"Im nervous man! I dont think im a good father okay!"
"No identification, No entrance."
Thirteen thinks for a moment, interlacing his fingers. “I’m not very knowledgeable in the field of those things, but… I think you’re a pretty good father.”
“Alright how about you identify my hand on your face, [gp]?” She growls.
Theren scowls. "I end up hurt every other week. I could die and leave my wife widowed and my kids fatherless. What sorta father am I?"
The trooper reaches for a blaster on his hip. "excuse me?"
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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.
KK continues pondering and writing down details for a while, gradually narrowing down details to be more and more specific, until after about a half-hour of nonstop writing and revising and removing details. "...And that's all I can think of! Oh, this is going to be glorious!" She gives the list to Stroth, and at the bottom corner of the page, there is a little conceptual sketch of what the body would look like.
It looks utterly terrifying. KK seems ecstatic.
Stroth looks so proud, grinning from ear to ear literally "This is wonderful! I adore it!!"
KK practically squeals with delight- a sound reminiscent of the chirping of a radio quickly changing its signal. "I know, right?! I think it's my best work yet!"
"I fully agree. Now, let me see what I can do for you. It makes take about three to ten days but I'll see if I can get it done right but fast."
"How can I help with it? Maybe the process will go more smoothly with two of us working on it at once."
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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)
"Im nervous man! I dont think im a good father okay!"
"No identification, No entrance."
Thirteen thinks for a moment, interlacing his fingers. “I’m not very knowledgeable in the field of those things, but… I think you’re a pretty good father.”
“Alright how about you identify my hand on your face, [gp]?” She growls.
Theren scowls. "I end up hurt every other week. I could die and leave my wife widowed and my kids fatherless. What sorta father am I?"
The trooper reaches for a blaster on his hip. "excuse me?"
“You can’t blame yourself because you have enemies and those enemies are completely insane and want to kill you. That doesn’t make you a bad father in the slightest.”
“Come on man, I’m trying to help y’all out! Why am I an enemy when I’m acting out of the kindness in my heart??”
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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 laughs a bit "Try a bit harder okay? Focus, feel the movement where the air stops when I land." He offers.
She nods and stands up, the spellbook disappearing into smoke "Oh I will."
She smiles and kisses his forehead "You're my stars, moon, and sun."
He takes another deep breath, trying to take his advice and focus on his motions. Perception:16
She smiles, leaning on the counter "Be careful, we don't want Sparrow doin' anythin' too stupid do we?"
He matches the smile, holding her, blushing "You mean everything to me, thank you for everything you are."
Unfortunately, he seems to be a bit distracted by William cheering them on. William then promptly shuts up because he knows better than to get his arse beat again.
"But of course not." She chuckles.
She blushes and beams "I thank you for everything you are Rowan."
He smiles and William before turning back "Welp, guess I can't play this the fair way." He then begins shuffling his feet, dancing slightly in place before casting Thunderwave. Con save, DC 18, Damage:14
She waves them off, before sitting in the corner of the Inn and beginning to drink. Grimes' echo is walking around town, looking exactly like Grimes, other than being a pale blue color, the real Grimes in the forest, panicking.
He takes a deep breath, looking into her eyes "Have you been okay these past few weeks?"
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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.'
"Im nervous man! I dont think im a good father okay!"
"No identification, No entrance."
Thirteen thinks for a moment, interlacing his fingers. “I’m not very knowledgeable in the field of those things, but… I think you’re a pretty good father.”
“Alright how about you identify my hand on your face, [gp]?” She growls.
Theren scowls. "I end up hurt every other week. I could die and leave my wife widowed and my kids fatherless. What sorta father am I?"
The trooper reaches for a blaster on his hip. "excuse me?"
“You can’t blame yourself because you have enemies and those enemies are completely insane and want to kill you. That doesn’t make you a bad father in the slightest.”
“Come on man, I’m trying to help y’all out! Why am I an enemy when I’m acting out of the kindness in my heart??”
There's scowl fades. "I...I just feel overwhelmed man.."
"Your not an enemy yet. If you were I would have shot you on sight." he says with a sigh. "I just need some form of identification. Fingerprints, palm lines, whatever."
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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.
"Im nervous man! I dont think im a good father okay!"
"No identification, No entrance."
Thirteen thinks for a moment, interlacing his fingers. “I’m not very knowledgeable in the field of those things, but… I think you’re a pretty good father.”
“Alright how about you identify my hand on your face, [gp]?” She growls.
Theren scowls. "I end up hurt every other week. I could die and leave my wife widowed and my kids fatherless. What sorta father am I?"
The trooper reaches for a blaster on his hip. "excuse me?"
“You can’t blame yourself because you have enemies and those enemies are completely insane and want to kill you. That doesn’t make you a bad father in the slightest.”
“Come on man, I’m trying to help y’all out! Why am I an enemy when I’m acting out of the kindness in my heart??”
There's scowl fades. "I...I just feel overwhelmed man.."
"You’re not an enemy yet. If you were I would have shot you on sight." he says with a sigh. "I just need some form of identification. Fingerprints, palm lines, whatever."
