Fog rolls into the tavern, filling the floor, and then...unexpectedly...a beat drops... techno music starts coming out of the fog, as it does so, the fog turns green. An evil laugh echoes from outside, and a man walks into the tavern. Although, he isn't a man, he's a scarecrow, he wears strips of leather armor on his limbs. Atop his neck there is only the bottom jaw of a jack-o-lantern. In his left hand, he holds the top half. "Mwuahahaha!" He strolls into the tavern and slams his, clawed, wooden fist on the bar. He speaks in an echoing, ghoulish voice. "Give me something strong..."
"Please don't smoke inside so much, sir. Secondhand smoke can be dangerous." The poltergeist pours him a drink that looks like it's about to catch on fire if shaken too much.
The pumpkin in his hand glares at him, and the fog dissipates a little. He swallows the drink in one gulp. “Ahhhhh…more….”
"If you're paying, we're pouring." Two more glasses are poured.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Fog rolls into the tavern, filling the floor, and then...unexpectedly...a beat drops... techno music starts coming out of the fog, as it does so, the fog turns green. An evil laugh echoes from outside, and a man walks into the tavern. Although, he isn't a man, he's a scarecrow, he wears strips of leather armor on his limbs. Atop his neck there is only the bottom jaw of a jack-o-lantern. In his left hand, he holds the top half. "Mwuahahaha!" He strolls into the tavern and slams his, clawed, wooden fist on the bar. He speaks in an echoing, ghoulish voice. "Give me something strong..."
"Please don't smoke inside so much, sir. Secondhand smoke can be dangerous." The poltergeist pours him a drink that looks like it's about to catch on fire if shaken too much.
The pumpkin in his hand glares at him, and the fog dissipates a little. He swallows the drink in one gulp. “Ahhhhh…more….”
"If you're paying, we're pouring." Two more glasses are poured.
Two bars of gold appear on the table. "Mwuahahah...Here we gooo..." He gulps them down, and steps up. The song "Oh yeah" By Yello starts playing. "Hahahahah....."
The poltergeist bartender holds up a "hand." The edgy music stops.
The phantom places down a shot glass full of wine in front of the rat.
The music resumes.
Lets just say the rat goes swimming. After a while the rat squeaks at you.
A silk white hand wearing a top hat and a bow tie strolls in. It grabs the rat, drags it to the floor, and together the dance a tango around everyone's feet. Then, a little while later, they stop, and have what looks like a argument. The rat squeaks nasty, and the hand makes (Insert hand noises here.) After a few seconds, the hand pulls out a tiny tiny pistol from a invisible holster on its hip (wrist) and aims it at the rat.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The poltergeist bartender holds up a "hand." The edgy music stops.
The phantom places down a shot glass full of wine in front of the rat.
The music resumes.
Lets just say the rat goes swimming. After a while the rat squeaks at you.
A silk white hand wearing a top hat and a bow tie strolls in. It grabs the rat, drags it to the floor, and together the dance a tango around everyone's feet. Then, a little while later, they stop, and have what looks like a argument. The rat squeaks nasty, and the hand makes (Insert hand noises here.) After a few seconds, the hand pulls out a tiny tiny pistol from a invisible holster on its hip (wrist) and aims it at the rat.
The Master jumps and runs over. "HEY HEY! Please take any violence outside."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The poltergeist bartender holds up a "hand." The edgy music stops.
The phantom places down a shot glass full of wine in front of the rat.
The music resumes.
Lets just say the rat goes swimming. After a while the rat squeaks at you.
A silk white hand wearing a top hat and a bow tie strolls in. It grabs the rat, drags it to the floor, and together the dance a tango around everyone's feet. Then, a little while later, they stop, and have what looks like a argument. The rat squeaks nasty, and the hand makes (Insert hand noises here.) After a few seconds, the hand pulls out a tiny tiny pistol from a invisible holster on its hip (wrist) and aims it at the rat.
*that's quite a handy little guy*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
*ok, Grakir has the 120 feet of owlin darkvision, too*
Grakir shivers for a moment, but enjoys the atmosphere, strangely.
*Bye Baalzeboop!*
Grakir starts to explore, and pulls out a little mirror. He looks into it, then puts it back. "At least I know I won't die down here," he mutters to himself.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
*ok, Grakir has the 120 feet of owlin darkvision, too*
Grakir shivers for a moment, but enjoys the atmosphere, strangely.
*Bye Baalzeboop!*
Grakir starts to explore, and pulls out a little mirror. He looks into it, then puts it back. "At least I know I won't die down here," he mutters to himself.
The hooded man looms behind him, "No, you likely won't."
*ok, Grakir has the 120 feet of owlin darkvision, too*
Grakir shivers for a moment, but enjoys the atmosphere, strangely.
