*wooooo, got called a naughty word at work, so now I'm upset*
*welp, might aswell use dnd as a coping mechanism :D
Sebastian is being mugged in an alley.
Ragnerious coincidentally walks back, stopping at the Alley and walking inside, looking down at the muggers, his massive frame making it a bit difficult.
The small human looks up at the towering figure with a squeak, the muggers looking back at him for a moment, "What you staring at big guy."
"I'm staring at a problem, and I feel like solving it. Will that be a problem with you?" He crosses his arms, his axe glowing. Intim:35
A couple of the thugs seem to back up, but the main one scoffs, "I'm just handling a debt."
"Good to know, do you know a good doctor by any chance?" He lowers his arms.
"Doctors? What, someone get the better of you?" He tilts his head, "Pretty sure you can find a clinic."
"That's great, because I didn't want to leave you without a doctor." He throws a punch for his nose, aiming to break it. To hit:26 Damage - 16
He smashes his fist into the thugs face, practically slamming him into the wall and knocking him unconcious
He then picks up his unconscious body and slings them over his shoulder "Does anyone else feel confident?"
While a few feel tempted, the group shakes their heads
“Good, I’m going to take smart guy here to a doctor. Now give the man his things back.”
"Didn't take anything." They say, "Kid doesn't even have anything good"
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*It rained and I have to mow the lawn and I don't want to because it's a push mower from a while back.*
(oh that sucks)
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*He's a Great One food critic. Basically his species are hedonists with an entire additional spatial dimension and several billion years of eldritch magitech evolution on us. They love mortals because they are naturally creative and come up with all sorts of crazy ideas, but the Great Ones are afraid of causing mass panic (again), so they send Sytosc to gather information on any location they are interested in, usually restaurants.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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*gtg*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Didn't take anything." They say, "Kid doesn't even have anything good"
*I need to make characters, but brain is slow*
*I am so tired dear god..*
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
*go back to sleep :0*
*I say.... hypocritically*
*what's up everybody*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Me. Despite the fact I shouldn't be. Cause sleep deprivation is cool 😎 *
*And also my body craved water every 47 minutes*
*that's an oddly specific number. Have you ever been to Pomona College? 47 is quite relevant to its history*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(Just slept for 12 hours -v-)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*I don't wanna mow the lawn... :(*
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
*you could stop watering it. or is this ic?*
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
(you have a lawn?)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*It rained and I have to mow the lawn and I don't want to because it's a push mower from a while back.*
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
(oh that sucks)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"Fine, but if I see any of you around town again trying to mug anyone else. You'll get what he got."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*AGHHH HAHAHAHA!!!*
*characters*
Theren is unpacking his bags from a long trip in his room.
Leo is back in town and is tweaking Festus a bit.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hey guys! I'm bringing back Sytosc!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(who?)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*these are still open btw guys*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*He's a Great One food critic. Basically his species are hedonists with an entire additional spatial dimension and several billion years of eldritch magitech evolution on us. They love mortals because they are naturally creative and come up with all sorts of crazy ideas, but the Great Ones are afraid of causing mass panic (again), so they send Sytosc to gather information on any location they are interested in, usually restaurants.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels