Felix flops down onto his back next to Thane. "Looks like you need some more mold, buddy."
The ogre walks steadily toward Rag, pausing for a second every time a punch is thrown in order to keep his stance, clutching his cape to keep it from being knocked off. He must be absurdly strong just to be able to stand up against the shockwaves at all. Despite the effort this must take, he seems pretty casual about it.
Thane looks down to Felix, shaking his head “I… I’m fine.” He says, smiling weakly at them, feeling more pain than he has in a while.
He stops, smiling wide at them “Sorry about that; just making sure I’ve got my technique all right. Not many people can stay standing when I throw a punch full force.” He holds out a hand to them to shake “Ragnerious, but everyone calls me Rag.”
"No you're not." He says simply, sitting up. "You don't have to do this alone, you know."
He shakes the massive hand happily, as though he didn't just see the sheer amount of force they can put out. "Gideon Shuemen. Nice to meet you, Rag! I was wondering what the commotion was about, and I'm glad to see it wasn't a real fight!"
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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.
*Nope, I’ll check ‘em out though if that’s a recommendation.*
*GNX is Kendrick’s new album*
*Yeah nah, ima get to it though, I’ve heard parts. Mainly -MUSTARRRRRRRRRRRD, but it sounds gas. Wanna rp or continue our old one?*
*probably should start a new one. isn’t today trial day?*
*Honestly unless you want it to be today I will continue to procrastinate. If you want to start a new one I’m down for that, whatever you want really.*
*Nope, I’ll check ‘em out though if that’s a recommendation.*
*GNX is Kendrick’s new album*
*Yeah nah, ima get to it though, I’ve heard parts. Mainly -MUSTARRRRRRRRRRRD, but it sounds gas. Wanna rp or continue our old one?*
*probably should start a new one. isn’t today trial day?*
*Honestly unless you want it to be today I will continue to procrastinate. If you want to start a new one I’m down for that, whatever you want really.*
*Only reason I’d prefer the trial to be today is that I have a lot of time on my hands so we’d be able to get it done and not have it be broken up a ton*
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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.
Felix flops down onto his back next to Thane. "Looks like you need some more mold, buddy."
The ogre walks steadily toward Rag, pausing for a second every time a punch is thrown in order to keep his stance, clutching his cape to keep it from being knocked off. He must be absurdly strong just to be able to stand up against the shockwaves at all. Despite the effort this must take, he seems pretty casual about it.
Thane looks down to Felix, shaking his head “I… I’m fine.” He says, smiling weakly at them, feeling more pain than he has in a while.
He stops, smiling wide at them “Sorry about that; just making sure I’ve got my technique all right. Not many people can stay standing when I throw a punch full force.” He holds out a hand to them to shake “Ragnerious, but everyone calls me Rag.”
"No you're not." He says simply, sitting up. "You don't have to do this alone, you know."
He shakes the massive hand happily, as though he didn't just see the sheer amount of force they can put out. "Gideon Shuemen. Nice to meet you, Rag! I was wondering what the commotion was about, and I'm glad to see it wasn't a real fight!"
He shakes his head, curling his knees to his chest “I… know, but you have bigger concerns than me.”
“Nice to meet you as well Gideon! I try my best not to end up in any fights, I find myself becoming less violent as time goes on, and I enjoy that feeling quite a lot.” He gives them the same smile he always gives, friendly and big.
*Nope, I’ll check ‘em out though if that’s a recommendation.*
*GNX is Kendrick’s new album*
*Yeah nah, ima get to it though, I’ve heard parts. Mainly -MUSTARRRRRRRRRRRD, but it sounds gas. Wanna rp or continue our old one?*
*probably should start a new one. isn’t today trial day?*
*Honestly unless you want it to be today I will continue to procrastinate. If you want to start a new one I’m down for that, whatever you want really.*
*Only reason I’d prefer the trial to be today is that I have a lot of time on my hands so we’d be able to get it done and not have it be broken up a ton*
*Consider it done my friend.*
Mauric would hear a knock at the door, being the guards assigned to take them to the courthouse. They would also find Damian already outside, smiling wide despite being handcuffed. As they are escorted to the courthouse, Damian can’t seem to help but laugh, while his brother remains silently looking into his book.
Hart is sitting at the bar, the bandages around his hands, neck and face obscuring what lies beneath. He wears his signature green jacket trench with sheepskin lining as well as a pair of black jeans and a simple back shirt. He is fiddling with his pocketknife, a glass of undrank whiskey sitting before him. A piece of paper sits before him on the table, he has appeared to try and sketch out his wife's face from memory but is slowly losing that to time.
Abi is sitting on the floor in the tavern library, eating sugar wafers. She is doodling pictures of so many cats that each one is begining to look similar to the last. She wears her fondant dress and licorice bows in her chocolate hair. Ants unfortunately crawl across her because she seems to attract them like the plague.
Samaritan out in the market purchasing some vegetables and fruits for the pantry of the restaurant. He is dressed in his normal clothing, his apron, chefs uniform, and his masks, just like every other day.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"No you're not." He says simply, sitting up. "You don't have to do this alone, you know."
He shakes the massive hand happily, as though he didn't just see the sheer amount of force they can put out. "Gideon Shuemen. Nice to meet you, Rag! I was wondering what the commotion was about, and I'm glad to see it wasn't a real fight!"
He shakes his head, curling his knees to his chest “I… know, but you have bigger concerns than me.”
“Nice to meet you as well Gideon! I try my best not to end up in any fights, I find myself becoming less violent as time goes on, and I enjoy that feeling quite a lot.” He gives them the same smile he always gives, friendly and big.
Felix pulls out a jar of black slime. "You can't prove that."
Gideon grins back through his tusks. "I understand completely! Big ticket contenders like us need to keep in shape even after retirement. After all, it might end tomorrow!" He chuckles.
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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.
Mauric follows them quietly. Vitroze is already waiting outside the courthouse, sweating profusely but dressed immaculately in their finest fit.
Once they reach inside of circular, incredibly well designed courthouse, they find the jury surrounding them on pews. The defense placed in the middle, and the Judge, Tyler, sitting on the same level as them.
Abi is sitting on the floor in the tavern library, eating sugar wafers. She is doodling pictures of so many cats that each one is begining to look similar to the last. She wears her fondant dress and licorice bows in her chocolate hair. Ants unfortunately crawl across her because she seems to attract them like the plague.
Samaritan out in the market purchasing some vegetables and fruits for the pantry of the restaurant. He is dressed in his normal clothing, his apron, chefs uniform, and his masks, just like every other day.
Thirteen has set up a necrotic aura to prevent ants from getting into his rare and valuable books as he researches the Dark Seldarine.
Rio is following him in the form of some random dude who kind of looks like David Byrne.
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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.
Mauric follows them quietly. Vitroze is already waiting outside the courthouse, sweating profusely but dressed immaculately in their finest fit.
Once they reach inside of circular, incredibly well designed courthouse, they find the jury surrounding them on pews. The defense placed in the middle, and the Judge, Tyler, sitting on the same level as them.
Mauric takes his seat, and so does Vitroze. Vitroze suddenly realizes that they don’t know who’s prosecuting.
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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.
Abi is sitting on the floor in the tavern library, eating sugar wafers. She is doodling pictures of so many cats that each one is begining to look similar to the last. She wears her fondant dress and licorice bows in her chocolate hair. Ants unfortunately crawl across her because she seems to attract them like the plague.
Samaritan out in the market purchasing some vegetables and fruits for the pantry of the restaurant. He is dressed in his normal clothing, his apron, chefs uniform, and his masks, just like every other day.
Thirteen has set up a necrotic aura to prevent ants from getting into his rare and valuable books as he researches the Dark Seldarine.
Rio is following him in the form of some random dude who kind of looks like David Byrne.
Abi looks up after the magic spell is cast, feel it's energy ripple through the area. "Hello! Thank you!" She chirps.
Samaritan snorts, like he is sniffing out something. He doesn't seem to glance around or even turn but he chuckles "Doing a mighty terrible job of following..."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Mauric follows them quietly. Vitroze is already waiting outside the courthouse, sweating profusely but dressed immaculately in their finest fit.
Once they reach inside of circular, incredibly well designed courthouse, they find the jury surrounding them on pews. The defense placed in the middle, and the Judge, Tyler, sitting on the same level as them.
Mauric takes his seat, and so does Vitroze. Vitroze suddenly realizes that they don’t know who’s prosecuting.
*Imagine if it was Sanviento*
Sanviento places his book near the entrance and watches from the door while Damian takes a seat as well, his grin all the same.
A female Angel floats down from the audience, young from what can be told wearing a suit of fine golden silk. She takes a seat of her own, silent. Tyler stands up “We know why we are all here, both Damian and Mauric have committed crimes, before we begin would anyone like to say anything?”
Abi is sitting on the floor in the tavern library, eating sugar wafers. She is doodling pictures of so many cats that each one is begining to look similar to the last. She wears her fondant dress and licorice bows in her chocolate hair. Ants unfortunately crawl across her because she seems to attract them like the plague.