*Bye Baalzeboop!*
Grakir starts to explore, and pulls out a little mirror. He looks into it, then puts it back. "At least I know I won't die down here," he mutters to himself.
The hooded man looms behind him, "No, you likely won't."
Grakir's head swivels to face the being. "That is good!"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
*ok, Grakir has the 120 feet of owlin darkvision, too*
Grakir shivers for a moment, but enjoys the atmosphere, strangely.
*Bye Baalzeboop!*
Grakir starts to explore, and pulls out a little mirror. He looks into it, then puts it back. "At least I know I won't die down here," he mutters to himself.
The hooded man looms behind him, "No, you likely won't."
Grakir's head swivels to face the being. "That is good!"
They're a guant figure, like a skeleton with skin, though they seem super non chelante about everything, a shadow hound sitting beside them as they stand. The only out of norm thing about this person, beyond how deathly pale and thin they seemed, were their sunken glowing red eyes
*ok, Grakir has the 120 feet of owlin darkvision, too*
Grakir shivers for a moment, but enjoys the atmosphere, strangely.
*Bye Baalzeboop!*
Grakir starts to explore, and pulls out a little mirror. He looks into it, then puts it back. "At least I know I won't die down here," he mutters to himself.
The hooded man looms behind him, "No, you likely won't."
Grakir's head swivels to face the being. "That is good!"
They're a guant figure, like a skeleton with skin, though they seem super non chelante about everything, a shadow hound sitting beside them as they stand. The only out of norm thing about this person, beyond how deathly pale and thin they seemed, were their sunken glowing red eyes
"Do you reside here?" Grakir asks, peering unblinkingly into the red eyes.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
*ok, Grakir has the 120 feet of owlin darkvision, too*
Grakir shivers for a moment, but enjoys the atmosphere, strangely.
*Bye Baalzeboop!*
Grakir starts to explore, and pulls out a little mirror. He looks into it, then puts it back. "At least I know I won't die down here," he mutters to himself.
The hooded man looms behind him, "No, you likely won't."
Grakir's head swivels to face the being. "That is good!"
They're a guant figure, like a skeleton with skin, though they seem super non chelante about everything, a shadow hound sitting beside them as they stand. The only out of norm thing about this person, beyond how deathly pale and thin they seemed, were their sunken glowing red eyes
"Do you reside here?" Grakir asks, peering unblinkingly into the red eyes.
The ringing of a small bell can be heard down the hall...
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*ok, Grakir has the 120 feet of owlin darkvision, too*
Grakir shivers for a moment, but enjoys the atmosphere, strangely.
*Bye Baalzeboop!*
Grakir starts to explore, and pulls out a little mirror. He looks into it, then puts it back. "At least I know I won't die down here," he mutters to himself.
The hooded man looms behind him, "No, you likely won't."
Grakir's head swivels to face the being. "That is good!"
They're a guant figure, like a skeleton with skin, though they seem super non chelante about everything, a shadow hound sitting beside them as they stand. The only out of norm thing about this person, beyond how deathly pale and thin they seemed, were their sunken glowing red eyes
"Do you reside here?" Grakir asks, peering unblinkingly into the red eyes.
The ringing of a small bell can be heard down the hall...
*ok, Grakir has the 120 feet of owlin darkvision, too*
Grakir shivers for a moment, but enjoys the atmosphere, strangely.
*Bye Baalzeboop!*
Grakir starts to explore, and pulls out a little mirror. He looks into it, then puts it back. "At least I know I won't die down here," he mutters to himself.
The hooded man looms behind him, "No, you likely won't."
Grakir's head swivels to face the being. "That is good!"
They're a guant figure, like a skeleton with skin, though they seem super non chelante about everything, a shadow hound sitting beside them as they stand. The only out of norm thing about this person, beyond how deathly pale and thin they seemed, were their sunken glowing red eyes
"Do you reside here?" Grakir asks, peering unblinkingly into the red eyes.
*ok, Grakir has the 120 feet of owlin darkvision, too*
Grakir shivers for a moment, but enjoys the atmosphere, strangely.
*Bye Baalzeboop!*
Grakir starts to explore, and pulls out a little mirror. He looks into it, then puts it back. "At least I know I won't die down here," he mutters to himself.
The hooded man looms behind him, "No, you likely won't."
Grakir's head swivels to face the being. "That is good!"
They're a guant figure, like a skeleton with skin, though they seem super non chelante about everything, a shadow hound sitting beside them as they stand. The only out of norm thing about this person, beyond how deathly pale and thin they seemed, were their sunken glowing red eyes
"Do you reside here?" Grakir asks, peering unblinkingly into the red eyes.
The ringing of a small bell can be heard down the hall...
"Hm." The figure says simply, heading towards the sound of the bell
*ok, Grakir has the 120 feet of owlin darkvision, too*
Grakir shivers for a moment, but enjoys the atmosphere, strangely.
