Theren is napping in his garden, a few pixies floating around him.
Phoenix is outside working out in a tanktop and shorts.
*You doin' good dude? Also if you want to rp I don't know what characters you would want to deal with.*
*yeah. just been awake since midnight so I'm a bit eepy. also I'm good with whatever characters*
*I feel that, I'm a bit eepy too.*
Theren feels a shiver down his spine that shocks him awake as someone is watching him, he doesn't see who, he doesn't know where, but he does know he's being watched, and whoever is watching him is willing to kill for little.
Grove is walking around sleepily, the plant life on his body glowing for some reason.
*mhm8
Theren sighs, not really worried because of his gardens protective charms.
Phoenix eyes him while doing pull-ups.
He can feel it moving, but doesn't hear steps, either it's flying, or it's far too good at stealth.
Grove, being a suit of armor, doesn't mind the stares, just going around.
A third eye opens on his forehead, allowing him to see more. "I know your there."
"Weird.." he mutters
Even with that extra sight, they can only seek glimpses of movement, a voice that could give a dragon goosebumps speaking out "I would be bored if you didn't."
Grove walks over, and softly slaps his head, his voice old "Respect your elders."
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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.'
*[Me: Casually making female characters because I don't usually.]*
*[Me: Ends up with Elf-Dragonborn Hybrid named Spice: https://picrew.me/share?cd=uvia2TZOxU ]*
*[Me: Has twenty Panromantic Panic Attacks over how pretty she is.]*
*All fair reasons. Also, do you wanna rp?*
*Yesh, I shallz use woman.*
*Okeh. Also can ye check da pm when you have the time?*
Leo is tinkering with Festus and a bunch of metal spheres.
*Yep! I am sorry I havent btw, I have been busy :[*
He feels a presence behind him, watching his work. As he turns around, he is faced with an Aereni High Elf dressed in red and black robes. She has long, ash-colored hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Little bits of gold are braided into each hair, making them sparkle. Dark red horns sprout from her forehead, curved and sharp. Her bright red eyes are catlike with slit pupils that watch him. Her skin was the color of coffee, marred slightly by scars. Her robes are ornate but he can see them faintly shimmer, the fabric haven been woven with adamantine threads. At her hip is a double-bladed longsword in a sheath that is decorated like a red dragon who is sleeping.
Theren is napping in his garden, a few pixies floating around him.
Phoenix is outside working out in a tanktop and shorts.
*You doin' good dude? Also if you want to rp I don't know what characters you would want to deal with.*
*yeah. just been awake since midnight so I'm a bit eepy. also I'm good with whatever characters*
*I feel that, I'm a bit eepy too.*
Theren feels a shiver down his spine that shocks him awake as someone is watching him, he doesn't see who, he doesn't know where, but he does know he's being watched, and whoever is watching him is willing to kill for little.
Grove is walking around sleepily, the plant life on his body glowing for some reason.
*mhm8
Theren sighs, not really worried because of his gardens protective charms.
Phoenix eyes him while doing pull-ups.
He can feel it moving, but doesn't hear steps, either it's flying, or it's far too good at stealth.
Grove, being a suit of armor, doesn't mind the stares, just going around.
A third eye opens on his forehead, allowing him to see more. "I know your there."
"Weird.." he mutters
Even with that extra sight, they can only seek glimpses of movement, a voice that could give a dragon goosebumps speaking out "I would be bored if you didn't."
Grove walks over, and softly slaps his head, his voice old "Respect your elders."
More eyes open on his body, the pupils black. He isn't frightened. "If your intention is to hurt or scare me it isn't working." Theren says. "I've seen and been through worse."
Phoenix grabs his hand before he can touch him. "Don't. Touch. Me."
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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.
*[Me: Casually making female characters because I don't usually.]*
*[Me: Ends up with Elf-Dragonborn Hybrid named Spice: https://picrew.me/share?cd=uvia2TZOxU ]*
*[Me: Has twenty Panromantic Panic Attacks over how pretty she is.]*
*All fair reasons. Also, do you wanna rp?*
*Yesh, I shallz use woman.*
*Okeh. Also can ye check da pm when you have the time?*
Leo is tinkering with Festus and a bunch of metal spheres.
*Yep! I am sorry I havent btw, I have been busy :[*
He feels a presence behind him, watching his work. As he turns around, he is faced with an Aereni High Elf dressed in red and black robes. She has long, ash-colored hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Little bits of gold are braided into each hair, making them sparkle. Dark red horns sprout from her forehead, curved and sharp. Her bright red eyes are catlike with slit pupils that watch him. Her skin was the color of coffee, marred slightly by scars. Her robes are ornate but he can see them faintly shimmer, the fabric haven been woven with adamantine threads. At her hip is a double-bladed longsword in a sheath that is decorated like a red dragon who is sleeping.
