, rubbing the back of his hand "Thanks for this, really."
She laughs at him mockingly "You really are brainwashed ain't cha? Yer a demon, an' you think everythin' doesn't need a payoff? Delusional." And with that, He can hear her turn to ash.
“Yeah probably not. And it is of no issue. I wish you only the best!” They bow, scoop all their books and papers into their neck stump cavity, and exit.
“I MEANT A PHYSICAL PAYOFF YOU DENSE MIDDEN!” He yells, before hissing and retreating.
*Ah what a wonderful parallel end to both character's rps. That was fun.*
*Yep. Damian is definitely going to die isn’t he?*
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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.
"No wonder so much of our stuff is missing." the trooper snarls. "This is Imperial Territory. Unless you have a good and valid reason to be here, you can leave."
“Imperial?” She tilts her head.
"Correct."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"No wonder so much of our stuff is missing." the trooper snarls. "This is Imperial Territory. Unless you have a good and valid reason to be here, you can leave."
“Imperial?” She tilts her head.
"Correct."
“No no I mean what does that mean.”
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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.
"No wonder so much of our stuff is missing." the trooper snarls. "This is Imperial Territory. Unless you have a good and valid reason to be here, you can leave."
“Imperial?” She tilts her head.
"Correct."
“No no I mean what does that mean.”
He hands her a flyer. It explains the Imperial Army and its might.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"No wonder so much of our stuff is missing." the trooper snarls. "This is Imperial Territory. Unless you have a good and valid reason to be here, you can leave."
“Imperial?” She tilts her head.
"Correct."
“No no I mean what does that mean.”
He hands her a flyer. It explains the Imperial Army and its might.
Loriche studies it carefully for several minutes. “So I still can’t read, then.”
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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.
"No wonder so much of our stuff is missing." the trooper snarls. "This is Imperial Territory. Unless you have a good and valid reason to be here, you can leave."
“Imperial?” She tilts her head.
"Correct."
“No no I mean what does that mean.”
He hands her a flyer. It explains the Imperial Army and its might.
Loriche studies it carefully for several minutes. “So I still can’t read, then.”
"You cant read..?"
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"No wonder so much of our stuff is missing." the trooper snarls. "This is Imperial Territory. Unless you have a good and valid reason to be here, you can leave."
“Imperial?” She tilts her head.
"Correct."
“No no I mean what does that mean.”
He hands her a flyer. It explains the Imperial Army and its might.
Loriche studies it carefully for several minutes. “So I still can’t read, then.”
"You cant read..?"
“Nope.”
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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.
“Alright well I’ll go check with the Celestial Court and get that info for us then.” Vitroze stands up. “Anything else worth mentioning?”
“Maybe not. But that doesn’t make my actions worthless. Not everything needs a payoff.”
"I also did a lot of good while I was a pirate, and I never harmed anyone who they would consider innocent, but they probably don't care." He says, rubbing the back of his hand "Thanks for this, really."
She laughs at him mockingly "You really are brainwashed ain't cha? Yer a demon, an' you think everythin' doesn't need a payoff? Delusional." And with that, He can hear her turn to ash.
“Yeah probably not. And it is of no issue. I wish you only the best!” They bow, scoop all their books and papers into their neck stump cavity, and exit.
“I MEANT A PHYSICAL PAYOFF YOU DENSE MIDDEN!” He yells, before hissing and retreating.
*Ah what a wonderful parallel end to both character's rps. That was fun.*
*Yep. Damian is definitely going to die isn’t he?*
*I wouldn't say definitely, I mean it's likely, but you never know until it happens. After all, Damian's the first character I've ever played, I'm not sure this is where his story ends.*
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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.'
He grumbles before the clouds begin to separate and the lightning leaves his eyes. The teen's body falling soft to the ground, unconscious.
The troopers drag him inside the base, putting him into a dampening containment cell with a laser shielding door.
*Well isn't this an interesting situation.*
Once he wakes up he looks around confused, a panicked look on his face. He walks as close as he can to the door without hurting himself "Hey! What happened?"
