Within the forest, there is a bellow of rage. Forest animals race out of the forest in fear but are too late. A large cleaver made of purple-hued metal slices through a bear as if it were nothing but air. A large violet-colored clawed hand with boils and scars reaches out and takes the two halves. A large lumbering body walks out and begins to stuff the bear into a massive black-toothed maw that is opened on its stomach. It munches loudly, blood dripping down its maw.
This... thing... if you could call it that, had four large arms that were covered in scars, boils, and chain markings. The measly head on top of the body was helmeted by a black metal helm with two maroon eyes glowing and looking for food to eat. It growled loudly, still starving. It picks up the cleaver from the ground and licks the blood off of it.
Mr. Black's gaze washes over the creature. It can feel his presence clearly, even from 60ft away.
Check to identify (Arcana, History, or Nature): 21
(History)
There is an order called "The Followers of Hunger". Most within the order are Cannibals, Murderers, and the Cultist Type. They worship a being, named The Maw, whose hunger is so ravenous that nothing would be able to hold it back. Mr Black remembers a picture in a book he saw once of a totem dedicated to The Maw. This... monster.. in front of him looks exactly like it.
"W h a t d o y o u w a n t ? . . ." A deep, growling voice says. It is coming from The Maw. "I c a n s e n s e y o u l o o k i n g a t m e."
"Nice coat. I assume you have some control over weather?" He's stopped sharpening his knife, but it's still in his hand.
"Um, yeah, sorta." He seems scared, but also confused.
"What do you do with it?" Mr. Black starts to pace around, slowly circling Oslo with his eyes turned to the ground. The pressure is somewhat relieved, but still there.
"As in I don't mean to. Ever since this stupid thing latched to my face-" she points to the helmet. "You don't wanna see under here, there's so many scars"
"Oooooh..."
"It doesn't come off is what i mean to say"
"ah, i see."
"it lets me tip it up to eat and drink though. so it can eat off of me" she says this as if it happens to everyone
"As in I don't mean to. Ever since this stupid thing latched to my face-" she points to the helmet. "You don't wanna see under here, there's so many scars"
"Oooooh..."
"It doesn't come off is what i mean to say"
"ah, i see."
"it lets me tip it up to eat and drink though. so it can eat off of me" she says this as if it happens to everyone
"That...cant be healthy.."
she shrugs
"Seriously, are you ok?"
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"Nice coat. I assume you have some control over weather?" He's stopped sharpening his knife, but it's still in his hand.
"Um, yeah, sorta." He seems scared, but also confused.
"What do you do with it?" Mr. Black starts to pace around, slowly circling Oslo with his eyes turned to the ground. The pressure is somewhat relieved, but still there.
"n-not much really. I help Flint with some jobs, and c-clean clothes sometimes." He gulps. "Why d-do you ask?"
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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.
Within the forest, there is a bellow of rage. Forest animals race out of the forest in fear but are too late. A large cleaver made of purple-hued metal slices through a bear as if it were nothing but air. A large violet-colored clawed hand with boils and scars reaches out and takes the two halves. A large lumbering body walks out and begins to stuff the bear into a massive black-toothed maw that is opened on its stomach. It munches loudly, blood dripping down its maw.
This... thing... if you could call it that, had four large arms that were covered in scars, boils, and chain markings. The measly head on top of the body was helmeted by a black metal helm with two maroon eyes glowing and looking for food to eat. It growled loudly, still starving. It picks up the cleaver from the ground and licks the blood off of it.
*ooo*
Spider-Man lands on a nearby tree. "Hey buddy, I don't think that's healthy.
*Also for the other interactions*
Theren smiles. "You, my friend, got scared." he then sits down next to her, guitar strapped on his back.
"I know. I'm worried about you."
"G o a w a y l i t t l e o n e. I a m h u n g r y... I w i l l n o t s p a r e y o u." The Maw says.
She sticks her tongue out at him.
""I'm okay. Little tired but fine overall" he smiles.
