Theren is sitting in his garden meditating. He looks at peace as he breaths slowly.
Leo is running on fumes, exhaustion and lack of food getting to him. He still continues to work on festus.
Hearth is enjoying the town, walking around and browsing the shops.
Apollon is standing amongst a bunch of ghoul corpses. Blood and gore is on his clothes and weapon.
-re-intro of old character-
A suit of angelic armor creaks and moves from its statue-like pose from a field, dirt and vines breaking off. Mars has awakened once more.
A figure appears beside Mars, crouching beside him. It looks humanoid but has a head like a small pillar of marble veined with sapphire. Eyes made of cut sapphires appraise Mars before pulling out a gloved hand from under his white cloak and producing a knife shaped like a beautiful blue butterfly. He taps it against Mars chest, tilting their head.
The armor creaks more as he slowly stands, vines wrapping around his limbs and dirt slowly falling off. The eyeholes of his helmet glowing a bright white.
"Ah, there you are. Its time to wake up." It says, laughing lightly.
"Who..are...you...?" Mars asks, his voice rasping.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren is sitting in his garden meditating. He looks at peace as he breaths slowly.
Leo is running on fumes, exhaustion and lack of food getting to him. He still continues to work on festus.
Hearth is enjoying the town, walking around and browsing the shops.
Apollon is standing amongst a bunch of ghoul corpses. Blood and gore is on his clothes and weapon.
-re-intro of old character-
A suit of angelic armor creaks and moves from its statue-like pose from a field, dirt and vines breaking off. Mars has awakened once more.
A figure appears beside Mars, crouching beside him. It looks humanoid but has a head like a small pillar of marble veined with sapphire. Eyes made of cut sapphires appraise Mars before pulling out a gloved hand from under his white cloak and producing a knife shaped like a beautiful blue butterfly. He taps it against Mars chest, tilting their head.
The armor creaks more as he slowly stands, vines wrapping around his limbs and dirt slowly falling off. The eyeholes of his helmet glowing a bright white.
"Ah, there you are. Its time to wake up." It says, laughing lightly.
"Who..are...you...?" Mars asks, his voice rasping.
"My name is Oedius, I am the radiant sentinel of the sapphire palace." He says, bowing his head slightly.
Theren is sitting in his garden meditating. He looks at peace as he breaths slowly.
Leo is running on fumes, exhaustion and lack of food getting to him. He still continues to work on festus.
Hearth is enjoying the town, walking around and browsing the shops.
Apollon is standing amongst a bunch of ghoul corpses. Blood and gore is on his clothes and weapon.
-re-intro of old character-
A suit of angelic armor creaks and moves from its statue-like pose from a field, dirt and vines breaking off. Mars has awakened once more.
A figure appears beside Mars, crouching beside him. It looks humanoid but has a head like a small pillar of marble veined with sapphire. Eyes made of cut sapphires appraise Mars before pulling out a gloved hand from under his white cloak and producing a knife shaped like a beautiful blue butterfly. He taps it against Mars chest, tilting their head.
The armor creaks more as he slowly stands, vines wrapping around his limbs and dirt slowly falling off. The eyeholes of his helmet glowing a bright white.
"Ah, there you are. Its time to wake up." It says, laughing lightly.
"Who..are...you...?" Mars asks, his voice rasping.
"My name is Oedius, I am the radiant sentinel of the sapphire palace." He says, bowing his head slightly.
"Why have I been awakened Oedius...."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren is sitting in his garden meditating. He looks at peace as he breaths slowly.
Leo is running on fumes, exhaustion and lack of food getting to him. He still continues to work on festus.
Hearth is enjoying the town, walking around and browsing the shops.
Apollon is standing amongst a bunch of ghoul corpses. Blood and gore is on his clothes and weapon.
-re-intro of old character-
A suit of angelic armor creaks and moves from its statue-like pose from a field, dirt and vines breaking off. Mars has awakened once more.
A figure appears beside Mars, crouching beside him. It looks humanoid but has a head like a small pillar of marble veined with sapphire. Eyes made of cut sapphires appraise Mars before pulling out a gloved hand from under his white cloak and producing a knife shaped like a beautiful blue butterfly. He taps it against Mars chest, tilting their head.
The armor creaks more as he slowly stands, vines wrapping around his limbs and dirt slowly falling off. The eyeholes of his helmet glowing a bright white.
"Ah, there you are. Its time to wake up." It says, laughing lightly.
"Who..are...you...?" Mars asks, his voice rasping.
"My name is Oedius, I am the radiant sentinel of the sapphire palace." He says, bowing his head slightly.
"Why have I been awakened Oedius...."
"I have not an idea my friend but you are awake for a reason." He says and stands up
"I have not an idea my friend but you are awake for a reason." He says and stands up
The joints on Mars's armor creaks as he stands fully, standing at 8 feet tall. "I have not been awake for a long time Oedius..."
"Believe me, I know all to well." He taps each of his sapphire eyes "Past.. present...future." He says and chuckles "Come, we need to get you cleaned."
