*How ya doin? Im editing my cutscene for the 3rd time out of writing anxiety, lol*
*Booking a doctor appointment rn :D*
*Like a checkup? Or a special one?*
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
"Oh it's quite alright. But in the meantime, do you want some company?"
"Some company would be... much appreciated."
"You got it!"
*I know things have happened since this, so let's say that Melos just came across Zidan again, wherever he is*
"Tell me, how many followers do you have? I have my own band, and they seem interested in joining you for a tour if you would like."
*Sure! Melos is now early for the Kilashi festival, instead of late for the Zidan festival.*
"Almost 100, isn't that crazy? I'm kidding. It's not. And a tour, you say? Do you mean a musical tour?"
*coolio*
"Of course. My band is large, and I think that having a nice round number for your followers would be nice."
*Zidan donates enough followers to boost Melos up to 100.*
*it would be 10, sorry I forgot to say exactly lol*
"That's very thoughtful of you... thanks man."
"It's cool. Now I just have the problem of barely having enough workers to run the city during the day." He chuckles. "I'm gonna have to start pulling my weight around here. Would be a lot easier if I could move."
"Oh it's quite alright. But in the meantime, do you want some company?"
"Some company would be... much appreciated."
"You got it!"
*I know things have happened since this, so let's say that Melos just came across Zidan again, wherever he is*
"Tell me, how many followers do you have? I have my own band, and they seem interested in joining you for a tour if you would like."
*Sure! Melos is now early for the Kilashi festival, instead of late for the Zidan festival.*
"Almost 100, isn't that crazy? I'm kidding. It's not. And a tour, you say? Do you mean a musical tour?"
*coolio*
"Of course. My band is large, and I think that having a nice round number for your followers would be nice."
*Zidan donates enough followers to boost Melos up to 100.*
*it would be 10, sorry I forgot to say exactly lol*
"That's very thoughtful of you... thanks man."
"It's cool. Now I just have the problem of barely having enough workers to run the city during the day." He chuckles. "I'm gonna have to start pulling my weight around here. Would be a lot easier if I could move."
"Well, is there anything I can do? I'm feeling extra powerful now, thanks to you. Ooh, that rhymed."
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
"Oh it's quite alright. But in the meantime, do you want some company?"
"Some company would be... much appreciated."
"You got it!"
*I know things have happened since this, so let's say that Melos just came across Zidan again, wherever he is*
"Tell me, how many followers do you have? I have my own band, and they seem interested in joining you for a tour if you would like."
*Sure! Melos is now early for the Kilashi festival, instead of late for the Zidan festival.*
"Almost 100, isn't that crazy? I'm kidding. It's not. And a tour, you say? Do you mean a musical tour?"
*coolio*
"Of course. My band is large, and I think that having a nice round number for your followers would be nice."
*Zidan donates enough followers to boost Melos up to 100.*
*it would be 10, sorry I forgot to say exactly lol*
"That's very thoughtful of you... thanks man."
"It's cool. Now I just have the problem of barely having enough workers to run the city during the day." He chuckles. "I'm gonna have to start pulling my weight around here. Would be a lot easier if I could move."
"Well, is there anything I can do? I'm feeling extra powerful now, thanks to you. Ooh, that rhymed."
"Hmmm... can you pass me a cigar? If you'd light it too, that would be nice. Then we'll be even, I believe." He points to a cigar box nearby, just out of his reach.
"Well he hurt Kila, and that makes him bad in my books." A look of anger passes across his young face. "You and Kila are some of only people I like, I don't want to ruin our friendship by helping him anymore."
“He has done bad things, and although I also believe that he is a bad person, he did it meaning good.”
Kila looks unsure. “I don’t know about that. He.. his domain is Koszmar’s old one. Some sort of influence may be affecting him at the minimum.”
“That does make sense. I believe that he and I made some sort of alliance, or at least, we’re not enemies. Perhaps I could talk with him and find something out?”
“You’re allied with him?” He blinks. “Didn’t you just blow up his tower?”
Zeem scratches their head. “Hmm. Good point. We may be enemies now.”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
Slowly, from the waters of the Oasis, a form rises. Vaguely humanoid, it slowly condences into the form of a human, thin and short, with long, wavy brown hair braided with rings made of what appears to be graphite. Their deeply coloured skin glitters slightly under the lake's moisture, and their clothes - a simple, buttoned cloth shirt, with a simple blue coat with light brown stitching, and a pair of black trousers held up by a complicated rope-and-leather belt with a brass fastener - were also soaked through. With a sigh, the newcomer shakes their head, sending water everywhere. "Now that... that was another level of horrible."
