X's eye glows red, his head snapping to a roof. He leaps up there, slamming the invisible assassin onto the ground.
Leo serves them tacos and then gets started on the sandy.
She raises an eyebrow from behind her hair at the assassin, and puts her hand on their chest, they burst into flames "Latom."
Ana eats much slower than Tresa as she asks the usual teenager questions, why shes made of lava, about their relationship.
"I was gonna interrogate them." he complains.
Leo tinkers on the sandy, listening in as he works quietly.
She doesn't say anything, standing back up, "Now, we didn't get to finish our conversation yesterday. Why did your sister want you to talk to me?"
Ana talks about Leo with a very uplifting sort of perspective, talking about how great love is, the sort of stuff adults tell kids without telling too much.
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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.'
*It’d be awesome if I could meet some of these new characters*
*I've got three mobsters, two fire soldiers (one a captain), and a shapeshifting eldritch platypus.*
*i’d love a mobster, soldier, and platypus*
*Of course, in that order.*
Loo, the giant half stugel, is having a smoke of his cigar, sitting in a rocking chair outside of his restaurant at the dock.
Someone new has arrived at the Lord's Rest Inn, a large man, his face hard to see but clearly foreign to the region, dressed in fire fighter's attire, praying over the ashes of someone turned infernal who he seemed to have put down, his arms show dragon tattoos that seem to pulsate with heat.
Detective Bluebell's facade has almost reached mistakablitiy, he's almost close enough someone thinking he's an actual human detective.
Riotan is slipping his chimeric quasits into local buildings along his walk to engender chaos.
Thirteen is nearby, seemingly performing some kind of chemistry experiment on human and elven brain tissue samples.
*where is bluebell?*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
X's eye glows red, his head snapping to a roof. He leaps up there, slamming the invisible assassin onto the ground.
Leo serves them tacos and then gets started on the sandy.
She raises an eyebrow from behind her hair at the assassin, and puts her hand on their chest, they burst into flames "Latom."
Ana eats much slower than Tresa as she asks the usual teenager questions, why shes made of lava, about their relationship.
"I was gonna interrogate them." he complains.
Leo tinkers on the sandy, listening in as he works quietly.
She doesn't say anything, standing back up, "Now, we didn't get to finish our conversation yesterday. Why did your sister want you to talk to me?"
Ana talks about Leo with a very uplifting sort of perspective, talking about how great love is, the sort of stuff adults tell kids without telling too much.
"I, ah, well, uhm..." he trails off
After a few hours Leo sighs, cracking his back. The sandy is amazing, fire decals running down the sides of it.
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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.
Riotan is slipping his chimeric quasits into local buildings along his walk to engender chaos.
Thirteen is nearby, seemingly performing some kind of chemistry experiment on human and elven brain tissue samples.
*where is bluebell?*
Loo stands up, walking up behind them, sighing and taking out his cigar, "Can you try not to do that, Riotan."
The man stands up, turning to Thirteen. He looks hardened by life, intimidating, with a burn scar like Jonah Hex that seems to have burned part of his mouth closed. He walks over, looming over them, watching silently.
*Eh, the market, hiding.*
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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 does a weak nod, then closes his eyes. After a moment, they open halfway. "You'd better."
He chuckles softly "The beast comes out to play, do you want me to pick you apart now, or later?"
"If you lay a hand on the boy, I will personally peel the flesh from your finger bones and feed it to you." It responds calmly.
"If you lay a hand on him, you'll experience worse than I ever could." He says, smiling just a bit, "My house burned down when I was eleven, I can handle a little violence, I won't hurt him if you won't."
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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.'
"If you lay a hand on the boy, I will personally peel the flesh from your finger bones and feed it to you." It responds calmly.
"If you lay a hand on him, you'll experience worse than I ever could." He says, smiling just a bit, "My house burned down when I was eleven, I can handle a little violence, I won't hurt him if you won't."
"I would never hurt my son. I love him more than you could comprehend." The body barely moves. It seems Gideon really is alseep.
"If you lay a hand on the boy, I will personally peel the flesh from your finger bones and feed it to you." It responds calmly.
"If you lay a hand on him, you'll experience worse than I ever could." He says, smiling just a bit, "My house burned down when I was eleven, I can handle a little violence, I won't hurt him if you won't."
"I would never hurt my son. I love him more than you could comprehend." The body barely moves. It seems Gideon really is alseep.
He scoffs "Really? I'm inside of his mind, which means I'm inside of yours, a lot of people say the things they would never do. Liars, all of them."
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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.'
Riotan is slipping his chimeric quasits into local buildings along his walk to engender chaos.
Thirteen is nearby, seemingly performing some kind of chemistry experiment on human and elven brain tissue samples.
*where is bluebell?*
Loo stands up, walking up behind them, sighing and taking out his cigar, "Can you try not to do that, Riotan."
The man stands up, turning to Thirteen. He looks hardened by life, intimidating, with a burn scar like Jonah Hex that seems to have burned part of his mouth closed. He walks over, looming over them, watching silently.
*Eh, the market, hiding.*
“Now what kind of monster are you, that you actually exist in places low enough that my name would be spoken within them?”
Thirteen is unconcerned, utterly absorbed in his work.