Within the forest, there is a bellow of rage. Forest animals race out of the forest in fear but are too late. A large cleaver made of purple-hued metal slices through a bear as if it were nothing but air. A large violet-colored clawed hand with boils and scars reaches out and takes the two halves. A large lumbering body walks out and begins to stuff the bear into a massive black-toothed maw that is opened on its stomach. It munches loudly, blood dripping down its maw.
This... thing... if you could call it that, had four large arms that were covered in scars, boils, and chain markings. The measly head on top of the body was helmeted by a black metal helm with two maroon eyes glowing and looking for food to eat. It growled loudly, still starving. It picks up the cleaver from the ground and licks the blood off of it.
*ooo*
Spider-Man lands on a nearby tree. "Hey buddy, I don't think that's healthy.
*Also for the other interactions*
Theren smiles. "You, my friend, got scared." he then sits down next to her, guitar strapped on his back.
"I know. I'm worried about you."
"G o a w a y l i t t l e o n e. I a m h u n g r y... I w i l l n o t s p a r e y o u." The Maw says.
She sticks her tongue out at him.
""I'm okay. Little tired but fine overall" he smiles.
"woah, little one is kinda insulting man." Spidey says.
Theren chuckles
"You need sleep.."
*Pm?*
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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.
Mr. Black's gaze washes over the creature. It can feel his presence clearly, even from 60ft away.
Check to identify (Arcana, History, or Nature): 21
(History)
There is an order called "The Followers of Hunger". Most within the order are Cannibals, Murderers, and the Cultist Type. They worship a being, named The Maw, whose hunger is so ravenous that nothing would be able to hold it back. Mr Black remembers a picture in a book he saw once of a totem dedicated to The Maw. This... monster.. in front of him looks exactly like it.
"W h a t d o y o u w a n t ? . . ." A deep, growling voice says. It is coming from The Maw. "I c a n s e n s e y o u l o o k i n g a t m e."
"Personally, I'm wondering if the quality of what you eat means anything to you. Simultaneously, I want to know what you would taste like. Probably not very good, considering your unbalanced diet."
"As in I don't mean to. Ever since this stupid thing latched to my face-" she points to the helmet. "You don't wanna see under here, there's so many scars"
"Oooooh..."
"It doesn't come off is what i mean to say"
"ah, i see."
"it lets me tip it up to eat and drink though. so it can eat off of me" she says this as if it happens to everyone
"That...cant be healthy.."
she shrugs
"Seriously, are you ok?"
" i get really tired because of it, but I think so. " she half smiles
Within the forest, there is a bellow of rage. Forest animals race out of the forest in fear but are too late. A large cleaver made of purple-hued metal slices through a bear as if it were nothing but air. A large violet-colored clawed hand with boils and scars reaches out and takes the two halves. A large lumbering body walks out and begins to stuff the bear into a massive black-toothed maw that is opened on its stomach. It munches loudly, blood dripping down its maw.
This... thing... if you could call it that, had four large arms that were covered in scars, boils, and chain markings. The measly head on top of the body was helmeted by a black metal helm with two maroon eyes glowing and looking for food to eat. It growled loudly, still starving. It picks up the cleaver from the ground and licks the blood off of it.
*ooo*
Spider-Man lands on a nearby tree. "Hey buddy, I don't think that's healthy.
*Also for the other interactions*
Theren smiles. "You, my friend, got scared." he then sits down next to her, guitar strapped on his back.
"I know. I'm worried about you."
"G o a w a y l i t t l e o n e. I a m h u n g r y... I w i l l n o t s p a r e y o u." The Maw says.
She sticks her tongue out at him.
""I'm okay. Little tired but fine overall" he smiles.
"woah, little one is kinda insulting man." Spidey says.
Theren chuckles
"You need sleep.."
*Pm?*
"T h e n y o u m u s t w o r k o n y o u r e m o t i o n a l a r m o r." It said and grabbed a living deer, shoving it into its black-toothed mouth.
She rolls her eyes "Did you come over here just to scare me?"
"As in I don't mean to. Ever since this stupid thing latched to my face-" she points to the helmet. "You don't wanna see under here, there's so many scars"
"Oooooh..."
