*Anybody else want to role play right now? If not, it’s good, I’m content with Salem.*
*If you've got any newbies, i'd like to test out Yuko a bit more.*
*What kind of vibes are you looking for? I can probably provide.*
*Yuko is my new milf-therapist, polar bear pillow momma with a size to rival Saphuno. Not interested in romantic or sexual relationships, just making people feel loved and providing a space to vent.*
*So you want me to give them someone with trauma, but not someone who would be interested in them? That’s tough, Rag maybe, possibly Sparrow, or Slick. I don’t know who would be best.*
“…no. Because I lived in a desolate wasteland in a backwater corner of the Abyss with nothing in it but a few reptiles and fish.”
"And how did that make you feel, hun?"
“Uhh… happy that I was a little smoke demon chilling in my layer and eating crawdads?”
"So how did such an innocent upbringing sprout such an entity as yourself?"
“I ate the god of all yuan-ti.” He responds casually.
"so that's where he went..." she says, nodding softly.
“No not really. Just a little joke. Moreso that I stole some of his power and that’s what made him fall asleep.”
"You cant go around taking what's not yours, little one."
“Yeah I can!” Riotan says cheerily. “Baked goods, alcohol, fine silk, legal documents, teeth, and other things I oughtn’t say… all of them are for the taking by nature of being! That which is is for all to partake in.”
"No, things must be earned, not taken away from their rightful owners. Perpahs you should try trading for them, or buying them."
“Eh, agree to disagree.” He waves the thought away.
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Astral energy surrounds Salem. he appears multiple times around them, in may poses. "I'm always ready."
"Not as much as I know it... mom says there's plenty within, I just have to unlock it. My potential outweighs hers, by far...."
He chuckles, a staff of red wood with golden details appears in his hands “Then you better not end up getting hit.” He makes four strikes. To hit:19303120 Damage:1271210
He smiles as he puts all his things back and dusts off his jacket “That means you’ll have to end up really strong, do you want help unlocking it?”
"You'll have to realize you cant deal any damage without using your spiritual power." he says as all hits pass through him. He performs his heart touch again, concentrated more. con check, on fail, take 2d6 divine damage, roll alteast 14 to succeed.
"Sure, we can train together.!"
Con save:26
He sighs, casting planar weapon on his staff, making it glow a soft golden color as he swings four more times “You’ve got to make things so difficult. It’s great.” To hit:19313029 Damage:11887
He beams, his eyes matching his smile “Cool, whenever you want, I’m down to hang out and train… I guess.” He says, trying to get a fraction of his cool facade back, and failing.
"Impressive, yes, yes... But there are more effective things than weapons." He says, the swings hitting him, but not affecting him much.
"You're a goober." she says, kissing his cheek and making her way inside. "See you tomorrow at the range."
He sighs and shakes his head “Oh come on man, you’re not even flinching from the hits, tell me, how am I supposed to do anything to someone like you?”
He blushes, watching her leave before heading to where he’s staying, preparing himself.
*Anybody else want to role play right now? If not, it’s good, I’m content with Salem.*
*If you've got any newbies, i'd like to test out Yuko a bit more.*
*What kind of vibes are you looking for? I can probably provide.*
*Yuko is my new milf-therapist, polar bear pillow momma with a size to rival Saphuno. Not interested in romantic or sexual relationships, just making people feel loved and providing a space to vent.*
*So you want me to give them someone with trauma, but not someone who would be interested in them? That’s tough, Rag maybe, possibly Sparrow, or Slick. I don’t know who would be best.*
*even someone with just a thirst for physical attention. No point of a pillow mommy if not to be cuddled*
*How about a child whose skin is entirely made from magic technology and plastic and his lizard lich dad?*
“Eh, agree to disagree.” He waves the thought away.
"So, by your logic, I have the right to tell Waul to take your marilith away, right?"
“No ‘cause it’s alive.”
"How is a living thing different from any other thing? it's for all by the nature of taking, right?"
“…nope. That’s called kidnapping. Why would classical thought distinguish it as different if it’s not? If you took this cup and it wasn’t yours, it’d be different than if you took ME, wouldn’t it?”
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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.
“Eh, agree to disagree.” He waves the thought away.
"So, by your logic, I have the right to tell Waul to take your marilith away, right?"
“No ‘cause it’s alive.”
"How is a living thing different from any other thing? it's for all by the nature of taking, right?"
“…nope. That’s called kidnapping. Why would classical thought distinguish it as different if it’s not? If you took this cup and it wasn’t yours, it’d be different than if you took ME, wouldn’t it?”
"So, you admit taking people is wrong, but why is taking things okay?" She says, narrowing her eyes.
“…because people are alive????”
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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.
*Anybody else want to role play right now? If not, it’s good, I’m content with Salem.*
*If you've got any newbies, i'd like to test out Yuko a bit more.*
*What kind of vibes are you looking for? I can probably provide.*
*Yuko is my new milf-therapist, polar bear pillow momma with a size to rival Saphuno. Not interested in romantic or sexual relationships, just making people feel loved and providing a space to vent.*
*So you want me to give them someone with trauma, but not someone who would be interested in them? That’s tough, Rag maybe, possibly Sparrow, or Slick. I don’t know who would be best.*
*even someone with just a thirst for physical attention. No point of a pillow mommy if not to be cuddled*
*How about a child whose skin is entirely made from magic technology and plastic and his lizard lich dad?*
*hmmmmm, iffy*
*I don’t know what to tell you, but I can think of something, I’ll do just the kid.*
Astral energy surrounds Salem. he appears multiple times around them, in may poses. "I'm always ready."
"Not as much as I know it... mom says there's plenty within, I just have to unlock it. My potential outweighs hers, by far...."
He chuckles, a staff of red wood with golden details appears in his hands “Then you better not end up getting hit.” He makes four strikes. To hit:19303120 Damage:1271210
He smiles as he puts all his things back and dusts off his jacket “That means you’ll have to end up really strong, do you want help unlocking it?”
"You'll have to realize you cant deal any damage without using your spiritual power." he says as all hits pass through him. He performs his heart touch again, concentrated more. con check, on fail, take 2d6 divine damage, roll alteast 14 to succeed.
"Sure, we can train together.!"
Con save:26
He sighs, casting planar weapon on his staff, making it glow a soft golden color as he swings four more times “You’ve got to make things so difficult. It’s great.” To hit:19313029 Damage:11887
He beams, his eyes matching his smile “Cool, whenever you want, I’m down to hang out and train… I guess.” He says, trying to get a fraction of his cool facade back, and failing.
"Impressive, yes, yes... But there are more effective things than weapons." He says, the swings hitting him, but not affecting him much.
"You're a goober." she says, kissing his cheek and making her way inside. "See you tomorrow at the range."
He sighs and shakes his head “Oh come on man, you’re not even flinching from the hits, tell me, how am I supposed to do anything to someone like you?”
He blushes, watching her leave before heading to where he’s staying, preparing himself.
"Use your hands" he says, drilling two fingers into his neck. Hit: 9 Damage: 5
immediately, when out of sight, her entire face glows a soft red, her horns igniting.
*Yuko is in the cafe in the middle of the wintery wonderland that has appeared in the remnants of the public garden*
He deflects the blow with little difficulty, before making his staff disappear, throwing strikes with his bare hands, his strikes defined. To hit:212631 Damage:777
The porcelain child walks into the cafe, looking like a small child, around 9-10, their skin shining in the sun, looking with very confused eyes.
“Eh, agree to disagree.” He waves the thought away.
"So, by your logic, I have the right to tell Waul to take your marilith away, right?"
“No ‘cause it’s alive.”
"How is a living thing different from any other thing? it's for all by the nature of taking, right?"
“…nope. That’s called kidnapping. Why would classical thought distinguish it as different if it’s not? If you took this cup and it wasn’t yours, it’d be different than if you took ME, wouldn’t it?”
"So, you admit taking people is wrong, but why is taking things okay?" She says, narrowing her eyes.
“…because people are alive????”
"That doesn't answer the question. Taking things from living people isn't nice, and it upsets them, yet you do it. what entitles you to take anything from anybody like that?"
“Because suffering is funny?”
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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*So you want me to give them someone with trauma, but not someone who would be interested in them? That’s tough, Rag maybe, possibly Sparrow, or Slick. I don’t know who would be best.*
“Eh, agree to disagree.” He waves the thought away.
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 ‘cause it’s alive.”
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 sighs and shakes his head “Oh come on man, you’re not even flinching from the hits, tell me, how am I supposed to do anything to someone like you?”
He blushes, watching her leave before heading to where he’s staying, preparing himself.
*How about a child whose skin is entirely made from magic technology and plastic and his lizard lich dad?*
“…nope. That’s called kidnapping. Why would classical thought distinguish it as different if it’s not? If you took this cup and it wasn’t yours, it’d be different than if you took ME, wouldn’t it?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“…because people are alive????”
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 don’t know what to tell you, but I can think of something, I’ll do just the kid.*
He deflects the blow with little difficulty, before making his staff disappear, throwing strikes with his bare hands, his strikes defined. To hit:21 26 31 Damage:7 7 7
The porcelain child walks into the cafe, looking like a small child, around 9-10, their skin shining in the sun, looking with very confused eyes.
“Because suffering is funny?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.