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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.'
He grumbles before the clouds begin to separate and the lightning leaves his eyes. The teen's body falling soft to the ground, unconscious.
The troopers drag him inside the base, putting him into a dampening containment cell with a laser shielding door.
*Well isn't this an interesting situation.*
Once he wakes up he looks around confused, a panicked look on his face. He walks as close as he can to the door without hurting himself "Hey! What happened?"
Two troopers stand guard outside, standing in a quiet vigil.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He grumbles before the clouds begin to separate and the lightning leaves his eyes. The teen's body falling soft to the ground, unconscious.
The troopers drag him inside the base, putting him into a dampening containment cell with a laser shielding door.
*Well isn't this an interesting situation.*
Once he wakes up he looks around confused, a panicked look on his face. He walks as close as he can to the door without hurting himself "Hey! What happened?"
Two troopers stand guard outside, standing in a quiet vigil.
He turns to them "Hey. Can either of you explain how I got here? Last I remember I was outside flying on my cloud."
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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.'
“Alright well I’ll go check with the Celestial Court and get that info for us then.” Vitroze stands up. “Anything else worth mentioning?”
“Maybe not. But that doesn’t make my actions worthless. Not everything needs a payoff.”
"I also did a lot of good while I was a pirate, and I never harmed anyone who they would consider innocent, but they probably don't care." He says, rubbing the back of his hand "Thanks for this, really."
She laughs at him mockingly "You really are brainwashed ain't cha? Yer a demon, an' you think everythin' doesn't need a payoff? Delusional." And with that, He can hear her turn to ash.
“Yeah probably not. And it is of no issue. I wish you only the best!” They bow, scoop all their books and papers into their neck stump cavity, and exit.
“I MEANT A PHYSICAL PAYOFF YOU DENSE MIDDEN!” He yells, before hissing and retreating.
*Ah what a wonderful parallel end to both character's rps. That was fun.*
*Yep. Damian is definitely going to die isn’t he?*
*I wouldn't say definitely, I mean it's likely, but you never know until it happens. After all, Damian's the first character I've ever played, I'm not sure this is where his story ends.*
*Just have him set up some crazy escape plan. I’m imagining him like blowing up the courthouse and fleeing back to the Inn or something*
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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.
He grumbles before the clouds begin to separate and the lightning leaves his eyes. The teen's body falling soft to the ground, unconscious.
The troopers drag him inside the base, putting him into a dampening containment cell with a laser shielding door.
*Well isn't this an interesting situation.*
Once he wakes up he looks around confused, a panicked look on his face. He walks as close as he can to the door without hurting himself "Hey! What happened?"
Two troopers stand guard outside, standing in a quiet vigil.
He turns to them "Hey. Can either of you explain how I got here? Last I remember I was outside flying on my cloud."
"Just shut up." one says. "You'll get what you asked for soon."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Alright well I’ll go check with the Celestial Court and get that info for us then.” Vitroze stands up. “Anything else worth mentioning?”
“Maybe not. But that doesn’t make my actions worthless. Not everything needs a payoff.”
"I also did a lot of good while I was a pirate, and I never harmed anyone who they would consider innocent, but they probably don't care." He says, rubbing the back of his hand "Thanks for this, really."
She laughs at him mockingly "You really are brainwashed ain't cha? Yer a demon, an' you think everythin' doesn't need a payoff? Delusional." And with that, He can hear her turn to ash.
“Yeah probably not. And it is of no issue. I wish you only the best!” They bow, scoop all their books and papers into their neck stump cavity, and exit.
“I MEANT A PHYSICAL PAYOFF YOU DENSE MIDDEN!” He yells, before hissing and retreating.
*Ah what a wonderful parallel end to both character's rps. That was fun.*
*Yep. Damian is definitely going to die isn’t he?*
*I wouldn't say definitely, I mean it's likely, but you never know until it happens. After all, Damian's the first character I've ever played, I'm not sure this is where his story ends.*
*Just have him set up some crazy escape plan. I’m imagining him like blowing up the courthouse and fleeing back to the Inn or something*
*I was thinking about that, and I know he would definitely do that, but Damian has matured, he doesn't want to endanger his family or Mauric's. He's going to try and finesse them, and if that doesn't work, explosives.*
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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.'
