Bonnie is in a box unconscious, a couple of sciency looking folk discussing what they should do, a high elf women seeming adamant that they return to 'base'
Jubilee has found a shiny and is adding it to her 'hoarde' which is 80% chemical bombs at the moment
Ed approaches Jubilee and her hoard, inspecting her shinies and attempting to identify them. “Hello, there”
*desc if you don’t mind?*
*she's a kobold with white scales and deep blue eyes. She's currently wearing flashy noble clothes that have been very obviously modified to actually fit the kobold trailer than the noble she stole them from*
She looks at him for a moment, suspicious, before smiling, "Hello!"
“That’s quite a collection you have there. I take it you like shiny things?”
She nods happily, tossing the additional shiny she found into the pile, "Mhm, they're glittery and sparkly. Kinda a lizard brain part?"
“Very nice. But did you know that shiny things tend to have special properties in this universe? I can show you, if you’d like.”
"So good is magic?" She says with wonder
“Not magic, science.” From his pocket he produces a plate of metal and a bottle of shiny metallic liquid. “This is a plate of aluminum and and a bottle of gallium alloy. Do you know what happens if I put them together?”
She shakes head, not even knowing what either were. But they were shiny so he had her attention
He places the plate of aluminum on the ground and pours around a teaspoon of the liquid gallium onto it. “Now we wait for a moment.” After a few seconds the gallium has corroded a hole in the aluminum plate, Ed reaches down with his hands and starts breaking it into small pieces. “The gallium is completely safe to touch. It breaks down the oxide layer around the aluminum so we can snap it with our hands.”
"Oooo, I could use that in something." She mumbles, snapping a piece of aluminum off
Bonnie is in a box unconscious, a couple of sciency looking folk discussing what they should do, a high elf women seeming adamant that they return to 'base'
Jubilee has found a shiny and is adding it to her 'hoarde' which is 80% chemical bombs at the moment
Ed approaches Jubilee and her hoard, inspecting her shinies and attempting to identify them. “Hello, there”
*desc if you don’t mind?*
*she's a kobold with white scales and deep blue eyes. She's currently wearing flashy noble clothes that have been very obviously modified to actually fit the kobold trailer than the noble she stole them from*
She looks at him for a moment, suspicious, before smiling, "Hello!"
“That’s quite a collection you have there. I take it you like shiny things?”
She nods happily, tossing the additional shiny she found into the pile, "Mhm, they're glittery and sparkly. Kinda a lizard brain part?"
“Very nice. But did you know that shiny things tend to have special properties in this universe? I can show you, if you’d like.”
"So good is magic?" She says with wonder
“Not magic, science.” From his pocket he produces a plate of metal and a bottle of shiny metallic liquid. “This is a plate of aluminum and and a bottle of gallium alloy. Do you know what happens if I put them together?”
She shakes head, not even knowing what either were. But they were shiny so he had her attention
He places the plate of aluminum on the ground and pours around a teaspoon of the liquid gallium onto it. “Now we wait for a moment.” After a few seconds the gallium has corroded a hole in the aluminum plate, Ed reaches down with his hands and starts breaking it into small pieces. “The gallium is completely safe to touch. It breaks down the oxide layer around the aluminum so we can snap it with our hands.”
"Oooo, I could use that in something." She mumbles, snapping a piece of aluminum off
“It’s actually quite easy to make gallium. It’s a biproduct of bauxite processing, in which you must dissolve bauxite in sodium hydroxide, then wash out the red sand to separate alumina and bauxite so that you can crystallize and calcinate the alumina. When you have solid aluminum you can sift the gallium out of the red sands that you found earlier.” He realizes how long he just ranted for. “Oh, terribly sorry”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Bonnie is in a box unconscious, a couple of sciency looking folk discussing what they should do, a high elf women seeming adamant that they return to 'base'
Jubilee has found a shiny and is adding it to her 'hoarde' which is 80% chemical bombs at the moment
Ed approaches Jubilee and her hoard, inspecting her shinies and attempting to identify them. “Hello, there”
*desc if you don’t mind?*
*she's a kobold with white scales and deep blue eyes. She's currently wearing flashy noble clothes that have been very obviously modified to actually fit the kobold trailer than the noble she stole them from*
She looks at him for a moment, suspicious, before smiling, "Hello!"
“That’s quite a collection you have there. I take it you like shiny things?”
She nods happily, tossing the additional shiny she found into the pile, "Mhm, they're glittery and sparkly. Kinda a lizard brain part?"
“Very nice. But did you know that shiny things tend to have special properties in this universe? I can show you, if you’d like.”
"So good is magic?" She says with wonder
“Not magic, science.” From his pocket he produces a plate of metal and a bottle of shiny metallic liquid. “This is a plate of aluminum and and a bottle of gallium alloy. Do you know what happens if I put them together?”
She shakes head, not even knowing what either were. But they were shiny so he had her attention
He places the plate of aluminum on the ground and pours around a teaspoon of the liquid gallium onto it. “Now we wait for a moment.” After a few seconds the gallium has corroded a hole in the aluminum plate, Ed reaches down with his hands and starts breaking it into small pieces. “The gallium is completely safe to touch. It breaks down the oxide layer around the aluminum so we can snap it with our hands.”
"Oooo, I could use that in something." She mumbles, snapping a piece of aluminum off
“It’s actually quite easy to make gallium. It’s a biproduct of bauxite processing, in which you must dissolve bauxite in sodium hydroxide, then wash out the red sand to separate alumina and bauxite so that you can crystallize and calcinate the alumina. When you have solid aluminum you can sift the gallium out of the red sands that you found earlier.” He realizes how long he just ranted for. “Oh, terribly sorry”
She just had a look of content confusion as he finishes his rant
“Yes, that was very scientific. How about you show me the things you have collected?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
“Yes, that was very scientific. How about you show me the things you have collected?”
She digs her hands into her pile and pulls out a handful of gold,silver,bottle caps,and fake jewels
“Interesting. Where did you get this all from?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Bonnie is in a box unconscious, a couple of sciency looking folk discussing what they should do, a high elf women seeming adamant that they return to 'base'
Jubilee has found a shiny and is adding it to her 'hoarde' which is 80% chemical bombs at the moment
*loud clone marching noises*
A few clones come over to the sciency folk. "Whats going on here?"
The elf women smiles, blocking the box from view as she steps forward to greet the clones, "Just some field research, pay us no mind." She says cheerfully, "There's lots of interesting moss around here, did you know that?"
Droidbait walks forward. "Whats in the box? And i'll know if you lie."
"Something I made. However, it is rather dangerous so for obvious reasons I can't show you." She says, seeming exasperated at the situation
"We know what that kid is ma'am. Shes been harmless." Droidbait says, voice hardening.
She lets out a laugh, the sound almost unnatural coming from the women, "It seems you're mistaken officer, what we have with us is a prototype. I have no children afterall." She says,folding her arms
"I use the word kid in a loose sense." he says, motioning behind his back at some clones. They quietly set their weapons to stun
"Fair, it's yrue that you could say my inventions are my 'children'." She smiles, gesturing behind her, "For instance, with a flick of a switch, this prototype could produce enough arcane radiation to both power a town and also ruin thus forest for the next several hundred years." She says, one of her scientists pressing a button. A low hum fills the air and the clone's Geiger counters wirr to life in warning
One of the clones curses. "Sir what do we do?"
Droidbait hesitates. "Stand down.."
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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.
“I should hope to find an ally. One with an affinity for the arcane, perhaps. A fellow hoarder of blasphemous secrets. A deal-maker by all measures, and a habitual traitor.”
"Ah, the last one is not me. I do not make alliances with those I would betray. But after all is told, I care not for who wins or loses as long as I succeed."
He smiles. “And an alliance with me? I know more about the workings of our world than all the gods combined.”
"And yet you would seek out a mere miracle worker? Come now, you wanted to make a deal, didn't you?"
“A miracle worker? Really? I have plans for this world, grand plans. All I want is assurance you won’t get in my way.”
Bonnie is in a box unconscious, a couple of sciency looking folk discussing what they should do, a high elf women seeming adamant that they return to 'base'
Jubilee has found a shiny and is adding it to her 'hoarde' which is 80% chemical bombs at the moment
*loud clone marching noises*
A few clones come over to the sciency folk. "Whats going on here?"
The elf women smiles, blocking the box from view as she steps forward to greet the clones, "Just some field research, pay us no mind." She says cheerfully, "There's lots of interesting moss around here, did you know that?"
Droidbait walks forward. "Whats in the box? And i'll know if you lie."
"Something I made. However, it is rather dangerous so for obvious reasons I can't show you." She says, seeming exasperated at the situation
"We know what that kid is ma'am. Shes been harmless." Droidbait says, voice hardening.
