*I'm making a pop singer robot from toy company looking to bring people happiness in order to power it's generator and a Dragon Lord called the Aquamarine Herald who is a bringer of storms.*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*I'm making a pop singer robot from toy company looking to bring people happiness in order to power it's generator and a Dragon Lord called the Aquamarine Herald who is a bringer of storms.*
A storm seems to be brewing on the horizon. Bolts of lighting paint the sky with bursts of light. Light rain falls against the ground, the soft sound like a lullaby. People head inside as to not get wet, the streets empty. Walking the path through the town is a young woman, about 20-25. She stands frighteningly tall, about 15 foot for so. She has light blue skin, the color of a cloudless sky. Her skin appears to be made of scales, each in a triangle like shape. Her lips and eyes are painted with dark blue, green, and purple makeup. Her long, dark indigo hair is done up in braids, tied back in a ponytail. She carries a staff with her, made of polished birchwood withs a dragon's head carved on top with a spherical stone of blue in its jaws.
The woman wears a shoulderless kimono made of turquoise and green fabric. A sash wraps around her waist, made of indigo fabric and stitched with designs of silver dragons. She carries a staff with her, made of polished birchwood withs a dragon's head carved on top with a spherical stone of blue in its jaws.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A storm seems to be brewing on the horizon. Bolts of lighting paint the sky with bursts of light. Light rain falls against the ground, the soft sound like a lullaby. People head inside as to not get wet, the streets empty. Walking the path through the town is a young woman, about 20-25. She stands frighteningly tall, about 15 foot for so. She has light blue skin, the color of a cloudless sky. Her skin appears to be made of scales, each in a triangle like shape. Her lips and eyes are painted with dark blue, green, and purple makeup. Her long, dark indigo hair is done up in braids, tied back in a ponytail. She carries a staff with her, made of polished birchwood withs a dragon's head carved on top with a spherical stone of blue in its jaws.
The woman wears a shoulderless kimono made of turquoise and green fabric. A sash wraps around her waist, made of indigo fabric and stitched with designs of silver dragons. She carries a staff with her, made of polished birchwood withs a dragon's head carved on top with a spherical stone of blue in its jaws.
*Yeah, this feels like a Ragnerious situation.*
The sound of heavy wingbeats can be heard from above, amongst the clouds and the crackling bolts of lightning is a massive red dragon, casting it's shadow upon the town. It begins to circle, lowering itself to the ground as it's form begins to shift, remaining large compared to it's form but still much smaller as it lands in front of the Lord's Rest. Rag is wearing nothing spectacular, simply wearing the bright red and black fireproof three piece suit that was made specifically form him. His axe rests at his side, thrumming with power as it always is. He turns to them, smiling with nothing but kindness and friendship in his eyes, his voice as rumbling and deep as always "Nice to meet you, welcome to Lord's Point."
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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.'
A storm seems to be brewing on the horizon. Bolts of lighting paint the sky with bursts of light. Light rain falls against the ground, the soft sound like a lullaby. People head inside as to not get wet, the streets empty. Walking the path through the town is a young woman, about 20-25. She stands frighteningly tall, about 15 foot for so. She has light blue skin, the color of a cloudless sky. Her skin appears to be made of scales, each in a triangle like shape. Her lips and eyes are painted with dark blue, green, and purple makeup. Her long, dark indigo hair is done up in braids, tied back in a ponytail. She carries a staff with her, made of polished birchwood withs a dragon's head carved on top with a spherical stone of blue in its jaws.
The woman wears a shoulderless kimono made of turquoise and green fabric. A sash wraps around her waist, made of indigo fabric and stitched with designs of silver dragons. She carries a staff with her, made of polished birchwood withs a dragon's head carved on top with a spherical stone of blue in its jaws.
