Azeral is back in town, which cannot mean anything good. The Angel of Death is currently watching a house burn down, people inside screaming in pain that is quickly drowned out by the crackling flames. He is the Judge, the Jury, but mostly the Executioner. He stands behind a young man who stares at the flames with no expression on his face. With a single swift flick of his blade, Azeral cut off their head, it falling to the ground alongside the body.
Bishop is wandering around town, humming as he picks out some ingredients for a soup he plans to make. People seem to give him a wide berth, giving him nervous glances as they have heard tales of what exactly the Marrow Folk do to those they dislike. Bishop doesn't seem to notice, too busy trying to find a perfect potato in a stack of them.
Stroth is holding what appears to be a solid cube of metal, sitting in the library. One second, it is solid, the next it turns to gas, the third second? a liquid. Suddenly, it turns back into a solid. He chuckles, stubbing out a cigarette between his fingers out on a desk beside him.
Four children, two girls (who wear a rabbit and sheep mask) and two boys (who wear a deer and harpy mask) watch him from behind a bookcase.
"If you want to watch, do it somewhere it won't make you seem suspicious." He says, chuckling.
the two boys cower behind their sisters when he speaks. The one with the sheep mask inaudibly comforts them while the one with the rabbit mask carefully approaches him
Stroth hums as he sets the cube aside and leans forward, elbows on his knees.
She tilts her head at him, reaching out to touch his nose
Stroth narrows his eyes and bares sharp teeth "No touching."
Azeral is back in town, which cannot mean anything good. The Angel of Death is currently watching a house burn down, people inside screaming in pain that is quickly drowned out by the crackling flames. He is the Judge, the Jury, but mostly the Executioner. He stands behind a young man who stares at the flames with no expression on his face. With a single swift flick of his blade, Azeral cut off their head, it falling to the ground alongside the body.
Bishop is wandering around town, humming as he picks out some ingredients for a soup he plans to make. People seem to give him a wide berth, giving him nervous glances as they have heard tales of what exactly the Marrow Folk do to those they dislike. Bishop doesn't seem to notice, too busy trying to find a perfect potato in a stack of them.
Stroth is holding what appears to be a solid cube of metal, sitting in the library. One second, it is solid, the next it turns to gas, the third second? a liquid. Suddenly, it turns back into a solid. He chuckles, stubbing out a cigarette between his fingers out on a desk beside him.
Four children, two girls (who wear a rabbit and sheep mask) and two boys (who wear a deer and harpy mask) watch him from behind a bookcase.
"If you want to watch, do it somewhere it won't make you seem suspicious." He says, chuckling.
the two boys cower behind their sisters when he speaks. The one with the sheep mask inaudibly comforts them while the one with the rabbit mask carefully approaches him
Stroth hums as he sets the cube aside and leans forward, elbows on his knees.
She tilts her head at him, reaching out to touch his nose
Stroth narrows his eyes and bares sharp teeth "No touching."
She squeaks, yanking her hand back quickly.
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Azeral is back in town, which cannot mean anything good. The Angel of Death is currently watching a house burn down, people inside screaming in pain that is quickly drowned out by the crackling flames. He is the Judge, the Jury, but mostly the Executioner. He stands behind a young man who stares at the flames with no expression on his face. With a single swift flick of his blade, Azeral cut off their head, it falling to the ground alongside the body.
Bishop is wandering around town, humming as he picks out some ingredients for a soup he plans to make. People seem to give him a wide berth, giving him nervous glances as they have heard tales of what exactly the Marrow Folk do to those they dislike. Bishop doesn't seem to notice, too busy trying to find a perfect potato in a stack of them.
Stroth is holding what appears to be a solid cube of metal, sitting in the library. One second, it is solid, the next it turns to gas, the third second? a liquid. Suddenly, it turns back into a solid. He chuckles, stubbing out a cigarette between his fingers out on a desk beside him.
Gravedigger sighs when he sees the house burning and walks over
Azeral throws the body into the flames and places the head of the young man into the shadowy folds of his cloak. He turns his attention to Gravedigger, nodding.
He nods back "what was the crime?"
