"I just want to know the point of all of this. Was it just random fun for you? Or was there something more?" He sits down beside the table despite there not being a chair for him.
She chuckles "To see how well this new plant would affect an ecosystem! Not only would this plant be destructive and wipe out whole communities, but its nectar allows one to gain immortality. I was very proud of that, harvested three gods to get their essence."
"Cool. Well, down to business." He stands up. She finds that any attempt the makes to teleport fails. He grabs her throat, his eyes beginning to glow red as he and the surrounding area ignites in red flame. "I'm afraid you're irredeemable, and it would be foolish of me to leave you alive. See, I'm not better than you. I'm so, so, so much worse. I neeeed their approval, and you're killing them aaaaall..." His voice takes on a drawling Yorkshire accent.
Grapple (remember, he can grapple souls): 44
Whether he succeeds or not, he unleashes an absolutely absurd amount of kinetic energy that he had been charging that entire conversation. Attack: 55 Damage: 224
[She is Immune to being grappled and what type of Damage is it?]
*Bludgeoning from an artifact. While he's enraged, he has no defensive abilities but none of his damage can be prevented or reduced by any means.*
*thought of an absolutely EVIL way to retroactively make events in the PM worse :3*
Mauric is looking for Nick. He has a rather important question to ask him.
Thirteen is reacting to the blight with only mild annoyance. Diseases don’t really affect him. He’s too busy drawing out plans for his latest great idea.
Klei is still trying to move all of his stolen items.
Stroth appears behind Thirteen, grinning "Hello Thirteen, been awhile."
“Before you say anything further, just know that I don’t remember you in the slightest.” He says without turning around.
*gtg soon*
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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.
*thought of an absolutely EVIL way to retroactively make events in the PM worse :3*
Mauric is looking for Nick. He has a rather important question to ask him.
Thirteen is reacting to the blight with only mild annoyance. Diseases don’t really affect him. He’s too busy drawing out plans for his latest great idea.
Klei is still trying to move all of his stolen items.
*Do you want to deal with any of my many characters?*
*thought of an absolutely EVIL way to retroactively make events in the PM worse :3*
Mauric is looking for Nick. He has a rather important question to ask him.
Thirteen is reacting to the blight with only mild annoyance. Diseases don’t really affect him. He’s too busy drawing out plans for his latest great idea.
Klei is still trying to move all of his stolen items.
*Do you want to deal with any of my many characters?*
Georgie is hiding from the infected in the tavern, looking for his friends
Tycho is heading towards the woman he saw when the infected first showed up
Stroth waves to him, grinning. Her smile is too big, with too many teeth.
*i'm assuming this is to georgie*
He flinches back, hugging his plush tight
She walks forward and tilts her head "Interesting, you haven't been infected yet."
"I-infected?" he asks, "Like the flu?"
"No no no, something worse!" She say cheerfully.
"People are sick? Is that why they're attacking people?" he asks softly, "Are you here to help us?"
"I'm here to allow you to live forever. I am no god but I am no mortal. I am something in between... Though I hate the gods so I refuse be aligned with them."
"I-i don't understand" georgie says, backing up a bit
"Oh child, I don't expect you to!" She grins
he holds the cat plush tight, not sure what to do yet
She pats his head "Don't worry, you're innocence will protect you."
"D-do you know where my friends are? Miss Yuri, Miss Oval, S-soul," he stammers
She thinks for a moment and shrugs "I have Yuri, she'll be a conduit for my plants."
"W-what?" he asks, "Are you hurting her?"
"No no dear, she can't feel a thing anymore." She grins
Each one explodes in the air. Storth claps her hand "Fantastic!"
A robotic voice comes out of the one drone out of range "Warning: continued destruction of property will be met with force"
Meanwhile, Isaac is on the roof of the tavern watching the flowers grow
"You can try!" She chirps.
"Do not test us"
She grins, tilting her head "You. Can. Try."
A large portal begins to open on the outskirt of the flower bed
She grins, summoning her cane which is made of cubic black glass. "How bold!"
a metal machine with a large flamethrower attached rolls out "beginning burn test"
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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
*thought of an absolutely EVIL way to retroactively make events in the PM worse :3*
Mauric is looking for Nick. He has a rather important question to ask him.
Thirteen is reacting to the blight with only mild annoyance. Diseases don’t really affect him. He’s too busy drawing out plans for his latest great idea.
Klei is still trying to move all of his stolen items.
*Do you want to deal with any of my many characters?*
Prospero is chaining up those infected by the Blight.
*I really feel like Introing the flagulent now.*
Someone watches with him, a heavy armored person, radiating the brightness of a hero, a leader, and a friend.
The less experienced hero looks up. "My brother... can you heal diseases? I cannot hurt these innocents. They don't know what they're doing."
The Leper takes off his mask, revealing his scarred face “Unfortunately I cannot, but I would be willing to comfort those I cannot heal.” He takes the colossal blade off of his back and into the ground.
Georgie is hiding from the infected in the tavern, looking for his friends
Tycho is heading towards the woman he saw when the infected first showed up
Stroth waves to him, grinning. Her smile is too big, with too many teeth.
*i'm assuming this is to georgie*
He flinches back, hugging his plush tight
She walks forward and tilts her head "Interesting, you haven't been infected yet."
"I-infected?" he asks, "Like the flu?"
"No no no, something worse!" She say cheerfully.
"People are sick? Is that why they're attacking people?" he asks softly, "Are you here to help us?"
"I'm here to allow you to live forever. I am no god but I am no mortal. I am something in between... Though I hate the gods so I refuse be aligned with them."
"I-i don't understand" georgie says, backing up a bit
"Oh child, I don't expect you to!" She grins
he holds the cat plush tight, not sure what to do yet
She pats his head "Don't worry, you're innocence will protect you."
"D-do you know where my friends are? Miss Yuri, Miss Oval, S-soul," he stammers
She thinks for a moment and shrugs "I have Yuri, she'll be a conduit for my plants."
"W-what?" he asks, "Are you hurting her?"
"No no dear, she can't feel a thing anymore." She grins
He shakes his head, "N-no, thats bad! let her go!"
*thought of an absolutely EVIL way to retroactively make events in the PM worse :3*
Mauric is looking for Nick. He has a rather important question to ask him.
Thirteen is reacting to the blight with only mild annoyance. Diseases don’t really affect him. He’s too busy drawing out plans for his latest great idea.
Klei is still trying to move all of his stolen items.
*Do you want to deal with any of my many characters?*
*sure, but i may have to leave very soon*
*Then who would you do deal with?*
*i posted the situations all my characters are in. you can choose from my provided prompts. this is done to grant you more freedom in writing.*
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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 just want to know the point of all of this. Was it just random fun for you? Or was there something more?" He sits down beside the table despite there not being a chair for him.
She chuckles "To see how well this new plant would affect an ecosystem! Not only would this plant be destructive and wipe out whole communities, but its nectar allows one to gain immortality. I was very proud of that, harvested three gods to get their essence."
"Cool. Well, down to business." He stands up. She finds that any attempt the makes to teleport fails. He grabs her throat, his eyes beginning to glow red as he and the surrounding area ignites in red flame. "I'm afraid you're irredeemable, and it would be foolish of me to leave you alive. See, I'm not better than you. I'm so, so, so much worse. I neeeed their approval, and you're killing them aaaaall..." His voice takes on a drawling Yorkshire accent.
Grapple (remember, he can grapple souls): 44
Whether he succeeds or not, he unleashes an absolutely absurd amount of kinetic energy that he had been charging that entire conversation. Attack: 55 Damage: 224
[She is Immune to being grappled and what type of Damage is it?]
*Bludgeoning from an artifact. While he's enraged, he has no defensive abilities but none of his damage can be prevented or reduced by any means.*
*Okay thank you for clarifying that. Stroth has immunity to Slash, Bludegon, and Pierce from Nonmagical attacks and Magical attacks that arent Bloodblade made.*
She laughs as it hits her like a shockwave. She is still standing despite it, sighing and rubbing her shoulders "That's quite rude you know? All I am doing is a simple experiment to decide whether or not to take this plant to Mount Celestia and wipe out the gods. Then, who knows what's next?" She chuckles and waves a hand. Time begins to slow down to a halt, and everything around her except for the plants stops moving.
Prospero is chaining up those infected by the Blight.
*I really feel like Introing the flagulent now.*
Someone watches with him, a heavy armored person, radiating the brightness of a hero, a leader, and a friend.
The less experienced hero looks up. "My brother... can you heal diseases? I cannot hurt these innocents. They don't know what they're doing."
The Leper takes off his mask, revealing his scarred face “Unfortunately I cannot, but I would be willing to comfort those I cannot heal.” He takes the colossal blade off of his back and into the ground.
Prospero's eyes well with tears. "Please be gentle. They might try to bite you..."
Prospero is chaining up those infected by the Blight.
*I really feel like Introing the flagulent now.*
Someone watches with him, a heavy armored person, radiating the brightness of a hero, a leader, and a friend.
The less experienced hero looks up. "My brother... can you heal diseases? I cannot hurt these innocents. They don't know what they're doing."
The Leper takes off his mask, revealing his scarred face “Unfortunately I cannot, but I would be willing to comfort those I cannot heal.” He takes the colossal blade off of his back and into the ground.
Prospero's eyes well with tears. "Please be gentle. They might try to bite you..."
He walks over to the diseased, leaning down and hugging them, “It will be alright, you will get better. I will help you as much as I can.”
*Bludgeoning from an artifact. While he's enraged, he has no defensive abilities but none of his damage can be prevented or reduced by any means.*
*Okay thank you for clarifying that. Stroth has immunity to Slash, Bludegon, and Pierce from Nonmagical attacks and Magical attacks that arent Bloodblade made.*
She laughs as it hits her like a shockwave. She is still standing despite it, sighing and rubbing her shoulders "That's quite rude you know? All I am doing is a simple experiment to decide whether or not to take this plant to Mount Celestia and wipe out the gods. Then, who knows what's next?" She chuckles and waves a hand. Time begins to slow down to a halt, and everything around her except for the plants stops moving.
*Still damages her, though*
He keeps walking. The energy she used to stop time seems to be flowing into his maw, his teeth elongating. Instead of being affected, he seems to reflect it onto her. "You really think you can just finish me like that? (GP)ing... moooorooon... I'll end you... and they'll praise me for it... every sad sack from here to hell..."
*thought of an absolutely EVIL way to retroactively make events in the PM worse :3*
Mauric is looking for Nick. He has a rather important question to ask him.
Thirteen is reacting to the blight with only mild annoyance. Diseases don’t really affect him. He’s too busy drawing out plans for his latest great idea.
Klei is still trying to move all of his stolen items.
*Do you want to deal with any of my many characters?*
*sure, but i may have to leave very soon*
*Then who would you do deal with?*
*i posted the situations all my characters are in. you can choose from my provided prompts. this is done to grant you more freedom in writing.*
*Yeah but I am not good at making choices for myself, I’ll try though.*
Klei pass by a graveyard, and for a moment it’s like they see someone there in dark clothing holding a pickaxe.
*Bludgeoning from an artifact. While he's enraged, he has no defensive abilities but none of his damage can be prevented or reduced by any means.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Before you say anything further, just know that I don’t remember you in the slightest.” He says without turning around.
*gtg soon*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Do you want to deal with any of my many characters?*
*sure, but i may have to leave very soon*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"No no dear, she can't feel a thing anymore." She grins
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
a metal machine with a large flamethrower attached rolls out "beginning burn test"
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
*Then who would you do deal with?*
He shakes his head, "N-no, thats bad! let her go!"
*i posted the situations all my characters are in. you can choose from my provided prompts. this is done to grant you more freedom in writing.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Okay thank you for clarifying that. Stroth has immunity to Slash, Bludegon, and Pierce from Nonmagical attacks and Magical attacks that arent Bloodblade made.*
She laughs as it hits her like a shockwave. She is still standing despite it, sighing and rubbing her shoulders "That's quite rude you know? All I am doing is a simple experiment to decide whether or not to take this plant to Mount Celestia and wipe out the gods. Then, who knows what's next?" She chuckles and waves a hand. Time begins to slow down to a halt, and everything around her except for the plants stops moving.
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
Prospero's eyes well with tears. "Please be gentle. They might try to bite you..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Stroth just curiously tilts her, not moving.
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 am sorry honey, I cannot. I need her for my plans." She chuckles "Go run home to your mommy or daddy or whatever."
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
He doesn't have a response to that, tearing up a bit before he runs upstairs
He walks over to the diseased, leaning down and hugging them, “It will be alright, you will get better. I will help you as much as I can.”
She grins, tilting her head, walking back outside.
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
*Still damages her, though*
He keeps walking. The energy she used to stop time seems to be flowing into his maw, his teeth elongating. Instead of being affected, he seems to reflect it onto her. "You really think you can just finish me like that? (GP)ing... moooorooon... I'll end you... and they'll praise me for it... every sad sack from here to hell..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Gonna swap over to tycho while georgie crys and does a thing :D*
Tycho, who's sat on a nearby roof, calls out to her, "So, you the one causing all this crazy-ness?"
*Yeah but I am not good at making choices for myself, I’ll try though.*
Klei pass by a graveyard, and for a moment it’s like they see someone there in dark clothing holding a pickaxe.