'Good. Not the most popular of jobs, but someone's gotta do it'. He is wearing a sleeveless cloak with the hood up, but you can see this his skin is almost unnaturally pale, and his hair is lank and greasy. 'How much did ya say it was for, again?'
'Good. Not the most popular of jobs, but someone's gotta do it'. He is wearing a sleeveless cloak with the hood up, but you can see this his skin is almost unnaturally pale, and his hair is lank and greasy. 'How much did ya say it was for, again?'
Psychotic laughter rings from outside the tavern, an eccentric looking middle aged gnome, in gnome years atleast, walks towards the building. He stands at around 4ft tall, skin pale. His purple eyes are happy and wide, his hair a messy black with a shock of white running through it. His outfit seems peculiar, a pair of goggles sat atop his forehead, and a modified lab coat around his shoulders, wires racing along the sleeves towards a built in battery in the back. His gloves have also been modified, the wires linking up through two snaps on each side, electrodes peppering the fingers and a large glass disk embedded in the palm. Following the man is two constructs, one a metallic gorilla, and the other a large humanoid with wooden limbs and metal armor plating it.
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Chilling kinda vibe.
A tall, slender figure enters the tavern. 'Heard there was a job here. Need someone to fix the toilet'
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Karlos practically hugs them. "That. Would. Be. Incredible."
Chilling kinda vibe.
'Good. Not the most popular of jobs, but someone's gotta do it'. He is wearing a sleeveless cloak with the hood up, but you can see this his skin is almost unnaturally pale, and his hair is lank and greasy. 'How much did ya say it was for, again?'
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*looks like we've got a few people on, if you guys wanna go ahead and intro!*
"How much were you expecting?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
'Oh, just, ya know, money. Couple gold pieces, maybe?'
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'What in the ten- Hells?'
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"Fair enough." Karlos hands over the money
Chilling kinda vibe.
"DOORMAT! WIPE! FEET!"
Chilling kinda vibe.
The skinny young man heads upstairs, 'can ya show me the way to the offending bathroom?'
You notice that his pockets are writhing with live rats
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Karlos shows him to the bathroom. "What are you doing with those rats?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
'They're gonna help me. Pretty good at fitting down toilets, they are. An enviable ability, but that's hardly the point'
He sends the swarms of rats down into the toilet, and they disappear down out of view
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Psychotic laughter rings from outside the tavern, an eccentric looking middle aged gnome, in gnome years atleast, walks towards the building. He stands at around 4ft tall, skin pale. His purple eyes are happy and wide, his hair a messy black with a shock of white running through it. His outfit seems peculiar, a pair of goggles sat atop his forehead, and a modified lab coat around his shoulders, wires racing along the sleeves towards a built in battery in the back. His gloves have also been modified, the wires linking up through two snaps on each side, electrodes peppering the fingers and a large glass disk embedded in the palm. Following the man is two constructs, one a metallic gorilla, and the other a large humanoid with wooden limbs and metal armor plating it.
The gnome opens the door, humming a jaunty tune
Try as they might, they appear to get stuck around the u-bend
Chilling kinda vibe.
Karlos mutters to Misty. Something about the extra large tankards and engine oil
Chilling kinda vibe.