A ship of sorts, it looks like a hammerhead brig by the looks of it, lands softly on the earthen soil. Steams hisses from the back as the landing legs hook to the ground, keeping the ship steady. It glints silver and blue in the afternoon sunlight. The hatch below it opens as a strange creature steps out. It looks like a Humanoid but very very different. It is tall, about 6'6, with pale grey skin that is complimented by white edges and light blue lines. It's arms are twice the length of its body and have three fingers on the end of each, with webbing between them. It's hair, long and silver, is tied back in a bun. It's eyes are large and wide, a night blue color with a slit pupil. It's finned ears flick about, as if sensing something. It steps outside and smiles with an unnaturally large mouth. Five more step out as well, each a different color. Red, orange, yellow, green, and purple. Alongside them is an armies worth of tiny, can-shaped robots with a single eye. The blue one mutters something in its natural language to the robots and suddenly they are off. Trees begin to fall, boulders are chipped down, the land begins to become flat as the sides of a coin. Slowly, a factory of sorts is built up while a mineshaft is built downwards. The red creature, a snarl on its face, and the green one, wearing similarly colored goggles, take a good number of the robots down the shaft while the rest make their way into the factory, smog already filling the sky.
Rory looks up at the sky a bit, "Hm. Didn't expect it to be cloudy."
Zenix watches the factory be built, considering heading iver to check it out
Jack, who was nearby the factory already, takes off his scarf, wrapping g it around the elf girl on his back, "Breath through that for now."
The blue one turns to Jack, smiling a dazzling smile. "Hello there dear. Don't mind us. We had to set up shop someplace new and this place is full of rich metal deposits." He bows "My name is Cyan, truly a pleasure.'
"Is there a way to deal with smog?" He asks, the girl coughing a little, "I can handle it, but there are creatures with weaker lungs here."
"Unfortunately not. This is the minimum we can produce without our inner engines exploding." It laughs.
A ship of sorts, it looks like a hammerhead brig by the looks of it, lands softly on the earthen soil. Steams hisses from the back as the landing legs hook to the ground, keeping the ship steady. It glints silver and blue in the afternoon sunlight. The hatch below it opens as a strange creature steps out. It looks like a Humanoid but very very different. It is tall, about 6'6, with pale grey skin that is complimented by white edges and light blue lines. It's arms are twice the length of its body and have three fingers on the end of each, with webbing between them. It's hair, long and silver, is tied back in a bun. It's eyes are large and wide, a night blue color with a slit pupil. It's finned ears flick about, as if sensing something. It steps outside and smiles with an unnaturally large mouth. Five more step out as well, each a different color. Red, orange, yellow, green, and purple. Alongside them is an armies worth of tiny, can-shaped robots with a single eye. The blue one mutters something in its natural language to the robots and suddenly they are off. Trees begin to fall, boulders are chipped down, the land begins to become flat as the sides of a coin. Slowly, a factory of sorts is built up while a mineshaft is built downwards. The red creature, a snarl on its face, and the green one, wearing similarly colored goggles, take a good number of the robots down the shaft while the rest make their way into the factory, smog already filling the sky.
Nainai walks cautiously toward the area, her tap shoes equipped. “I knew it,” she mutters.
The blue one looks over and gives a dazzling smile "Hello dear. Don't mind us. We simply need a new place to set up shop." He bows "My name is Cyan."
“SO I WAS RIGHT! THERE ARE EXTRAPLANAR FORCES ATTEMPTING TO CONQUER THE WORLD BY TAKING OVER THE GOVERNMENT!” Nai casts invisibility and hides behind a tree.