"It doesn't come off is what i mean to say"
"ah, i see."
"it lets me tip it up to eat and drink though. so it can eat off of me" she says this as if it happens to everyone
"That...cant be healthy.."
she shrugs
"Seriously, are you ok?"
" i get really tired because of it, but I think so. " she half smiles
"Hm...maybe I could help fix this..."
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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.
Within the forest, there is a bellow of rage. Forest animals race out of the forest in fear but are too late. A large cleaver made of purple-hued metal slices through a bear as if it were nothing but air. A large violet-colored clawed hand with boils and scars reaches out and takes the two halves. A large lumbering body walks out and begins to stuff the bear into a massive black-toothed maw that is opened on its stomach. It munches loudly, blood dripping down its maw.
This... thing... if you could call it that, had four large arms that were covered in scars, boils, and chain markings. The measly head on top of the body was helmeted by a black metal helm with two maroon eyes glowing and looking for food to eat. It growled loudly, still starving. It picks up the cleaver from the ground and licks the blood off of it.
*ooo*
Spider-Man lands on a nearby tree. "Hey buddy, I don't think that's healthy.
*Also for the other interactions*
Theren smiles. "You, my friend, got scared." he then sits down next to her, guitar strapped on his back.
"I know. I'm worried about you."
"G o a w a y l i t t l e o n e. I a m h u n g r y... I w i l l n o t s p a r e y o u." The Maw says.
She sticks her tongue out at him.
""I'm okay. Little tired but fine overall" he smiles.
"woah, little one is kinda insulting man." Spidey says.
Theren chuckles
"You need sleep.."
*Pm?*
"T h e n y o u m u s t w o r k o n y o u r e m o t i o n a l a r m o r." It said and grabbed a living deer, shoving it into its black-toothed mouth.
She rolls her eyes "Did you come over here just to scare me?"
"I'm fine. I swear." He says and tilts his head.
"Whaddya mean by that? I'm not emotionally damaged." he says
"Nah, I came over to hang out with a good friend."
"Ok, ok. Whatever you say."
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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.
Mr. Black's gaze washes over the creature. It can feel his presence clearly, even from 60ft away.
Check to identify (Arcana, History, or Nature): 21
(History)
There is an order called "The Followers of Hunger". Most within the order are Cannibals, Murderers, and the Cultist Type. They worship a being, named The Maw, whose hunger is so ravenous that nothing would be able to hold it back. Mr Black remembers a picture in a book he saw once of a totem dedicated to The Maw. This... monster.. in front of him looks exactly like it.
"W h a t d o y o u w a n t ? . . ." A deep, growling voice says. It is coming from The Maw. "I c a n s e n s e y o u l o o k i n g a t m e."
"Personally, I'm wondering if the quality of what you eat means anything to you. Simultaneously, I want to know what you would taste like. Probably not very good, considering your unbalanced diet."
It turns around slowly as its maroon eyes gleam from behind the helmet. It picks up its cleaver and purposely cuts off one of its arms. The arm drops to the ground with a thud, blood leaking out. A new arm begins to grow in its place. "T r y f o r y o u r s e l f.." It murmurs before chuckling.
"Nice coat. I assume you have some control over weather?" He's stopped sharpening his knife, but it's still in his hand.
"Um, yeah, sorta." He seems scared, but also confused.
"What do you do with it?" Mr. Black starts to pace around, slowly circling Oslo with his eyes turned to the ground. The pressure is somewhat relieved, but still there.
"n-not much really. I help Flint with some jobs, and c-clean clothes sometimes." He gulps. "Why d-do you ask?"
"I need to gauge your threat level. So many dangerous things live around here. Not all of them are friendly." He looks back up at Oslo. "I don't think I have anything to be afraid of though. If you were going to hurt me, I assume you would have tried already."
"As in I don't mean to. Ever since this stupid thing latched to my face-" she points to the helmet. "You don't wanna see under here, there's so many scars"
"Oooooh..."
