So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
(Okay, cool. Here's the rerolled attack rolls, still using the damage numbers from above: 181314179)
*I was planning for KK to propose first at some point, and when I saw Henry propose, I thought it'd be cute for them to sync up lol*
KK holds him and remains kissing him for just as long, seemingly either not needing to breathe or just not caring to. When they do eventually part, she does take a second to catch her breath again, still with the biggest smile on her face. "It's... well, it's perfect. I wouldn't change a single thing."
Only the first attack hits her, as she dodges all of the others. She charges back into the fray, having lost the Sunbeam, she enters a rage to boost her damage just a little bit more, clawing at them with heavy smites on top. To hit:162827 (Reckless Attacks for each) Damage:91012 Smite damage:231312
He catches his own breaths, wiping away her and his own tears with a smile just as wide on his face. If he could be grinning from ear to ear, he would be, his eyes shining with that bright moonlit silver. "Neither would I... we should find a way to celebrate somehow, do you have anything you've wanted to do?" He says, his mind racing with the strongest drug of all, Love.
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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'll go into somethin we call 'Cyberpyscosis.' Makes me unstable and dangerous. Immune to pain. If that ever happens I'd need to get put down. And nah, it don't hurt. Just tickles a bit."
She leans her head against them, looking sadden by that "I don't want you to be put down... I like you... promise not to go into Cyberpyscosis or anything, okay?" (Man, Cyberpunk Edgerunners is pain.)
*Imma give you a hint on whos gonna pancake X. "None leave the slaughterhouse. Not alive."*
He holds up his human pinky. "I pinky promise kiddo."
*I knew, I just had to make sure, that's why I mentioned Edgerunners.*
She holds out her own pinky, doing the pinky promise "Good." She says with a smile.
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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'll go into somethin we call 'Cyberpyscosis.' Makes me unstable and dangerous. Immune to pain. If that ever happens I'd need to get put down. And nah, it don't hurt. Just tickles a bit."
She leans her head against them, looking sadden by that "I don't want you to be put down... I like you... promise not to go into Cyberpyscosis or anything, okay?" (Man, Cyberpunk Edgerunners is pain.)
*Imma give you a hint on whos gonna pancake X. "None leave the slaughterhouse. Not alive."*
He holds up his human pinky. "I pinky promise kiddo."
*I knew, I just had to make sure, that's why I mentioned Edgerunners.*
She holds out her own pinky, doing the pinky promise "Good." She says with a smile.
*Edgerunners and 2077 have Adam Smasher*
"And, look, if I ever do go pyshco and die, I want you to get my lungs alright? You got a lot more years left." he says, smiling.
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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.
Mckinley is out cold on a stump outside, a flagon of heavy rum in her left hand and an empty bottle in her right. Her hair resembles a gunpowder blast, black and wild, char sticking out in spikes.
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"I'll go into somethin we call 'Cyberpyscosis.' Makes me unstable and dangerous. Immune to pain. If that ever happens I'd need to get put down. And nah, it don't hurt. Just tickles a bit."
She leans her head against them, looking sadden by that "I don't want you to be put down... I like you... promise not to go into Cyberpyscosis or anything, okay?" (Man, Cyberpunk Edgerunners is pain.)
*Imma give you a hint on whos gonna pancake X. "None leave the slaughterhouse. Not alive."*
He holds up his human pinky. "I pinky promise kiddo."
*I knew, I just had to make sure, that's why I mentioned Edgerunners.*
She holds out her own pinky, doing the pinky promise "Good." She says with a smile.
*Edgerunners and 2077 have Adam Smasher*
"And, look, if I ever do go pyshco and die, I want you to get my lungs alright? You got a lot more years left." he says, smiling.
*I haven't played 2077, but the show devastated me emotionally.*
She shakes her head "How about this, you get me a pair of lungs like yours when we get the chance? You've got a lot of years too."
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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'll go into somethin we call 'Cyberpyscosis.' Makes me unstable and dangerous. Immune to pain. If that ever happens I'd need to get put down. And nah, it don't hurt. Just tickles a bit."
She leans her head against them, looking sadden by that "I don't want you to be put down... I like you... promise not to go into Cyberpyscosis or anything, okay?" (Man, Cyberpunk Edgerunners is pain.)
*Imma give you a hint on whos gonna pancake X. "None leave the slaughterhouse. Not alive."*
He holds up his human pinky. "I pinky promise kiddo."
