*I may not be as present on the forums for the next couple weeks as I usually am. I may still be able to rp on occasion, but it won't be as often as I've been able to before. After these few weeks are up, though, I'll be fully back! Unfortunately, I don't have much time to rp today, but hopefully I will have some time in the near future.*
Carrion is outside, eating what appears to be a feast meant for ten people but is eating it much like a vacuum sucking up dirt and grit.
Luciano is in the temple of Morgana, praying quietly.
Uzui happens to be nearby, happy to see them eating, but seeming hurt or distressed by something, and considering his constantly calm attitude, this is new.
Damian walks into the temple, patiently, waiting for Luciano to finish up.
Carrion senses this in the waves of the air and turns around "Uzui?... You okay?" he crawls over.
Luciano stands up after a moment and brushes his robes off from where he was kneeling.
*I've been trying to make a new character, but I haven't had any ideas that I want to pursue. Good ideas aplenty, but not ones that I like.*
Atticus is opening a portal to Uzui's homeland.
*Oh, well isn't that unfortunate, its all about having characters you enjoy playing through.*
They find themselves standing outside of a massive ocean city, domed off so people who don't breath water don't just immediately drown of get crushed by intense pressure. A bustling and seemingly happy city, similar to that of Feudal Japan from what can be seen, an amazing place, a festival seemingly going on at the moment, flower petals falling from the sky as people make their way down the streets.
Atticus debates making a dramatic entrance. He smiles. Why not?
There is a booming power chord, and all the petals ignite in blue and burn to bits of ash in the air. Atticus stands at the end of the main street, lightning guitar in his hands. "I HEREBY DE!! CLARE!! THE END IS UPON US! CELEBRATE THE FALLEN! THEY WILL NEVER RE!! PAIR!! OR REGAIN THE PROMISE MADE TO THE FOOLS WHO BLINDLY FOLLOWED THEM INTO THE DARK!!!"
The people on the street stop at the new arrival and watch the entrance with awe on their expressions, they mutter to themselves about this being the work of the Yellow Emperor, after all, he did mention that he would do something new this year. They murmur as they enjoy the spectacle.
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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.'
Carrion is outside, eating what appears to be a feast meant for ten people but is eating it much like a vacuum sucking up dirt and grit.
Luciano is in the temple of Morgana, praying quietly.
Uzui happens to be nearby, happy to see them eating, but seeming hurt or distressed by something, and considering his constantly calm attitude, this is new.
Damian walks into the temple, patiently, waiting for Luciano to finish up.
Carrion senses this in the waves of the air and turns around "Uzui?... You okay?" he crawls over.
Luciano stands up after a moment and brushes his robes off from where he was kneeling.
He wrings his hands, sitting on his legs, slightly startled, "Oh... Carrion... just... thinking about what must be happening back home."
He makes a soft knocking sound, "Father Luciano, am I interrupting anything? I can come another time if I am."
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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.'
Carrion is outside, eating what appears to be a feast meant for ten people but is eating it much like a vacuum sucking up dirt and grit.
Luciano is in the temple of Morgana, praying quietly.
Uzui happens to be nearby, happy to see them eating, but seeming hurt or distressed by something, and considering his constantly calm attitude, this is new.
Damian walks into the temple, patiently, waiting for Luciano to finish up.
Carrion senses this in the waves of the air and turns around "Uzui?... You okay?" he crawls over.
Luciano stands up after a moment and brushes his robes off from where he was kneeling.
He wrings his hands, sitting on his legs, slightly startled, "Oh... Carrion... just... thinking about what must be happening back home."
He makes a soft knocking sound, "Father Luciano, am I interrupting anything? I can come another time if I am."
Carrion pats the spot next to him "Something bad?" he asks.
Luciano looks up and tilts his head "Damian, how good to see you!" he smiles brightly "No no, you interrupt not, I am happy to see you."
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
Atticus debates making a dramatic entrance. He smiles. Why not?