*Ruby Cotera is a Neutral Good goddess of Storytelling/Imagination (their exact domain is basically story creation through imagination so both kinda fit) and her first act will be to gain 30 new followers yayyyy!*
"Oh it's quite alright. But in the meantime, do you want some company?"
"Some company would be... much appreciated."
"You got it!"
*I know things have happened since this, so let's say that Melos just came across Zidan again, wherever he is*
"Tell me, how many followers do you have? I have my own band, and they seem interested in joining you for a tour if you would like."
*Sure! Melos is now early for the Kilashi festival, instead of late for the Zidan festival.*
"Almost 100, isn't that crazy? I'm kidding. It's not. And a tour, you say? Do you mean a musical tour?"
*coolio*
"Of course. My band is large, and I think that having a nice round number for your followers would be nice."
*Zidan donates enough followers to boost Melos up to 100.*
*it would be 10, sorry I forgot to say exactly lol*
"That's very thoughtful of you... thanks man."
"It's cool. Now I just have the problem of barely having enough workers to run the city during the day." He chuckles. "I'm gonna have to start pulling my weight around here. Would be a lot easier if I could move."
"Well, is there anything I can do? I'm feeling extra powerful now, thanks to you. Ooh, that rhymed."
"Hmmm... can you pass me a cigar? If you'd light it too, that would be nice. Then we'll be even, I believe." He points to a cigar box nearby, just out of his reach.
"Mkay...." He grabs the box, pulls out a cigar, lights it with a finger of molten glass, and holds it out for the god.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Slowly, from the waters of the Oasis, a form rises. Vaguely humanoid, it slowly condences into the form of a human, thin and short, with long, wavy brown hair braided with rings made of what appears to be graphite. Their deeply coloured skin glitters slightly under the lake's moisture, and their clothes - a simple, buttoned cloth shirt, with a simple blue coat with light brown stitching, and a pair of black trousers held up by a complicated rope-and-leather belt with a brass fastener - were also soaked through. With a sigh, the newcomer shakes their head, sending water everywhere. "Now that... that was another level of horrible."
*Ruby Cotera is a Neutral Good goddess of Storytelling/Imagination (their exact domain is basically story creation through imagination so both kinda fit) and her first act will be to gain 30 new followers yayyyy!*
A small, black-and-gold bird made of paper lands on a nearby tree. "Are you okay? I know a place where you can dry off and get something to eat!"
Slowly, from the waters of the Oasis, a form rises. Vaguely humanoid, it slowly condences into the form of a human, thin and short, with long, wavy brown hair braided with rings made of what appears to be graphite. Their deeply coloured skin glitters slightly under the lake's moisture, and their clothes - a simple, buttoned cloth shirt, with a simple blue coat with light brown stitching, and a pair of black trousers held up by a complicated rope-and-leather belt with a brass fastener - were also soaked through. With a sigh, the newcomer shakes their head, sending water everywhere. "Now that... that was another level of horrible."
*Ruby Cotera is a Neutral Good goddess of Storytelling/Imagination (their exact domain is basically story creation through imagination so both kinda fit) and her first act will be to gain 30 new followers yayyyy!*
A small, black-and-gold bird made of paper lands on a nearby tree. "Are you okay? I know a place where you can dry off and get something to eat!"
"I'm not hungry... Say, do you know where any more paper is? I mean, seeing as you are made of paper and all..."
"It's cool. Now I just have the problem of barely having enough workers to run the city during the day." He chuckles. "I'm gonna have to start pulling my weight around here. Would be a lot easier if I could move."
"Well, is there anything I can do? I'm feeling extra powerful now, thanks to you. Ooh, that rhymed."
"Hmmm... can you pass me a cigar? If you'd light it too, that would be nice. Then we'll be even, I believe." He points to a cigar box nearby, just out of his reach.
"Mkay...." He grabs the box, pulls out a cigar, lights it with a finger of molten glass, and holds it out for the god.
"Thank you, my good musician." He takes a drag. Some of the smoke comes out from his coat, revealing a massive wound that no creature could survive. The smoke turns into a little black raincloud and drizzles its material into a glass beside him.
Slowly, from the waters of the Oasis, a form rises. Vaguely humanoid, it slowly condences into the form of a human, thin and short, with long, wavy brown hair braided with rings made of what appears to be graphite. Their deeply coloured skin glitters slightly under the lake's moisture, and their clothes - a simple, buttoned cloth shirt, with a simple blue coat with light brown stitching, and a pair of black trousers held up by a complicated rope-and-leather belt with a brass fastener - were also soaked through. With a sigh, the newcomer shakes their head, sending water everywhere. "Now that... that was another level of horrible."