*Yeah, this feels like a Ragnerious situation.*
The sound of heavy wingbeats can be heard from above, amongst the clouds and the crackling bolts of lightning is a massive red dragon, casting it's shadow upon the town. It begins to circle, lowering itself to the ground as it's form begins to shift, remaining large compared to it's form but still much smaller as it lands in front of the Lord's Rest. Rag is wearing nothing spectacular, simply wearing the bright red and black fireproof three piece suit that was made specifically form him. His axe rests at his side, thrumming with power as it always is. He turns to them, smiling with nothing but kindness and friendship in his eyes, his voice as rumbling and deep as always "Nice to meet you, welcome to Lord's Point."
She blinks and suddenly, her form shifts to a lithe blue dragon with a sharp nose horn. Her tail flicks back and forth "Another one?.. Hello nonetheless."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A storm seems to be brewing on the horizon. Bolts of lighting paint the sky with bursts of light. Light rain falls against the ground, the soft sound like a lullaby. People head inside as to not get wet, the streets empty. Walking the path through the town is a young woman, about 20-25. She stands frighteningly tall, about 15 foot for so. She has light blue skin, the color of a cloudless sky. Her skin appears to be made of scales, each in a triangle like shape. Her lips and eyes are painted with dark blue, green, and purple makeup. Her long, dark indigo hair is done up in braids, tied back in a ponytail. She carries a staff with her, made of polished birchwood withs a dragon's head carved on top with a spherical stone of blue in its jaws.
The woman wears a shoulderless kimono made of turquoise and green fabric. A sash wraps around her waist, made of indigo fabric and stitched with designs of silver dragons. She carries a staff with her, made of polished birchwood withs a dragon's head carved on top with a spherical stone of blue in its jaws.
*Yeah, this feels like a Ragnerious situation.*
The sound of heavy wingbeats can be heard from above, amongst the clouds and the crackling bolts of lightning is a massive red dragon, casting it's shadow upon the town. It begins to circle, lowering itself to the ground as it's form begins to shift, remaining large compared to it's form but still much smaller as it lands in front of the Lord's Rest. Rag is wearing nothing spectacular, simply wearing the bright red and black fireproof three piece suit that was made specifically form him. His axe rests at his side, thrumming with power as it always is. He turns to them, smiling with nothing but kindness and friendship in his eyes, his voice as rumbling and deep as always "Nice to meet you, welcome to Lord's Point."
She blinks and suddenly, her form shifts to a lithe blue dragon with a sharp nose horn. Her tail flicks back and forth "Another one?.. Hello nonetheless."
He takes a deep breath, "Another one I suppose, I didn't expect to see anyone like myself either." He holds out a strong hand "Ragnerious, but everyone just calls me Rag."
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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.'
A storm seems to be brewing on the horizon. Bolts of lighting paint the sky with bursts of light. Light rain falls against the ground, the soft sound like a lullaby. People head inside as to not get wet, the streets empty. Walking the path through the town is a young woman, about 20-25. She stands frighteningly tall, about 15 foot for so. She has light blue skin, the color of a cloudless sky. Her skin appears to be made of scales, each in a triangle like shape. Her lips and eyes are painted with dark blue, green, and purple makeup. Her long, dark indigo hair is done up in braids, tied back in a ponytail. She carries a staff with her, made of polished birchwood withs a dragon's head carved on top with a spherical stone of blue in its jaws.
The woman wears a shoulderless kimono made of turquoise and green fabric. A sash wraps around her waist, made of indigo fabric and stitched with designs of silver dragons. She carries a staff with her, made of polished birchwood withs a dragon's head carved on top with a spherical stone of blue in its jaws.
*Yeah, this feels like a Ragnerious situation.*
The sound of heavy wingbeats can be heard from above, amongst the clouds and the crackling bolts of lightning is a massive red dragon, casting it's shadow upon the town. It begins to circle, lowering itself to the ground as it's form begins to shift, remaining large compared to it's form but still much smaller as it lands in front of the Lord's Rest. Rag is wearing nothing spectacular, simply wearing the bright red and black fireproof three piece suit that was made specifically form him. His axe rests at his side, thrumming with power as it always is. He turns to them, smiling with nothing but kindness and friendship in his eyes, his voice as rumbling and deep as always "Nice to meet you, welcome to Lord's Point."
She blinks and suddenly, her form shifts to a lithe blue dragon with a sharp nose horn. Her tail flicks back and forth "Another one?.. Hello nonetheless."
