"What about me, then? I like giving things. Things are fun and easy. A thoughtful thing could be an incredible gift. What about gardening tools? Books? Stuff you can use to make stuff for yourself?" He puts his hands on his knees and slowly stands up, laughing. "We all have our ministries. Mine is procurement."
"Consider me a friend you don't need to give a single thing to." He smiles again, laughing gently "I agree, a thoughtful gift, one that says you were thinking about them, can make someone feel special but I don't need anything." He bows his head.
Desi folds his arms. "Alright. I'll find another way to earn your favor." He fluffs his ruffly jackets. "The Beast won't leave me alone until I do." He stands by the fire for a second longer before he turns to leave.
He gently runs his supple glove along the horse's snout, then their mane. "Wow... are they a ghost? I heard some ghosts were beautiful like this."
The sister nods "Yep, we found it wandering the Underdark, and we became friends. Now they help us whenever we call," They are very proud of their friend.
*I gotta say, that's a cool horse, but I'm not sure how to continue this.*
*Wanna start a new interaction? I have a session 0 soon, so I might leave abruptly.*
He gently runs his supple glove along the horse's snout, then their mane. "Wow... are they a ghost? I heard some ghosts were beautiful like this."
The sister nods "Yep, we found it wandering the Underdark, and we became friends. Now they help us whenever we call," They are very proud of their friend.
*I gotta say, that's a cool horse, but I'm not sure how to continue this.*
*Wanna start a new interaction?*
*Sure thing dude, I'm totally down to start a new one. Came up with the horse on the fly, based on vibes alone.*
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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 gotta say, that's a cool horse, but I'm not sure how to continue this.*
*Wanna start a new interaction?*
*Sure thing dude, I'm totally down to start a new one. Came up with the horse on the fly, based on vibes alone.*
*Epic!*
Desi is practicing with the piano in the tavern. He sings, too, his baritone voice echoing through the rafters.
"Hush little things, Now you don’t say a word. Just know at day’s end you will always return You’ll be back to the spot where it hurts when you breathe Eating bread off the ground with your baby milk teeth If you dared to look up, then your mercy would stop And the things that are in would come out (Oh no!) But turn on the lights, you won’t be the same guy And the stars will call out, so you know As above, so below..."
Desi walks over casually, then drags a finger along the flat of the scimitar and tastes the blood. "Hm. Do you envenom your weapons?"
“Yep. I secrete a lovely little toxin that can do some nasty things to your brain and soul…”
He nods and smiles. "Interesting. Since you're a demon and demons are just like that, I assume I just consumed a lethal dose for a pod of blue whales or something along those lines?" He seems very chill about this prospect. "Regardless, it has a good flavor."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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"I know." He chuckles and hugs them
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
They look at the craftsmaship of the ornament with astonishment, their hair softly shifting from the pat.
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 know what this is called?" Gigli asked them.
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
*I shall be back in thirty minutes or less. I must return home now.*
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
They shake their head, obviously curious to know "I... make pottery from clay... I didn't know anything like that could be made from glass..."
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.)
*See ya then.*
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 usual…”
“Oh, uh, sure! What’s up?” Mauric grabs a canister of Lord’s Rest-brand acid and quickly dissolves the oozes.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“You are wrong.”
“Hm?” Riotan takes it, looking into 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.
Desi folds his arms. "Alright. I'll find another way to earn your favor." He fluffs his ruffly jackets. "The Beast won't leave me alone until I do." He stands by the fire for a second longer before he turns to leave.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Tycho happily hugs him back
"Definitely not, the story is better, and Luigi actually gets to take part."
Within a bear skin broth, smelling delicious "There ya go."
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 gotta say, that's a cool horse, but I'm not sure how to continue this.*
*Wanna start a new interaction? I have a session 0 soon, so I might leave abruptly.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Sure thing dude, I'm totally down to start a new one. Came up with the horse on the fly, based on vibes alone.*
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 disagree, but that’s not a big deal.”
Rio drinks it energetically in one go. “Thanks so much.”
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 walks over, pocketing his GBA "It looks very well crafted though."
"It ain't nothin', I had broth ta spare an' thought o' ya." She smiles, hands on her hips. The broth as delicious as it smells, of course.
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.)
Desi walks over casually, then drags a finger along the flat of the scimitar and tastes the blood. "Hm. Do you envenom your weapons?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Yep. I secrete a lovely little toxin that can do some nasty things to your brain and soul…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Epic!*
Desi is practicing with the piano in the tavern. He sings, too, his baritone voice echoing through the rafters.
"Hush little things,
Now you don’t say a word.
Just know at day’s end you will always return
You’ll be back to the spot where it hurts when you breathe
Eating bread off the ground with your baby milk teeth
If you dared to look up, then your mercy would stop
And the things that are in would come out (Oh no!)
But turn on the lights, you won’t be the same guy
And the stars will call out, so you know
As above, so below..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Thank you. Papercraft is a nice hobby.”
“You’re very thoughtful. I probably don’t deserve it though…”
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 nods and smiles. "Interesting. Since you're a demon and demons are just like that, I assume I just consumed a lethal dose for a pod of blue whales or something along those lines?" He seems very chill about this prospect. "Regardless, it has a good flavor."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels