Argent sits cross-legged next to the imp, just watching him curiously
She sighs, looking around for a bit before pulling her shirt up slightly, showing that a chunk has been taken out of her side. No bleeding, but not good
They keep glancing at him, eyes narrowed. "Stop staring." He hissed.
He immediately looks in awe. "Gnarly!" He says before coughing, correcting himself "Quite sorry, that looks painful.. yeah, it should work very well for you. Just make sure to apply it often, at least twice a day." He thinks, tapping his fingers against the table. "It's free. You look like you need it."
"Alright." They say, not stopping
"Ah don't worry, I got a decent paint killer method" she grins, "Thougj I did lose a kidney that I hope will grow back soon."
They begin to rock their tail back and forth again, agitated.
"That's awesome! What are you using for regrowth?" He asked, tilting his head, beaming.
Argent just hums softly
"A deer" she gestures outside slightly
Lockett grumbles and runs his hand through his stark red hair.
He chuckles "Did you decide to keep it alive afterwards or make it a new one? Or did you kill it?" He asks and walks over to the desk.
*Mn.... I don't know what to do. I wanna play a chef, like a real chef, but I don't have any characters that fall into that category. The Harvest Hunters are all just suppliers while Sytosc pretty much just cooks to satisfy himself.*
Argent sits cross-legged next to the imp, just watching him curiously
She sighs, looking around for a bit before pulling her shirt up slightly, showing that a chunk has been taken out of her side. No bleeding, but not good
They keep glancing at him, eyes narrowed. "Stop staring." He hissed.
He immediately looks in awe. "Gnarly!" He says before coughing, correcting himself "Quite sorry, that looks painful.. yeah, it should work very well for you. Just make sure to apply it often, at least twice a day." He thinks, tapping his fingers against the table. "It's free. You look like you need it."
"Alright." They say, not stopping
"Ah don't worry, I got a decent paint killer method" she grins, "Thougj I did lose a kidney that I hope will grow back soon."
They begin to rock their tail back and forth again, agitated.
"That's awesome! What are you using for regrowth?" He asked, tilting his head, beaming.
Argent just hums softly
"A deer" she gestures outside slightly
Lockett grumbles and runs his hand through his stark red hair.
He chuckles "Did you decide to keep it alive afterwards or make it a new one? Or did you kill it?" He asks and walks over to the desk.
"Do you have a name?" Argent asks after a moment
"Nah, it's been healing me a bit. Hard to control though."
*Mn.... I don't know what to do. I wanna play a chef, like a real chef, but I don't have any characters that fall into that category. The Harvest Hunters are all just suppliers while Sytosc pretty much just cooks to satisfy himself.*
*I may bring in Head Chef Barbeau from the Gut.*
*Do whatever you want man! You are allowed to do what you want :)*
Argent sits cross-legged next to the imp, just watching him curiously
She sighs, looking around for a bit before pulling her shirt up slightly, showing that a chunk has been taken out of her side. No bleeding, but not good
They keep glancing at him, eyes narrowed. "Stop staring." He hissed.
He immediately looks in awe. "Gnarly!" He says before coughing, correcting himself "Quite sorry, that looks painful.. yeah, it should work very well for you. Just make sure to apply it often, at least twice a day." He thinks, tapping his fingers against the table. "It's free. You look like you need it."
"Alright." They say, not stopping
"Ah don't worry, I got a decent paint killer method" she grins, "Thougj I did lose a kidney that I hope will grow back soon."
They begin to rock their tail back and forth again, agitated.
"That's awesome! What are you using for regrowth?" He asked, tilting his head, beaming.
Argent just hums softly
"A deer" she gestures outside slightly
Lockett grumbles and runs his hand through his stark red hair.
He chuckles "Did you decide to keep it alive afterwards or make it a new one? Or did you kill it?" He asks and walks over to the desk.
"Do you have a name?" Argent asks after a moment
"Nah, it's been healing me a bit. Hard to control though."
"I do have a name, thank you very much. It's Lockett." He huffed "What about you?"
"Yeah, I totally get that." He said and took off his beanie, setting it on the table "But if you need it, it's yours." He grinned, his nose piercing glinting in the lamplight. It gives his already dead skin have a greenish look.
Argent sits cross-legged next to the imp, just watching him curiously
She sighs, looking around for a bit before pulling her shirt up slightly, showing that a chunk has been taken out of her side. No bleeding, but not good
They keep glancing at him, eyes narrowed. "Stop staring." He hissed.
He immediately looks in awe. "Gnarly!" He says before coughing, correcting himself "Quite sorry, that looks painful.. yeah, it should work very well for you. Just make sure to apply it often, at least twice a day." He thinks, tapping his fingers against the table. "It's free. You look like you need it."
"Alright." They say, not stopping
"Ah don't worry, I got a decent paint killer method" she grins, "Thougj I did lose a kidney that I hope will grow back soon."
They begin to rock their tail back and forth again, agitated.
"That's awesome! What are you using for regrowth?" He asked, tilting his head, beaming.
Argent just hums softly
"A deer" she gestures outside slightly
Lockett grumbles and runs his hand through his stark red hair.
He chuckles "Did you decide to keep it alive afterwards or make it a new one? Or did you kill it?" He asks and walks over to the desk.
"Do you have a name?" Argent asks after a moment
"Nah, it's been healing me a bit. Hard to control though."
"I do have a name, thank you very much. It's Lockett." He huffed "What about you?"
"Yeah, I totally get that." He said and took off his beanie, setting it on the table "But if you need it, it's yours." He grinned, his nose piercing glinting in the lamplight. It gives his already dead skin have a greenish look.
"People have been calling me Argent for a while, so I tend to go by that."
"Thanks. I've never met an undead as giving" she laughs
Argent sits cross-legged next to the imp, just watching him curiously
She sighs, looking around for a bit before pulling her shirt up slightly, showing that a chunk has been taken out of her side. No bleeding, but not good
They keep glancing at him, eyes narrowed. "Stop staring." He hissed.
He immediately looks in awe. "Gnarly!" He says before coughing, correcting himself "Quite sorry, that looks painful.. yeah, it should work very well for you. Just make sure to apply it often, at least twice a day." He thinks, tapping his fingers against the table. "It's free. You look like you need it."
"Alright." They say, not stopping
"Ah don't worry, I got a decent paint killer method" she grins, "Thougj I did lose a kidney that I hope will grow back soon."
They begin to rock their tail back and forth again, agitated.
"That's awesome! What are you using for regrowth?" He asked, tilting his head, beaming.
Argent just hums softly
"A deer" she gestures outside slightly
Lockett grumbles and runs his hand through his stark red hair.
He chuckles "Did you decide to keep it alive afterwards or make it a new one? Or did you kill it?" He asks and walks over to the desk.
"Do you have a name?" Argent asks after a moment
"Nah, it's been healing me a bit. Hard to control though."
"I do have a name, thank you very much. It's Lockett." He huffed "What about you?"
"Yeah, I totally get that." He said and took off his beanie, setting it on the table "But if you need it, it's yours." He grinned, his nose piercing glinting in the lamplight. It gives his already dead skin have a greenish look.
"People have been calling me Argent for a while, so I tend to go by that."
"Thanks. I've never met an undead as giving" she laughs
"People have called you that, what is your real name?" He asked, leaning over, propping himself up on one elbow.
"Heh, I try.. I suffered, I don't want others to suffer like I did." He said and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his cargo joggers.
Argent sits cross-legged next to the imp, just watching him curiously
She sighs, looking around for a bit before pulling her shirt up slightly, showing that a chunk has been taken out of her side. No bleeding, but not good
They keep glancing at him, eyes narrowed. "Stop staring." He hissed.
He immediately looks in awe. "Gnarly!" He says before coughing, correcting himself "Quite sorry, that looks painful.. yeah, it should work very well for you. Just make sure to apply it often, at least twice a day." He thinks, tapping his fingers against the table. "It's free. You look like you need it."
"Alright." They say, not stopping
"Ah don't worry, I got a decent paint killer method" she grins, "Thougj I did lose a kidney that I hope will grow back soon."
They begin to rock their tail back and forth again, agitated.
"That's awesome! What are you using for regrowth?" He asked, tilting his head, beaming.
Argent just hums softly
"A deer" she gestures outside slightly
Lockett grumbles and runs his hand through his stark red hair.
He chuckles "Did you decide to keep it alive afterwards or make it a new one? Or did you kill it?" He asks and walks over to the desk.
"Do you have a name?" Argent asks after a moment
"Nah, it's been healing me a bit. Hard to control though."
"I do have a name, thank you very much. It's Lockett." He huffed "What about you?"
"Yeah, I totally get that." He said and took off his beanie, setting it on the table "But if you need it, it's yours." He grinned, his nose piercing glinting in the lamplight. It gives his already dead skin have a greenish look.
"People have been calling me Argent for a while, so I tend to go by that."
"Thanks. I've never met an undead as giving" she laughs
"People have called you that, what is your real name?" He asked, leaning over, propping himself up on one elbow.
"Heh, I try.. I suffered, I don't want others to suffer like I did." He said and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his cargo joggers.
They pause, seeming to think, "I don't remember. Nobodies asked me that before..."
"Well if I see ya around the tavern I'll buy you a drink" she grins
Argent sits cross-legged next to the imp, just watching him curiously
She sighs, looking around for a bit before pulling her shirt up slightly, showing that a chunk has been taken out of her side. No bleeding, but not good
They keep glancing at him, eyes narrowed. "Stop staring." He hissed.
He immediately looks in awe. "Gnarly!" He says before coughing, correcting himself "Quite sorry, that looks painful.. yeah, it should work very well for you. Just make sure to apply it often, at least twice a day." He thinks, tapping his fingers against the table. "It's free. You look like you need it."
"Alright." They say, not stopping
"Ah don't worry, I got a decent paint killer method" she grins, "Thougj I did lose a kidney that I hope will grow back soon."
They begin to rock their tail back and forth again, agitated.
"That's awesome! What are you using for regrowth?" He asked, tilting his head, beaming.
Argent just hums softly
"A deer" she gestures outside slightly
Lockett grumbles and runs his hand through his stark red hair.
He chuckles "Did you decide to keep it alive afterwards or make it a new one? Or did you kill it?" He asks and walks over to the desk.
"Do you have a name?" Argent asks after a moment
"Nah, it's been healing me a bit. Hard to control though."
"I do have a name, thank you very much. It's Lockett." He huffed "What about you?"
"Yeah, I totally get that." He said and took off his beanie, setting it on the table "But if you need it, it's yours." He grinned, his nose piercing glinting in the lamplight. It gives his already dead skin have a greenish look.
"People have been calling me Argent for a while, so I tend to go by that."
"Thanks. I've never met an undead as giving" she laughs
"People have called you that, what is your real name?" He asked, leaning over, propping himself up on one elbow.
"Heh, I try.. I suffered, I don't want others to suffer like I did." He said and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his cargo joggers.
They pause, seeming to think, "I don't remember. Nobodies asked me that before..."
"Well if I see ya around the tavern I'll buy you a drink" she grins
"What do you think it was?" He asked, tone clipped.
He chuckles, grinning. "We'll see about that, maybe I'll buy one for you instead." He said and picked up his cat, scratching her chin.
Argent sits cross-legged next to the imp, just watching him curiously
She sighs, looking around for a bit before pulling her shirt up slightly, showing that a chunk has been taken out of her side. No bleeding, but not good
They keep glancing at him, eyes narrowed. "Stop staring." He hissed.
