*Good Morning. I have a little more energy than usual.*
Dyn is talking to some of the villagers, asking if they've seen a man who looks like Zen
They feel that someone is watching them. When they turn the direction of the feeling they see someone is pure black Ninja attire hiding in shadow. They are lean with an oni mask, their eyes the only visible part of their body, a sharp green color. Only one small blade visible on them.
His form flickers as he appears behind him, blade pressed to the back of their neck. "Don't move."
They sighs, their voice near silent as they raise their empty hands "Well done, who are you?"
"Dyn. Who are you?"
"Akira. I assume you would slit my throat if I tried anything?"
"Exactly. I don't take kind to those stalking me Akira."
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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.
*Good Morning. I have a little more energy than usual.*
Dyn is talking to some of the villagers, asking if they've seen a man who looks like Zen
They feel that someone is watching them. When they turn the direction of the feeling they see someone is pure black Ninja attire hiding in shadow. They are lean with an oni mask, their eyes the only visible part of their body, a sharp green color. Only one small blade visible on them.
His form flickers as he appears behind him, blade pressed to the back of their neck. "Don't move."
They sighs, their voice near silent as they raise their empty hands "Well done, who are you?"
"Dyn. Who are you?"
"Akira. I assume you would slit my throat if I tried anything?"
"Exactly. I don't take kind to those stalking me Akira."
"Can you blame me for being curious when I find another similar to my kind of work?" He turns one of his hands to face Dyn.
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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.'
*Good Morning. I have a little more energy than usual.*
Dyn is talking to some of the villagers, asking if they've seen a man who looks like Zen
They feel that someone is watching them. When they turn the direction of the feeling they see someone is pure black Ninja attire hiding in shadow. They are lean with an oni mask, their eyes the only visible part of their body, a sharp green color. Only one small blade visible on them.
His form flickers as he appears behind him, blade pressed to the back of their neck. "Don't move."
They sighs, their voice near silent as they raise their empty hands "Well done, who are you?"
"Dyn. Who are you?"
"Akira. I assume you would slit my throat if I tried anything?"
"Exactly. I don't take kind to those stalking me Akira."
"Can you blame me for being curious when I find another similar to my kind of work?" He turns one of his hands to face Dyn.
"Don't even think about it." he snarls, pressing the blade closer
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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.
Traitor is skulking about the woods invisibly, hunting for the Seer.
KK is in her studio, finally finishing some of her works of art, the happiest she's been in days.
She comes across Dyn, who is examining a long burnt out campfire.
Her glowing 'eyes' become visible again, looking between the campfire and Dyn as she approaches quietly. "Oh, hello. What are you doing?"
*Do you want his description*
Dyn looks up, one hand reaching for the sword on his back. "Examining this fire."
*Sure. You want hers?*
The two motes of light turn back towards the campfire for a moment. "I see. Did you make it?"
*Yes please. A young man, maybe about 19, is walking through the woods. He has a headband with a symbol on it over his forehead. He has messy brown hair and green eyes. He wears a black T-shirt under some crude armor with a shortsword on his back. He wears pants with small pockets which hold some tools.*
"No. it was made yesterday. By the man I'm hunting down."
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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.
"Don't even think about it." he snarls, pressing the blade closer
"Then I would suggest you let me go, it's not very friendly talking this way." He grunts, the blade pushed against the fabric, sticking next to his flesh.
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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 won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
Felix is making a giant meatball, slapping ground meat from various creatures into it.
Merabelle sees Felix at work and decides to walk over, politely curtsying before crossing their legs as they sit, watching them silently, a soft smile on their face and in their eyes.
He bows to them. "Hello there! I'm preparing for Thanksgiving right now. Practicing, you know?" He presses some more pulverized flesh to the monument of sin.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Don't even think about it." he snarls, pressing the blade closer
"Then I would suggest you let me go, it's not very friendly talking this way." He grunts, the blade pushed against the fabric, sticking next to his flesh.
"Then you should've thought twice about stalking." he says, letting him go and shoving him forward. "The Anbu Black Ops don't take kindly to that."
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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.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
*I am doing quite well! I'm strongly considering returning to my old power system, Vitae, and giving it a more horrific tone.*
*That's great! Spooky power systems are always fun. What are your ideas for it so far?*
*So, Vitae is the energy of change, right? It makes heat, movement, deliciousness, evolution, and all that fun stuff. What if you slowly lost your humanity if you overused it? There were already hints of this, but like, imagine if someone became a straight-up dragon or demon or something. All this, and the more Vitae-rich foods are pretty much all going to the elite who can afford it. So, put those two elements together, and...*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Donn disappears into the woods, slipping between shadows, following the man
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Exactly. I don't take kind to those stalking me Akira."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He leaps from tree to tree, moving quickly. He then jumps behind a huge rock outcropping.
Stealth: 22
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She shakes her head, her long-clawed hands becoming visible once more. "I appreciate the gesture, but I don't want to accidentally hurt them."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Can you blame me for being curious when I find another similar to my kind of work?" He turns one of his hands to face Dyn.
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.)
*Sure. You want hers?*
The two motes of light turn back towards the campfire for a moment. "I see. Did you make it?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*I am doing quite well! I'm strongly considering returning to my old power system, Vitae, and giving it a more horrific tone.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Don't even think about it." he snarls, pressing the blade closer
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Yes please. A young man, maybe about 19, is walking through the woods. He has a headband with a symbol on it over his forehead. He has messy brown hair and green eyes. He wears a black T-shirt under some crude armor with a shortsword on his back. He wears pants with small pockets which hold some tools.*
"No. it was made yesterday. By the man I'm hunting down."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*That's great! Spooky power systems are always fun. What are your ideas for it so far?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Then I would suggest you let me go, it's not very friendly talking this way." He grunts, the blade pushed against the fabric, sticking next to his flesh.
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.)
(hi yvonne)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
He bows to them. "Hello there! I'm preparing for Thanksgiving right now. Practicing, you know?" He presses some more pulverized flesh to the monument of sin.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Then you should've thought twice about stalking." he says, letting him go and shoving him forward. "The Anbu Black Ops don't take kindly to that."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Kharn is outside.
Krail is avoiding Kharn.
A dragonborn in a fancy cloak is at the bar.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
*So, Vitae is the energy of change, right? It makes heat, movement, deliciousness, evolution, and all that fun stuff. What if you slowly lost your humanity if you overused it? There were already hints of this, but like, imagine if someone became a straight-up dragon or demon or something. All this, and the more Vitae-rich foods are pretty much all going to the elite who can afford it. So, put those two elements together, and...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(Is he moving in the shadows because if a creature enters the shadows, Donn knows where they are.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Dyn walks up to them. "Sorry to bother but I have a question for you."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Kinda. He has a skill where once he's in the darkness he becomes invisible*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hey guys, I am feeling kinda sad rn. I am gonna disappear for a bit so I don't bum y'all out.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]