*you could heal me with either electrical tape or rp*
*rp it is*
Mac is staring at a baggie on the table, zoned out
River is sharpening his new tools
Someone he can’t discern walks up behind him. “You alright?”
Loriche heads over to his residence.
"No." he says simply, about to burst into tears
The presence of malice and dread is thick sorrounding his shipping container.
"I didn't think so." A hand settles on Mac's shoulder.
"Hey, those tools serving you well?"
"I just.. I don't wanna sniffle be here anymore." he exhales shakily.. "W-who are you?.."
"Oh, yes.. They are.. Perfect." he says simply.
"Who did you think?" It's Rio.
"Whatcha using them for?"
"I.. wasn't sure.. You shouldnt be here.."
"Family business." he taps his nose, as in 'hush-hush'.
"Maybe. But I had to be here. For your sake and mine. And everyone's, to be frank."
"...okay."
"You should just leave me, and go to your husband" He spits out the last word, tears falling silently.
"I'm a very bad man, Loriche. Just a slightly less bad man then the rest."
"He's not in danger right now, and we're not married yet either. There's a far more pressing need right in front of me."
"Eh. I can't judge anybody, really."
"You don't care about me, there's no reason for you to" he grabs the baggie, stuffing into his pocket
"I don't hurt the innocent, though. I would never dare do such a thing"
"Are you kidding me?!" Riotan looks astonished and a bit upset. He takes hold of Mac's wrist. "Please. Give it to me, Mac."
"That's what I'd hoped. It'd be a shame to have to drive you out of my woods, you seem like good company."
"No." he says flatly, tearing himself away from Rio and scooting away
"Some have said that, most believe it. The world has become more welcoming to 'vigilantes', meaning my son, nor me, will have to hide what we do. I do not yet have a son." he adds after a moment.
Rio sits down next to him slowly. "Please. I'm begging you."
"What if you have a daughter?"
"Get away from me." he pushes Rio away with his hinds, "I'll.. I'll eat the whole thing."
"She will be.. a regular citizen."
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Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
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Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
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Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
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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.
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
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Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 28
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
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Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
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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.
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
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Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
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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.
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
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Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
"Please... please..." Riotan mutters. He removes his dental sheaths and lets some of his glowing venom pool in the palm of his hand. "This stuff is only deadly intravenously... but it should induce vomiting... just swallow it please..." He lets the fluid drip into Mac's mouth.
"Cook 'em and feed 'em to Clover and Home."
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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.
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
"Please... please..." Riotan mutters. He removes his dental sheaths and lets some of his glowing venom pool in the palm of his hand. "This stuff is only deadly intravenously... but it should induce vomiting... just swallow it please..." He lets the fluid drip into Mac's mouth.
"Cook 'em and feed 'em to Clover and Home."
"I'm sorry... You'll be much happier.. with your husband." he shuts his mouth before the liquid can enter. Most likely will die in a few turns.
"Ahh, cool. By the way, can you see that?" he points to the ground, at a creature invisible to all, save the highly spiritual sensitive
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Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
"Please... please..." Riotan mutters. He removes his dental sheaths and lets some of his glowing venom pool in the palm of his hand. "This stuff is only deadly intravenously... but it should induce vomiting... just swallow it please..." He lets the fluid drip into Mac's mouth.
"Cook 'em and feed 'em to Clover and Home."
"I'm sorry... You'll be much happier.. with your husband." he shuts his mouth before the liquid can enter. Most likely will die in a few turns.
"Ahh, cool. By the way, can you see that?" he points to the ground, at a creature invisible to all, save the highly spiritual sensitive
"NO!" Rio wrenches your jaw down and lets his mouth gape open above yours so the venom can flow freely inside. Strength: 24
"See what?"
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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.
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
"Please... please..." Riotan mutters. He removes his dental sheaths and lets some of his glowing venom pool in the palm of his hand. "This stuff is only deadly intravenously... but it should induce vomiting... just swallow it please..." He lets the fluid drip into Mac's mouth.
"Cook 'em and feed 'em to Clover and Home."
"I'm sorry... You'll be much happier.. with your husband." he shuts his mouth before the liquid can enter. Most likely will die in a few turns.
"Ahh, cool. By the way, can you see that?" he points to the ground, at a creature invisible to all, save the highly spiritual sensitive
"NO!" Rio wrenches your jaw down and lets his mouth gape open above yours so the venom can flow freely inside. Strength: 24
"See what?"
"Just let me go!" he says pushing Rio off of him, though a slight amount of venom entered his mouth
"Nevermind. A trick of the light.."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
"Please... please..." Riotan mutters. He removes his dental sheaths and lets some of his glowing venom pool in the palm of his hand. "This stuff is only deadly intravenously... but it should induce vomiting... just swallow it please..." He lets the fluid drip into Mac's mouth.
"Cook 'em and feed 'em to Clover and Home."
"I'm sorry... You'll be much happier.. with your husband." he shuts his mouth before the liquid can enter. Most likely will die in a few turns.
"Ahh, cool. By the way, can you see that?" he points to the ground, at a creature invisible to all, save the highly spiritual sensitive
"NO!" Rio wrenches your jaw down and lets his mouth gape open above yours so the venom can flow freely inside. Strength: 24
"See what?"