*Ruby Cotera is a Neutral Good goddess of Storytelling/Imagination (their exact domain is basically story creation through imagination so both kinda fit) and her first act will be to gain 30 new followers yayyyy!*
A small, black-and-gold bird made of paper lands on a nearby tree. "Are you okay? I know a place where you can dry off and get something to eat!"
"I'm not hungry... Say, do you know where any more paper is? I mean, seeing as you are made of paper and all..."
"My creator makes paper! A lot of it, actually! He needs it to make invitations like me!"
Slowly, from the waters of the Oasis, a form rises. Vaguely humanoid, it slowly condences into the form of a human, thin and short, with long, wavy brown hair braided with rings made of what appears to be graphite. Their deeply coloured skin glitters slightly under the lake's moisture, and their clothes - a simple, buttoned cloth shirt, with a simple blue coat with light brown stitching, and a pair of black trousers held up by a complicated rope-and-leather belt with a brass fastener - were also soaked through. With a sigh, the newcomer shakes their head, sending water everywhere. "Now that... that was another level of horrible."
*Ruby Cotera is a Neutral Good goddess of Storytelling/Imagination (their exact domain is basically story creation through imagination so both kinda fit) and her first act will be to gain 30 new followers yayyyy!*
Zeem walks over to them. “Hello! What’s your name?”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
Slowly, from the waters of the Oasis, a form rises. Vaguely humanoid, it slowly condences into the form of a human, thin and short, with long, wavy brown hair braided with rings made of what appears to be graphite. Their deeply coloured skin glitters slightly under the lake's moisture, and their clothes - a simple, buttoned cloth shirt, with a simple blue coat with light brown stitching, and a pair of black trousers held up by a complicated rope-and-leather belt with a brass fastener - were also soaked through. With a sigh, the newcomer shakes their head, sending water everywhere. "Now that... that was another level of horrible."
*Ruby Cotera is a Neutral Good goddess of Storytelling/Imagination (their exact domain is basically story creation through imagination so both kinda fit) and her first act will be to gain 30 new followers yayyyy!*
A small, black-and-gold bird made of paper lands on a nearby tree. "Are you okay? I know a place where you can dry off and get something to eat!"
"I'm not hungry... Say, do you know where any more paper is? I mean, seeing as you are made of paper and all..."
"My creator makes paper! A lot of it, actually! He needs it to make invitations like me!"
"Invi... oh. Damn. I need to write all this down..." They pull out a fountain pen and begin to scrawl unintelligible stuff on their arm in gold ink
Slowly, from the waters of the Oasis, a form rises. Vaguely humanoid, it slowly condences into the form of a human, thin and short, with long, wavy brown hair braided with rings made of what appears to be graphite. Their deeply coloured skin glitters slightly under the lake's moisture, and their clothes - a simple, buttoned cloth shirt, with a simple blue coat with light brown stitching, and a pair of black trousers held up by a complicated rope-and-leather belt with a brass fastener - were also soaked through. With a sigh, the newcomer shakes their head, sending water everywhere. "Now that... that was another level of horrible."
*Ruby Cotera is a Neutral Good goddess of Storytelling/Imagination (their exact domain is basically story creation through imagination so both kinda fit) and her first act will be to gain 30 new followers yayyyy!*
Zeem walks over to them. “Hello! What’s your name?”
"Oh! Hi! I'm Ruby, Ruby Cotera! And you are?" The woman is scrawling away on their arm with a gold ink
Slowly, from the waters of the Oasis, a form rises. Vaguely humanoid, it slowly condences into the form of a human, thin and short, with long, wavy brown hair braided with rings made of what appears to be graphite. Their deeply coloured skin glitters slightly under the lake's moisture, and their clothes - a simple, buttoned cloth shirt, with a simple blue coat with light brown stitching, and a pair of black trousers held up by a complicated rope-and-leather belt with a brass fastener - were also soaked through. With a sigh, the newcomer shakes their head, sending water everywhere. "Now that... that was another level of horrible."
*Ruby Cotera is a Neutral Good goddess of Storytelling/Imagination (their exact domain is basically story creation through imagination so both kinda fit) and her first act will be to gain 30 new followers yayyyy!*
A small, black-and-gold bird made of paper lands on a nearby tree. "Are you okay? I know a place where you can dry off and get something to eat!"
"I'm not hungry... Say, do you know where any more paper is? I mean, seeing as you are made of paper and all..."