He takes a deep breath, "Another one I suppose, I didn't expect to see anyone like myself either." He holds out a strong hand "Ragnerious, but everyone just calls me Rag."
She shifts back "Arikashiban, but call me Ari." She nods, smiling brightly and shaking his hand back.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She shifts back "Arikashiban, but call me Ari." She nods, smiling brightly and shaking his hand back.
He puts his hands in the pockets of the suit "Well like I said, it's nice to meet you Ari." He matches the smile "Are you hungry?"
She bows and nods "Terribly so I'm afraid. A few sheep and a cow don't seem to want to calm my stomach." She said, chuckling.
He chuckles and returns the bow, "Luckily enough I know the feeling, and I'm a decent cook I'd say." He begins walking to his small stew station, taking his giant bowl and giving it to her.
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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.'
*Very quiet, but i'm making new characters now*
*Hello Alaric, I’m finally here.*
*I'm making a pop singer robot from toy company looking to bring people happiness in order to power it's generator and a Dragon Lord called the Aquamarine Herald who is a bringer of storms.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Howdy howdy jester*
*ooooo, snazzy*
*Those both sound awesome*
*Howdy indeed, how are ya doin’ buddy?*
*Decent, usual day besides me waking up this early*
*That's good to hear, it isn't often I see you up around now.*
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.)
*Yeah, i've been waking up at like 1-2 am for the past couple days*
*Dang, that sounds terrible. I don't even know how to help with that.*
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.)
*Eh, i don't mind much, means i get to be on here more*
*I guess that is a silver lining to it. Happy to have you 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.)
A storm seems to be brewing on the horizon. Bolts of lighting paint the sky with bursts of light. Light rain falls against the ground, the soft sound like a lullaby. People head inside as to not get wet, the streets empty. Walking the path through the town is a young woman, about 20-25. She stands frighteningly tall, about 15 foot for so. She has light blue skin, the color of a cloudless sky. Her skin appears to be made of scales, each in a triangle like shape. Her lips and eyes are painted with dark blue, green, and purple makeup. Her long, dark indigo hair is done up in braids, tied back in a ponytail. She carries a staff with her, made of polished birchwood withs a dragon's head carved on top with a spherical stone of blue in its jaws.
The woman wears a shoulderless kimono made of turquoise and green fabric. A sash wraps around her waist, made of indigo fabric and stitched with designs of silver dragons. She carries a staff with her, made of polished birchwood withs a dragon's head carved on top with a spherical stone of blue in its jaws.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Yeah, this feels like a Ragnerious situation.*
The sound of heavy wingbeats can be heard from above, amongst the clouds and the crackling bolts of lightning is a massive red dragon, casting it's shadow upon the town. It begins to circle, lowering itself to the ground as it's form begins to shift, remaining large compared to it's form but still much smaller as it lands in front of the Lord's Rest. Rag is wearing nothing spectacular, simply wearing the bright red and black fireproof three piece suit that was made specifically form him. His axe rests at his side, thrumming with power as it always is. He turns to them, smiling with nothing but kindness and friendship in his eyes, his voice as rumbling and deep as always "Nice to meet you, welcome to Lord's Point."
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 blinks and suddenly, her form shifts to a lithe blue dragon with a sharp nose horn. Her tail flicks back and forth "Another one?.. Hello nonetheless."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He takes a deep breath, "Another one I suppose, I didn't expect to see anyone like myself either." He holds out a strong hand "Ragnerious, but everyone just calls me Rag."
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 shifts back "Arikashiban, but call me Ari." She nods, smiling brightly and shaking his hand back.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He puts his hands in the pockets of the suit "Well like I said, it's nice to meet you Ari." He matches the smile "Are you hungry?"
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 bows and nods "Terribly so I'm afraid. A few sheep and a cow don't seem to want to calm my stomach." She said, chuckling.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He chuckles and returns the bow, "Luckily enough I know the feeling, and I'm a decent cook I'd say." He begins walking to his small stew station, taking his giant bowl and giving it to her.
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.)