*Anybody want to rp for a little bit even though I'm busy? If not, I'll just be here working on stuff. Hope all yall are doin' good either way.*
*I would like to RP.*
Max, dressed in his Bimothy Bear suit, is performing in the park. A local politician sits at a nearby bench, visibly on edge and watching the mascot pass out food and balloons. Bimothy slowly turns his head to make eye contact with the politician, holding up a finger to his lips before the man on the bench looks away.
Rag was going on a walk when he saw both of these occurrences in the distance. He decides to be slightly stealthy, and without anyone noticing, walks behind the politician, the only indication he ever arrived there being his shadow looming over them.
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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.'
Omori is on the roof of the Inn once more, practicing her attempts to cast Mage Hand. Amber sits close by, watching the little aspiring mage.
Isaac heads up "saw you were up here. how is your practice going?"
"Hey, Isaac! It's going alright." She attempts the spell again- for about half a second, a barely-visible hand of magical energy appears- and contorts into a bunch of translucent tendrils before winking out of existence again. Omori and Amber both seem confused.
"I can try to help if you want"
"Sure!" She happily chirps. Her raven familiar croaks, flying from their previous perch to her shoulder.
Isaac's bird chirps at the raven
"I've been at this for a while- I can conjure the hand decently enough, but whenever I try to move it... well, you saw what happened." She explains.
"hmm. how are you trying to move it?"
"Trying to visualize where I want it to go and gently tugging the magic hand in that direction."
"you keeping concentration on the hand as well?"
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"Alright then. I'll be back in a bit, probably. Don't feel the need to uh, wait around for me." He heads for the warehouse, knocking at the door when he gets there (unless some complication stops him from arriving, of course).
There is no complication that stops him, though the constructs watch him as he moves towards the warehouse until they vanish from his sight. The sound of a tinny radio playing music can be heard coming from inside the structure, and when he knocks on the door- after the sounds of many, many locks being un-locked- KK opens the door.
"Oh, hello again! What brings you to my studio?"
He's a little surprised to see her. "Oh, hello! I was curious about all the constructs I was seeing. They look very nice. Are you the designer behind them?" He fidgets with his tie a bit.
Max, dressed in his Bimothy Bear suit, is performing in the park. A local politician sits at a nearby bench, visibly on edge and watching the mascot pass out food and balloons. Bimothy slowly turns his head to make eye contact with the politician, holding up a finger to his lips before the man on the bench looks away.
Rag was going on a walk when he saw both of these occurrences in the distance. He decides to be slightly stealthy, and without anyone noticing, walks behind the politician, the only indication he ever arrived there being his shadow looming over them.
The politician doesn't look up. "Jeffrey... Jeffrey, that's him. That's the bear I saw. The one that accused me of fearmongering. Now he's playing hide-and-seek with my daughter! Dear gods, it's like something out of a nightmare..." He whispers.
Max, dressed in his Bimothy Bear suit, is performing in the park. A local politician sits at a nearby bench, visibly on edge and watching the mascot pass out food and balloons. Bimothy slowly turns his head to make eye contact with the politician, holding up a finger to his lips before the man on the bench looks away.
Rag was going on a walk when he saw both of these occurrences in the distance. He decides to be slightly stealthy, and without anyone noticing, walks behind the politician, the only indication he ever arrived there being his shadow looming over them.
The politician doesn't look up. "Jeffrey... Jeffrey, that's him. That's the bear I saw. The one that accused me of fearmongering. Now he's playing hide-and-seek with my daughter! Dear gods, it's like something out of a nightmare..." He whispers.
He taps the man's shoulder softly "You may want to calm down sir, worrying does no one any good. Your daughter seems happy at the moment, it is best you savor the joy your child brings before it is gone." He says, thinking back to his own son, sighing deeply.
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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 politician doesn't look up. "Jeffrey... Jeffrey, that's him. That's the bear I saw. The one that accused me of fearmongering. Now he's playing hide-and-seek with my daughter! Dear gods, it's like something out of a nightmare..." He whispers.
He taps the man's shoulder softly "You may want to calm down sir, worrying does no one any good. Your daughter seems happy at the moment, it is best you savor the joy your child brings before it is gone." He says, thinking back to his own son, sighing deeply.
"But... she could be in danger! I shouldn't have brought her outside, Jeffrey... inside is so much safer... could have invited some of her friends over... but then again, the bear did appear in my room last time... He could have killed me in a moment if he chose to! I'm sure of it!"
Bimothy Bear waves at Rag before returning to his game. He's pretending not to hear the politician's daughter giggling and crouching behind a trash can in her pretty pink dress.
The politician doesn't look up. "Jeffrey... Jeffrey, that's him. That's the bear I saw. The one that accused me of fearmongering. Now he's playing hide-and-seek with my daughter! Dear gods, it's like something out of a nightmare..." He whispers.
He taps the man's shoulder softly "You may want to calm down sir, worrying does no one any good. Your daughter seems happy at the moment, it is best you savor the joy your child brings before it is gone." He says, thinking back to his own son, sighing deeply.
"But... she could be in danger! I shouldn't have brought her outside, Jeffrey... inside is so much safer... could have invited some of her friends over... but then again, the bear did appear in my room last time... He could have killed me in a moment if he chose to! I'm sure of it!"
Bimothy Bear waves at Rag before returning to his game. He's pretending not to hear the politician's daughter giggling and crouching behind a trash can in her pretty pink dress.
He smiles and waves back at them "He will not kill your child, they are safe from harm. You must let them experience life, no matter the dangers they may encounter, trapping them in a tower does make them safe, but it makes them equally imprisoned. Would you want to imprison your daughter?" He says, sitting next to the bench they are sitting on, calm as they watch.
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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.'
"But... she could be in danger! I shouldn't have brought her outside, Jeffrey... inside is so much safer... could have invited some of her friends over... but then again, the bear did appear in my room last time... He could have killed me in a moment if he chose to! I'm sure of it!"
Bimothy Bear waves at Rag before returning to his game. He's pretending not to hear the politician's daughter giggling and crouching behind a trash can in her pretty pink dress.
He smiles and waves back at them "He will not kill your child, they are safe from harm. You must let them experience life, no matter the dangers they may encounter, trapping them in a tower does make them safe, but it makes them equally imprisoned. Would you want to imprison your daughter?" He says, sitting next to the bench they are sitting on, calm as they watch.
"N-no... of course not... she's everything to me... But have you seen the news? All sorts of criminals and deviants... I just want to clean up these streets, and that bear told me to stop. Made a big philosophical debate about it too. I wouldn't be surprised if he had a script inside that suit of his..." He wrings his hands, still not looking at Rag. "He said I had to be quiet about these things... but if we don't keep people informed, how will they know about all the issues plaguing our society? If we make a show of capturing the criminals, then less people will be willing to do evil, don't you agree?"
Bimothy accidentally makes eye contact with the child, causing her to squeal with joy and jump up and down. "You found me!" She laughs. "My turn!"
Rag was going on a walk when he saw both of these occurrences in the distance. He decides to be slightly stealthy, and without anyone noticing, walks behind the politician, the only indication he ever arrived there being his shadow looming over them.
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.)
*Like actually levels of exhaustion or something? Seems balanced to me.*
Akira decides to be nosey like he always is, and walks over to the dummies "Huh, now you've got to get new ones."
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.)
*Yup*
He nods, hands on his knees and breathing heavily
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"you keeping concentration on the hand as well?"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
He's a little surprised to see her. "Oh, hello! I was curious about all the constructs I was seeing. They look very nice. Are you the designer behind them?" He fidgets with his tie a bit.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"You good man? Looks like you pushed yourself a little too hard." He points at some of his chakra points, trying to rejuvenate him a bit.
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.)
He nods. "Just tired. Don't have enough stamina to keep up."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The politician doesn't look up. "Jeffrey... Jeffrey, that's him. That's the bear I saw. The one that accused me of fearmongering. Now he's playing hide-and-seek with my daughter! Dear gods, it's like something out of a nightmare..." He whispers.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Maybe don't go all out against the dummies next time. Leave your wrath for your enemies and all that."
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.)
He taps the man's shoulder softly "You may want to calm down sir, worrying does no one any good. Your daughter seems happy at the moment, it is best you savor the joy your child brings before it is gone." He says, thinking back to his own son, sighing deeply.
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.)
He nods
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He picks them up "Akira, nice to meet you."
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.)
"But... she could be in danger! I shouldn't have brought her outside, Jeffrey... inside is so much safer... could have invited some of her friends over... but then again, the bear did appear in my room last time... He could have killed me in a moment if he chose to! I'm sure of it!"
Bimothy Bear waves at Rag before returning to his game. He's pretending not to hear the politician's daughter giggling and crouching behind a trash can in her pretty pink dress.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Thorfinn."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He smiles and waves back at them "He will not kill your child, they are safe from harm. You must let them experience life, no matter the dangers they may encounter, trapping them in a tower does make them safe, but it makes them equally imprisoned. Would you want to imprison your daughter?" He says, sitting next to the bench they are sitting on, calm as they watch.
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.)
"Who are you fighting so hard to kill?"
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 Lich."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"A what?" He says, tilting his head.
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.)
"N-no... of course not... she's everything to me... But have you seen the news? All sorts of criminals and deviants... I just want to clean up these streets, and that bear told me to stop. Made a big philosophical debate about it too. I wouldn't be surprised if he had a script inside that suit of his..." He wrings his hands, still not looking at Rag. "He said I had to be quiet about these things... but if we don't keep people informed, how will they know about all the issues plaguing our society? If we make a show of capturing the criminals, then less people will be willing to do evil, don't you agree?"
Bimothy accidentally makes eye contact with the child, causing her to squeal with joy and jump up and down. "You found me!" She laughs. "My turn!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Undead wizard."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.