"It doesn't come off is what i mean to say"
"ah, i see."
"it lets me tip it up to eat and drink though. so it can eat off of me" she says this as if it happens to everyone
"That...cant be healthy.."
she shrugs
"Seriously, are you ok?"
" i get really tired because of it, but I think so. " she half smiles
"As in I don't mean to. Ever since this stupid thing latched to my face-" she points to the helmet. "You don't wanna see under here, there's so many scars"
"Oooooh..."
"It doesn't come off is what i mean to say"
"ah, i see."
"it lets me tip it up to eat and drink though. so it can eat off of me" she says this as if it happens to everyone
"That...cant be healthy.."
she shrugs
"Seriously, are you ok?"
" i get really tired because of it, but I think so. " she half smiles
"Hm...maybe I could help fix this..."
"h-how?" she sits taller on the lampost.
"eh, i'm smart. I'll find a way."
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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.
Within the forest, there is a bellow of rage. Forest animals race out of the forest in fear but are too late. A large cleaver made of purple-hued metal slices through a bear as if it were nothing but air. A large violet-colored clawed hand with boils and scars reaches out and takes the two halves. A large lumbering body walks out and begins to stuff the bear into a massive black-toothed maw that is opened on its stomach. It munches loudly, blood dripping down its maw.
This... thing... if you could call it that, had four large arms that were covered in scars, boils, and chain markings. The measly head on top of the body was helmeted by a black metal helm with two maroon eyes glowing and looking for food to eat. It growled loudly, still starving. It picks up the cleaver from the ground and licks the blood off of it.
*ooo*
Spider-Man lands on a nearby tree. "Hey buddy, I don't think that's healthy.
*Also for the other interactions*
Theren smiles. "You, my friend, got scared." he then sits down next to her, guitar strapped on his back.
"I know. I'm worried about you."
"G o a w a y l i t t l e o n e. I a m h u n g r y... I w i l l n o t s p a r e y o u." The Maw says.
She sticks her tongue out at him.
""I'm okay. Little tired but fine overall" he smiles.
"woah, little one is kinda insulting man." Spidey says.
Theren chuckles
"You need sleep.."
*Pm?*
"T h e n y o u m u s t w o r k o n y o u r e m o t i o n a l a r m o r." It said and grabbed a living deer, shoving it into its black-toothed mouth.
She rolls her eyes "Did you come over here just to scare me?"
"I'm fine. I swear." He says and tilts his head.
"Whaddya mean by that? I'm not emotionally damaged." he says
"Nah, I came over to hang out with a good friend."
"Ok, ok. Whatever you say."
"T h e n y o u l i e t o y o u r s e l f." It says with a grumble before it turns away.
Within the forest, there is a bellow of rage. Forest animals race out of the forest in fear but are too late. A large cleaver made of purple-hued metal slices through a bear as if it were nothing but air. A large violet-colored clawed hand with boils and scars reaches out and takes the two halves. A large lumbering body walks out and begins to stuff the bear into a massive black-toothed maw that is opened on its stomach. It munches loudly, blood dripping down its maw.
This... thing... if you could call it that, had four large arms that were covered in scars, boils, and chain markings. The measly head on top of the body was helmeted by a black metal helm with two maroon eyes glowing and looking for food to eat. It growled loudly, still starving. It picks up the cleaver from the ground and licks the blood off of it.
*ooo*
Spider-Man lands on a nearby tree. "Hey buddy, I don't think that's healthy.
*Also for the other interactions*
Theren smiles. "You, my friend, got scared." he then sits down next to her, guitar strapped on his back.
"I know. I'm worried about you."
"G o a w a y l i t t l e o n e. I a m h u n g r y... I w i l l n o t s p a r e y o u." The Maw says.
She sticks her tongue out at him.
""I'm okay. Little tired but fine overall" he smiles.
"woah, little one is kinda insulting man." Spidey says.
Theren chuckles
"You need sleep.."
*Pm?*
"T h e n y o u m u s t w o r k o n y o u r e m o t i o n a l a r m o r." It said and grabbed a living deer, shoving it into its black-toothed mouth.
