"I was actually thinking I'd pin them down while you pick them off. Leave a survivor or two. Maybe leave them injured."
He pats her head. "Not quite. But... yeah. He's in charge of making sure everything goes smoothly. He used to bring presents himself, but he outsourced that to churches, parents, uncles, and so on."
(As you wish)
"That is adequate." she chuckles and breaks away from him "Tis been awhile since I hunted."
She smiles "People close to others?" she asked.
The doorway opens again and Pakmon rushes out. He grips his weapons "They are coming.. Not all of them but a good amount."
He stands up and leads the way without a word. They can hear the laughing. He steps around the corner of the building. "ON THE GROUND. ALL OF YOU."
"Why, yes! I guess it must follow that principle I mentioned before. People give others that they love gifts as a way to express that love."
Okropnosc is wearing a black, featureless cloak. "I haven't scared in ages... I may be rusty... would you forgive me if I failed, Pakmon?"
Yuri watches with fascination as he commands them to the ground. They are in shock, standing stock still.
She giggles "I should get presents for you and my sister and brother.." She said.
Pakmon smiles kindly "Why would I ever not forgive you? You are helping me." He said.
He stands up and leads the way without a word. They can hear the laughing. He steps around the corner of the building. "ON THE GROUND. ALL OF YOU."
"Why, yes! I guess it must follow that principle I mentioned before. People give others that they love gifts as a way to express that love."
Okropnosc is wearing a black, featureless cloak. "I haven't scared in ages... I may be rusty... would you forgive me if I failed, Pakmon?"
Yuri watches with fascination as he commands them to the ground. They are in shock, standing stock still.
She giggles "I should get presents for you and my sister and brother.." She said.
Pakmon smiles kindly "Why would I ever not forgive you? You are helping me." He said.
"GROUND!" He fires into the air. Yuri's truesight reveals that it was just a blank. He was prepared for this.
"You don't need to get a present for me. Your love is more than enough. But if you do get me one, how about a drawing? I like those."
The Basilisk nods and walks through the portal. "Here goes..." he whispers. He throws off the cloak before the enemies. Pakmon sees his younger sister, never to grow up, never to be held or loved again. Dead. Gone. Forever. What must the zealots see? Their god, crucified and broken? Perhaps their families, looking at them in terror for what they have done? Maybe they each see something different.
"Ah. Not really the think most would joke about. After all, if I dumped 3 tons of toxic industrial waste down into the sewers, you wouldn't like it, would you?"
'Suppose not. Could be worse, could be double that'
He stands up and leads the way without a word. They can hear the laughing. He steps around the corner of the building. "ON THE GROUND. ALL OF YOU."
"Why, yes! I guess it must follow that principle I mentioned before. People give others that they love gifts as a way to express that love."
Okropnosc is wearing a black, featureless cloak. "I haven't scared in ages... I may be rusty... would you forgive me if I failed, Pakmon?"
Yuri watches with fascination as he commands them to the ground. They are in shock, standing stock still.
She giggles "I should get presents for you and my sister and brother.." She said.
Pakmon smiles kindly "Why would I ever not forgive you? You are helping me." He said.
"GROUND!" He fires into the air. Yuri's truesight reveals that it was just a blank. He was prepared for this.
"You don't need to get a present for me. Your love is more than enough. But if you do get me one, how about a drawing? I like those."
The Basilisk nods and walks through the portal. "Here goes..." he whispers. He throws off the cloak before the enemies. Pakmon sees his younger sister, never to grow up, never to be held or loved again. Dead. Gone. Forever. What must the zealots see? Their god, crucified and broken? Perhaps their families, looking at them in terror for what they have done? Maybe they each see something different.
Intimidation: 45
They then, finally, drop to the ground. The fear is coming off in waves. Yuri chuckles "A constant surprise you are to me" she says.
She nods "I like drawings as well. I'm not very good though."
Pakmon immediately covers his eyes but the followers arent so lucky. They scream in fear, some drop to the ground.
"GROUND!" He fires into the air. Yuri's truesight reveals that it was just a blank. He was prepared for this.
"You don't need to get a present for me. Your love is more than enough. But if you do get me one, how about a drawing? I like those."
The Basilisk nods and walks through the portal. "Here goes..." he whispers. He throws off the cloak before the enemies. Pakmon sees his younger sister, never to grow up, never to be held or loved again. Dead. Gone. Forever. What must the zealots see? Their god, crucified and broken? Perhaps their families, looking at them in terror for what they have done? Maybe they each see something different.
Intimidation: 45
They then, finally, drop to the ground. The fear is coming off in waves. Yuri chuckles "A constant surprise you are to me" she says.