"The fire was not my doing. It was his." He gestures to the charred body of the young man "Eye for an eye, now his soul rots in hell."
"as it should be"
Azeral sniffs the air and narrows his eyes "I know your smell.. The smell of death, of bone.."
"I am not surprised. it is my job to bury the dead"
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I've battled hard with the face in the mirror Every scar makes me dig down deeper Push it 'til there's nothin' more 'Cause I'm stronger than I was before
They all nod. The girl with the rabbit mask scoots closer. "A bad man...he..he stole us away from our momma and papa. He did it to so many...adults...kids..teens.."
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Leo goes to soak in the hot spring, sighing as he relaxes.
The Doctor sighs. "Shame. You lived so much longer than the others Experiment 1." he then presses a button as 1 starts to glow. *Make a dex save*
After about 30-40 minutes, Ana comes over, glistening with sweat, especially her legs. She sits outside of the spring, sighing softly, as she sees them.
(Oh she is going to tear this man apart, this is going to be mess huh?) Dex save:11
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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.'
They all nod. The girl with the rabbit mask scoots closer. "A bad man...he..he stole us away from our momma and papa. He did it to so many...adults...kids..teens.."
His frills rattle a slight bit "Do you need help finding your parents?"
Leo goes to soak in the hot spring, sighing as he relaxes.
The Doctor sighs. "Shame. You lived so much longer than the others Experiment 1." he then presses a button as 1 starts to glow. *Make a dex save*
After about 30-40 minutes, Ana comes over, glistening with sweat, especially her legs. She sits outside of the spring, sighing softly, as she sees them.
(Oh she is going to tear this man apart, this is going to be mess huh?) Dex save:11
Leo's eyes are closed and his head is tilted back.
*Oh yes. There will be* 1 explodes, dealing 18 damage
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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.
They all nod. The girl with the rabbit mask scoots closer. "A bad man...he..he stole us away from our momma and papa. He did it to so many...adults...kids..teens.."
His frills rattle a slight bit "Do you need help finding your parents?"
They all shake their head no. "They're dead." says the bunny masked girl
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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.
Leo goes to soak in the hot spring, sighing as he relaxes.
The Doctor sighs. "Shame. You lived so much longer than the others Experiment 1." he then presses a button as 1 starts to glow. *Make a dex save*
After about 30-40 minutes, Ana comes over, glistening with sweat, especially her legs. She sits outside of the spring, sighing softly, as she sees them.
(Oh she is going to tear this man apart, this is going to be mess huh?) Dex save:11
Leo's eyes are closed and his head is tilted back.
*Oh yes. There will be* 1 explodes, dealing 17 damage
She doesn't bother them, laying down behind them and beginning to massage their shoulders softly.
Merabelle looks around, looking at her hands. Tears drip to the ground as she turns to the Doctor, and tries to tackle them to the ground. Grapple:28
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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.'
Cherry walks over to him, smiling. Her cloths are messy and covered in buttercream, and cake batter
Rei is wandering around outside the inn, not noticing John
Cherry stares at the devil, confused
James looks over them curiously "I assume you're making a cake? What are you celebrating?" He asks obliviously.
He doesn't notice them either, or at least not for a whole, looking up and smiling. He makes a slightly grunt.
The devil seems to fall, though he suddenly stops, laying on the air, turning to them "Oh hey there, honoring the dead too?"
"Well, I just got a bit of ingredients, worked on it a bit" She stretches "What kinda cake do you want for our wedding?"
She than notices him "Hello"
She looks around "Oh. People died here? Poor them" She seems to actually care, despite being a famous assassin
(Ah you wrote Cherry, meant Lify.) "Kind of cake? I have a choice?" He tilts his head, looking up at them, thinking for a moment.
He smiles, "Hello." He goes back to cleaning his armor.
His red eyed pupils shine, an X and an O like tic tac toe "I know you don't care, I don't like you." He says, looking back to the building.
(Yep I'm a idiot) "Of course" She smiles
She begins to itch the thing that is keeping her alive
Cherry does not seem to care what he says "Do their families know? If not, we should probably tell them. I can give the families enough money for funerals"
Leo goes to soak in the hot spring, sighing as he relaxes.