*I knew, I just had to make sure, that's why I mentioned Edgerunners.*
She holds out her own pinky, doing the pinky promise "Good." She says with a smile.
*Edgerunners and 2077 have Adam Smasher*
"And, look, if I ever do go pyshco and die, I want you to get my lungs alright? You got a lot more years left." he says, smiling.
*I haven't played 2077, but the show devastated me emotionally.*
She shakes her head "How about this, you get me a pair of lungs like yours when we get the chance? You've got a lot of years too."
*Yeah, same here*
He laughs, a good and hearty laugh. "Alright. That's a deal." he keeps an eye out for assassins.
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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.
He laughs, a good and hearty laugh. "Alright. That's a deal." he keeps an eye out for assassins.
She leans into him as they head home. He does make eye contact with what appears to be an archer, nodding to them respectfully, as a sign they've got any outside the house.
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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.'
Mckinley is out cold on a stump outside, a flagon of heavy rum in her left hand and an empty bottle in her right. Her hair resembles a gunpowder blast, black and wild, char sticking out in spikes.
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He laughs, a good and hearty laugh. "Alright. That's a deal." he keeps an eye out for assassins.
She leans into him as they head home. He does make eye contact with what appears to be an archer, nodding to them respectfully, as a sign they've got any outside the house.
He sets her down once back at the house. "Im gonna make a call for ya okay? Gonna get in touch with my ripper. See if he's got any lungs."
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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.
He laughs, a good and hearty laugh. "Alright. That's a deal." he keeps an eye out for assassins.
She leans into him as they head home. He does make eye contact with what appears to be an archer, nodding to them respectfully, as a sign they've got any outside the house.
He sets her down once back at the house. "Im gonna make a call for ya okay? Gonna get in touch with my ripper. See if he's got any lungs."
She nods, running inside of the house without them. The archer jumps from their concealed spot, a teenager with plain clothes and extra large ears.
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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.'
(hi Theren)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
Only the first attack hits her, as she dodges all of the others. She charges back into the fray, having lost the Sunbeam, she enters a rage to boost her damage just a little bit more, clawing at them with heavy smites on top. To hit:16 28 27 (Reckless Attacks for each) Damage:9 10 12 Smite damage:23 13 12
He catches his own breaths, wiping away her and his own tears with a smile just as wide on his face. If he could be grinning from ear to ear, he would be, his eyes shining with that bright moonlit silver. "Neither would I... we should find a way to celebrate somehow, do you have anything you've wanted to do?" He says, his mind racing with the strongest drug of all, Love.
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 never watched star trek so I'd have to go with star wars*
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*I knew, I just had to make sure, that's why I mentioned Edgerunners.*
She holds out her own pinky, doing the pinky promise "Good." She says with a smile.
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 turns to them, taking a deep breath "It's okay, I want to go, do you want to 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.)
*Edgerunners and 2077 have Adam Smasher*
"And, look, if I ever do go pyshco and die, I want you to get my lungs alright? You got a lot more years left." he says, smiling.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Mckinley is out cold on a stump outside, a flagon of heavy rum in her left hand and an empty bottle in her right. Her hair resembles a gunpowder blast, black and wild, char sticking out in spikes.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Wind pauses "Are you sure you want to go"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*I haven't played 2077, but the show devastated me emotionally.*
She shakes her head "How about this, you get me a pair of lungs like yours when we get the chance? You've got a lot of years too."
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.)
"If you want to go, I'll be right behind you." He says with a smile.
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.)
*Yeah, same here*
He laughs, a good and hearty laugh. "Alright. That's a deal." he keeps an eye out for assassins.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Drew a tiny hellboy.*
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
*love tiny hellboys my favorite.*
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.)
She leans into him as they head home. He does make eye contact with what appears to be an archer, nodding to them respectfully, as a sign they've got any outside the house.
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'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He sets her down once back at the house. "Im gonna make a call for ya okay? Gonna get in touch with my ripper. See if he's got any lungs."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Wind thinks for a second "Okay!" Wind walks over to the mountain
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*There was more people*
"Oh yeah, i've been told that before." he nods, laughing softly
She nods, running inside of the house without them. The archer jumps from their concealed spot, a teenager with plain clothes and extra large ears.
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 follows after them up the mountain, doing what he can.
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.)