She nods "I like drawings as well. I'm not very good though."
Pakmon immediately covers his eyes but the followers arent so lucky. They scream in fear, some drop to the ground.
"Yes, yes. IF I SEE ANYONE'S EYES, I'M GONNA PUT A BULLET BETWEEN THEM, YOU HEAR?!"
"I think if you put your heart into it, it's good no matter what it looks like."
The Great Nightmare begins to whisper. It sounds like gibberish to Pakmon, but the followers seem more afraid than before. Many of them start crying. The fear is not simply visual anymore.
The idol in oswalds factory is letting out a low pulsing rythym
Bonnie is likely wandering around with sadeh
Ozzy is sat at his work desk, a slowly beating human heart connected to a battery
Maeve is having a hearty breakfast as she seemingly talks to no one
Rory is performing his morning sermon
To be introduced once I finish their sheet
Sadeh is walking Bonnie back to the tavern "Wnna make cookies?"
Despite not knowing what a cookie is, Bonnie nods,"Sure! Sounds like fun" she smiles
Sadeh stops the invisibility spell and giggles "Cmon. I bet they have sugar, flour, eggs, and chocolate in the kitchen."
"Whats a kitchen?" She half asks before asking another questions, "Wait, I don't have money?"
"A kitchen is a place where food is made. And we don't need money! Watch this!" Sadeh forms a Mage Hand and lets it go into the kitchen. It comes back with a sack of flour, a baking tray, a bag of chocolate chips, a bag of sugar, a glass bottle of milk, and a stick of butter. Sadeh grins "Ta-da!"
"Isn't this stealing?" She asks, popping a chocolate chip into her mouth, "mmmm"
"Oh yeah.. Your right.." She thinks for a moment before casting creation and creating a few gold coins. She sends the Mage hand inside again, dumping them on the table before giggling "There we go!"
Bonnie giggles with her, "Concience clear!"
Sadeh sets them down and casts Create Bonfire. One springs up from the cold grass and dirt, roaring to life. She giggles "Okay. We need to mix together the butter, flour, sugar, milk, and chocolate chips in the bowl."
Bonnie seems suprised by the sudden fire, but then leans into the warmth,"Mmm, wow its chilly out" she smiles, grabbing a metal bowl
"You didn't notice?" She asked and tilted her head and giggled "I can make you a cloak or sweater if you want to stay warm?"
"Well I do sleep out here. Plus I'm a furnace on a good day" she smiles, "But that does sound nice"
She smiles and begins to use her Mage Hand to stir the dough. She hands a little bit to Bonnie "It tastes so good when its like this buts its also bad."
"Whats that mean?" She asks, popping the dough in her mouth
"GROUND!" He fires into the air. Yuri's truesight reveals that it was just a blank. He was prepared for this.
"You don't need to get a present for me. Your love is more than enough. But if you do get me one, how about a drawing? I like those."
The Basilisk nods and walks through the portal. "Here goes..." he whispers. He throws off the cloak before the enemies. Pakmon sees his younger sister, never to grow up, never to be held or loved again. Dead. Gone. Forever. What must the zealots see? Their god, crucified and broken? Perhaps their families, looking at them in terror for what they have done? Maybe they each see something different.
Intimidation: 45
They then, finally, drop to the ground. The fear is coming off in waves. Yuri chuckles "A constant surprise you are to me" she says.
She nods "I like drawings as well. I'm not very good though."
Pakmon immediately covers his eyes but the followers arent so lucky. They scream in fear, some drop to the ground.
"Yes, yes. IF I SEE ANYONE'S EYES, I'M GONNA PUT A BULLET BETWEEN THEM, YOU HEAR?!"
"I think if you put your heart into it, it's good no matter what it looks like."
The Great Nightmare begins to whisper. It sounds like gibberish to Pakmon, but the followers seem more afraid than before. Many of them start crying. The fear is not simply visual anymore.
Yuri smiles a bit, enjoying this show of intensity he puts on before walking past him. She looks over each of them, asking their names and such. She then singles out two people, a boy and a girl, and sends them off. "Your survivor's. The boy's father owns a steel mine while the girl's family specializes in gold mining. These other few however.." her eyes glinting from leaf green to blood red "I don't think they deserve to live. Families of slave owners and traffickers."
She grins and nods "Okay then. I draw a picture for you. Do you like kitties?"
Pakmon watches in morbid fascination, interesting in what he is doing to them.
The idol in oswalds factory is letting out a low pulsing rythym
Bonnie is likely wandering around with sadeh
Ozzy is sat at his work desk, a slowly beating human heart connected to a battery
Maeve is having a hearty breakfast as she seemingly talks to no one
Rory is performing his morning sermon
To be introduced once I finish their sheet
Sadeh is walking Bonnie back to the tavern "Wnna make cookies?"
