Felix waddles over and casually takes his hand like a fat, fluffy toddler. "Hey, bud."
She feels a sudden chill as Barbeau enters the alley. He's about her height, and thin as a rail, not even wearing heavy clothes to pad out his silhouette. His lips part to reveal shark-like teeth. His breath fogs out like exhaust. "Slaughter method?" He demands.
He takes a moment to look down to them before turning back to the library, smiling with his friend now there “Hey pardner, what ya doin’?”
She stands up, taking a handkerchief from her pocket and tapping it against her mouth, cleaning off the blood and some of the remaining flesh “Ripped out her throat with my teeth.” She begins cleaning off her fingers as well.
Felix looks up. "I just wanted to hang out. What about you?"
"Severing the spinal cord where it meets the brain gives more tender and delicious meat. It requires a very sharp blade, however, so I don't blame you for your chosen method." He tosses her a damp towelette.
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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.
Felix waddles over and casually takes his hand like a fat, fluffy toddler. "Hey, bud."
She feels a sudden chill as Barbeau enters the alley. He's about her height, and thin as a rail, not even wearing heavy clothes to pad out his silhouette. His lips part to reveal shark-like teeth. His breath fogs out like exhaust. "Slaughter method?" He demands.
He takes a moment to look down to them before turning back to the library, smiling with his friend now there “Hey pardner, what ya doin’?”
She stands up, taking a handkerchief from her pocket and tapping it against her mouth, cleaning off the blood and some of the remaining flesh “Ripped out her throat with my teeth.” She begins cleaning off her fingers as well.
Felix looks up. "I just wanted to hang out. What about you?"
"Severing the spinal cord where it meets the brain gives more tender and delicious meat. It requires a very sharp blade, however, so I don't blame you for your chosen method." He tosses her a damp towelette.
He chuckles “Tryin’ to figure out if I need to know how ta read ‘er not. I think Stroth would want me ta know how, right?”
“My teeth are sharp enough, I just ain’t interested in having a good meal, I’ve already eaten. I’ll take the advice though, thank ya sweetheart.” She takes the towelette, cleaning first herself and then the body, taking it apart and storing for later.
William is back in the tavern after his day out. He is dressed in a white tanktop, a pair of black dress pants, and a black suit jacket with insulated lining. He was out buying a large amount of spices, writing them off a list in his pocket. He is sorting through the array while sitting at a booth, eating what appears to be a garden salad.
Quinn is preening his wings, grumbling to himself about the sudden change in cold weather. He knows he should head south but he doesn't want to at the same time because it would take too long at this point. He is sitting on the roof of the tavern, dressed in a black sweater, the same color as his wings, and a pair of long soft pants.
Donn, dressed in a black long-sleeved shirt and golden sweater paired with a pair of nice black dress pants, is doing Christmas shopping early. He is picking out so many toys for his kids, all are different in their own ways.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Ive been under three layers of colors as well as fully clothed all day. I’m still cold.*
*I'm shivering:(*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*This is why I hate winter, you should try to get your mind off the cold. Play a game or something.*
*I have been and I've been shivering the entire time.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Felix looks up. "I just wanted to hang out. What about you?"
"Severing the spinal cord where it meets the brain gives more tender and delicious meat. It requires a very sharp blade, however, so I don't blame you for your chosen method." He tosses her a damp towelette.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Maybe you have to do something that requires more focus, or get an extra few blankets. I don’t know.*
*I cant unfortunately, I am at work :[*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He chuckles “Tryin’ to figure out if I need to know how ta read ‘er not. I think Stroth would want me ta know how, right?”
“My teeth are sharp enough, I just ain’t interested in having a good meal, I’ve already eaten. I’ll take the advice though, thank ya sweetheart.” She takes the towelette, cleaning first herself and then the body, taking it apart and storing for later.
*Is there a space heater you could sit near?*
William is back in the tavern after his day out. He is dressed in a white tanktop, a pair of black dress pants, and a black suit jacket with insulated lining. He was out buying a large amount of spices, writing them off a list in his pocket. He is sorting through the array while sitting at a booth, eating what appears to be a garden salad.
Quinn is preening his wings, grumbling to himself about the sudden change in cold weather. He knows he should head south but he doesn't want to at the same time because it would take too long at this point. He is sitting on the roof of the tavern, dressed in a black sweater, the same color as his wings, and a pair of long soft pants.
Donn, dressed in a black long-sleeved shirt and golden sweater paired with a pair of nice black dress pants, is doing Christmas shopping early. He is picking out so many toys for his kids, all are different in their own ways.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Good morning, everyone!*
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)
*I gotta prep for my session today. I just realized that I probably don't have enough of the module memorized to last an entire session.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*You know that player who won't show up and no one wants to play without him?*
*Guess what he's doing right now.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*E*
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's finally at least awake. Well, half-awake.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Since sleep contains two E’s, I was at least 2/5ths right*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Back for a little bit.*
*I still want to bring back Abhurai.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*You should do it, do what you want man. Wanna continue our rp?*
*Sorry, I gotta actually start my session now.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.