He immediately looks in awe. "Gnarly!" He says before coughing, correcting himself "Quite sorry, that looks painful.. yeah, it should work very well for you. Just make sure to apply it often, at least twice a day." He thinks, tapping his fingers against the table. "It's free. You look like you need it."
"Alright." They say, not stopping
"Ah don't worry, I got a decent paint killer method" she grins, "Thougj I did lose a kidney that I hope will grow back soon."
They begin to rock their tail back and forth again, agitated.
"That's awesome! What are you using for regrowth?" He asked, tilting his head, beaming.
Argent just hums softly
"A deer" she gestures outside slightly
Lockett grumbles and runs his hand through his stark red hair.
He chuckles "Did you decide to keep it alive afterwards or make it a new one? Or did you kill it?" He asks and walks over to the desk.
"Do you have a name?" Argent asks after a moment
"Nah, it's been healing me a bit. Hard to control though."
"I do have a name, thank you very much. It's Lockett." He huffed "What about you?"
"Yeah, I totally get that." He said and took off his beanie, setting it on the table "But if you need it, it's yours." He grinned, his nose piercing glinting in the lamplight. It gives his already dead skin have a greenish look.
"People have been calling me Argent for a while, so I tend to go by that."
"Thanks. I've never met an undead as giving" she laughs
"People have called you that, what is your real name?" He asked, leaning over, propping himself up on one elbow.
"Heh, I try.. I suffered, I don't want others to suffer like I did." He said and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his cargo joggers.
They pause, seeming to think, "I don't remember. Nobodies asked me that before..."
"Well if I see ya around the tavern I'll buy you a drink" she grins
"What do you think it was?" He asked, tone clipped.
He chuckles, grinning. "We'll see about that, maybe I'll buy one for you instead." He said and picked up his cat, scratching her chin.
"Hm.... ever since I was little I was raised to be a... doctor. My parents weren't around much, so I was basically raised in school." They sigh, "Nobody called me anything meaningful."
"Heh, works for me." She gives a wave before walking out
Ede is in his apothecary, humming to himself as he sorts medicinal salves. He is dressed in a large black hoodie which has the decal plastered on the front 'Ghouls Just Wanna Have Fun', a pair of baggy cargo joggers, his sneakers, and his signature black beanie. His cat sits on his shoulder, curled around his neck, purring happily.
Lockett is sitting in the library, on the ceiling. He is wrapped in about three different blankets while sipping tea. He seems grumpy but also very very cozy.
Jack is in his room, grading papers for the college. He looks very very tired. He is grumbling about one student who made a very simply mistake.
*greetings. have any of you heard of the two dozen or so severed human feet discovered on the coasts of the Salish Sea?*
Thirteen is standing on the edge of the forest. His front is covered in chalk and a bit of odd greenish-yellow fluid. He seems to be waiting.
Nainai is wandering around town, looking for someplace to mail her latest findings.
Larry are practicing aikido. They seem not as acclimatized to their new body as would befit their training.
Ede is in his apothecary, humming to himself as he sorts medicinal salves. He is dressed in a large black hoodie which has the decal plastered on the front 'Ghouls Just Wanna Have Fun', a pair of baggy cargo joggers, his sneakers, and his signature black beanie. His cat sits on his shoulder, curled around his neck, purring happily.
Lockett is sitting in the library, on the ceiling. He is wrapped in about three different blankets while sipping tea. He seems grumpy but also very very cozy.
Jack is in his room, grading papers for the college. He looks very very tired. He is grumbling about one student who made a very simply mistake.
*greetings. have any of you heard of the two dozen or so severed human feet discovered on the coasts of the Salish Sea?*
Thirteen is standing on the edge of the forest. His front is covered in chalk and a bit of odd greenish-yellow fluid. He seems to be waiting.
Nainai is wandering around town, looking for someplace to mail her latest findings.
Larry are practicing aikido. They seem not as acclimatized to their new body as would befit their training.