Despite not knowing what a cookie is, Bonnie nods,"Sure! Sounds like fun" she smiles
Sadeh stops the invisibility spell and giggles "Cmon. I bet they have sugar, flour, eggs, and chocolate in the kitchen."
"Whats a kitchen?" She half asks before asking another questions, "Wait, I don't have money?"
"A kitchen is a place where food is made. And we don't need money! Watch this!" Sadeh forms a Mage Hand and lets it go into the kitchen. It comes back with a sack of flour, a baking tray, a bag of chocolate chips, a bag of sugar, a glass bottle of milk, and a stick of butter. Sadeh grins "Ta-da!"
"Isn't this stealing?" She asks, popping a chocolate chip into her mouth, "mmmm"
"Oh yeah.. Your right.." She thinks for a moment before casting creation and creating a few gold coins. She sends the Mage hand inside again, dumping them on the table before giggling "There we go!"
Bonnie giggles with her, "Concience clear!"
Sadeh sets them down and casts Create Bonfire. One springs up from the cold grass and dirt, roaring to life. She giggles "Okay. We need to mix together the butter, flour, sugar, milk, and chocolate chips in the bowl."
Bonnie seems suprised by the sudden fire, but then leans into the warmth,"Mmm, wow its chilly out" she smiles, grabbing a metal bowl
"You didn't notice?" She asked and tilted her head and giggled "I can make you a cloak or sweater if you want to stay warm?"
"Well I do sleep out here. Plus I'm a furnace on a good day" she smiles, "But that does sound nice"
She smiles and begins to use her Mage Hand to stir the dough. She hands a little bit to Bonnie "It tastes so good when its like this buts its also bad."
"Whats that mean?" She asks, popping the dough in her mouth
*oh, ok also, I introd like yesterday lol. Before I had the "idea"*
Yuri watches with fascination as he commands them to the ground. They are in shock, standing stock still.
She giggles "I should get presents for you and my sister and brother.." She said.
Pakmon smiles kindly "Why would I ever not forgive you? You are helping me." He said.
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
"GROUND!" He fires into the air. Yuri's truesight reveals that it was just a blank. He was prepared for this.
"You don't need to get a present for me. Your love is more than enough. But if you do get me one, how about a drawing? I like those."
The Basilisk nods and walks through the portal. "Here goes..." he whispers. He throws off the cloak before the enemies. Pakmon sees his younger sister, never to grow up, never to be held or loved again. Dead. Gone. Forever. What must the zealots see? Their god, crucified and broken? Perhaps their families, looking at them in terror for what they have done? Maybe they each see something different.
Intimidation: 34
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Suppose not. Could be worse, could be double that'
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They then, finally, drop to the ground. The fear is coming off in waves. Yuri chuckles "A constant surprise you are to me" she says.
She nods "I like drawings as well. I'm not very good though."
Pakmon immediately covers his eyes but the followers arent so lucky. They scream in fear, some drop to the ground.
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
*yo yo*
Theren is wandering the woods
Alix is sitting in the alleyway still, knees up to his chest
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
'Hey there, ya ok? Ya don't look it'
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"Yes, yes. IF I SEE ANYONE'S EYES, I'M GONNA PUT A BULLET BETWEEN THEM, YOU HEAR?!"
"I think if you put your heart into it, it's good no matter what it looks like."
The Great Nightmare begins to whisper. It sounds like gibberish to Pakmon, but the followers seem more afraid than before. Many of them start crying. The fear is not simply visual anymore.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Whats that mean?" She asks, popping the dough in her mouth
Echo sits down next to him
psychopath ^-^
Alix glances over
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Yuri smiles a bit, enjoying this show of intensity he puts on before walking past him. She looks over each of them, asking their names and such. She then singles out two people, a boy and a girl, and sends them off. "Your survivor's. The boy's father owns a steel mine while the girl's family specializes in gold mining. These other few however.." her eyes glinting from leaf green to blood red "I don't think they deserve to live. Families of slave owners and traffickers."
She grins and nods "Okay then. I draw a picture for you. Do you like kitties?"
Pakmon watches in morbid fascination, interesting in what he is doing to them.
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
*WENDIGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AND ALARICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Sadeh shrugs "No idea. They just say it is."
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 HAVE BEEN SUMMONED.*
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
*-hugssss-
Also wanna rp?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*OML I JUST HAD A DESTRUCTIVE AND CRAZY IDEA*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"What's wrong?"
psychopath ^-^
*THEREWWWWNNNNNNNNNNNNN*
"Nothing."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.