"I could give them a brief enchantment so that they are more effective for the test, if you would like. I don't believe I can be harmed by nonmagical weapons."
"Well...yes, please." *He hesitantly hands them to you.* (Anyone got any ideas for characters I should add to a game? There are 1243 slots in total, and about a third is filled.)
Azabrose swipes his hands over the swords. They don't visibly change, but as he hands them back, the weight seems to shift as though they were adapting their balance to hit harder and be more accurate. They are temporarily +3 weapons.
(What kind of game is it?)
(A fighting game, on the engine Mugen.) *He grabs them, and feels the balance change and shift in his palms.* "Hoo! That's quite useful. Thank you. Now, how are we to do this?"
(I don't know anything about fighting games, really, and every character I make is a chef at this point...)
"Simply try to destroy me to the best of your ability. Please do not hold back. I will defend myself, such as by parrying and blocking, but I will not hurt you."
*He nods, and readies himself. For the first attack, he decides to close both blade's sharp ends inwards.*
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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...
There's an injured snow fox with an angler lure coming from its head entering the Forrest. It stinks of rot and is surrounded by flies as it drags a large bag that smells like rare flowers behind it. It moves more like a puppet or machine than an actual animal.
"I could give them a brief enchantment so that they are more effective for the test, if you would like. I don't believe I can be harmed by nonmagical weapons."
"Well...yes, please." *He hesitantly hands them to you.* (Anyone got any ideas for characters I should add to a game? There are 1243 slots in total, and about a third is filled.)
Azabrose swipes his hands over the swords. They don't visibly change, but as he hands them back, the weight seems to shift as though they were adapting their balance to hit harder and be more accurate. They are temporarily +3 weapons.
(What kind of game is it?)
(A fighting game, on the engine Mugen.) *He grabs them, and feels the balance change and shift in his palms.* "Hoo! That's quite useful. Thank you. Now, how are we to do this?"
(I don't know anything about fighting games, really, and every character I make is a chef at this point...)
"Simply try to destroy me to the best of your ability. Please do not hold back. I will defend myself, such as by parrying and blocking, but I will not hurt you."
*He nods, and readies himself. For the first attack, he decides to close both blade's sharp ends inwards.*
The cut carves flesh as if it were soft butter, causing a splash of black and gold ichor, but hits something it can't cut almost instantly. "Nice technique. Simple, but lethal. Judging by the effects, my endoskeleton must be made of something extremely dense and hard. This is new information. Please, make another attack."
There's an injured snow fox with an angler lure coming from its head entering the Forrest. It stinks of rot and is surrounded by flies as it drags a large bag that smells like rare flowers behind it. It moves more like a puppet or machine than an actual animal.
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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...
There's an injured snow fox with an angler lure coming from its head entering the Forrest. It stinks of rot and is surrounded by flies as it drags a large bag that smells like rare flowers behind it. It moves more like a puppet or machine than an actual animal.
An undead tortoiseshell cat with one half of its body being almost entirely rotted off follows the fox through the woods, its eye sockets glowing orange.
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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.
"I..." *Utterly confused, he decides to spin the chain around a single finger, and attacks.* (Dunno how else to explain it lmao.)
Azabrose backhands the blade mere instants before it can hit, not even getting cut. He seems equally surprised. "Well then. That would have required incredible strength and reflexes. You are teaching me quite a bit. Here, let me just..." He waves his hand again, and the blades gleam like adamant. The weapons now count as adamantine as well as +3. "This is one of the hardest materials in existence, and should be able to cut me better."
There's an injured snow fox with an angler lure coming from its head entering the Forrest. It stinks of rot and is surrounded by flies as it drags a large bag that smells like rare flowers behind it. It moves more like a puppet or machine than an actual animal.
An undead tortoiseshell cat with one half of its body being almost entirely rotted off follows the fox through the woods, its eye sockets glowing orange.
The fox looks over at it and blinks a few times then keeps moving until it finds a clearing and drops the bag then sniffs the cat then gently touches noses with it.
It can tell this fox is not undead, but it's not clearly not alive either.
There's an injured snow fox with an angler lure coming from its head entering the Forrest. It stinks of rot and is surrounded by flies as it drags a large bag that smells like rare flowers behind it. It moves more like a puppet or machine than an actual animal.