She rolls her eyes "Did you come over here just to scare me?"
"I'm fine. I swear." He says and tilts his head.
"Whaddya mean by that? I'm not emotionally damaged." he says
"Nah, I came over to hang out with a good friend."
"Ok, ok. Whatever you say."
"T h e n y o u l i e t o y o u r s e l f." It says with a grumble before it turns away.
She smirks "Suuuuure"
Jack kisses his head "Are you feeling okay?"
Spidey follows it. "Dude, just saying. You need a breath mint."
"what's that supposed to mean?"
He nods
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(History)
There is an order called "The Followers of Hunger". Most within the order are Cannibals, Murderers, and the Cultist Type. They worship a being, named The Maw, whose hunger is so ravenous that nothing would be able to hold it back. Mr Black remembers a picture in a book he saw once of a totem dedicated to The Maw. This... monster.. in front of him looks exactly like it.
"W h a t d o y o u w a n t ? . . ." A deep, growling voice says. It is coming from The Maw. "I c a n s e n s e y o u l o o k i n g a t m e."
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
"What do you do with it?" Mr. Black starts to pace around, slowly circling Oslo with his eyes turned to the ground. The pressure is somewhat relieved, but still there.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
she shrugs
I play a lot of characters
Morvius Thexire, Gold, Ara Pebble, Teko, Serenity, Rena, Cado .....Pokemon Master!
I have a youtube just type 'meaplord' im the first thing
"Seriously, are you ok?"
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Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"n-not much really. I help Flint with some jobs, and c-clean clothes sometimes." He gulps. "Why d-do you ask?"
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"G o a w a y l i t t l e o n e. I a m h u n g r y... I w i l l n o t s p a r e y o u." The Maw says.
She sticks her tongue out at him.
""I'm okay. Little tired but fine overall" he smiles.
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
"woah, little one is kinda insulting man." Spidey says.
Theren chuckles
"You need sleep.."
*Pm?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Personally, I'm wondering if the quality of what you eat means anything to you. Simultaneously, I want to know what you would taste like. Probably not very good, considering your unbalanced diet."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
" i get really tired because of it, but I think so. " she half smiles
I play a lot of characters
Morvius Thexire, Gold, Ara Pebble, Teko, Serenity, Rena, Cado .....Pokemon Master!
I have a youtube just type 'meaplord' im the first thing
"T h e n y o u m u s t w o r k o n y o u r e m o t i o n a l a r m o r." It said and grabbed a living deer, shoving it into its black-toothed mouth.
She rolls her eyes "Did you come over here just to scare me?"
"I'm fine. I swear." He says and tilts his head.
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
"Hm...maybe I could help fix this..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Whaddya mean by that? I'm not emotionally damaged." he says
"Nah, I came over to hang out with a good friend."
"Ok, ok. Whatever you say."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*gtg, see Y'all in a bit!*
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.
It turns around slowly as its maroon eyes gleam from behind the helmet. It picks up its cleaver and purposely cuts off one of its arms. The arm drops to the ground with a thud, blood leaking out. A new arm begins to grow in its place. "T r y f o r y o u r s e l f.." It murmurs before chuckling.
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 need to gauge your threat level. So many dangerous things live around here. Not all of them are friendly." He looks back up at Oslo. "I don't think I have anything to be afraid of though. If you were going to hurt me, I assume you would have tried already."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"h-how?" she sits taller on the lampost.
I play a lot of characters
Morvius Thexire, Gold, Ara Pebble, Teko, Serenity, Rena, Cado .....Pokemon Master!
I have a youtube just type 'meaplord' im the first thing
*open chars?*
psychopath ^-^
"eh, i'm smart. I'll find a way."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"T h e n y o u l i e t o y o u r s e l f." It says with a grumble before it turns away.
She smirks "Suuuuure"
Jack kisses his head "Are you feeling okay?"
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
Spidey follows it. "Dude, just saying. You need a breath mint."
"what's that supposed to mean?"
He nods
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.