He grumbles before the clouds begin to separate and the lightning leaves his eyes. The teen's body falling soft to the ground, unconscious.
The troopers drag him inside the base, putting him into a dampening containment cell with a laser shielding door.
*Well isn't this an interesting situation.*
Once he wakes up he looks around confused, a panicked look on his face. He walks as close as he can to the door without hurting himself "Hey! What happened?"
Two troopers stand guard outside, standing in a quiet vigil.
He turns to them "Hey. Can either of you explain how I got here? Last I remember I was outside flying on my cloud."
"Just shut up." one says. "You'll get what you asked for soon."
He tilts his head "What did I ask for? I don't even remember being 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.'
“Alright well I’ll go check with the Celestial Court and get that info for us then.” Vitroze stands up. “Anything else worth mentioning?”
“Maybe not. But that doesn’t make my actions worthless. Not everything needs a payoff.”
"I also did a lot of good while I was a pirate, and I never harmed anyone who they would consider innocent, but they probably don't care." He says, rubbing the back of his hand "Thanks for this, really."
She laughs at him mockingly "You really are brainwashed ain't cha? Yer a demon, an' you think everythin' doesn't need a payoff? Delusional." And with that, He can hear her turn to ash.
“Yeah probably not. And it is of no issue. I wish you only the best!” They bow, scoop all their books and papers into their neck stump cavity, and exit.
“I MEANT A PHYSICAL PAYOFF YOU DENSE MIDDEN!” He yells, before hissing and retreating.
*Ah what a wonderful parallel end to both character's rps. That was fun.*
*Yep. Damian is definitely going to die isn’t he?*
*I wouldn't say definitely, I mean it's likely, but you never know until it happens. After all, Damian's the first character I've ever played, I'm not sure this is where his story ends.*
*Just have him set up some crazy escape plan. I’m imagining him like blowing up the courthouse and fleeing back to the Inn or something*
*I was thinking about that, and I know he would definitely do that, but Damian has matured, he doesn't want to endanger his family or Mauric's. He's going to try and finesse them, and if that doesn't work, explosives.*
*cool*
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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.
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*Yep. Damian is definitely going to die isn’t he?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Correct."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“No no I mean what does that mean.”
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 hands her a flyer. It explains the Imperial Army and its might.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Loriche studies it carefully for several minutes. “So I still can’t read, then.”
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 grumbles before the clouds begin to separate and the lightning leaves his eyes. The teen's body falling soft to the ground, unconscious.
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.)
"You cant read..?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Nope.”
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 troopers drag him inside the base, putting him into a dampening containment cell with a laser shielding door.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I wouldn't say definitely, I mean it's likely, but you never know until it happens. After all, Damian's the first character I've ever played, I'm not sure this is where his story ends.*
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.)
*Well isn't this an interesting situation.*
Once he wakes up he looks around confused, a panicked look on his face. He walks as close as he can to the door without hurting himself "Hey! What happened?"
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.)
Two troopers stand guard outside, standing in a quiet vigil.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He turns to them "Hey. Can either of you explain how I got here? Last I remember I was outside flying on my cloud."
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.)
*Just have him set up some crazy escape plan. I’m imagining him like blowing up the courthouse and fleeing back to the Inn or something*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Just shut up." one says. "You'll get what you asked for soon."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Maybe I should bring back Maneki-Neko. I used him for the the other Star Wars rps in here.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*YESSS!! Also Hi buddyyyyy!!!!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I was thinking about that, and I know he would definitely do that, but Damian has matured, he doesn't want to endanger his family or Mauric's. He's going to try and finesse them, and if that doesn't work, explosives.*
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 tilts his head "What did I ask for? I don't even remember being 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.)
*cool*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.