“I bet you do, but you can’t let fear control you. You’ve gotten this far, and I know you can get through what’s next.”
“…can’t. If I take off the armor I die.”
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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.
There's scowl fades. "I...I just feel overwhelmed man.."
"You’re not an enemy yet. If you were I would have shot you on sight." he says with a sigh. "I just need some form of identification. Fingerprints, palm lines, whatever."
“I bet you do, but you can’t let fear control you. You’ve gotten this far, and I know you can get through what’s next.”
“…can’t. If I take off the armor I die.”
he nods, looking tired.
The trooper walks up and holds out a pad. "Put your hand on this. Armored or not. Whichever."
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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.
*Well on that note, does anyone want to roleplay? If so, do you want any particular characters?*
*I have Dyn who's gone absolutely insane.*
*Hmm, I'm down to deal with that. You want Akira?*
*Yeah*
Dyn is standing amongst slaughtered town folks and guards. The sword in his hand is dripping blood, his mangekyo sharingan in his eyes are bright red.
Out of some shadow walks Akira, his mask and clothes back on, his katana, Tetsubo, and bow all missing, only one of his eyes visible, filled with the Rinnegan. "What happened 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.'
*Well on that note, does anyone want to roleplay? If so, do you want any particular characters?*
*I have Dyn who's gone absolutely insane.*
*Hmm, I'm down to deal with that. You want Akira?*
*Yeah*
Dyn is standing amongst slaughtered town folks and guards. The sword in his hand is dripping blood, his mangekyo sharingan in his eyes are bright red.
Out of some shadow walks Akira, his mask and clothes back on, his katana, Tetsubo, and bow all missing, only one of his eyes visible, filled with the Rinnegan. "What happened here?"
Dyn turns to him. "Zen is here. He's hiding amongst them!"
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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.
*Well on that note, does anyone want to roleplay? If so, do you want any particular characters?*
*I have Dyn who's gone absolutely insane.*
*Hmm, I'm down to deal with that. You want Akira?*
*Yeah*
Dyn is standing amongst slaughtered town folks and guards. The sword in his hand is dripping blood, his mangekyo sharingan in his eyes are bright red.
Out of some shadow walks Akira, his mask and clothes back on, his katana, Tetsubo, and bow all missing, only one of his eyes visible, filled with the Rinnegan. "What happened here?"
Dyn turns to him. "Zen is here. He's hiding amongst them!"
He looks at him, confused "We killed Zen. There's no way he's here unless someone used a resurrection jutsu."
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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.'
Theren scowls. "I end up hurt every other week. I could die and leave my wife widowed and my kids fatherless. What sorta father am I?"
The trooper reaches for a blaster on his hip. "excuse me?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*wendicut*
“Try throwing it! It’s pretty 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.
They keep their blasters trained on him. "Explain the brand then!"
"Jupiter, like the Roman form of Zeus?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"How can I help with it? Maybe the process will go more smoothly with two of us working on it at once."
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)
“You can’t blame yourself because you have enemies and those enemies are completely insane and want to kill you. That doesn’t make you a bad father in the slightest.”
“Come on man, I’m trying to help y’all out! Why am I an enemy when I’m acting out of the kindness in my heart??”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Hey guys, I will be back, I have to go for a bit.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He smiles and William before turning back "Welp, guess I can't play this the fair way." He then begins shuffling his feet, dancing slightly in place before casting Thunderwave. Con save, DC 18, Damage:14
She waves them off, before sitting in the corner of the Inn and beginning to drink. Grimes' echo is walking around town, looking exactly like Grimes, other than being a pale blue color, the real Grimes in the forest, panicking.
He takes a deep breath, looking into her eyes "Have you been okay these past few weeks?"
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.)
There's scowl fades. "I...I just feel overwhelmed man.."
"Your not an enemy yet. If you were I would have shot you on sight." he says with a sigh. "I just need some form of identification. Fingerprints, palm lines, whatever."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Noooo :((*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*See ya when ya get back hopefully!*
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 on that note, does anyone want to roleplay? If so, do you want any particular characters?*
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.)
(I am back :D)
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 have Dyn who's gone absolutely insane.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hmm, I'm down to deal with that. You want Akira?*
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.)
“I bet you do, but you can’t let fear control you. You’ve gotten this far, and I know you can get through what’s next.”
“…can’t. If I take off the armor I die.”
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*
Dyn is standing amongst slaughtered town folks and guards. The sword in his hand is dripping blood, his mangekyo sharingan in his eyes are bright red.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
he nods, looking tired.
The trooper walks up and holds out a pad. "Put your hand on this. Armored or not. Whichever."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Out of some shadow walks Akira, his mask and clothes back on, his katana, Tetsubo, and bow all missing, only one of his eyes visible, filled with the Rinnegan. "What happened 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.)
Dyn turns to him. "Zen is here. He's hiding amongst them!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He looks at him, confused "We killed Zen. There's no way he's here unless someone used a resurrection jutsu."
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.)