There is a booming power chord, and all the petals ignite in blue and burn to bits of ash in the air. Atticus stands at the end of the main street, lightning guitar in his hands. "I HEREBY DE!! CLARE!! THE END IS UPON US! CELEBRATE THE FALLEN! THEY WILL NEVER RE!! PAIR!! OR REGAIN THE PROMISE MADE TO THE FOOLS WHO BLINDLY FOLLOWED THEM INTO THE DARK!!!"
The people on the street stop at the new arrival and watch the entrance with awe on their expressions, they mutter to themselves about this being the work of the Yellow Emperor, after all, he did mention that he would do something new this year. They murmur as they enjoy the spectacle.
He laughs and speaks briefly mid-song. "Aw, c'mon, I came all this way and they didn't even come to see me? Shameful, really shameful."
"Where'd you run to? Tryna hide? You know the outcome, I will let you decide! You gave a purpose to purify Those dirty stains you'll cast them all aside!"
His voice rises in both volume and speed with the next section of the verse as he opens his left eye to reveal the maelstrom of darkness within. "No one can protect them! City will be crying out in mayhem! I will be the one to choose and condemn! Take away their power, they will cower, Sing my anthem!"
Strange creatures made of all sorts of gourmet foods put together seem to manifest before the crowd, passive and docile. Some offer their pieces to the people around them. "From start to finish, promise I will end this, Reconstruct their kind, leave 'em all defended! Break from terror, pain and all their senses, With costs so high, they justify expenses!"
He laughs and speaks briefly mid-song. "Aw, c'mon, I came all this way and they didn't even come to see me? Shameful, really shameful."
"Where'd you run to? Tryna hide? You know the outcome, I will let you decide! You gave a purpose to purify Those dirty stains you'll cast them all aside!"
His voice rises in both volume and speed with the next section of the verse as he opens his left eye to reveal the maelstrom of darkness within. "No one can protect them! City will be crying out in mayhem! I will be the one to choose and condemn! Take away their power, they will cower, Sing my anthem!"
Strange creatures made of all sorts of gourmet foods put together seem to manifest before the crowd, passive and docile. Some offer their pieces to the people around them. "From start to finish, promise I will end this, Reconstruct their kind, leave 'em all defended! Break from terror, pain and all their senses, With costs so high, they justify expenses!"
This only improves the performance in the eyes of the people, some who don't take the food for various reasons, but most join in the merriment, unable to sing along but enjoying the song regardless. Eventually a shine of flawlessly radiant light comes from the Palace/Courthouse of the city, a beam that blasts into the ground, leading a small bit of ash but no one harmed. Now standing in the celebration is Uzui's mother and father, who watch with silent eyes and blank expressions, their kamono's swaying in the wind.
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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.'
This only improves the performance in the eyes of the people, some who don't take the food for various reasons, but most join in the merriment, unable to sing along but enjoying the song regardless. Eventually a shine of flawlessly radiant light comes from the Palace/Courthouse of the city, a beam that blasts into the ground, leading a small bit of ash but no one harmed. Now standing in the celebration is Uzui's mother and father, who watch with silent eyes and blank expressions, their kamono's swaying in the wind.
Atticus glides up to them, playing softly as his song becomes a stage whisper... in a facsimile of Uzui's voice.
"Broke my heart, I broke my heart today... Lost myself in tears I'd wipe away... This house my father built was haunting me... I couldn't take it anymore..."
This only improves the performance in the eyes of the people, some who don't take the food for various reasons, but most join in the merriment, unable to sing along but enjoying the song regardless. Eventually a shine of flawlessly radiant light comes from the Palace/Courthouse of the city, a beam that blasts into the ground, leading a small bit of ash but no one harmed. Now standing in the celebration is Uzui's mother and father, who watch with silent eyes and blank expressions, their kamono's swaying in the wind.
Atticus glides up to them, playing softly as his song becomes a stage whisper... in a facsimile of Uzui's voice.
"Broke my heart, I broke my heart today... Lost myself in tears I'd wipe away... This house my father built was haunting me... I couldn't take it anymore..."