*its a ok!*
Leo looks up at her, at a loss for words. "I-i, uh....hi."
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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 napping in his garden, a few pixies floating around him.
Phoenix is outside working out in a tanktop and shorts.
*You doin' good dude? Also if you want to rp I don't know what characters you would want to deal with.*
*yeah. just been awake since midnight so I'm a bit eepy. also I'm good with whatever characters*
*I feel that, I'm a bit eepy too.*
Theren feels a shiver down his spine that shocks him awake as someone is watching him, he doesn't see who, he doesn't know where, but he does know he's being watched, and whoever is watching him is willing to kill for little.
Grove is walking around sleepily, the plant life on his body glowing for some reason.
*mhm8
Theren sighs, not really worried because of his gardens protective charms.
Phoenix eyes him while doing pull-ups.
He can feel it moving, but doesn't hear steps, either it's flying, or it's far too good at stealth.
Grove, being a suit of armor, doesn't mind the stares, just going around.
A third eye opens on his forehead, allowing him to see more. "I know your there."
"Weird.." he mutters
Even with that extra sight, they can only seek glimpses of movement, a voice that could give a dragon goosebumps speaking out "I would be bored if you didn't."
Grove walks over, and softly slaps his head, his voice old "Respect your elders."
More eyes open on his body, the pupils black. He isn't frightened. "If your intention is to hurt or scare me it isn't working." Theren says. "I've seen and been through worse."
Phoenix grabs his hand before he can touch him. "Don't. Touch. Me."
He begins to actually see the thing around him, it's just a man in plated armor, sharp spikes across the armor, claws on his hands "Others have said the same and died the same, will you be any different?"
Grove's hand comes off, "Then don't call me weird. You want to be treated with respect, I would prefer the same in return."
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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.'
*[Me: Casually making female characters because I don't usually.]*
*[Me: Ends up with Elf-Dragonborn Hybrid named Spice: https://picrew.me/share?cd=uvia2TZOxU ]*
*[Me: Has twenty Panromantic Panic Attacks over how pretty she is.]*
*All fair reasons. Also, do you wanna rp?*
*Yesh, I shallz use woman.*
*Okeh. Also can ye check da pm when you have the time?*
Leo is tinkering with Festus and a bunch of metal spheres.
*Yep! I am sorry I havent btw, I have been busy :[*
He feels a presence behind him, watching his work. As he turns around, he is faced with an Aereni High Elf dressed in red and black robes. She has long, ash-colored hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Little bits of gold are braided into each hair, making them sparkle. Dark red horns sprout from her forehead, curved and sharp. Her bright red eyes are catlike with slit pupils that watch him. Her skin was the color of coffee, marred slightly by scars. Her robes are ornate but he can see them faintly shimmer, the fabric haven been woven with adamantine threads. At her hip is a double-bladed longsword in a sheath that is decorated like a red dragon who is sleeping.
*its a ok!*
Leo looks up at her, at a loss for words. "I-i, uh....hi."
She raises a brow "Hello to you too." She says and smiles.
More eyes open on his body, the pupils black. He isn't frightened. "If your intention is to hurt or scare me it isn't working." Theren says. "I've seen and been through worse."
Phoenix grabs his hand before he can touch him. "Don't. Touch. Me."
He begins to actually see the thing around him, it's just a man in plated armor, sharp spikes across the armor, claws on his hands "Others have said the same and died the same, will you be any different?"
Grove's hand comes off, "Then don't call me weird. You want to be treated with respect, I would prefer the same in return."
"I've killed eldritch horrors." he snarls. "You, on the other hand, are just a man in armor."
Phoenix scoffs, dropping down from the pull-up bar.
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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.
*[Me: Casually making female characters because I don't usually.]*
*[Me: Ends up with Elf-Dragonborn Hybrid named Spice: https://picrew.me/share?cd=uvia2TZOxU ]*
*[Me: Has twenty Panromantic Panic Attacks over how pretty she is.]*
*All fair reasons. Also, do you wanna rp?*
*Yesh, I shallz use woman.*
*Okeh. Also can ye check da pm when you have the time?*
Leo is tinkering with Festus and a bunch of metal spheres.
