The tavern doors swing inward as a figure steps in through the sudden glare of the sun. The air seems to ripple with ancient magic that clings to the wanderer's tattered cloak, carrying whispers of forgotten adventures and untold tales as the dust dances around them like a loyal companion.
A rusty sword hangs upon the hip of this wanderer, once a masterpiece, now held solely as a rusty testament to their past, a silent witness to countless stories, for the wanderer's mismatched eyes hold tales of power long discarded, temporarily or otherwise.
Walking to a nearby table they drop a small pouch upon it which creates a resounding thud, drawing the attention of nearby patrons, as they spin a purple-tinted disc upon their fingers.
And yet upon closer inspection, their form wavers, like a haze. An elusive illusion that is not so easily lifted or seen through, it's almost as if they're daring someone to try.
And so the wanderer takes a seat, eyes drifting closed, or perhaps they're trying to focus on the conversations around them.
There's a light clunk as a mug is set down beside them, a young man in a jacket having sat down beside the wanderer. They're an odd looking sort, a slight hum and whir of gears seeming to always be around them, and one of their eyes is missing, replaced by something more mechanical. They look over at the wanderer, having a lively smile for a moment, "Hello there Newcomer"
Shambler is a massive, vaguely humanoid creature composed entirely of bright flowers and shifting vines. Mushrooms sprout from his shoulders, and his only facial features are a pair of empty eye sockets.
There's a light clunk as a mug is set down beside them, a young man in a jacket having sat down beside the wanderer. They're an odd looking sort, a slight hum and whir of gears seeming to always be around them, and one of their eyes is missing, replaced by something more mechanical. They look over at the wanderer, having a lively smile for a moment, "Hello there Newcomer"
They nod and tilt there head, "That's a nice eye you have there Mister." they say, smiling back revealing a white row of shark-like teeth.
There's a light clunk as a mug is set down beside them, a young man in a jacket having sat down beside the wanderer. They're an odd looking sort, a slight hum and whir of gears seeming to always be around them, and one of their eyes is missing, replaced by something more mechanical. They look over at the wanderer, having a lively smile for a moment, "Hello there Newcomer"
They nod and tilt there head, "That's a nice eye you have there Mister." they say, smiling back revealing a white row of shark-like teeth.
There's a light clunk as a mug is set down beside them, a young man in a jacket having sat down beside the wanderer. They're an odd looking sort, a slight hum and whir of gears seeming to always be around them, and one of their eyes is missing, replaced by something more mechanical. They look over at the wanderer, having a lively smile for a moment, "Hello there Newcomer"
They nod and tilt there head, "That's a nice eye you have there Mister." they say, smiling back revealing a white row of shark-like teeth.
"Thanks, made it myself." He grins
"Really? What's it made of, and can you take it out or is it grafted to your nervous system?"
*I'm working on a bunch of things at once and one person is threatening to report me for insulting him in a game (as in roleplaying), so I'm just gonna have the Egregore for now.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I'm working on a bunch of things at once and one person is threatening to report me for insulting him in a game (as in roleplaying), so I'm just gonna have the Egregore for now.*
*WHO THREATENED MY FRIEND. >:0 *
*MMMMM. I think I have someone for you to mess with.*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*I'm working on a bunch of things at once and one person is threatening to report me for insulting him in a game (as in roleplaying), so I'm just gonna have the Egregore for now.*
*WHO THREATENED MY FRIEND. >:0 *
*MMMMM. I think I have someone for you to mess with.*
*Eh, doesn't matter. I decided to quit playing with them and it'll most likely be my first offence anyway. I'm hoping the mods actually read the context. If you're really curious, I guess you could look at the Guild Warfare thread in Forum Games, but don't harass the guy. He doesn't seem to be the type who takes any garbage, and I think he needs to cool off before he'll be willing to talk.*
*Ooh, do tell...*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I'm working on a bunch of things at once and one person is threatening to report me for insulting him in a game (as in roleplaying), so I'm just gonna have the Egregore for now.*
*WHO THREATENED MY FRIEND. >:0 *
*MMMMM. I think I have someone for you to mess with.*
*Eh, doesn't matter. I decided to quit playing with them and it'll most likely be my first offence anyway. I'm hoping the mods actually read the context. If you're really curious, I guess you could look at the Guild Warfare thread in Forum Games, but don't harass the guy. He doesn't seem to be the type who takes any garbage, and I think he needs to cool off before he'll be willing to talk.*
*Ooh, do tell...*
*Okie dokie. I know not to start fights I can't win. Besides, I don't wanna upset you.*
In the woods, a massive beast made of sheared flesh and eyes and mouths lies on the ground. It has puny little wings that try to flutter but can't seem to get the obese monster off the ground. It grumbled and rolls around, rolling over trees and such.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Okie dokie. I know not to start fights I can't win. Besides, I don't wanna upset you.*
In the woods, a massive beast made of sheared flesh and eyes and mouths lies on the ground. It has puny little wings that try to flutter but can't seem to get the obese monster off the ground. It grumbled and rolls around, rolling over trees and such.