Neither of them react in a meaningful way, small adjustments of the face at the most, not leaning back away from them. They listen to the lyrics as everyone notices them speaking directly to the emperor and empress, not knowing how to react, the celebrating stops except for Atticus himself.
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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.'
Atticus glides up to them, playing softly as his song becomes a stage whisper... in a facsimile of Uzui's voice.
"Broke my heart, I broke my heart today... Lost myself in tears I'd wipe away... This house my father built was haunting me... I couldn't take it anymore..."
Neither of them react in a meaningful way, small adjustments of the face at the most, not leaning back away from them. They listen to the lyrics as everyone notices them speaking directly to the emperor and empress, not knowing how to react, the celebrating stops except for Atticus himself.
He giggles as he notices the spotlight is all on him. He stops playing, whispering to them as a sort of spiritual pressure begins to build around them, forcing any guards or civilians out in a circle around the three.
"Only want justice if you're not the target, Morals are black until I turn them scarlet, I pave a way through the pain and the carnage, They need a god, and a god they've been granted."
He takes a deep, calm breath. "Do you know who I am? Do you know what an honor it is, that I grace you with my presence?"
He giggles as he notices the spotlight is all on him. He stops playing, whispering to them as a sort of spiritual pressure begins to build around them, forcing any guards or civilians out in a circle around the three.
"Only want justice if you're not the target, Morals are black until I turn them scarlet, I pave a way through the pain and the carnage, They need a god, and a god they've been granted."
He takes a deep, calm breath. "Do you know who I am? Do you know what an honor it is, that I grace you with my presence?"
The emperor speaks, though the empress remains silent as they speak "We know who you are, we don't know why you are here. Explain." He looks deep into their eyes, judging them silently.
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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.'
He giggles as he notices the spotlight is all on him. He stops playing, whispering to them as a sort of spiritual pressure begins to build around them, forcing any guards or civilians out in a circle around the three.
"Only want justice if you're not the target, Morals are black until I turn them scarlet, I pave a way through the pain and the carnage, They need a god, and a god they've been granted."
He takes a deep, calm breath. "Do you know who I am? Do you know what an honor it is, that I grace you with my presence?"
The emperor speaks, though the empress remains silent as they speak "We know who you are, we don't know why you are here. Explain." He looks deep into their eyes, judging them silently.
"You have something that belongs to me. Three things, in fact." His eyes are harrowed and hollow. "Your children. Now."
"You have something that belongs to me. Three things, in fact." His eyes are harrowed and hollow. "Your children. Now."
"Oh? And why would you give our offspring to you?" He asks, smiling the smallest bit, "I don't think that we will, or that you can make us."
Have the queen make a DC 27 DEX save or take 115 magical slashing damage. If it hits, she loses attunement to all magic items and drops them to the ground. If this kills her, she is flayed into neat piles of separated clothing, flesh, bones, magic items, etc.
The dome rumbles. "I can make you do whatever the (GP) I want."
"You have something that belongs to me. Three things, in fact." His eyes are harrowed and hollow. "Your children. Now."
"Oh? And why would you give our offspring to you?" He asks, smiling the smallest bit, "I don't think that we will, or that you can make us."
Have the queen make a DC 27 DEX save or take 115 magical slashing damage. If it hits, she loses attunement to all magic items and drops them to the ground. If this kills her, she is flayed into neat piles of separated clothing, flesh, bones, magic items, etc.
The dome rumbles. "I can make you do whatever the (GP) I want."
Dex save:20
The Emporer watches with the first bit of emotion truly on his face, surprise. He taps his finger against their chest, magical power flooding into them "I do think you are wrong, you don't do anything here." Make a DC 24 CHA save or be instantly banished to another dimension.
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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.'
*Bye! Love you, sister!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Carrion senses this in the waves of the air and turns around "Uzui?... You okay?" he crawls over.
Luciano stands up after a moment and brushes his robes off from where he was kneeling.