Samaritan out in the market purchasing some vegetables and fruits for the pantry of the restaurant. He is dressed in his normal clothing, his apron, chefs uniform, and his masks, just like every other day.
Thirteen has set up a necrotic aura to prevent ants from getting into his rare and valuable books as he researches the Dark Seldarine.
Rio is following him in the form of some random dude who kind of looks like David Byrne.
Abi looks up after the magic spell is cast, feel it's energy ripple through the area. "Hello! Thank you!" She chirps.
Samaritan snorts, like he is sniffing out something. He doesn't seem to glance around or even turn but he chuckles "Doing a mighty terrible job of following..."
*GNX is Kendrick’s new album*
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 nah, ima get to it though, I’ve heard parts. Mainly -MUSTARRRRRRRRRRRD, but it sounds gas. Wanna rp or continue our old one?*
"No you're not." He says simply, sitting up. "You don't have to do this alone, you know."
He shakes the massive hand happily, as though he didn't just see the sheer amount of force they can put out. "Gideon Shuemen. Nice to meet you, Rag! I was wondering what the commotion was about, and I'm glad to see it wasn't a real fight!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*probably should start a new one. isn’t today trial day?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Do I want to spin the wheel of characters to see who gets picked... Yes I do.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Honestly unless you want it to be today I will continue to procrastinate. If you want to start a new one I’m down for that, whatever you want really.*
*Only reason I’d prefer the trial to be today is that I have a lot of time on my hands so we’d be able to get it done and not have it be broken up a ton*
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 shakes his head, curling his knees to his chest “I… know, but you have bigger concerns than me.”
“Nice to meet you as well Gideon! I try my best not to end up in any fights, I find myself becoming less violent as time goes on, and I enjoy that feeling quite a lot.” He gives them the same smile he always gives, friendly and big.
*Consider it done my friend.*
Mauric would hear a knock at the door, being the guards assigned to take them to the courthouse. They would also find Damian already outside, smiling wide despite being handcuffed. As they are escorted to the courthouse, Damian can’t seem to help but laugh, while his brother remains silently looking into his book.
*The Wheel has spoken.*
Hart is sitting at the bar, the bandages around his hands, neck and face obscuring what lies beneath. He wears his signature green jacket trench with sheepskin lining as well as a pair of black jeans and a simple back shirt. He is fiddling with his pocketknife, a glass of undrank whiskey sitting before him. A piece of paper sits before him on the table, he has appeared to try and sketch out his wife's face from memory but is slowly losing that to time.
Abi is sitting on the floor in the tavern library, eating sugar wafers. She is doodling pictures of so many cats that each one is begining to look similar to the last. She wears her fondant dress and licorice bows in her chocolate hair. Ants unfortunately crawl across her because she seems to attract them like the plague.
Samaritan out in the market purchasing some vegetables and fruits for the pantry of the restaurant. He is dressed in his normal clothing, his apron, chefs uniform, and his masks, just like every other day.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Felix pulls out a jar of black slime. "You can't prove that."
Gideon grins back through his tusks. "I understand completely! Big ticket contenders like us need to keep in shape even after retirement. After all, it might end tomorrow!" He chuckles.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*jester cut*
Mauric follows them quietly. Vitroze is already waiting outside the courthouse, sweating profusely but dressed immaculately in their finest fit.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I know I just started, but I need to take a break for a bit.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Once they reach inside of circular, incredibly well designed courthouse, they find the jury surrounding them on pews. The defense placed in the middle, and the Judge, Tyler, sitting on the same level as them.
*Well if it’s for the best, see ya.*
Thirteen has set up a necrotic aura to prevent ants from getting into his rare and valuable books as he researches the Dark Seldarine.
Rio is following him in the form of some random dude who kind of looks like David Byrne.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Mauric takes his seat, and so does Vitroze. Vitroze suddenly realizes that they don’t know who’s prosecuting.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Abi looks up after the magic spell is cast, feel it's energy ripple through the area. "Hello! Thank you!" She chirps.
Samaritan snorts, like he is sniffing out something. He doesn't seem to glance around or even turn but he chuckles "Doing a mighty terrible job of following..."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Imagine if it was Sanviento*
Sanviento places his book near the entrance and watches from the door while Damian takes a seat as well, his grin all the same.
A female Angel floats down from the audience, young from what can be told wearing a suit of fine golden silk. She takes a seat of her own, silent. Tyler stands up “We know why we are all here, both Damian and Mauric have committed crimes, before we begin would anyone like to say anything?”
“Oh, were they bothering you too?”
Riotan keeps walking, seemingly completely ignoring you.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.