"My creator makes paper! A lot of it, actually! He needs it to make invitations like me!"
"Invi... oh. Damn. I need to write all this down..." They pull out a fountain pen and begin to scrawl unintelligible stuff on their arm in gold ink
"Would you like to come meet him? He's very generous when it comes to gifts, being the god of Excess and all. Plus, there's a party tonight and he might want to meet you before then!"
Slowly, from the waters of the Oasis, a form rises. Vaguely humanoid, it slowly condences into the form of a human, thin and short, with long, wavy brown hair braided with rings made of what appears to be graphite. Their deeply coloured skin glitters slightly under the lake's moisture, and their clothes - a simple, buttoned cloth shirt, with a simple blue coat with light brown stitching, and a pair of black trousers held up by a complicated rope-and-leather belt with a brass fastener - were also soaked through. With a sigh, the newcomer shakes their head, sending water everywhere. "Now that... that was another level of horrible."
*Ruby Cotera is a Neutral Good goddess of Storytelling/Imagination (their exact domain is basically story creation through imagination so both kinda fit) and her first act will be to gain 30 new followers yayyyy!*
A small, black-and-gold bird made of paper lands on a nearby tree. "Are you okay? I know a place where you can dry off and get something to eat!"
"I'm not hungry... Say, do you know where any more paper is? I mean, seeing as you are made of paper and all..."
"My creator makes paper! A lot of it, actually! He needs it to make invitations like me!"
"Invi... oh. Damn. I need to write all this down..." They pull out a fountain pen and begin to scrawl unintelligible stuff on their arm in gold ink
"Would you like to come meet him? He's very generous when it comes to gifts, being the god of Excess and all. Plus, there's a party tonight and he might want to meet you before then!"
*Like a checkup? Or a special one?*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*I'm back!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Hey there! Zidan is holding a festival in Kila's honor to celebrate both his ascension and his generosity!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*it would be 10, sorry I forgot to say exactly lol*
"That's very thoughtful of you... thanks man."
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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"It's cool. Now I just have the problem of barely having enough workers to run the city during the day." He chuckles. "I'm gonna have to start pulling my weight around here. Would be a lot easier if I could move."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Well, is there anything I can do? I'm feeling extra powerful now, thanks to you. Ooh, that rhymed."
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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"Hmmm... can you pass me a cigar? If you'd light it too, that would be nice. Then we'll be even, I believe." He points to a cigar box nearby, just out of his reach.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Zeem scratches their head. “Hmm. Good point. We may be enemies now.”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
Extended signature: Here
Okropnosc is in the Signal Tower, watching over the grid of obelisks. He has gotten his first commission.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Slowly, from the waters of the Oasis, a form rises. Vaguely humanoid, it slowly condences into the form of a human, thin and short, with long, wavy brown hair braided with rings made of what appears to be graphite. Their deeply coloured skin glitters slightly under the lake's moisture, and their clothes - a simple, buttoned cloth shirt, with a simple blue coat with light brown stitching, and a pair of black trousers held up by a complicated rope-and-leather belt with a brass fastener - were also soaked through.
With a sigh, the newcomer shakes their head, sending water everywhere. "Now that... that was another level of horrible."
*Ruby Cotera is a Neutral Good goddess of Storytelling/Imagination (their exact domain is basically story creation through imagination so both kinda fit) and her first act will be to gain 30 new followers yayyyy!*
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"Mkay...." He grabs the box, pulls out a cigar, lights it with a finger of molten glass, and holds it out for the god.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟
A small, black-and-gold bird made of paper lands on a nearby tree. "Are you okay? I know a place where you can dry off and get something to eat!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I'm not hungry... Say, do you know where any more paper is? I mean, seeing as you are made of paper and all..."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"Thank you, my good musician." He takes a drag. Some of the smoke comes out from his coat, revealing a massive wound that no creature could survive. The smoke turns into a little black raincloud and drizzles its material into a glass beside him.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"My creator makes paper! A lot of it, actually! He needs it to make invitations like me!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Zeem walks over to them. “Hello! What’s your name?”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
Extended signature: Here
"Invi... oh. Damn. I need to write all this down..." They pull out a fountain pen and begin to scrawl unintelligible stuff on their arm in gold ink
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"Oh! Hi! I'm Ruby, Ruby Cotera! And you are?" The woman is scrawling away on their arm with a gold ink
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"Would you like to come meet him? He's very generous when it comes to gifts, being the god of Excess and all. Plus, there's a party tonight and he might want to meet you before then!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Excess? God? Curses, I need more arms."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!