An undead tortoiseshell cat with one half of its body being almost entirely rotted off follows the fox through the woods, its eye sockets glowing orange.
The fox looks over at it and blinks a few times then keeps moving until it finds a clearing and drops the bag then sniffs the cat then gently touches noses with it.
It can tell this fox is not undead, but it's not clearly not alive either.
The cat maintains its distance, but makes sure to come into physical contact with the fox, initiating its psychic link.
<Can you understand me?>
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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.
"I..." *Utterly confused, he decides to spin the chain around a single finger, and attacks.* (Dunno how else to explain it lmao.)
Azabrose backhands the blade mere instants before it can hit, not even getting cut. He seems equally surprised. "Well then. That would have required incredible strength and reflexes. You are teaching me quite a bit. Here, let me just..." He waves his hand again, and the blades gleam like adamant. The weapons now count as adamantine as well as +3. "This is one of the hardest materials in existence, and should be able to cut me better."
*He just goes with it and retries.*
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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...
There's an injured snow fox with an angler lure coming from its head digging a hole in the woods. It reeks of rot and is surrounded by flies as it has a large bag that smells like rare flowers close to it. The fox moves more like a puppet or machine than an actual animal.
Olive is holding a plague doctor hand as she pretty much drags them along, looking for Oswald. *anyone can interact though* The plague doctor is wearing a mix of normal plague doctor getup (head cover, fancy mask, holy symbol, fancy cane, ECT.) and adventures gear. She smells strongly of posies, which only mostly covers up the stench of decay. She's missing a glove, revealing a prosthetic arm with a hand based off a kenkus. She has custom boots, but their still mismatched.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
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
*Imo Ultra Ego is cooler than Ultra Instinct*
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 nods, and readies himself. For the first attack, he decides to close both blade's sharp ends inwards.*
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
*new character!*
There's an injured snow fox with an angler lure coming from its head entering the Forrest. It stinks of rot and is surrounded by flies as it drags a large bag that smells like rare flowers behind it. It moves more like a puppet or machine than an actual animal.
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
The cut carves flesh as if it were soft butter, causing a splash of black and gold ichor, but hits something it can't cut almost instantly. "Nice technique. Simple, but lethal. Judging by the effects, my endoskeleton must be made of something extremely dense and hard. This is new information. Please, make another attack."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I..."
*Utterly confused, he decides to spin the chain around a single finger, and attacks.*
(Dunno how else to explain it lmao.)
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
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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
An undead tortoiseshell cat with one half of its body being almost entirely rotted off follows the fox through the woods, its eye sockets glowing orange.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Azabrose backhands the blade mere instants before it can hit, not even getting cut. He seems equally surprised. "Well then. That would have required incredible strength and reflexes. You are teaching me quite a bit. Here, let me just..." He waves his hand again, and the blades gleam like adamant. The weapons now count as adamantine as well as +3. "This is one of the hardest materials in existence, and should be able to cut me better."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The fox looks over at it and blinks a few times then keeps moving until it finds a clearing and drops the bag then sniffs the cat then gently touches noses with it.
It can tell this fox is not undead, but it's not clearly not alive either.
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
The cat maintains its distance, but makes sure to come into physical contact with the fox, initiating its psychic link.
<Can you understand me?>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Gtg for a bit*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*He just goes with it and retries.*
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
It nods *is this a two way communication or is it one way?*
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
There's an injured snow fox with an angler lure coming from its head digging a hole in the woods. It reeks of rot and is surrounded by flies as it has a large bag that smells like rare flowers close to it. The fox moves more like a puppet or machine than an actual animal.
Olive is holding a plague doctor hand as she pretty much drags them along, looking for Oswald. *anyone can interact though* The plague doctor is wearing a mix of normal plague doctor getup (head cover, fancy mask, holy symbol, fancy cane, ECT.) and adventures gear. She smells strongly of posies, which only mostly covers up the stench of decay. She's missing a glove, revealing a prosthetic arm with a hand based off a kenkus. She has custom boots, but their still mismatched.
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
Advert for my therad!

come to the conservatory
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
(please stop)
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
*advertise on the non-roleplay threads please.*
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
(you want to rp viper?)
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
*hi Viper*
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
*Sure! Who do you have?*
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!