"Just let me go!" he says pushing Rio off of him, though a slight amount of venom entered his mouth
"Nevermind. A trick of the light.."
"NEVER!!" Riotan grabs his shoulders and attempts to try and rub your nose and throat to force swallowing. Sleight of Hand: 14
She turns back. "Okay..."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
"You made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 13
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
He grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
"Please... please..." Riotan mutters. He removes his dental sheaths and lets some of his glowing venom pool in the palm of his hand. "This stuff is only deadly intravenously... but it should induce vomiting... just swallow it please..." He lets the fluid drip into Mac's mouth.
"Cook 'em and feed 'em to Clover and Home."
"I'm sorry... You'll be much happier.. with your husband." he shuts his mouth before the liquid can enter. Most likely will die in a few turns.
"Ahh, cool. By the way, can you see that?" he points to the ground, at a creature invisible to all, save the highly spiritual sensitive
"NO!" Rio wrenches your jaw down and lets his mouth gape open above yours so the venom can flow freely inside. Strength: 24
"See what?"
"Just let me go!" he says pushing Rio off of him, though a slight amount of venom entered his mouth
"Nevermind. A trick of the light.."
"NEVER!!" Riotan grabs his shoulders and attempts to try and rub his nose and throat to force swallowing. Sleight of Hand: 21
She turns back. "Okay..."
Mac coughs and swallows the venom, weakly pushing at Rio and crying
"Anyway.. What to do..."
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
"Get away from me." he pushes Rio away with his hinds, "I'll.. I'll eat the whole thing."
"She will be.. a regular citizen."
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*cut*
Rio quickly stands and backs away, but doesn't leave.
"And what if you thought you had a son but it turns out you had a daughter by the time you already trained her?"
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 made a choice a long time ago, but so did I.."
"Then I have another child, and the daughter becomes the Spark."
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"Yeah, but you can always make another one. And this time, I really need you to make this choice for your own well-being. Please."
"The what?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Why do you need me alive so bad?" he spits out
"A long time ago, my family perfected the formula for the creation of a cold killer. It involves the Spark, a female-figure in the child's life. She is to be killed in front of the child on his third birthday, in a shipping container: We are Born in Blood."
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"Because you're worth it. So much so. I can't give any reason more than that because it's just that simple. I'm happy whenever I see that you're still surviving, and I know you can keep surviving. And I'll be there to help you get through the work it takes to do that. I can't say it'll be easy but it'll be worth it in every way."
"Wh..."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"No, you're lying. You don't care, I'm just an inconsequential part of your life." he opens the baggie
"A strange tradition.. but one I cannot break free from. Until the current Morgan in power fails to reproduce or is killed, the cycle will continue."
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
Riotan takes a single step forward. "Mac. I am not only your friend, but your patron in terms of your warlock abilities. And as your patron, I am bound by certain laws of the universe that facilitate the transfer of power between mortals and metaphysical beings. And do you know what one of those laws is? That I cannot lie to you." Persuasion: 28
"Uh." Loriche has no way to respond to this.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*not that easily persuaded* "I still don't believe you.. I don't care anymore." he tosses the bag into his mouth, clenching his jaw
"All goes to say that it's all willing, the Spark anyway. Sorry to drop that on you."
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
Riotan yells something in Abyssal and swoops forward, striking Mac in the gut, trying to force him to either heave or vomit in some capacity. Strength: 21
"...gotcha..."
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 grunts, a bit of blood dripping out of his mouth. He coughs again and spits out an empty bag.
"So, how're you?"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." He mumbles, grabbing Mac and laying him down on the seat of the booth. "I need narcan... or the next best thing..." He feels for a pulse and checks Mac's pupils.
"Peachy. I've been trying to teach my cat to hunt little birds for me."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
His breathing is erratic, pulse slow and pupils dull. He coughs and grabs Rio's wrist. "I... I-I..."
"What do you do with the birds?"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"Please... please..." Riotan mutters. He removes his dental sheaths and lets some of his glowing venom pool in the palm of his hand. "This stuff is only deadly intravenously... but it should induce vomiting... just swallow it please..." He lets the fluid drip into Mac's mouth.
"Cook 'em and feed 'em to Clover and Home."
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... You'll be much happier.. with your husband." he shuts his mouth before the liquid can enter. Most likely will die in a few turns.
"Ahh, cool. By the way, can you see that?" he points to the ground, at a creature invisible to all, save the highly spiritual sensitive
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"NO!" Rio wrenches your jaw down and lets his mouth gape open above yours so the venom can flow freely inside. Strength: 24
"See what?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Just let me go!" he says pushing Rio off of him, though a slight amount of venom entered his mouth
"Nevermind. A trick of the light.."
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"NEVER!!" Riotan grabs his shoulders and attempts to try and rub your nose and throat to force swallowing. Sleight of Hand: 14
She turns back. "Okay..."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Mac coughs and swallows the venom, weakly pushing at Rio and crying
"Anyway.. What to do..."
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*cut*
Riotan is desperate and scared, and just hugs Mac, hoping that he'll vomit.
"I probably gotta get back to my camp. It's late and I don't want the fire to go out..."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.