*I never want to read about velarization or syllable patterns again*
*Oh dear lord, never again please.*
*Have you ever conlanged personally?*
*Unfortunately so..*
*My first one was a pretty basic PIE Esperanto-derivative just to say “Hey I made a lil language” but my second, Peroukiv (Pèloqif) tried to emulate Semitic language structure by angling/rotating consonantal symbols to imply vowel presence, inspired by Canadian Aboriginal languages, and mixed Old English and Hebrew roots with Japanese grammar elements. It was… horrific.*
“No one, no matter how hard they try will ever be a ‘good’ hero. The fact that you’re trying makes you good enough. Even I know that.” He says with a smile.
"Mn, I was never good. Not a good actor, not a good hero.." he sighs and stands up, rolling his neck "Which is why I have to do better."
“Ah the art of constant improvement, now that’s something I can get behind, fighting until I stand at the pinnacle of strength, leaving even the gods behind.”
"Something of the sort I suppose." He laughs "Have you been here long?"
“I’ve been here a while but I wouldn’t say a long time, how about you?”
"A few weeks, like... Three at most." He thinks.
“Ah, so I think I might have been here longer than you. That’s kinda crazy.” He says with a smile, chuckling.
He nods "Care to continue this conversation in the tavern where I'm not freezing to death?"
He nods, putting the staff on his shoulder “I didn’t even notice, but you’re right, it’s almost cold outside.” He gets walking to the tavern.
"How did you not notice it was getting cold?" He snorts, laughing a bit
“Numbed almost everything on my body, helps me fight more without worrying about pain and stuff.”
"But what if you are on fire? Would that be bad?"
“Oh yeah definitely. That would be bad, especially because I wouldn’t feel most of it.”
*I never want to read about velarization or syllable patterns again*
*Oh dear lord, never again please.*
*Have you ever conlanged personally?*
*Unfortunately so..*
*My first one was a pretty basic PIE Esperanto-derivative just to say “Hey I made a lil language” but my second, Peroukiv (Pèloqif) tried to emulate Semitic language structure by angling/rotating consonantal symbols to imply vowel presence, inspired by Canadian Aboriginal languages, and mixed Old English and Hebrew roots with Japanese grammar elements. It was… horrific.*
*what was yours?*
*Sometimes during 2009. I do not remember it because my brain wishes to forget everything I have learned my school day's.*
“No one, no matter how hard they try will ever be a ‘good’ hero. The fact that you’re trying makes you good enough. Even I know that.” He says with a smile.
"Mn, I was never good. Not a good actor, not a good hero.." he sighs and stands up, rolling his neck "Which is why I have to do better."
“Ah the art of constant improvement, now that’s something I can get behind, fighting until I stand at the pinnacle of strength, leaving even the gods behind.”
"Something of the sort I suppose." He laughs "Have you been here long?"
“I’ve been here a while but I wouldn’t say a long time, how about you?”
"A few weeks, like... Three at most." He thinks.
“Ah, so I think I might have been here longer than you. That’s kinda crazy.” He says with a smile, chuckling.
He nods "Care to continue this conversation in the tavern where I'm not freezing to death?"
He nods, putting the staff on his shoulder “I didn’t even notice, but you’re right, it’s almost cold outside.” He gets walking to the tavern.
"How did you not notice it was getting cold?" He snorts, laughing a bit
“Numbed almost everything on my body, helps me fight more without worrying about pain and stuff.”
"But what if you are on fire? Would that be bad?"
“Oh yeah definitely. That would be bad, especially because I wouldn’t feel most of it.”
"Mn, I agree. I rather like my nerve endings thank you." He laughs a bit.
*We*
[I'm fucking done with existing]
*us*
*We are the legion.*
[I'm fucking done with existing]
*I want to create the most placid, calm, neutral character but have them look absolutely insane.*
[I'm fucking done with existing]
*I also kinda want to bring back my angel of knowledge, Genesis. He was funky.*
[I'm fucking done with existing]
*The funky lads are always the most fun :>*
*also sorry for gaps, i may or may not be passing out till my usual morning*
*Nah you're fine. You need to sleep :)*
[I'm fucking done with existing]
*I never want to read about velarization or syllable patterns again*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Oh dear lord, never again please.*
[I'm fucking done with existing]
*Have you ever conlanged personally?*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Unfortunately so..*
[I'm fucking done with existing]
*My first one was a pretty basic PIE Esperanto-derivative just to say “Hey I made a lil language” but my second, Peroukiv (Pèloqif) tried to emulate Semitic language structure by angling/rotating consonantal symbols to imply vowel presence, inspired by Canadian Aboriginal languages, and mixed Old English and Hebrew roots with Japanese grammar elements. It was… horrific.*
*what was yours?*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
“Oh yeah definitely. That would be bad, especially because I wouldn’t feel most of it.”
*Good morning.*
*Sometimes during 2009. I do not remember it because my brain wishes to forget everything I have learned my school day's.*
[I'm fucking done with existing]
*CRETCHUR! 💜*
[I'm fucking done with existing]
He sighs, looking up to the ceiling “I’ve got to do all of that? Even keeping you clothed? Yeah you should take some money for yourself.”
She gets herself something small to eat, taking pint sized bites, still nervous around them, but less.
He wraps her up in his arms, holding her with as much strength as he can, which isn’t very strong at the moment.
He just holds his head in his hands “Oh [gp] me. Please feed yourself the amount of food you need.”
"Mn, I agree. I rather like my nerve endings thank you." He laughs a bit.
[I'm fucking done with existing]
*Hey Wendi. Amazing to see you again.*
🩵💛🩷
[I'm fucking done with existing]