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
*While I would love to RP with you, Lawrence, I feel like it would be better to give Atticus and his two beloved foes some space... for a tiny bit.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The people on the street stop at the new arrival and watch the entrance with awe on their expressions, they mutter to themselves about this being the work of the Yellow Emperor, after all, he did mention that he would do something new this year. They murmur as they enjoy the spectacle.
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 wrings his hands, sitting on his legs, slightly startled, "Oh... Carrion... just... thinking about what must be happening back home."
He makes a soft knocking sound, "Father Luciano, am I interrupting anything? I can come another time if I am."
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.)
*All good, I get it :]*
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
Carrion pats the spot next to him "Something bad?" he asks.
Luciano looks up and tilts his head "Damian, how good to see you!" he smiles brightly "No no, you interrupt not, I am happy to see you."
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
(you wanna rp Wendo)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
He scoots over to sit next to them, "No... the flower festival... the day of... Justice..." He looks down at the ground.
He smiles back at them, wearing a regular shirt today, it looks weird. He walks over and hugs them "Good to see you too, I just wanted to visit."
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 laughs and speaks briefly mid-song. "Aw, c'mon, I came all this way and they didn't even come to see me? Shameful, really shameful."
You know the outcome, I will let you decide!
You gave a purpose
to purify
Those dirty stains you'll cast them all aside!"
"No one can protect them!
City will be crying out in mayhem!
I will be the one to choose and condemn!
Take away their power, they will cower,
Sing my anthem!"
"From start to finish, promise I will end this,
Reconstruct their kind, leave 'em all defended!
Break from terror, pain and all their senses,
With costs so high, they justify expenses!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
This only improves the performance in the eyes of the people, some who don't take the food for various reasons, but most join in the merriment, unable to sing along but enjoying the song regardless. Eventually a shine of flawlessly radiant light comes from the Palace/Courthouse of the city, a beam that blasts into the ground, leading a small bit of ash but no one harmed. Now standing in the celebration is Uzui's mother and father, who watch with silent eyes and blank expressions, their kamono's swaying in the wind.
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.)
Atticus glides up to them, playing softly as his song becomes a stage whisper... in a facsimile of Uzui's voice.
"Broke my heart, I broke my heart today...
Lost myself in tears I'd wipe away...
This house my father built was haunting me...
I couldn't take it anymore..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Neither of them react in a meaningful way, small adjustments of the face at the most, not leaning back away from them. They listen to the lyrics as everyone notices them speaking directly to the emperor and empress, not knowing how to react, the celebrating stops except for Atticus himself.
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.)
Theren walks inside, covered in blood from head to toe
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He giggles as he notices the spotlight is all on him. He stops playing, whispering to them as a sort of spiritual pressure begins to build around them, forcing any guards or civilians out in a circle around the three.
"Only want justice if you're not the target,
Morals are black until I turn them scarlet,
I pave a way through the pain and the carnage,
They need a god, and a god they've been granted."
He takes a deep, calm breath. "Do you know who I am? Do you know what an honor it is, that I grace you with my presence?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The emperor speaks, though the empress remains silent as they speak "We know who you are, we don't know why you are here. Explain." He looks deep into their eyes, judging them silently.
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.)
"You have something that belongs to me. Three things, in fact." His eyes are harrowed and hollow. "Your children. Now."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Oh? And why would you give our offspring to you?" He asks, smiling the smallest bit, "I don't think that we will, or that you can make us."
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.)
Have the queen make a DC 27 DEX save or take 115 magical slashing damage. If it hits, she loses attunement to all magic items and drops them to the ground. If this kills her, she is flayed into neat piles of separated clothing, flesh, bones, magic items, etc.
The dome rumbles. "I can make you do whatever the (GP) I want."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Dex save:20
The Emporer watches with the first bit of emotion truly on his face, surprise. He taps his finger against their chest, magical power flooding into them "I do think you are wrong, you don't do anything here." Make a DC 24 CHA save or be instantly banished to another dimension.
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.)