"I have not an idea my friend but you are awake for a reason." He says and stands up
The joints on Mars's armor creaks as he stands fully, standing at 8 feet tall. "I have not been awake for a long time Oedius..."
"Believe me, I know all to well." He taps each of his sapphire eyes "Past.. present...future." He says and chuckles "Come, we need to get you cleaned."
Mars nods, following them slowly.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I have not an idea my friend but you are awake for a reason." He says and stands up
The joints on Mars's armor creaks as he stands fully, standing at 8 feet tall. "I have not been awake for a long time Oedius..."
"Believe me, I know all to well." He taps each of his sapphire eyes "Past.. present...future." He says and chuckles "Come, we need to get you cleaned."
Mars nods, following them slowly.
Oedius leads him to a pool of sparkling blue water. He gestures to it and then Mars armor.
"I have not an idea my friend but you are awake for a reason." He says and stands up
The joints on Mars's armor creaks as he stands fully, standing at 8 feet tall. "I have not been awake for a long time Oedius..."
"Believe me, I know all to well." He taps each of his sapphire eyes "Past.. present...future." He says and chuckles "Come, we need to get you cleaned."
Mars nods, following them slowly.
Oedius leads him to a pool of sparkling blue water. He gestures to it and then Mars armor.
"I will not remove this armor. I refuse too."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I have not an idea my friend but you are awake for a reason." He says and stands up
The joints on Mars's armor creaks as he stands fully, standing at 8 feet tall. "I have not been awake for a long time Oedius..."
"Believe me, I know all to well." He taps each of his sapphire eyes "Past.. present...future." He says and chuckles "Come, we need to get you cleaned."
Mars nods, following them slowly.
Oedius leads him to a pool of sparkling blue water. He gestures to it and then Mars armor.
"I will not remove this armor. I refuse too."
"If you do not, it will rust and you will be of no use to them." He gestures to the sky.
"I have not an idea my friend but you are awake for a reason." He says and stands up
The joints on Mars's armor creaks as he stands fully, standing at 8 feet tall. "I have not been awake for a long time Oedius..."
"Believe me, I know all to well." He taps each of his sapphire eyes "Past.. present...future." He says and chuckles "Come, we need to get you cleaned."
Mars nods, following them slowly.
Oedius leads him to a pool of sparkling blue water. He gestures to it and then Mars armor.
"I will not remove this armor. I refuse too."
"If you do not, it will rust and you will be of no use to them." He gestures to the sky.
"No mortal or God has seen my body in many melienna."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
From the sky something begins to fall, at first most in town would just assume it’s a meteor or something of the like considering how often that happens in this strange town, but as it gets closer they can see it’s not shaped like one. It collides with the ground, surprisingly softly, and what comes out is not what you would expect. It is a pod, and within is a man in armor no one has seen before, a strange weapon on his waist resembling a pistol, but far more advanced. He is wearing pitch black clothes, armor seemingly built into it, a badge on his chest.
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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.'
"Who..are...you...?" Mars asks, his voice rasping.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"My name is Oedius, I am the radiant sentinel of the sapphire palace." He says, bowing his head slightly.
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
"Why have I been awakened Oedius...."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I have not an idea my friend but you are awake for a reason." He says and stands 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
The joints on Mars's armor creaks as he stands fully, standing at 8 feet tall. "I have not been awake for a long time Oedius..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Believe me, I know all to well." He taps each of his sapphire eyes "Past.. present...future." He says and chuckles "Come, we need to get you cleaned."
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
Mars nods, following them slowly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Oedius leads him to a pool of sparkling blue water. He gestures to it and then Mars armor.
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 will not remove this armor. I refuse too."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"If you do not, it will rust and you will be of no use to them." He gestures to the sky.
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
(WENDIGO!!!!! :3)
The one who wants to hug quite literally everyone, for no reason whatsoever. Get him to an Asylum.
Just some guy who likes memes and DND!
Some may know me as a particularly goofy vermin if you play a Sonic game where you commit blasts of robo...2...
(online Monday-Friday from 8:00 to 3:00) (Most of the time.)
First ACTUAL RP character as a SHEET!!! He's a foxfolk.
Hewwo! ^w^ You wanna see a surprise? :3
*eeee
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
"No mortal or God has seen my body in many melienna."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*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.
*Hey Jobah. -throws characters at-*
Theren is sitting in his garden meditating. He looks at peace as he breaths slowly.
Leo is running on fumes, exhaustion and lack of food getting to him. He still continues to work on festus.
Hearth is enjoying the town, walking around and browsing the shops.
Apollon is standing amongst a bunch of ghoul corpses. Blood and gore is on his clothes and weapon.
-re-intro of old character-
A suit of angelic armor creaks and moves from its statue-like pose from a field, dirt and vines breaking off. Mars has awakened once more.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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.)
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.)
*I managed to create the most eccentric and yet grumpy man ever*
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
*oooo!!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I am going to give him a nice fat strugel to eat*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels