He nods "The general will be please.." he bows "Thank you for your work."
"I know I know." She laughs.
He nods, heading to work on a tie-fighter. A trooper with an orange shoulder pad runs up to them. "Commander. I have news from the latest Tie-Fighter patrol."
He starts to carefully push everything into a corner
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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 nods "The general will be please.." he bows "Thank you for your work."
"I know I know." She laughs.
He nods, heading to work on a tie-fighter. A trooper with an orange shoulder pad runs up to them. "Commander. I have news from the latest Tie-Fighter patrol."
He starts to carefully push everything into a corner
"Mn?" He turns to them, tilting his head.
"You need help?' she asked.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Samaritan laughs "Careful, he gets mad about that sort of thing." He shrugs and nods. "Here, try and see if you can get a good hit on me." Suddenly, before Shen's eyes, Samaritan is a blur around in a circle. (Make me a Perception check (DC: 23))
"Felix, a rat thing doesn't want me killing them cause he thinks it would upset Sparrow." She shrugs.
"It does to me. Music doesn't always make sense, sometimes its what makes us think."
Shen squints with a smile, putting his staff in ready position and looking all around for where he truly is. Perception:Unable to parse dice roll.
She smiles upon the mention of Felix "Oh that little sweetheart? I mean, he ain't exactly wrong 'bout that, his sisters may want him deader than two maggot infested corpses, but their his sisters, an' he likely still cares 'bout those two. He's always been a softy."
He gives her a small smile, taking his lute, and beginning to play the song, beginning to get into it. Performance:Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
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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 nods "The general will be please.." he bows "Thank you for your work."
"I know I know." She laughs.
He nods, heading to work on a tie-fighter. A trooper with an orange shoulder pad runs up to them. "Commander. I have news from the latest Tie-Fighter patrol."
He starts to carefully push everything into a corner
"Mn?" He turns to them, tilting his head.
"You need help?' she asked.
"Rebel transport ships have been spotted in the woods 2 miles north."
"N-no. Don't want ya cutting yourself on accident."
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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.
Samaritan laughs "Careful, he gets mad about that sort of thing." He shrugs and nods. "Here, try and see if you can get a good hit on me." Suddenly, before Shen's eyes, Samaritan is a blur around in a circle. (Make me a Perception check (DC: 23))
"Felix, a rat thing doesn't want me killing them cause he thinks it would upset Sparrow." She shrugs.
"It does to me. Music doesn't always make sense, sometimes its what makes us think."
Shen squints with a smile, putting his staff in ready position and looking all around for where he truly is. Perception:21
She smiles upon the mention of Felix "Oh that little sweetheart? I mean, he ain't exactly wrong 'bout that, his sisters may want him deader than two maggot infested corpses, but their his sisters, an' he likely still cares 'bout those two. He's always been a softy."
He gives her a small smile, taking his lute, and beginning to play the song, beginning to get into it. Performance:21
He is unable to get a good idea of where Samaritan is as he is moving to fast to be seen. He chuckles "Try and hit me at least."
"I want to punt him into the sun.' she huffs "I suppose but anyone who hurts him makes me want to claw out their organs."
She watches, enraptured. At the end she claps, cheering.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He nods "The general will be please.." he bows "Thank you for your work."
"I know I know." She laughs.
He nods, heading to work on a tie-fighter. A trooper with an orange shoulder pad runs up to them. "Commander. I have news from the latest Tie-Fighter patrol."
He starts to carefully push everything into a corner
"Mn?" He turns to them, tilting his head.
"You need help?' she asked.
"Rebel transport ships have been spotted in the woods 2 miles north."
"N-no. Don't want ya cutting yourself on accident."
He bristles "Have you told the general yet?"
She sighs and helps anyways.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Ah, I see. I don't believe I've tried that yet." She produces a notepad from her coat pocket and jots something down.
"I happen to know a good deal about that sort of thing, I made this one body actually."
"You do? Could... could you help me with making my own? Of course, it's perfectly understandable if you don't."
"Of course!!!" She giggles madly "I do love a good experiment and flipping off any gods who watch!"
KK laughs a bit as well, giddy at the prospect. "Wonderful! Now, what's our first step?"
"Well first, what sort of features are you looking for? Tall, thin, short, chubby, brown hair, blonde hair, etcetera and such."
"Tall... Maybe brown hair? Not quite sure.. green eyes... four- no, six... yeah, four arms..." She writes what she says in a sort of bullet-note list. "Ideally, I'd want to stay connected to radio signals, but I'm not sure how feasible that is."
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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)
He nods "The general will be please.." he bows "Thank you for your work."
"I know I know." She laughs.
He nods, heading to work on a tie-fighter. A trooper with an orange shoulder pad runs up to them. "Commander. I have news from the latest Tie-Fighter patrol."
He starts to carefully push everything into a corner
"Mn?" He turns to them, tilting his head.
"You need help?' she asked.
"Rebel transport ships have been spotted in the woods 2 miles north."
"N-no. Don't want ya cutting yourself on accident."
He bristles "Have you told the general yet?"
She sighs and helps anyways.
"No Sir. The General is up in the Destroyer."
Lore can tell this was Theren's favorite guitar due to the engraved roses.
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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.
*That wasn't very enthusiastic of you. Not very sigma.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Well first, what sort of features are you looking for? Tall, thin, short, chubby, brown hair, blonde hair, etcetera and such."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He nods, heading to work on a tie-fighter. A trooper with an orange shoulder pad runs up to them. "Commander. I have news from the latest Tie-Fighter patrol."
He starts to carefully push everything into a corner
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Mood, moment with the sauce, skibbiti run three Versace and based.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"it doesn't look functional"
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
"Mn?" He turns to them, tilting his head.
"You need help?' she asked.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I bet*
“…Theren?” Thirteen walks closer, slightly worried.
Loriche winces as she watches. “Oh come on, you’re doing it completely wrong!” She whispers to herself indignantly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"It will be."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Shen squints with a smile, putting his staff in ready position and looking all around for where he truly is. Perception:Unable to parse dice roll.
She smiles upon the mention of Felix "Oh that little sweetheart? I mean, he ain't exactly wrong 'bout that, his sisters may want him deader than two maggot infested corpses, but their his sisters, an' he likely still cares 'bout those two. He's always been a softy."
He gives her a small smile, taking his lute, and beginning to play the song, beginning to get into it. Performance:Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
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.)
"Rebel transport ships have been spotted in the woods 2 miles north."
"N-no. Don't want ya cutting yourself on accident."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“I’m gonna plant some trees here!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*(GP.) I HAVE TO GO. >:((*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Theren looks up. "What?"
The sparks stop flying as the hole is patched.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Well, now I don’t want to.* /j
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 is unable to get a good idea of where Samaritan is as he is moving to fast to be seen. He chuckles "Try and hit me at least."
"I want to punt him into the sun.' she huffs "I suppose but anyone who hurts him makes me want to claw out their organs."
She watches, enraptured. At the end she claps, cheering.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He bristles "Have you told the general yet?"
She sighs and helps anyways.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Why?" She looks confused.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Tall... Maybe brown hair? Not quite sure.. green eyes... four- no, six... yeah, four arms..." She writes what she says in a sort of bullet-note list. "Ideally, I'd want to stay connected to radio signals, but I'm not sure how feasible that is."
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)
"No Sir. The General is up in the Destroyer."
Lore can tell this was Theren's favorite guitar due to the engraved roses.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Just checking up on you.”
Loriche walks over. “Alright you guys clearly need help here.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.