*Yep! I am sorry I havent btw, I have been busy :[*
He feels a presence behind him, watching his work. As he turns around, he is faced with an Aereni High Elf dressed in red and black robes. She has long, ash-colored hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Little bits of gold are braided into each hair, making them sparkle. Dark red horns sprout from her forehead, curved and sharp. Her bright red eyes are catlike with slit pupils that watch him. Her skin was the color of coffee, marred slightly by scars. Her robes are ornate but he can see them faintly shimmer, the fabric haven been woven with adamantine threads. At her hip is a double-bladed longsword in a sheath that is decorated like a red dragon who is sleeping.
*its a ok!*
Leo looks up at her, at a loss for words. "I-i, uh....hi."
She raises a brow "Hello to you too." She says and smiles.
*My little short stack is struggling*
"I-i, uh, my names Leo."
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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.
Isaac is at one of the tables making notes on a blueprint. A half assembled clock is beside it
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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
*[Me: Casually making female characters because I don't usually.]*
*[Me: Ends up with Elf-Dragonborn Hybrid named Spice: https://picrew.me/share?cd=uvia2TZOxU ]*
*[Me: Has twenty Panromantic Panic Attacks over how pretty she is.]*
*All fair reasons. Also, do you wanna rp?*
*Yesh, I shallz use woman.*
*Okeh. Also can ye check da pm when you have the time?*
Leo is tinkering with Festus and a bunch of metal spheres.
*Yep! I am sorry I havent btw, I have been busy :[*
He feels a presence behind him, watching his work. As he turns around, he is faced with an Aereni High Elf dressed in red and black robes. She has long, ash-colored hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Little bits of gold are braided into each hair, making them sparkle. Dark red horns sprout from her forehead, curved and sharp. Her bright red eyes are catlike with slit pupils that watch him. Her skin was the color of coffee, marred slightly by scars. Her robes are ornate but he can see them faintly shimmer, the fabric haven been woven with adamantine threads. At her hip is a double-bladed longsword in a sheath that is decorated like a red dragon who is sleeping.
*its a ok!*
Leo looks up at her, at a loss for words. "I-i, uh....hi."
She raises a brow "Hello to you too." She says and smiles.
*My little short stack is struggling*
"I-i, uh, my names Leo."
"A pleasure to meet you Leo. My name is Corriandeainthai Xethyali, but you may call me Spice." She bows a little and smiles "May I ask what you are working on?"
*[Me: Casually making female characters because I don't usually.]*
*[Me: Ends up with Elf-Dragonborn Hybrid named Spice: https://picrew.me/share?cd=uvia2TZOxU ]*
*[Me: Has twenty Panromantic Panic Attacks over how pretty she is.]*
*All fair reasons. Also, do you wanna rp?*
*Yesh, I shallz use woman.*
*Okeh. Also can ye check da pm when you have the time?*
Leo is tinkering with Festus and a bunch of metal spheres.
*Yep! I am sorry I havent btw, I have been busy :[*
He feels a presence behind him, watching his work. As he turns around, he is faced with an Aereni High Elf dressed in red and black robes. She has long, ash-colored hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Little bits of gold are braided into each hair, making them sparkle. Dark red horns sprout from her forehead, curved and sharp. Her bright red eyes are catlike with slit pupils that watch him. Her skin was the color of coffee, marred slightly by scars. Her robes are ornate but he can see them faintly shimmer, the fabric haven been woven with adamantine threads. At her hip is a double-bladed longsword in a sheath that is decorated like a red dragon who is sleeping.
*its a ok!*
Leo looks up at her, at a loss for words. "I-i, uh....hi."
She raises a brow "Hello to you too." She says and smiles.
*My little short stack is struggling*
"I-i, uh, my names Leo."
"A pleasure to meet you Leo. My name is Corriandeainthai Xethyali, but you may call me Spice." She bows a little and smiles "May I ask what you are working on?"
*I have officially killed one character!*
"W-well I'm working on my dragon Festus and these Archimedes spheres."
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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.
*[Me: Casually making female characters because I don't usually.]*
*[Me: Ends up with Elf-Dragonborn Hybrid named Spice: https://picrew.me/share?cd=uvia2TZOxU ]*
*[Me: Has twenty Panromantic Panic Attacks over how pretty she is.]*
*All fair reasons. Also, do you wanna rp?*
*Yesh, I shallz use woman.*
*Okeh. Also can ye check da pm when you have the time?*
Leo is tinkering with Festus and a bunch of metal spheres.
*Yep! I am sorry I havent btw, I have been busy :[*
He feels a presence behind him, watching his work. As he turns around, he is faced with an Aereni High Elf dressed in red and black robes. She has long, ash-colored hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Little bits of gold are braided into each hair, making them sparkle. Dark red horns sprout from her forehead, curved and sharp. Her bright red eyes are catlike with slit pupils that watch him. Her skin was the color of coffee, marred slightly by scars. Her robes are ornate but he can see them faintly shimmer, the fabric haven been woven with adamantine threads. At her hip is a double-bladed longsword in a sheath that is decorated like a red dragon who is sleeping.
*its a ok!*
Leo looks up at her, at a loss for words. "I-i, uh....hi."
She raises a brow "Hello to you too." She says and smiles.
*My little short stack is struggling*
"I-i, uh, my names Leo."
"A pleasure to meet you Leo. My name is Corriandeainthai Xethyali, but you may call me Spice." She bows a little and smiles "May I ask what you are working on?"
*I have officially killed one character!*
"W-well I'm working on my dragon Festus and these Archimedes spheres."
*[SOBS IN CANADIAN]*
"What will those do may I ask?" She asks, crouching down.
More eyes open on his body, the pupils black. He isn't frightened. "If your intention is to hurt or scare me it isn't working." Theren says. "I've seen and been through worse."
Phoenix grabs his hand before he can touch him. "Don't. Touch. Me."
He begins to actually see the thing around him, it's just a man in plated armor, sharp spikes across the armor, claws on his hands "Others have said the same and died the same, will you be any different?"
Grove's hand comes off, "Then don't call me weird. You want to be treated with respect, I would prefer the same in return."
"I've killed eldritch horrors." he snarls. "You, on the other hand, are just a man in armor."
Phoenix scoffs, dropping down from the pull-up bar.
"176." He simply says, his appearance grows less and less, not moving faster, but still disappearing.
Grove leans against one of the trees "No, continue your workout, I didn't mean to disturb you, I just would like my hand back however."
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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.'
*I will try to eep, but It might not work.*
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.)
Even with that extra sight, they can only seek glimpses of movement, a voice that could give a dragon goosebumps speaking out "I would be bored if you didn't."
Grove walks over, and softly slaps his head, his voice old "Respect your elders."
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.)
*Yep! I am sorry I havent btw, I have been busy :[*
He feels a presence behind him, watching his work. As he turns around, he is faced with an Aereni High Elf dressed in red and black robes. She has long, ash-colored hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Little bits of gold are braided into each hair, making them sparkle. Dark red horns sprout from her forehead, curved and sharp. Her bright red eyes are catlike with slit pupils that watch him. Her skin was the color of coffee, marred slightly by scars. Her robes are ornate but he can see them faintly shimmer, the fabric haven been woven with adamantine threads. At her hip is a double-bladed longsword in a sheath that is decorated like a red dragon who is sleeping.
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
More eyes open on his body, the pupils black. He isn't frightened. "If your intention is to hurt or scare me it isn't working." Theren says. "I've seen and been through worse."
Phoenix grabs his hand before he can touch him. "Don't. Touch. Me."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*its a ok!*
Leo looks up at her, at a loss for words. "I-i, uh....hi."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He begins to actually see the thing around him, it's just a man in plated armor, sharp spikes across the armor, claws on his hands "Others have said the same and died the same, will you be any different?"
Grove's hand comes off, "Then don't call me weird. You want to be treated with respect, I would prefer the same in return."
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.)
She raises a brow "Hello to you too." She says and smiles.
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've killed eldritch horrors." he snarls. "You, on the other hand, are just a man in armor."
Phoenix scoffs, dropping down from the pull-up bar.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Anybody else want to rp with my numerous, although not expansive character roster?*
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.)
*My little short stack is struggling*
"I-i, uh, my names Leo."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Isaac is at one of the tables making notes on a blueprint. A half assembled clock is beside it
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
*Sure. I got my new character, the Elf-Dragonborn Woman.*
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
Sanviento walks into the tavern, holding his notebook, his hands and hair still having some god ichor on them.
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.)
"A pleasure to meet you Leo. My name is Corriandeainthai Xethyali, but you may call me Spice." She bows a little and smiles "May I ask what you are working on?"
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'd spit out my water if I had any, what character do you want to deal with then?*
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 have officially killed one character!*
"W-well I'm working on my dragon Festus and these Archimedes spheres."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Any of them is fine. :]*
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
*[SOBS IN CANADIAN]*
"What will those do may I ask?" She asks, crouching down.
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
(Let's hope! Aaanyways, what you wanna do? :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
"176." He simply says, his appearance grows less and less, not moving faster, but still disappearing.
Grove leans against one of the trees "No, continue your workout, I didn't mean to disturb you, I just would like my hand back however."
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.)