*I warned y'all. I'm back tho* He mewls softly, looking away and huffing. "Yeah..."
She takes their hand in her paw, smiling, revealing perfect, blackened and shiny teeth. "What's your name, Schan?"
She sits down at the bar, still dragging Antonio and ordering a scotch.
"Thirdsies?" She asks, filling the plate again, ready to eat it if not. She sighs again. "Okay, it'll be fine... I had my slump, you're having your slump... it'll be okay soon, right?..."
He picks them up and begins walking, slapping his wet shirt over his other shoulder “Well we should start getting you moved in.”
If steam could come out of her eyes it would as she stumbles over her words, eventually able to say “Marionette.” Shivering at her touch.
He looks at the scotch, and back to Domino a few times, not knowing what to do, just waiting for her to do something.
He takes the third plate, finishing it off quite quickly as well, before stopping “Yeah… everything will be okay… it always ends up that way.” He gets up, cleaning the finished plate.
*Honestly, I just wanna rp. I don't really have a vibe at the moment, I'm sorry :[*
*Don't apologize, it's good.*
Rowan is in the forest, fighting monsters with his dagger, sickle, and lute. Something seems to change in the air every time he plays as he cuts into goblins, occasionally taking hits in return.
Geralt is walking around, his broken greatsword in it's sheath, his black bandaged tightened around his fists, like a boxer would, the unnatural dry heat around him less than usual.
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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.'
*Honestly, I just wanna rp. I don't really have a vibe at the moment, I'm sorry :[*
*Don't apologize, it's good.*
Rowan is in the forest, fighting monsters with his dagger, sickle, and lute. Something seems to change in the air every time he plays as he cuts into goblins, occasionally taking hits in return.
Geralt is walking around, his broken greatsword in it's sheath, his black bandaged tightened around his fists, like a boxer would, the unnatural dry heat around him less than usual.
Kelipso and Gordon, who are doing their daily patrols, notice this and rush in to help. Gordon snarls, his hackles raising as he bares his teeth at the goblins. Kelipso rushes over to Rowan and begins to heal him.
Samaritan watches, having a smoke break outside. He nods at them.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Kelipso and Gordon, who are doing their daily patrols, notice this and rush in to help. Gordon snarls, his hackles raising as he bares his teeth at the goblins. Kelipso rushes over to Rowan and begins to heal him.
Samaritan watches, having a smoke break outside. He nods at them.
Upon pulling him back, he doesn't seem to be conscious, his body leaning forward in some kind of suspended bow, suddenly there is a crunch, as a spectral spear seems to pierce through his back, and the goblins drop dead without explanation.
He nods back, in a bit of awe from the large demon, and showing it in his eyes.
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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.'
Kelipso and Gordon, who are doing their daily patrols, notice this and rush in to help. Gordon snarls, his hackles raising as he bares his teeth at the goblins. Kelipso rushes over to Rowan and begins to heal him.
Samaritan watches, having a smoke break outside. He nods at them.
Upon pulling him back, he doesn't seem to be conscious, his body leaning forward in some kind of suspended bow, suddenly there is a crunch, as a spectral spear seems to pierce through his back, and the goblins drop dead without explanation.
He nods back, in a bit of awe from the large demon, and showing it in his eyes.
Kelipso curses in infernal and tries to revive him. Gordon looks confused, his ears lowering.
"What're you staring at?" He grumbles.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He picks them up and begins walking, slapping his wet shirt over his other shoulder “Well we should start getting you moved in.”
If steam could come out of her eyes it would as she stumbles over her words, eventually able to say “Marionette.” Shivering at her touch.
He looks at the scotch, and back to Domino a few times, not knowing what to do, just waiting for her to do something.
He takes the third plate, finishing it off quite quickly as well, before stopping “Yeah… everything will be okay… it always ends up that way.” He gets up, cleaning the finished plate.
*Hmm, maybe I should check that out eventually.*
*The cannibal named Hannibal weeeee*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Weeeeee!*
*How ya doin? As a whole I mean.*
*tired as all hell. Just got to work a couple of minutes ago. Waiting for my other employees to walk in.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*That sucks to hear, going to school right now, at least to classes I dont hate today.*
*That's good :)*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*It is, isn’t it?*
*If you want to rp I’ll be here,*
*Sure! Uhhh, I don't really know who to pick :(*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*What kind of vibes do you want?*
*Honestly, I just wanna rp. I don't really have a vibe at the moment, I'm sorry :[*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Don't apologize, it's good.*
Rowan is in the forest, fighting monsters with his dagger, sickle, and lute. Something seems to change in the air every time he plays as he cuts into goblins, occasionally taking hits in return.
Geralt is walking around, his broken greatsword in it's sheath, his black bandaged tightened around his fists, like a boxer would, the unnatural dry heat around him less than usual.
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.)
Kelipso and Gordon, who are doing their daily patrols, notice this and rush in to help. Gordon snarls, his hackles raising as he bares his teeth at the goblins. Kelipso rushes over to Rowan and begins to heal him.
Samaritan watches, having a smoke break outside. He nods at them.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Upon pulling him back, he doesn't seem to be conscious, his body leaning forward in some kind of suspended bow, suddenly there is a crunch, as a spectral spear seems to pierce through his back, and the goblins drop dead without explanation.
He nods back, in a bit of awe from the large demon, and showing it in his eyes.
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.)
Kelipso curses in infernal and tries to revive him. Gordon looks confused, his ears lowering.
"What're you staring at?" He grumbles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The spear vanishes as he returns to life, his eyes opening as he looks around, wondering what happened.
He signs back "You." With a friendly smile.
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.)
*Good morning, everyone!*
Omori is sitting at a table outside the Inn, deep in thought.
Kiko is also at the Inn, looking over some of her older drawings.
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)
Kelipso sighs in relief "Thank goodness I got here in time."
"Why?" He narrows his eyes.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The Herald appears behind Kiko, his black robe straps floating around him. His masked face looks over her shoulder at the drawings.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Rowan looks confused, looking at his blood covered body and hands "Wait, what do you mean? What happened?"
"Because you're a massive demon." His smile doesn't fade.
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.)