The Doctor sighs. "Shame. You lived so much longer than the others Experiment 1." he then presses a button as 1 starts to glow. *Make a dex save*
After about 30-40 minutes, Ana comes over, glistening with sweat, especially her legs. She sits outside of the spring, sighing softly, as she sees them.
(Oh she is going to tear this man apart, this is going to be mess huh?) Dex save:11
Leo's eyes are closed and his head is tilted back.
*Oh yes. There will be* 1 explodes, dealing 17 damage
She doesn't bother them, laying down behind them and beginning to massage their shoulders softly.
Merabelle looks around, looking at her hands. Tears drip to the ground as she turns to the Doctor, and tries to tackle them to the ground. Grapple:31
Leo sighs happily. "Hi dear."
She flies through him. "Hologram Merabelle." he says with a chuckle
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Stroth narrows his eyes and bares sharp teeth "No touching."
[Taken by my squirmy wormy]
He nods. "Kay, im gonna go for a soak in the hot spring." he says, grabbing a towel and a change of clothes.
It doesn't calm down, instead becoming more reckless in its anger
STR: 14
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She squeaks, yanking her hand back quickly.
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"I think I might join you once I'm done." She gives them a kiss on the cheek before running out.
She continues to hold onto them, tight as she can, though not trying to hurt them. Grapple:17
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.'
"Well, I just got a bit of ingredients, worked on it a bit" She stretches "What kinda cake do you want for our wedding?"
She than notices him "Hello"
She looks around "Oh. People died here? Poor them" She seems to actually care, despite being a famous assassin
Sig but long ^w^
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Leo goes to soak in the hot spring, sighing as he relaxes.
The Doctor sighs. "Shame. You lived so much longer than the others Experiment 1." he then presses a button as 1 starts to glow. *Make a dex save*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I am not surprised. it is my job to bury the dead"
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've battled hard with the face in the mirror
Every scar makes me dig down deeper
Push it 'til there's nothin' more
'Cause I'm stronger than I was before
*Uh is it a 'yes' nod, or a 'no' nod?*
Sig but long ^w^
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. Also, I have a lil bean on a thread. That bean is named Ace, here is the thread
*Its a no.*
Ye old creator of characters
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"Well, ya kids need help with somethin'?"
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. Also, I have a lil bean on a thread. That bean is named Ace, here is the thread
They all nod. The girl with the rabbit mask scoots closer. "A bad man...he..he stole us away from our momma and papa. He did it to so many...adults...kids..teens.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
After about 30-40 minutes, Ana comes over, glistening with sweat, especially her legs. She sits outside of the spring, sighing softly, as she sees them.
(Oh she is going to tear this man apart, this is going to be mess huh?) Dex save:11
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.'
His frills rattle a slight bit "Do you need help finding your parents?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025 (They still alive, but banished to being a lurker now)
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. Also, I have a lil bean on a thread. That bean is named Ace, here is the thread
(Ah you wrote Cherry, meant Lify.) "Kind of cake? I have a choice?" He tilts his head, looking up at them, thinking for a moment.
He smiles, "Hello." He goes back to cleaning his armor.
His red eyed pupils shine, an X and an O like tic tac toe "I know you don't care, I don't like you." He says, looking back to the building.
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.'
Leo's eyes are closed and his head is tilted back.
*Oh yes. There will be* 1 explodes, dealing 18 damage
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They all shake their head no. "They're dead." says the bunny masked girl
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She doesn't bother them, laying down behind them and beginning to massage their shoulders softly.
Merabelle looks around, looking at her hands. Tears drip to the ground as she turns to the Doctor, and tries to tackle them to the ground. Grapple:28
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.'
(Yep I'm a idiot) "Of course" She smiles
She begins to itch the thing that is keeping her alive
Cherry does not seem to care what he says "Do their families know? If not, we should probably tell them. I can give the families enough money for funerals"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025 (They still alive, but banished to being a lurker now)
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. Also, I have a lil bean on a thread. That bean is named Ace, here is the thread
Leo sighs happily. "Hi dear."
She flies through him. "Hologram Merabelle." he says with a chuckle
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.