The Egregore watches from a nearby knocked-over tree.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Okie dokie. I know not to start fights I can't win. Besides, I don't wanna upset you.*
In the woods, a massive beast made of sheared flesh and eyes and mouths lies on the ground. It has puny little wings that try to flutter but can't seem to get the obese monster off the ground. It grumbled and rolls around, rolling over trees and such.
The Egregore watches from a nearby knocked-over tree.
It grunts and decides that's enough for today and flops down, just a semi-solid puddle of flesh with eyes and mouths. It uses its puny arms that stick out at odd ends to grab grass and other items for no reason like a small child who is frustrated.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Okie dokie. I know not to start fights I can't win. Besides, I don't wanna upset you.*
In the woods, a massive beast made of sheared flesh and eyes and mouths lies on the ground. It has puny little wings that try to flutter but can't seem to get the obese monster off the ground. It grumbled and rolls around, rolling over trees and such.
The Egregore watches from a nearby knocked-over tree.
It grunts and decides that's enough for today and flops down, just a semi-solid puddle of flesh with eyes and mouths. It uses its puny arms that stick out at odd ends to grab grass and other items for no reason like a small child who is frustrated.
The Egregore walks over and attempts to pet it.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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*Neat! I don't think I have any characters that would work with them though.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
There's a light clunk as a mug is set down beside them, a young man in a jacket having sat down beside the wanderer. They're an odd looking sort, a slight hum and whir of gears seeming to always be around them, and one of their eyes is missing, replaced by something more mechanical. They look over at the wanderer, having a lively smile for a moment, "Hello there Newcomer"
Shambler is seated indoors by the fire.
*character desc*
Shambler is a massive, vaguely humanoid creature composed entirely of bright flowers and shifting vines. Mushrooms sprout from his shoulders, and his only facial features are a pair of empty eye sockets.
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They nod and tilt there head, "That's a nice eye you have there Mister." they say, smiling back revealing a white row of shark-like teeth.
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Then you aren't. But we can figure that out."
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
"Thanks, made it myself." He grins
*A very good morning to you all, and yet again another apology for not roleplaying enough*
*anyone got any actives?*
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.
*hi drummer! A very good morning to you aswell, and it's ok. I've been super absent recently too with some stuff happening irl*
*I got Alec, Bonnie, and my kobold*
*um. Same XD.*
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"Really? What's it made of, and can you take it out or is it grafted to your nervous system?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*(Crawls out of void and stands up, leaning into your ear.)*
*Hi there. I'm here about your car insurance.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Hey, Wendi!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Hi Baalz!!! (Hugs)*
*Who ya got to RP with?*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I'm working on a bunch of things at once and one person is threatening to report me for insulting him in a game (as in roleplaying), so I'm just gonna have the Egregore for now.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*WHO THREATENED MY FRIEND. >:0 *
*MMMMM. I think I have someone for you to mess with.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Eh, doesn't matter. I decided to quit playing with them and it'll most likely be my first offence anyway. I'm hoping the mods actually read the context. If you're really curious, I guess you could look at the Guild Warfare thread in Forum Games, but don't harass the guy. He doesn't seem to be the type who takes any garbage, and I think he needs to cool off before he'll be willing to talk.*
*Ooh, do tell...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Okie dokie. I know not to start fights I can't win. Besides, I don't wanna upset you.*
In the woods, a massive beast made of sheared flesh and eyes and mouths lies on the ground. It has puny little wings that try to flutter but can't seem to get the obese monster off the ground. It grumbled and rolls around, rolling over trees and such.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The Egregore watches from a nearby knocked-over tree.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It grunts and decides that's enough for today and flops down, just a semi-solid puddle of flesh with eyes and mouths. It uses its puny arms that stick out at odd ends to grab grass and other items for no reason like a small child who is frustrated.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The Egregore walks over and attempts to pet it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.