Riotan has been violently eating the bars of his cell for the past 51 hours.
Mauric is trying to help Samaritan plan.
Thirteen is almost done with his manuscript.
Loriche is putting a bull figurehead on her shield.
Eito is contemplating.
Yod is making his own arrows.
Malafasa is flying up into the mountains.
Thorne comes downstairs, the smell of brimstone filling the air as Samaritan follows behind him. Thorne gestures to Samaritan and sighs "He.. has requested to remove you from the prison and take you back to his lodgings under the agreement that we are able to monitor you." Thorne says, though his tone his agitated.
"Sweet. I was getting bored." He says happily, unwrapping his jaws from around the bars.
Samaritan walks back upstairs with Thorne, filling out some paperwork before heading outside with Riotan. He is quiet, seeming annoyed due to the amount of smoke coming off of him.
Riotan has been violently eating the bars of his cell for the past 51 hours.
Mauric is trying to help Samaritan plan.
Thirteen is almost done with his manuscript.
Loriche is putting a bull figurehead on her shield.
Eito is contemplating.
Yod is making his own arrows.
Malafasa is flying up into the mountains.
Thorne comes downstairs, the smell of brimstone filling the air as Samaritan follows behind him. Thorne gestures to Samaritan and sighs "He.. has requested to remove you from the prison and take you back to his lodgings under the agreement that we are able to monitor you." Thorne says, though his tone his agitated.
"Sweet. I was getting bored." He says happily, unwrapping his jaws from around the bars.
Samaritan walks back upstairs with Thorne, filling out some paperwork before heading outside with Riotan. He is quiet, seeming annoyed due to the amount of smoke coming off of him.
"I'm sorry I couldn't get a message out to you. This is a pretty awful way to start out my first week as your fiance..." He seems genuinely apologetic.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Riotan has been violently eating the bars of his cell for the past 51 hours.
Mauric is trying to help Samaritan plan.
Thirteen is almost done with his manuscript.
Loriche is putting a bull figurehead on her shield.
Eito is contemplating.
Yod is making his own arrows.
Malafasa is flying up into the mountains.
Thorne comes downstairs, the smell of brimstone filling the air as Samaritan follows behind him. Thorne gestures to Samaritan and sighs "He.. has requested to remove you from the prison and take you back to his lodgings under the agreement that we are able to monitor you." Thorne says, though his tone his agitated.
"Sweet. I was getting bored." He says happily, unwrapping his jaws from around the bars.
Samaritan walks back upstairs with Thorne, filling out some paperwork before heading outside with Riotan. He is quiet, seeming annoyed due to the amount of smoke coming off of him.
"I'm sorry I couldn't get a message out to you. This is a pretty awful way to start out my first week as your fiance..." He seems genuinely apologetic.
He sighs and picks him up, holding him "I thought something happened to you only to find out the police took you in. Got no beef with them but kinda biased to be taking you in."
Rag is overjoyed about everything that has been going on recently, things have been good, but they are only getting better. He’s currently serving up soup for people in need.
*Sure. I got Basil, Edward, Yuri, Thorne, and Sable.*
*uhhh gimme sable, and Ig Edward and somebody else who might be interested in a polycule.*
*Uh, I got a silly uncontained entity of darkness who likes to eat people. He is a dramatic, charismatic, hedonistic elder evil.*
Sable is pacing around the Marrow Home, trying to do something to pass the time.
Edward is outside smoking, trying to ignore a headache that is forming.
*hmm... I dunno if that would work.*
Lilac is watching them pace, concerned.
The dragonness trio is sitting on a nearby bench, reading.
*Uhhh, I don't know then really. Most of my guys are humanoid.*
Sable sighs and scratches the back of his neck, moreso scratching the bites on his neck that have been there for nearly a century.
Edward glances over at them, looking annoyed but not really underneath.
*humanoid is fine, he just sounds like a dom.*
"Are you okay?" she finally asks, approaching him
Sylvin feels his eyes and looks up, smiling.
