He whips around. "And you're wasting my time. This will be done no matter what you say. The investors want it, so be glad I made the calculations to damage the minimum possible forest life. Be glad I'm replanting somewhere else. Be glad I don't act like my competitors and just kill everyone and everything in my way. I'm really [GP]ing trying, and you couldn't possibly understand how much worse this could be, how much worse this would be if someone else was in charge."
"Trust me. I've seen worse things than a hell machine. Also, i would suggest trying to make something that helps the environment. And also, who in the 9 hells are your investors?"
"People. Hungry, ruthless people. They don't care about you, they want what they want. Think me, but worse. That is just how it works once you get to my level. And my smog cleansers alone are doing more for the environment than a single man ever could, not to mention my auto-sowers and killing machines sent out to hunt invasive species like monstrosities and demons."
"hm, not bad."
"Progress demands sacrifice, but I try to mitigate losses whenever possible. Personally, I don't care about the environment, but since others do it doesn't make sense to just rip it all out... regardless of how much it irks me. People like you always get in my way, but as long as I have some mitigation for my crimes, I always get away with it. That will never change. I will be long dead and gone before this company deals enough damage to really draw your ire."
Thimble watches theren curiously, not really bothered by the cold
He has a decent sized pile of wood as he sets his axe down and sits down on a stump, sighing a bit ah a small fire appears in his hands.
"What are you doing?" They ask, suddenly behind him
Theren jumps slightly. "Oh hi. I'm just taking a break."
"The wood" They say with a nod, sitting beside him
"Yeah. Just firewood." he says, making the fire disappear. (Also can i get a description?*
*they're an odd looking figure, cloaked in a deep blue cloth that covers their entire body, and odd charm acting as a clasp. Their head seems to be covered by a white porcelain almost helmet with horns, bright blue eyes glowing in the darkness of its eyeholes. On their back is a weapon that looks almost like one half a pair of scissors*
"I see." They nod
*huh, ok!*
"So, uhm, what brings ya here?"
They look down for a moment, thumbing iver the charm clasp, "I'm not sure. I was drawn here."
He whips around. "And you're wasting my time. This will be done no matter what you say. The investors want it, so be glad I made the calculations to damage the minimum possible forest life. Be glad I'm replanting somewhere else. Be glad I don't act like my competitors and just kill everyone and everything in my way. I'm really [GP]ing trying, and you couldn't possibly understand how much worse this could be, how much worse this would be if someone else was in charge."
"Trust me. I've seen worse things than a hell machine. Also, i would suggest trying to make something that helps the environment. And also, who in the 9 hells are your investors?"
"People. Hungry, ruthless people. They don't care about you, they want what they want. Think me, but worse. That is just how it works once you get to my level. And my smog cleansers alone are doing more for the environment than a single man ever could, not to mention my auto-sowers and killing machines sent out to hunt invasive species like monstrosities and demons."
"hm, not bad."
"Progress demands sacrifice, but I try to mitigate losses whenever possible. Personally, I don't care about the environment, but since others do it doesn't make sense to just rip it all out... regardless of how much it irks me. People like you always get in my way, but as long as I have some mitigation for my crimes, I always get away with it. That will never change. I will be long dead and gone before this company deals enough damage to really draw your ire."
he nods, listening
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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.
Thimble watches theren curiously, not really bothered by the cold
He has a decent sized pile of wood as he sets his axe down and sits down on a stump, sighing a bit ah a small fire appears in his hands.
"What are you doing?" They ask, suddenly behind him
Theren jumps slightly. "Oh hi. I'm just taking a break."
"The wood" They say with a nod, sitting beside him
"Yeah. Just firewood." he says, making the fire disappear. (Also can i get a description?*
*they're an odd looking figure, cloaked in a deep blue cloth that covers their entire body, and odd charm acting as a clasp. Their head seems to be covered by a white porcelain almost helmet with horns, bright blue eyes glowing in the darkness of its eyeholes. On their back is a weapon that looks almost like one half a pair of scissors*
"I see." They nod
*huh, ok!*
"So, uhm, what brings ya here?"
They look down for a moment, thumbing iver the charm clasp, "I'm not sure. I was drawn here."
"Drawn by what?"
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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.
Thimble watches theren curiously, not really bothered by the cold
He has a decent sized pile of wood as he sets his axe down and sits down on a stump, sighing a bit ah a small fire appears in his hands.
"What are you doing?" They ask, suddenly behind him
Theren jumps slightly. "Oh hi. I'm just taking a break."
"The wood" They say with a nod, sitting beside him
"Yeah. Just firewood." he says, making the fire disappear. (Also can i get a description?*
*they're an odd looking figure, cloaked in a deep blue cloth that covers their entire body, and odd charm acting as a clasp. Their head seems to be covered by a white porcelain almost helmet with horns, bright blue eyes glowing in the darkness of its eyeholes. On their back is a weapon that looks almost like one half a pair of scissors*
"I see." They nod
*huh, ok!*
"So, uhm, what brings ya here?"
They look down for a moment, thumbing iver the charm clasp, "I'm not sure. I was drawn here."
"huh. Cool!"
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
'How's ya work going? And have ya settled in well to ya home?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Progress demands sacrifice, but I try to mitigate losses whenever possible. Personally, I don't care about the environment, but since others do it doesn't make sense to just rip it all out... regardless of how much it irks me. People like you always get in my way, but as long as I have some mitigation for my crimes, I always get away with it. That will never change. I will be long dead and gone before this company deals enough damage to really draw your ire."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They look down for a moment, thumbing iver the charm clasp, "I'm not sure. I was drawn here."
"Just walking Hamy, we like to head into the city and see the sights."
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.
Yelena eats more of her noodles and looks around. "wonder if anyone would pay me to preform..."
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
'What sights are there?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"The buildings, the shops, the parks, we like them all, don't we Hamy." He smiles and Hamy gives a happy bark.
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.
he nods, listening
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Drawn by what?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
'Man, I should really get out more'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'I reckon some people would! What's ya performance?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Yeah! There's so much great stuff to see."
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.
"Well i can sing about anything really. but ive been working on a dance lately."
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
*gtg*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
'What's ya favourite place?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'Can I see?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Dreams..." They mumble,
*See you!*
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.
"There's a bench in the park where I sit, and play fetch with Hamy. We like it there." He smiles, genuinely.
*Got riptide on*
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.