The elephant takes the lightning and slurps it down like a noodle. "What's the difference?" His mouth begins to stretch into a wide grin. But it doesn't stop stretching. The smile continues to widen until it envelopes the entire world.
You bolt upright suddenly wide awake. You seem to have fallen asleep at the bar. Where the elephant was, a bubbly glass of some pink liquid sits.
A robotic-being, perhaps around 5'11, walks inwards. It has a sleek design with plates made from bronze and steel that shine like the rustic metal that dwarves forge in their holds. Its eyes glow a pale blue color as barely noticeable white pupils look around. It wears a flannel-lined cargo jacket made from forest green fabric, a white tank-top, and torn and dirt-stained jeans that perhaps were once blue but are now a grubby brown color. Its feet are slipped into thick boots that are made from outdoors. It tilts its head and sat down at a table, neatly placing a leg over its knee.
It pulls out a small black book from its pocket and opens it, pulling out a wooden pen as well, and begins to sketch in it. The sketches look like organs, a heart, a set of lungs, a set of eyes.
'This is a fever dream, isn't it?'
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The elephant takes the lightning and slurps it down like a noodle. "What's the difference?" His mouth begins to stretch into a wide grin. But it doesn't stop stretching. The smile continues to widen until it envelopes the entire world.
You bolt upright suddenly wide awake. You seem to have fallen asleep at the bar. Where the elephant was, a bubbly glass of some pink liquid sits.
Cato stares around, dumbfounded. He was so sure of his own sanity
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A man in a purple suit walks over to the bar. He grabs the glass with the bubbly pink liquid and downs it in one go.
*gtg*
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*See ya.*
*Mornin*
Ghost is asleep on a table, really making this place home.
Jarvis is ordering breakfast.
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.
Matthew is playing solitaire outside in his elf form.
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
*I think I may make another character who is a warforge perhaps.*
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
*Sounds awesome*
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.
An eyeball floats by Jarvis. It watches him as it does so.
"mmm" Jarvis moans, eating his beans on toast. "Why me." he chucks a dagger at the eye.
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 eye pops like a bubble. A purple serpent begins to slither around the corner. It sways to an unheard beat.
*Here we go.*
A robotic-being, perhaps around 5'11, walks inwards. It has a sleek design with plates made from bronze and steel that shine like the rustic metal that dwarves forge in their holds. Its eyes glow a pale blue color as barely noticeable white pupils look around. It wears a flannel-lined cargo jacket made from forest green fabric, a white tank-top, and torn and dirt-stained jeans that perhaps were once blue but are now a grubby brown color. Its feet are slipped into thick boots that are made from outdoors. It tilts its head and sat down at a table, neatly placing a leg over its knee.
It pulls out a small black book from its pocket and opens it, pulling out a wooden pen as well, and begins to sketch in it. The sketches look like organs, a heart, a set of lungs, a set of eyes.
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
'Good afternoon'
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"Why do these things always happen to me."
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.
'I have no idea. They seem to happen a lot around here'
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"Hmm?" Jarvis looks over to you, too deep in thought to really understand what you said.
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.
'Oh, hey'
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The snake continues to slide into view, "Oh they happen to every one. You only notice it when it happens to you. It's true."