A ship of sorts, it looks like a hammerhead brig by the looks of it, lands softly on the earthen soil. Steams hisses from the back as the landing legs hook to the ground, keeping the ship steady. It glints silver and blue in the afternoon sunlight. The hatch below it opens as a strange creature steps out. It looks like a Humanoid but very very different. It is tall, about 6'6, with pale grey skin that is complimented by white edges and light blue lines. It's arms are twice the length of its body and have three fingers on the end of each, with webbing between them. It's hair, long and silver, is tied back in a bun. It's eyes are large and wide, a night blue color with a slit pupil. It's finned ears flick about, as if sensing something. It steps outside and smiles with an unnaturally large mouth. Five more step out as well, each a different color. Red, orange, yellow, green, and purple. Alongside them is an armies worth of tiny, can-shaped robots with a single eye. The blue one mutters something in its natural language to the robots and suddenly they are off. Trees begin to fall, boulders are chipped down, the land begins to become flat as the sides of a coin. Slowly, a factory of sorts is built up while a mineshaft is built downwards. The red creature, a snarl on its face, and the green one, wearing similarly colored goggles, take a good number of the robots down the shaft while the rest make their way into the factory, smog already filling the sky.
Nainai walks cautiously toward the area, her tap shoes equipped. “I knew it,” she mutters.
The blue one looks over and gives a dazzling smile "Hello dear. Don't mind us. We simply need a new place to set up shop." He bows "My name is Cyan."
“SO I WAS RIGHT! THERE ARE EXTRAPLANAR FORCES ATTEMPTING TO CONQUER THE WORLD BY TAKING OVER THE GOVERNMENT!” Nai casts invisibility and hides behind a tree.
It blinks, raising an eyebrow
After a few seconds, Nai’s voice returns. “…Can I interview you? I have to get these reports in soon or I get fired…”
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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.
A ship of sorts, it looks like a hammerhead brig by the looks of it, lands softly on the earthen soil. Steams hisses from the back as the landing legs hook to the ground, keeping the ship steady. It glints silver and blue in the afternoon sunlight. The hatch below it opens as a strange creature steps out. It looks like a Humanoid but very very different. It is tall, about 6'6, with pale grey skin that is complimented by white edges and light blue lines. It's arms are twice the length of its body and have three fingers on the end of each, with webbing between them. It's hair, long and silver, is tied back in a bun. It's eyes are large and wide, a night blue color with a slit pupil. It's finned ears flick about, as if sensing something. It steps outside and smiles with an unnaturally large mouth. Five more step out as well, each a different color. Red, orange, yellow, green, and purple. Alongside them is an armies worth of tiny, can-shaped robots with a single eye. The blue one mutters something in its natural language to the robots and suddenly they are off. Trees begin to fall, boulders are chipped down, the land begins to become flat as the sides of a coin. Slowly, a factory of sorts is built up while a mineshaft is built downwards. The red creature, a snarl on its face, and the green one, wearing similarly colored goggles, take a good number of the robots down the shaft while the rest make their way into the factory, smog already filling the sky.
Rory looks up at the sky a bit, "Hm. Didn't expect it to be cloudy."
Zenix watches the factory be built, considering heading iver to check it out
Jack, who was nearby the factory already, takes off his scarf, wrapping g it around the elf girl on his back, "Breath through that for now."
The blue one turns to Jack, smiling a dazzling smile. "Hello there dear. Don't mind us. We had to set up shop someplace new and this place is full of rich metal deposits." He bows "My name is Cyan, truly a pleasure.'
"Is there a way to deal with smog?" He asks, the girl coughing a little, "I can handle it, but there are creatures with weaker lungs here."
"Unfortunately not. This is the minimum we can produce without our inner engines exploding." It laughs.
He sighs a bit, but nods, "Got any rebreathers or something in there then?"
Sashimi is very thinly cut raw fish, fugu is pufferfish prepared for consumption, and hirezake is pufferfish fin roasted and put into sake, a type of rice wine.
It's intense. The fishy, meaty flavor is powerful, as is the alcohol itself.
Raphael closes their eyes, centering themselves.
"Blah, ah" They say, before continuing. "Weird speaking after having some of that stuff. Thank you for sharing this all with me."
"You're welcome. It's not the best I've had, but these are a once-in-a-decade delicacy. So, how have you been?"
Sashimi is very thinly cut raw fish, fugu is pufferfish prepared for consumption, and hirezake is pufferfish fin roasted and put into sake, a type of rice wine.
It's intense. The fishy, meaty flavor is powerful, as is the alcohol itself.
Raphael closes their eyes, centering themselves.
"Blah, ah" They say, before continuing. "Weird speaking after having some of that stuff. Thank you for sharing this all with me."
"You're welcome. It's not the best I've had, but these are a once-in-a-decade delicacy. So, how have you been?"
They ponder on this before respond: "Okay, being dead for a bit throws your plans out of wack, but I feel like I got everything together. The Heliosites have been doing well while I have been gone which is good."
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"You're welcome. It's not the best I've had, but these are a once-in-a-decade delicacy. So, how have you been?"
They ponder on this before respond: "Okay, being dead for a bit throws your plans out of wack, but I feel like I got everything together. The Heliosites have been doing well while I have been gone which is good."
"Interesting. Okay isn't great, however. Anything I can do to resolve this issue?" He eats a piece of sashimi, then opens a briefcase laying beside him. Inside is a black void, in which he roots around for something.
"You're welcome. It's not the best I've had, but these are a once-in-a-decade delicacy. So, how have you been?"
They ponder on this before respond: "Okay, being dead for a bit throws your plans out of wack, but I feel like I got everything together. The Heliosites have been doing well while I have been gone which is good."
"Interesting. Okay isn't great, however. Anything I can do to resolve this issue?" He eats a piece of sashimi, then opens a briefcase laying beside him. Inside is a black void, in which he roots around for something.
"Mmm... not much. Thanks for being there for me, friend. Anything I might do for you?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"You're welcome. It's not the best I've had, but these are a once-in-a-decade delicacy. So, how have you been?"
They ponder on this before respond: "Okay, being dead for a bit throws your plans out of wack, but I feel like I got everything together. The Heliosites have been doing well while I have been gone which is good."
"Interesting. Okay isn't great, however. Anything I can do to resolve this issue?" He eats a piece of sashimi, then opens a briefcase laying beside him. Inside is a black void, in which he roots around for something.
"Mmm... not much. Thanks for being there for me, friend. Anything I might do for you?"
*This tavern seems to load much, much faster than the others for me and I have no idea why*
"Not that I can think of..." He pulls something out of the bag: a live, 3-meter-long grasshopper with a large bubble of dark liquid on its back. He delicately removes the bubble and sets it down on a rock before shoving the squirming insect back through the portal. He then pulls out a tap (like what you would use on a keg) and some tape.
He stabs the tap into the bubble and tapes it so none of the umami-smelling liquid comes out. "We need to try the puffer whale with this."
"Unfortunately not. This is the minimum we can produce without our inner engines exploding." It laughs.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
It blinks, raising an eyebrow
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*
Theren is sleeping in a tree.
Phoenix is cleaning his weapons
Hearthstone is making rocks float
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*additional characters for rn*
Anastasius is reading on the floor of his room now
Prayer is buying trinkets in the market
Zenix is sat in a roof, talking to the Raven Queen about what's been happening
After a few seconds, Nai’s voice returns. “…Can I interview you? I have to get these reports in soon or I get fired…”
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 sighs a bit, but nods, "Got any rebreathers or something in there then?"
(hello)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*[sigh]* *and now I'm alone again T-T*
*Don’t worry, I’m still 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.
*salutations*
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!*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Ello*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*How are you, Jobah?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They ponder on this before respond: "Okay, being dead for a bit throws your plans out of wack, but I feel like I got everything together. The Heliosites have been doing well while I have been gone which is good."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Interesting. Okay isn't great, however. Anything I can do to resolve this issue?" He eats a piece of sashimi, then opens a briefcase laying beside him. Inside is a black void, in which he roots around for something.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Mmm... not much. Thanks for being there for me, friend. Anything I might do for you?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*This tavern seems to load much, much faster than the others for me and I have no idea why*
"Not that I can think of..." He pulls something out of the bag: a live, 3-meter-long grasshopper with a large bubble of dark liquid on its back. He delicately removes the bubble and sets it down on a rock before shoving the squirming insect back through the portal. He then pulls out a tap (like what you would use on a keg) and some tape.
He stabs the tap into the bubble and tapes it so none of the umami-smelling liquid comes out. "We need to try the puffer whale with this."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Kenfkrnrjnr just woke up*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(how was your nap)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin