The troopers don't answer. There is a metal clanking noise and then there is a wheeze. "So...you dare intrude on Imperial property?"
He looks to where it's coming from, putting his hands back down "I would say I do. Here I thought of welcoming you to the region."
A metal humanoid is walking up to them. A cloak is over his shoulders as he keeps his hands behind his back. "You could've sent a gift basket." he says with a mechanical/human sounding laugh
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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.
The troopers don't answer. There is a metal clanking noise and then there is a wheeze. "So...you dare intrude on Imperial property?"
He looks to where it's coming from, putting his hands back down "I would say I do. Here I thought of welcoming you to the region."
A metal humanoid is walking up to them. A cloak is over his shoulders as he keeps his hands behind his back. "You could've sent a gift basket." he says with a mechanical/human sounding laugh
He chuckles with them, "Could you have your friends here drop their guns, I don't want to end up hurting anyone." He smiles, before taking his greataxe from his side and putting it onto the ground slowly.
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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.'
The troopers don't answer. There is a metal clanking noise and then there is a wheeze. "So...you dare intrude on Imperial property?"
He looks to where it's coming from, putting his hands back down "I would say I do. Here I thought of welcoming you to the region."
A metal humanoid is walking up to them. A cloak is over his shoulders as he keeps his hands behind his back. "You could've sent a gift basket." he says with a mechanical/human sounding laugh
He chuckles with them, "Could you have your friends here drop their guns, I don't want to end up hurting anyone." He smiles, before taking his greataxe from his side and putting it onto the ground slowly.
The humanoid examines the axe. "hmm...wouldn't be a fine addition to my collection, but it would make a fine piece of wall art."
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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.
The troopers don't answer. There is a metal clanking noise and then there is a wheeze. "So...you dare intrude on Imperial property?"
He looks to where it's coming from, putting his hands back down "I would say I do. Here I thought of welcoming you to the region."
A metal humanoid is walking up to them. A cloak is over his shoulders as he keeps his hands behind his back. "You could've sent a gift basket." he says with a mechanical/human sounding laugh
He chuckles with them, "Could you have your friends here drop their guns, I don't want to end up hurting anyone." He smiles, before taking his greataxe from his side and putting it onto the ground slowly.
The humanoid examines the axe. "hmm...wouldn't be a fine addition to my collection, but it would make a fine piece of wall art."
"I wouldn't recommend trying to take it, unless you think it's worth losing most to all of your men." He says, still trying to be friendly.
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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.'
The troopers don't answer. There is a metal clanking noise and then there is a wheeze. "So...you dare intrude on Imperial property?"
He looks to where it's coming from, putting his hands back down "I would say I do. Here I thought of welcoming you to the region."
A metal humanoid is walking up to them. A cloak is over his shoulders as he keeps his hands behind his back. "You could've sent a gift basket." he says with a mechanical/human sounding laugh
He chuckles with them, "Could you have your friends here drop their guns, I don't want to end up hurting anyone." He smiles, before taking his greataxe from his side and putting it onto the ground slowly.
The humanoid examines the axe. "hmm...wouldn't be a fine addition to my collection, but it would make a fine piece of wall art."
"I wouldn't recommend trying to take it, unless you think it's worth losing most to all of your men." He says, still trying to be friendly.
The General waves his metal hand. "We have plenty more." he says, ignoring the threat.
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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.
The troopers don't answer. There is a metal clanking noise and then there is a wheeze. "So...you dare intrude on Imperial property?"
He looks to where it's coming from, putting his hands back down "I would say I do. Here I thought of welcoming you to the region."
A metal humanoid is walking up to them. A cloak is over his shoulders as he keeps his hands behind his back. "You could've sent a gift basket." he says with a mechanical/human sounding laugh
He chuckles with them, "Could you have your friends here drop their guns, I don't want to end up hurting anyone." He smiles, before taking his greataxe from his side and putting it onto the ground slowly.
The humanoid examines the axe. "hmm...wouldn't be a fine addition to my collection, but it would make a fine piece of wall art."
"I wouldn't recommend trying to take it, unless you think it's worth losing most to all of your men." He says, still trying to be friendly.
The General waves his metal hand. "We have plenty more." he says, ignoring the threat.
"Hmm, an interesting mindset. Either way, I am Ragnerious, who would you be?" He holds out a hand.
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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.'
The troopers don't answer. There is a metal clanking noise and then there is a wheeze. "So...you dare intrude on Imperial property?"
He looks to where it's coming from, putting his hands back down "I would say I do. Here I thought of welcoming you to the region."
A metal humanoid is walking up to them. A cloak is over his shoulders as he keeps his hands behind his back. "You could've sent a gift basket." he says with a mechanical/human sounding laugh
He chuckles with them, "Could you have your friends here drop their guns, I don't want to end up hurting anyone." He smiles, before taking his greataxe from his side and putting it onto the ground slowly.
The humanoid examines the axe. "hmm...wouldn't be a fine addition to my collection, but it would make a fine piece of wall art."
"I wouldn't recommend trying to take it, unless you think it's worth losing most to all of your men." He says, still trying to be friendly.
The General waves his metal hand. "We have plenty more." he says, ignoring the threat.
"Hmm, an interesting mindset. Either way, I am Ragnerious, who would you be?" He holds out a hand.
"You may call me the General." he says, not shaking his hand
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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.
The troopers don't answer. There is a metal clanking noise and then there is a wheeze. "So...you dare intrude on Imperial property?"
He looks to where it's coming from, putting his hands back down "I would say I do. Here I thought of welcoming you to the region."
A metal humanoid is walking up to them. A cloak is over his shoulders as he keeps his hands behind his back. "You could've sent a gift basket." he says with a mechanical/human sounding laugh
He chuckles with them, "Could you have your friends here drop their guns, I don't want to end up hurting anyone." He smiles, before taking his greataxe from his side and putting it onto the ground slowly.
The humanoid examines the axe. "hmm...wouldn't be a fine addition to my collection, but it would make a fine piece of wall art."
"I wouldn't recommend trying to take it, unless you think it's worth losing most to all of your men." He says, still trying to be friendly.
The General waves his metal hand. "We have plenty more." he says, ignoring the threat.
"Hmm, an interesting mindset. Either way, I am Ragnerious, who would you be?" He holds out a hand.
"You may call me the General." he says, not shaking his hand
He pulls his hand back. Picking his axe back up and stepping off the wall into the area.
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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.'
The troopers don't answer. There is a metal clanking noise and then there is a wheeze. "So...you dare intrude on Imperial property?"
He looks to where it's coming from, putting his hands back down "I would say I do. Here I thought of welcoming you to the region."
A metal humanoid is walking up to them. A cloak is over his shoulders as he keeps his hands behind his back. "You could've sent a gift basket." he says with a mechanical/human sounding laugh
He chuckles with them, "Could you have your friends here drop their guns, I don't want to end up hurting anyone." He smiles, before taking his greataxe from his side and putting it onto the ground slowly.
The humanoid examines the axe. "hmm...wouldn't be a fine addition to my collection, but it would make a fine piece of wall art."
"I wouldn't recommend trying to take it, unless you think it's worth losing most to all of your men." He says, still trying to be friendly.
The General waves his metal hand. "We have plenty more." he says, ignoring the threat.
"Hmm, an interesting mindset. Either way, I am Ragnerious, who would you be?" He holds out a hand.
"You may call me the General." he says, not shaking his hand
He pulls his hand back. Picking his axe back up and stepping off the wall into the area.
The General stares at him, commanding his troopers to go back to their duties.
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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.
*Mnnnnnn *
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
*You should rest a warm towel there, or something similar.*
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.)
*Do you wanna rp at all or are ya busy?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He holds his hands back up "You guys saw me shrug off that mortar shell, do you think any of you can do better?"
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.)
The troopers don't answer. There is a metal clanking noise and then there is a wheeze. "So...you dare intrude on Imperial property?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*[neck pillow attack]*
He looks to where it's coming from, putting his hands back down "I would say I do. Here I thought of welcoming you to the region."
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 metal humanoid is walking up to them. A cloak is over his shoulders as he keeps his hands behind his back. "You could've sent a gift basket." he says with a mechanical/human sounding laugh
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He chuckles with them, "Could you have your friends here drop their guns, I don't want to end up hurting anyone." He smiles, before taking his greataxe from his side and putting it onto the ground slowly.
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.)
The humanoid examines the axe. "hmm...wouldn't be a fine addition to my collection, but it would make a fine piece of wall art."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I wouldn't recommend trying to take it, unless you think it's worth losing most to all of your men." He says, still trying to be friendly.
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 want to create a chaos character. Just a random dude who is just utterly Chaotic.*
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
*Oooo. sounds fun*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The General waves his metal hand. "We have plenty more." he says, ignoring the threat.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Hmm, an interesting mindset. Either way, I am Ragnerious, who would you be?" He holds out a hand.
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.)
"You may call me the General." he says, not shaking his hand
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He pulls his hand back. Picking his axe back up and stepping off the wall into the area.
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*
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The General stares at him, commanding his troopers to go back to their duties.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He goes around, watching the troopers at work, trying his best not to interfere though.
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.)