Adler is roaming the town, trying to familiarize himself with this new location.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Zazabell is outside. Dressed in a bright red leather jacket with a black and white checkered collar, paired with similar bright red pants and checkered boots up to his knees. He appears to be drawing in the dirt, a crude picture of a horrible toothy creature eating coins, but that is up to interpretation.
Carrion is planning ways to kill Helanith, the angry god boiling with pure rage over the fact that they had harmed Atticus. Parts of his fleshy body are strung up amongst trees, like he is trying to bind with the forest itself. He has refused to eat since yesterday, focusing on his plans.
“Now what kind of monster are you, that you actually exist in places low enough that my name would be spoken within them?”
Thirteen is unconcerned, utterly absorbed in his work.
Adler is roaming the town, trying to familiarize himself with this new location.
He smiles just a little bit, "I'm just a half stugel, but I happen to be able to read your mind without you noticing. I'm only a little disappointed." When he mentions it, his presence becomes clear in their mind "I'm Loo, Loo Stonebreak."
He reaches out an ash covered hand, the tattoos seem to slightly writhe on him, strangely enough, attempting to touch one of the components.
They see a human, or at first glance what can be mistaken for one, but something's off, especially with the look in their eyes, and their teeth. They just stand there, staring into nothing.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"I would never hurt my son. I love him more than you could comprehend." The body barely moves. It seems Gideon really is alseep.
He scoffs "Really? I'm inside of his mind, which means I'm inside of yours, a lot of people say the things they would never do. Liars, all of them."
It pauses. "You are right. If I needed to hurt him in order to save him from a worse fate, I would do so. He is precious to me, and I can't stand how others abuse him like some animal."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
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She raises an eyebrow from behind her hair at the assassin, and puts her hand on their chest, they burst into flames "Latom."
Ana eats much slower than Tresa as she asks the usual teenager questions, why shes made of lava, about their relationship.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"I'm afraid... It will come out if I do." He explains, exhausted.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"I was gonna interrogate them." he complains.
Leo tinkers on the sandy, listening in as he works quietly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He nods, patting their head, "Don't be, rest helps you fight what you fear, and I will keep you safe until you can open your eyes again."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She doesn't say anything, standing back up, "Now, we didn't get to finish our conversation yesterday. Why did your sister want you to talk to me?"
Ana talks about Leo with a very uplifting sort of perspective, talking about how great love is, the sort of stuff adults tell kids without telling too much.
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 does a weak nod, then closes his eyes. After a moment, they open halfway. "You'd better."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Riotan is slipping his chimeric quasits into local buildings along his walk to engender chaos.
Thirteen is nearby, seemingly performing some kind of chemistry experiment on human and elven brain tissue samples.
*where is bluebell?*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"I, ah, well, uhm..." he trails off
After a few hours Leo sighs, cracking his back. The sandy is amazing, fire decals running down the sides of it.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Loo stands up, walking up behind them, sighing and taking out his cigar, "Can you try not to do that, Riotan."
The man stands up, turning to Thirteen. He looks hardened by life, intimidating, with a burn scar like Jonah Hex that seems to have burned part of his mouth closed. He walks over, looming over them, watching silently.
*Eh, the market, hiding.*
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 chuckles softly "The beast comes out to play, do you want me to pick you apart now, or later?"
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.)
"Speak, I thought I was talking to a man, not a teenage boy." She crosses her arms.
She walks over to it, picking it up once it's cool enough to touch "Does it work good now... does it not hurt the user?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"If you lay a hand on the boy, I will personally peel the flesh from your finger bones and feed it to you." It responds calmly.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"If you lay a hand on him, you'll experience worse than I ever could." He says, smiling just a bit, "My house burned down when I was eleven, I can handle a little violence, I won't hurt him if you won't."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"I would never hurt my son. I love him more than you could comprehend." The body barely moves. It seems Gideon really is alseep.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
He scoffs "Really? I'm inside of his mind, which means I'm inside of yours, a lot of people say the things they would never do. Liars, all of them."
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.)
“Now what kind of monster are you, that you actually exist in places low enough that my name would be spoken within them?”
Thirteen is unconcerned, utterly absorbed in his work.
Adler is roaming the town, trying to familiarize himself with this new location.
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Zazabell is outside. Dressed in a bright red leather jacket with a black and white checkered collar, paired with similar bright red pants and checkered boots up to his knees. He appears to be drawing in the dirt, a crude picture of a horrible toothy creature eating coins, but that is up to interpretation.
Carrion is planning ways to kill Helanith, the angry god boiling with pure rage over the fact that they had harmed Atticus. Parts of his fleshy body are strung up amongst trees, like he is trying to bind with the forest itself. He has refused to eat since yesterday, focusing on his plans.
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
He flushes. "My sis thinks that im lonely and need a significant other." he says quickly.
"It should. If it does hurt him, bring it back as soon as you can."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He smiles just a little bit, "I'm just a half stugel, but I happen to be able to read your mind without you noticing. I'm only a little disappointed." When he mentions it, his presence becomes clear in their mind "I'm Loo, Loo Stonebreak."
He reaches out an ash covered hand, the tattoos seem to slightly writhe on him, strangely enough, attempting to touch one of the components.
They see a human, or at first glance what can be mistaken for one, but something's off, especially with the look in their eyes, and their teeth. They just stand there, staring into nothing.
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.)
It pauses. "You are right. If I needed to hurt him in order to save him from a worse fate, I would do so. He is precious to me, and I can't stand how others abuse him like some animal."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.