*Bye Baalzeboop!*
Grakir starts to explore, and pulls out a little mirror. He looks into it, then puts it back. "At least I know I won't die down here," he mutters to himself.
The hooded man looms behind him, "No, you likely won't."
Grakir's head swivels to face the being. "That is good!"
They're a guant figure, like a skeleton with skin, though they seem super non chelante about everything, a shadow hound sitting beside them as they stand. The only out of norm thing about this person, beyond how deathly pale and thin they seemed, were their sunken glowing red eyes
"Do you reside here?" Grakir asks, peering unblinkingly into the red eyes.
The ringing of a small bell can be heard down the hall...
An oddly intelligent-looking zombie is standing in the middle of the next hall over, ringing a little bell and looking around. It turns to go down a random hall, still ringing the bell.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*ok, Grakir has the 120 feet of owlin darkvision, too*
Grakir shivers for a moment, but enjoys the atmosphere, strangely.
*Bye Baalzeboop!*
Grakir starts to explore, and pulls out a little mirror. He looks into it, then puts it back. "At least I know I won't die down here," he mutters to himself.
The hooded man looms behind him, "No, you likely won't."
Grakir's head swivels to face the being. "That is good!"
They're a guant figure, like a skeleton with skin, though they seem super non chelante about everything, a shadow hound sitting beside them as they stand. The only out of norm thing about this person, beyond how deathly pale and thin they seemed, were their sunken glowing red eyes
"Do you reside here?" Grakir asks, peering unblinkingly into the red eyes.
The ringing of a small bell can be heard down the hall...
An oddly intelligent-looking zombie is standing in the middle of the next hall over, ringing a little bell and looking around. It turns to go down a random hall, still ringing the bell.
Grakir stops, tilts his head in confusion and curiosity, then decides to fly after the zombie, his wings flapping with a soft woosh.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
*ok, Grakir has the 120 feet of owlin darkvision, too*
Grakir shivers for a moment, but enjoys the atmosphere, strangely.
*Bye Baalzeboop!*
Grakir starts to explore, and pulls out a little mirror. He looks into it, then puts it back. "At least I know I won't die down here," he mutters to himself.
The hooded man looms behind him, "No, you likely won't."
Grakir's head swivels to face the being. "That is good!"
They're a guant figure, like a skeleton with skin, though they seem super non chelante about everything, a shadow hound sitting beside them as they stand. The only out of norm thing about this person, beyond how deathly pale and thin they seemed, were their sunken glowing red eyes
"Do you reside here?" Grakir asks, peering unblinkingly into the red eyes.
"No, i've only recently come about this place"
"Me too."
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
*now, would i be able to play as an Unseelie Archfey? i don't know why, i just think Unseelie fey are cool*
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
"If you're paying, we're pouring." Two more glasses are poured.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Two bars of gold appear on the table. "Mwuahahah...Here we gooo..." He gulps them down, and steps up. The song "Oh yeah" By Yello starts playing. "Hahahahah....."
Back in black baby
The hooded man finishes his water, feeding bits of steak to the hound
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
A silk white hand wearing a top hat and a bow tie strolls in. It grabs the rat, drags it to the floor, and together the dance a tango around everyone's feet. Then, a little while later, they stop, and have what looks like a argument. The rat squeaks nasty, and the hand makes (Insert hand noises here.) After a few seconds, the hand pulls out a tiny tiny pistol from a invisible holster on its hip (wrist) and aims it at the rat.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The Master jumps and runs over. "HEY HEY! Please take any violence outside."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*that's quite a handy little guy*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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Grakir starts to explore, and pulls out a little mirror. He looks into it, then puts it back. "At least I know I won't die down here," he mutters to himself.
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The hooded man looms behind him, "No, you likely won't."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Grakir's head swivels to face the being. "That is good!"
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They're a guant figure, like a skeleton with skin, though they seem super non chelante about everything, a shadow hound sitting beside them as they stand. The only out of norm thing about this person, beyond how deathly pale and thin they seemed, were their sunken glowing red eyes
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Do you reside here?" Grakir asks, peering unblinkingly into the red eyes.
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The ringing of a small bell can be heard down the hall...
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Grakir decides to sneak (31) towards the sound.
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"No, i've only recently come about this place"
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Hm." The figure says simply, heading towards the sound of the bell
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
He does not seem to be detected.
An oddly intelligent-looking zombie is standing in the middle of the next hall over, ringing a little bell and looking around. It turns to go down a random hall, still ringing the bell.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Grakir stops, tilts his head in confusion and curiosity, then decides to fly after the zombie, his wings flapping with a soft woosh.
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"Me too."
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*ah, a Halloween tavern. this. is. Genius.*
*now, would i be able to play as an Unseelie Archfey? i don't know why, i just think Unseelie fey are cool*
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
*i know this isn't helpful, but not sure, maybe ask Baalzeboop*
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