"My home plane, the Domains of Dread! We Dark Powers have our own domains, but mine is a bit less... dreadful than most."
"That's actually awesome!" He reaches a wing out towards him but then catches himself
Edward clearly notices, but he just smirks instead of saying anything. "There's no natural light there, so I have to equip my carnies with special brightgoggles to keep their eyes safe."
"My home plane, the Domains of Dread! We Dark Powers have our own domains, but mine is a bit less... dreadful than most."
"That's actually awesome!" He reaches a wing out towards him but then catches himself
Edward clearly notices, but he just smirks instead of saying anything. "There's no natural light there, so I have to equip my carnies with special brightgoggles to keep their eyes safe."
"My home plane, the Domains of Dread! We Dark Powers have our own domains, but mine is a bit less... dreadful than most."
"That's actually awesome!" He reaches a wing out towards him but then catches himself
Edward clearly notices, but he just smirks instead of saying anything. "There's no natural light there, so I have to equip my carnies with special brightgoggles to keep their eyes safe."
"Ooo, what are they made of?"
"Well, shadowstuff. I can warp shadows with incredible proficiency, if I do say so myself. Very powerful in a world without light. I can make objects out of it, even. I made a special sand that makes black glass when smelted. I even made an umbrella out of that glass once. It broke, but it worked!"
The corrupted heart is making a whistle noise I think
Rory is performing his morning sermom
Zenix notices some sort of shadowy, extraplanar creature with a bestial skull for a face and some extravagant clothing. It's about the size and shape of a hill giant, but is very obviously not one.
Oswald is studying the heart to try and find out what it even is.
He smiles and gazes into Fin's eyes. Then he hears music from one of the cars. "Oh, there's my trailer! I put a calliope in there. It keeps the moths calm while we're moving. I don't want the bruising themselves. They don't have exoskeletons, and wool doesn't protect them from ramming headfirst into the bars of a cage."
He hops onto the edge of the car and holds out a wing for Mr. Boyfriend Material.
The corrupted heart is making a whistle noise I think
Rory is performing his morning sermom
Zenix notices some sort of shadowy, extraplanar creature with a bestial skull for a face and some extravagant clothing. It's about the size and shape of a hill giant, but is very obviously not one.
Oswald is studying the heart to try and find out what it even is.
"Hm?" He hops off the roof, shifting into a raven to fly closer
The corrupted heart is making a whistle noise I think
Rory is performing his morning sermom
Zenix notices some sort of shadowy, extraplanar creature with a bestial skull for a face and some extravagant clothing. It's about the size and shape of a hill giant, but is very obviously not one.
Oswald is studying the heart to try and find out what it even is.
"Hm?" He hops off the roof, shifting into a raven to fly closer
Arcana and nature check
The creature's golden eyes follow him, not aggressive, just observing as he flies around it.
He smiles and gazes into Fin's eyes. Then he hears music from one of the cars. "Oh, there's my trailer! I put a calliope in there. It keeps the moths calm while we're moving. I don't want the bruising themselves. They don't have exoskeletons, and wool doesn't protect them from ramming headfirst into the bars of a cage."
He hops onto the edge of the car and holds out a wing for Mr. Boyfriend Material.
He takes it and takes a bight, his expression lighting up. "Wow! That's really good!" *gtg exam*
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"Heh, nature." She smiles at the potential pun,
"You sound like my dad." Siven laughs, woozy from the morphine
"Dont." he warns jumping over a log.
"Never had the chance to become one."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"What? I ain't done nothing" she smiles, speeding up
"Hm, well you'd be better at it that him" she says, adjusting her sitting
"My home plane, the Domains of Dread! We Dark Powers have our own domains, but mine is a bit less... dreadful than most."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"No puns." he says
"Dont say that. You barely know me." he mumbles, while finishing stitching up her wounds.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"That's actually awesome!" He reaches a wing out towards him but then catches himself
Edward clearly notices, but he just smirks instead of saying anything. "There's no natural light there, so I have to equip my carnies with special brightgoggles to keep their eyes safe."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Ooo, what are they made of?"
*other characters if anyone's interested?*
Bonnie is being kidnapped :3
Zenix is sitting on a rooftop
The corrupted heart is making a whistle noise I think
Rory is performing his morning sermom
"Ah fine." She groans, then laughs as she vaults a tree
"I mean if you're willing to help me you're better than him." She mumbles, slightly slumped to a side
Theren follows, using trees to vault off of.
"Ah ah, stay awake."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Well, shadowstuff. I can warp shadows with incredible proficiency, if I do say so myself. Very powerful in a world without light. I can make objects out of it, even. I made a special sand that makes black glass when smelted. I even made an umbrella out of that glass once. It broke, but it worked!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Wow..." He seems really fascinated by him
Zenix notices some sort of shadowy, extraplanar creature with a bestial skull for a face and some extravagant clothing. It's about the size and shape of a hill giant, but is very obviously not one.
Oswald is studying the heart to try and find out what it even is.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Maeve seems more impressed as they keep running
Siven does her best to not pass out, mumbling numbers,
He smiles and gazes into Fin's eyes. Then he hears music from one of the cars. "Oh, there's my trailer! I put a calliope in there. It keeps the moths calm while we're moving. I don't want the bruising themselves. They don't have exoskeletons, and wool doesn't protect them from ramming headfirst into the bars of a cage."
He hops onto the edge of the car and holds out a wing for Mr. Boyfriend Material.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Hm?" He hops off the roof, shifting into a raven to fly closer
Arcana and nature check
Theren smirks, "What? not expecting this from a guy who sleeps outdoors?"
Phoenix splashes some cold water on her face.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The creature's golden eyes follow him, not aggressive, just observing as he flies around it.
Arcana: 19
Nature: 28
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He takes it and takes a bight, his expression lighting up. "Wow! That's really good!" *gtg exam*