*He's a switch lol, but leans towards top*
Sable snarls, baring his fangs "What do you want?"
He nods at them, stubbing out his cigarette.
*we might be able to work him in then, if he'd be willing to sub*
She backs up, frowning. "Just to make sure you're okay..."
She waves, going back to her book
*I got an angry halfling man who is a bottom (GP).*
"I'm not.. the voices are saying to slaughter all of them to prepare a feast but I can't." He says softly, covering his ears.
He goes back to staring into the distance.
*bellisimo*
"Well, that sounds awful.. have you tried sitting in a dark quiet room, or reading?"
In a poof of flame, she appears on the bench closest to him.
Anson (Yes, this is the dude I modeled after Chilchuck from Dungeon Meshi before it became popular) back in town, and grumpy as ever. The lockpick is sitting at the bar, looking over a map while biting his fingernails.
"Many a time, yes." He grumbles and gestures to the entire house.
Edward helps and jumps away, his fur puffing up.
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"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
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“I’m huge, and I guess I’m a little too heavy too.” He says with a chuckle.
She gives them a light peck on the nose, “Okay, they look amazing, just don’t want to worry about you getting hurt again.”
Omi approaches, holding something behind his back
Cevin is cleaning his gun, just hanging out with them.
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
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2-13-25
*He's a switch lol, but leans towards top*
Sable snarls, baring his fangs "What do you want?"
He nods at them, stubbing out his cigarette.
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
Samaritan walks back upstairs with Thorne, filling out some paperwork before heading outside with Riotan. He is quiet, seeming annoyed due to the amount of smoke coming off of him.
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
*Does anyone else wanna rp?*
"I just thought it was a willing thing." she smiles, nuzzling into his neck
"I feel fine, I promise." he holds the side of their face
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2-13-25
😶🌫️
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
*we might be able to work him in then, if he'd be willing to sub*
She backs up, frowning. "Just to make sure you're okay..."
She waves, going back to her book
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO
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S♡J
2-13-25
*it's been two days and i still don't know what's behind his back*
Eito opens their eyes, looking up at him and smiling.
"Does your gun have a name or anything?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I'm sorry I couldn't get a message out to you. This is a pretty awful way to start out my first week as your fiance..." He seems genuinely apologetic.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I got an angry halfling man who is a bottom (GP).*
"I'm not.. the voices are saying to slaughter all of them to prepare a feast but I can't." He says softly, covering his ears.
He goes back to staring into the distance.
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
"Hey, I have... something for you." he says, not exactly meeting their eyes
*I keep missing your reply or getting cold shouldered*
"Wyvern." he says simply, spinning the cylinder.
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO
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S♡J
2-13-25
*I’ll take that as a yes, who would you like?*
He sighs and picks him up, holding him "I thought something happened to you only to find out the police took you in. Got no beef with them but kinda biased to be taking you in."
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
*Meesa izza hassa rag?*
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
He holds them tightly, though not enough to crush them, “It’s comforting, a bed I can fit in.”
She kisses their hand, “I believe you, stay that way.” She says with a sigh.
*bellisimo*
"Well, that sounds awful.. have you tried sitting in a dark quiet room, or reading?"
In a poof of flame, she appears on the bench closest to him.
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO
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S♡J
2-13-25
*A single Rag? Of course you may.*
Rag is overjoyed about everything that has been going on recently, things have been good, but they are only getting better. He’s currently serving up soup for people in need.
"Mmm..Youre comforting as well.." she looks into his eyes, her own sparkling.
"I'll try.. But, off topic.. that Clem worries me."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO
[Enter: A new RP Thread: Anytown, USA] (That's a link.. Please click it.)
S♡J
2-13-25
Anson (Yes, this is the dude I modeled after Chilchuck from Dungeon Meshi before it became popular) back in town, and grumpy as ever. The lockpick is sitting at the bar, looking over a map while biting his fingernails.
"Many a time, yes." He grumbles and gestures to the entire house.
Edward helps and jumps away, his fur puffing up.
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]