Ede is in his apothecary, humming to himself as he sorts medicinal salves. He is dressed in a large black hoodie which has the decal plastered on the front 'Ghouls Just Wanna Have Fun', a pair of baggy cargo joggers, his sneakers, and his signature black beanie. His cat sits on his shoulder, curled around his neck, purring happily.
Lockett is sitting in the library, on the ceiling. He is wrapped in about three different blankets while sipping tea. He seems grumpy but also very very cozy.
Nai walks by the apothecary, seeming frazzled.
Larry are visible from the window of the library.
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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.
*greetings. have any of you heard of the two dozen or so severed human feet discovered on the coasts of the Salish Sea?*
Thirteen is standing on the edge of the forest. His front is covered in chalk and a bit of odd greenish-yellow fluid. He seems to be waiting.
Nainai is wandering around town, looking for someplace to mail her latest findings.
Larry are practicing aikido. They seem not as acclimatized to their new body as would befit their training.
Ede is in his apothecary, humming to himself as he sorts medicinal salves. He is dressed in a large black hoodie which has the decal plastered on the front 'Ghouls Just Wanna Have Fun', a pair of baggy cargo joggers, his sneakers, and his signature black beanie. His cat sits on his shoulder, curled around his neck, purring happily.
Lockett is sitting in the library, on the ceiling. He is wrapped in about three different blankets while sipping tea. He seems grumpy but also very very cozy.
*greetings. have any of you heard of the two dozen or so severed human feet discovered on the coasts of the Salish Sea?*
Thirteen is standing on the edge of the forest. His front is covered in chalk and a bit of odd greenish-yellow fluid. He seems to be waiting.
Nainai is wandering around town, looking for someplace to mail her latest findings.
Larry are practicing aikido. They seem not as acclimatized to their new body as would befit their training.
Ede is in his apothecary, humming to himself as he sorts medicinal salves. He is dressed in a large black hoodie which has the decal plastered on the front 'Ghouls Just Wanna Have Fun', a pair of baggy cargo joggers, his sneakers, and his signature black beanie. His cat sits on his shoulder, curled around his neck, purring happily.
Lockett is sitting in the library, on the ceiling. He is wrapped in about three different blankets while sipping tea. He seems grumpy but also very very cozy.
Nai walks by the apothecary, seeming frazzled.
Larry are visible from the window of the library.
Ede looks outside and waves kindly, smiling.
Lockett hisses.
She enters the establishment. “Excuse me, but do you know where I might find a post office?”
A purple haze appears around Larry. They begin sprinting back into the inn.
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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.
*greetings. have any of you heard of the two dozen or so severed human feet discovered on the coasts of the Salish Sea?*
Thirteen is standing on the edge of the forest. His front is covered in chalk and a bit of odd greenish-yellow fluid. He seems to be waiting.
Nainai is wandering around town, looking for someplace to mail her latest findings.
Larry are practicing aikido. They seem not as acclimatized to their new body as would befit their training.
Ede is in his apothecary, humming to himself as he sorts medicinal salves. He is dressed in a large black hoodie which has the decal plastered on the front 'Ghouls Just Wanna Have Fun', a pair of baggy cargo joggers, his sneakers, and his signature black beanie. His cat sits on his shoulder, curled around his neck, purring happily.
Lockett is sitting in the library, on the ceiling. He is wrapped in about three different blankets while sipping tea. He seems grumpy but also very very cozy.
Nai walks by the apothecary, seeming frazzled.
Larry are visible from the window of the library.
Ede looks outside and waves kindly, smiling.
Lockett hisses.
She enters the establishment. “Excuse me, but do you know where I might find a post office?”
A purple haze appears around Larry. They begin sprinting back into the inn.
He tilts his head and stubs out his blunt, shaking his head. "Not really, sorry." He chuckles.
Lockett raises a brow, watching them.
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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
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Lockett grumbles and runs his hand through his stark red hair.
He chuckles "Did you decide to keep it alive afterwards or make it a new one? Or did you kill it?" He asks and walks over to the desk.
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
*Mn.... I don't know what to do. I wanna play a chef, like a real chef, but I don't have any characters that fall into that category. The Harvest Hunters are all just suppliers while Sytosc pretty much just cooks to satisfy himself.*
*I may bring in Head Chef Barbeau from the Gut.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Do you have a name?" Argent asks after a moment
"Nah, it's been healing me a bit. Hard to control though."
*Do whatever you want man! You are allowed to do what you want :)*
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
"I do have a name, thank you very much. It's Lockett." He huffed "What about you?"
"Yeah, I totally get that." He said and took off his beanie, setting it on the table "But if you need it, it's yours." He grinned, his nose piercing glinting in the lamplight. It gives his already dead skin have a greenish look.
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
"People have been calling me Argent for a while, so I tend to go by that."
"Thanks. I've never met an undead as giving" she laughs
"People have called you that, what is your real name?" He asked, leaning over, propping himself up on one elbow.
"Heh, I try.. I suffered, I don't want others to suffer like I did." He said and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his cargo joggers.
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
They pause, seeming to think, "I don't remember. Nobodies asked me that before..."
"Well if I see ya around the tavern I'll buy you a drink" she grins
"What do you think it was?" He asked, tone clipped.
He chuckles, grinning. "We'll see about that, maybe I'll buy one for you instead." He said and picked up his cat, scratching her chin.
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
*Nobody online 🥺*
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
"Hm.... ever since I was little I was raised to be a... doctor. My parents weren't around much, so I was basically raised in school." They sigh, "Nobody called me anything meaningful."
"Heh, works for me." She gives a wave before walking out
*MORNING EVERYONE :D*
*(gives you a hug)*
*Here are characters:*
Ede is in his apothecary, humming to himself as he sorts medicinal salves. He is dressed in a large black hoodie which has the decal plastered on the front 'Ghouls Just Wanna Have Fun', a pair of baggy cargo joggers, his sneakers, and his signature black beanie. His cat sits on his shoulder, curled around his neck, purring happily.
Lockett is sitting in the library, on the ceiling. He is wrapped in about three different blankets while sipping tea. He seems grumpy but also very very cozy.
Jack is in his room, grading papers for the college. He looks very very tired. He is grumbling about one student who made a very simply mistake.
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
*haberdasheries. I will intro here. Eventually. Probably. Maybe.*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, firstborn child and liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer (Drummer), the Endless Maws (Isis), the Mad Murderer (PJ), more on my extended sig
*yee*
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
*greetings. have any of you heard of the two dozen or so severed human feet discovered on the coasts of the Salish Sea?*
Thirteen is standing on the edge of the forest. His front is covered in chalk and a bit of odd greenish-yellow fluid. He seems to be waiting.
Nainai is wandering around town, looking for someplace to mail her latest findings.
Larry are practicing aikido. They seem not as acclimatized to their new body as would befit their training.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Ede is in his apothecary, humming to himself as he sorts medicinal salves. He is dressed in a large black hoodie which has the decal plastered on the front 'Ghouls Just Wanna Have Fun', a pair of baggy cargo joggers, his sneakers, and his signature black beanie. His cat sits on his shoulder, curled around his neck, purring happily.
Lockett is sitting in the library, on the ceiling. He is wrapped in about three different blankets while sipping tea. He seems grumpy but also very very cozy.
Jack is in his room, grading papers for the college. He looks very very tired. He is grumbling about one student who made a very simply mistake.
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
Nai walks by the apothecary, seeming frazzled.
Larry are visible from the window of the library.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Ede looks outside and waves kindly, smiling.
Lockett hisses.
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
She enters the establishment. “Excuse me, but do you know where I might find a post office?”
A purple haze appears around Larry. They begin sprinting back into the inn.
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 tilts his head and stubs out his blunt, shaking his head. "Not really, sorry." He chuckles.
Lockett raises a brow, watching them.
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