*Weeeeeeeeeee. i passed my drug test on a technicality :3 *
Theren is sitting under a tree with his eyes closed.
Phoenix is cutting his hair shorter.
-new character-
A young man, about 26 or 27, is walking up to the tavern. He has worn brown boots, a white shirt with an old brown jacket over it, and black pants. He has a cheery smile on his face. His hair is blonde and messy and he has light brown eyes. Over his back is a lute that seems to be in great condition.
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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.
*Weeeeeeeeeee. i passed my drug test on a technicality :3 *
Theren is sitting under a tree with his eyes closed.
Phoenix is cutting his hair shorter.
-new character-
A young man, about 26 or 27, is walking up to the tavern. He has worn brown boots, a white shirt with an old brown jacket over it, and black pants. He has a cheery smile on his face. His hair is blonde and messy and he has light brown eyes. Over his back is a lute that seems to be in great condition.
In the distance, a reveing of an engine is heard. An ATV speeds through the forest. Two men, one in a dark camo suit wearing a balaclava sits in the passenger's seat. The design on the balaclava is a generic smiling yellow face. The other is a young man with a shaven head and light stubble. He is smiling, seeming to crack a joke to his colleague who remains still.
Once the ATV stops, the balaclava man steps out, gripping the side for support. "Good (GP) god. You would think time in America would've helped you to drive a little bit better. Soap and you both make me throw up every time in the truck."
"Brava. I's do a pretty well job when Imma driving. You just can't handle the speed."
*Weeeeeeeeeee. i passed my drug test on a technicality :3 *
Theren is sitting under a tree with his eyes closed.
Phoenix is cutting his hair shorter.
-new character-
A young man, about 26 or 27, is walking up to the tavern. He has worn brown boots, a white shirt with an old brown jacket over it, and black pants. He has a cheery smile on his face. His hair is blonde and messy and he has light brown eyes. Over his back is a lute that seems to be in great condition.
In the distance, a reveing of an engine is heard. An ATV speeds through the forest. Two men, one in a dark camo suit wearing a balaclava sits in the passenger's seat. The design on the balaclava is a generic smiling yellow face. The other is a young man with a shaven head and light stubble. He is smiling, seeming to crack a joke to his colleague who remains still.
Once the ATV stops, the balaclava man steps out, gripping the side for support. "Good (GP) god. You would think time in America would've helped you to drive a little bit better. Soap and you both make me throw up every time in the truck."
"Brava. I's do a pretty well job when Imma driving. You just can't handle the speed."
Therens eyes snap open when he hears the ATV. He stands up and looks over at the men
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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.
*Weeeeeeeeeee. i passed my drug test on a technicality :3 *
Theren is sitting under a tree with his eyes closed.
Phoenix is cutting his hair shorter.
-new character-
A young man, about 26 or 27, is walking up to the tavern. He has worn brown boots, a white shirt with an old brown jacket over it, and black pants. He has a cheery smile on his face. His hair is blonde and messy and he has light brown eyes. Over his back is a lute that seems to be in great condition.
In the distance, a reveing of an engine is heard. An ATV speeds through the forest. Two men, one in a dark camo suit wearing a balaclava sits in the passenger's seat. The design on the balaclava is a generic smiling yellow face. The other is a young man with a shaven head and light stubble. He is smiling, seeming to crack a joke to his colleague who remains still.
Once the ATV stops, the balaclava man steps out, gripping the side for support. "Good (GP) god. You would think time in America would've helped you to drive a little bit better. Soap and you both make me throw up every time in the truck."
"Brava. I's do a pretty well job when Imma driving. You just can't handle the speed."
Therens eyes snap open when he hears the ATV. He stands up and looks over at the men
Brava slaps a gloved hand over his hidden mouth, trying not to throw up. "I am going to turn you inside out..."
"You can try, but I wouldn't bet money on it." The other says.
*Weeeeeeeeeee. i passed my drug test on a technicality :3 *
Theren is sitting under a tree with his eyes closed.
Phoenix is cutting his hair shorter.
-new character-
A young man, about 26 or 27, is walking up to the tavern. He has worn brown boots, a white shirt with an old brown jacket over it, and black pants. He has a cheery smile on his face. His hair is blonde and messy and he has light brown eyes. Over his back is a lute that seems to be in great condition.
In the distance, a reveing of an engine is heard. An ATV speeds through the forest. Two men, one in a dark camo suit wearing a balaclava sits in the passenger's seat. The design on the balaclava is a generic smiling yellow face. The other is a young man with a shaven head and light stubble. He is smiling, seeming to crack a joke to his colleague who remains still.
Once the ATV stops, the balaclava man steps out, gripping the side for support. "Good (GP) god. You would think time in America would've helped you to drive a little bit better. Soap and you both make me throw up every time in the truck."
"Brava. I's do a pretty well job when Imma driving. You just can't handle the speed."
Therens eyes snap open when he hears the ATV. He stands up and looks over at the men
Brava slaps a gloved hand over his hidden mouth, trying not to throw up. "I am going to turn you inside out..."
"You can try, but I wouldn't bet money on it." The other says.
Theren steps behind a tree, still listening.
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Tortured poet and writer
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(I gtg in a few minutes but wanted to have them know about that)
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
*was that yep to it being to Sheela? Or yep to me using anyone? aaa*
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.
*To sheela! :]*
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
*ah awesome!*
Sheela looks up at the dragon, jaw comically hanging open.
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.
The Green dragon looks over and violently coughs out dust.
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
Sheela sneezes as well, partly in shock.
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.
The dragon shakes its body like a large dog and stares down at Sheela. "Hello small one."
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
She blinks and stumbles back a bit, still very intimidated, looking away.
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.
*Howdy friends!*
*ALARIC!*
*(SUPLEXS)*
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
UwU
We are one, we are none, we are someone, something and somewhat
Not a dumbass/not brain dead are my pronouns
🧀PM me the word 'cheese'🧀
PM me the word 'tomato'
*LAWRENCE!*
*(IS OBLITERATED)
*Sup guys*
Theren is sitting against a tree in the woods, eyes closed.
Phoenix is deciding how short to cut his hair.
Droidbait is talking to some clone commandos.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Weeeeeeeeeee. i passed my drug test on a technicality :3 *
Theren is sitting under a tree with his eyes closed.
Phoenix is cutting his hair shorter.
-new character-
A young man, about 26 or 27, is walking up to the tavern. He has worn brown boots, a white shirt with an old brown jacket over it, and black pants. He has a cheery smile on his face. His hair is blonde and messy and he has light brown eyes. Over his back is a lute that seems to be in great condition.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A rosebush with legs walks by the man.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
The man looks intrigued as he crouches down next to them, hand outstretched.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
In the distance, a reveing of an engine is heard. An ATV speeds through the forest. Two men, one in a dark camo suit wearing a balaclava sits in the passenger's seat. The design on the balaclava is a generic smiling yellow face. The other is a young man with a shaven head and light stubble. He is smiling, seeming to crack a joke to his colleague who remains still.
Once the ATV stops, the balaclava man steps out, gripping the side for support. "Good (GP) god. You would think time in America would've helped you to drive a little bit better. Soap and you both make me throw up every time in the truck."
"Brava. I's do a pretty well job when Imma driving. You just can't handle the speed."
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
Therens eyes snap open when he hears the ATV. He stands up and looks over at the men
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Brava slaps a gloved hand over his hidden mouth, trying not to throw up. "I am going to turn you inside out..."
"You can try, but I wouldn't bet money on it." The other says.
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
Theren steps behind a tree, still listening.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.