She lets out a laugh, the sound almost unnatural coming from the women, "It seems you're mistaken officer, what we have with us is a prototype. I have no children afterall." She says,folding her arms
"I use the word kid in a loose sense." he says, motioning behind his back at some clones. They quietly set their weapons to stun
"Fair, it's yrue that you could say my inventions are my 'children'." She smiles, gesturing behind her, "For instance, with a flick of a switch, this prototype could produce enough arcane radiation to both power a town and also ruin thus forest for the next several hundred years." She says, one of her scientists pressing a button. A low hum fills the air and the clone's Geiger counters wirr to life in warning
One of the clones curses. "Sir what do we do?"
Droidbait hesitates. "Stand down.."
"Ah, you folks are reasonable at last." She says with a small smile, "Now, How about you leave us be so we can get my little experiment back where it belongs."
Bonnie is in a box unconscious, a couple of sciency looking folk discussing what they should do, a high elf women seeming adamant that they return to 'base'
Jubilee has found a shiny and is adding it to her 'hoarde' which is 80% chemical bombs at the moment
*loud clone marching noises*
A few clones come over to the sciency folk. "Whats going on here?"
The elf women smiles, blocking the box from view as she steps forward to greet the clones, "Just some field research, pay us no mind." She says cheerfully, "There's lots of interesting moss around here, did you know that?"
Droidbait walks forward. "Whats in the box? And i'll know if you lie."
"Something I made. However, it is rather dangerous so for obvious reasons I can't show you." She says, seeming exasperated at the situation
"We know what that kid is ma'am. Shes been harmless." Droidbait says, voice hardening.
She lets out a laugh, the sound almost unnatural coming from the women, "It seems you're mistaken officer, what we have with us is a prototype. I have no children afterall." She says,folding her arms
"I use the word kid in a loose sense." he says, motioning behind his back at some clones. They quietly set their weapons to stun
"Fair, it's yrue that you could say my inventions are my 'children'." She smiles, gesturing behind her, "For instance, with a flick of a switch, this prototype could produce enough arcane radiation to both power a town and also ruin thus forest for the next several hundred years." She says, one of her scientists pressing a button. A low hum fills the air and the clone's Geiger counters wirr to life in warning
One of the clones curses. "Sir what do we do?"
Droidbait hesitates. "Stand down.."
"Ah, you folks are reasonable at last." She says with a small smile, "Now, How about you leave us be so we can get my little experiment back where it belongs."
"You shouldn't call living beings experiments." he says with a growl
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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.
“I should hope to find an ally. One with an affinity for the arcane, perhaps. A fellow hoarder of blasphemous secrets. A deal-maker by all measures, and a habitual traitor.”
"Ah, the last one is not me. I do not make alliances with those I would betray. But after all is told, I care not for who wins or loses as long as I succeed."
He smiles. “And an alliance with me? I know more about the workings of our world than all the gods combined.”
"And yet you would seek out a mere miracle worker? Come now, you wanted to make a deal, didn't you?"
“A miracle worker? Really? I have plans for this world, grand plans. All I want is assurance you won’t get in my way.”
"That would take a miracle, and I only work those when I get something in return. How about that scroll?"
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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.
“Yes, that was very scientific. How about you show me the things you have collected?”
She digs her hands into her pile and pulls out a handful of gold,silver,bottle caps,and fake jewels
“Interesting. Where did you get this all from?”
"The ground!" She beams
“Really?” People must not be very careful of their valuables around here…” He takes from his back pocket several other gems and metals. “You can have fun messing with these I suppose.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
“I should hope to find an ally. One with an affinity for the arcane, perhaps. A fellow hoarder of blasphemous secrets. A deal-maker by all measures, and a habitual traitor.”
"Ah, the last one is not me. I do not make alliances with those I would betray. But after all is told, I care not for who wins or loses as long as I succeed."
He smiles. “And an alliance with me? I know more about the workings of our world than all the gods combined.”
"And yet you would seek out a mere miracle worker? Come now, you wanted to make a deal, didn't you?"
“A miracle worker? Really? I have plans for this world, grand plans. All I want is assurance you won’t get in my way.”
"That would take a miracle, and I only work those when I get something in return. How about that scroll?"
He smiles, trying to play coy. “This scroll . . . the danger it poses to the multiverse is immense. I’m reluctant to part with it. Perhaps you can offer me a secret about yourself, as insurance it won’t be misused. Do you follow?”
"That would take a miracle, and I only work those when I get something in return. How about that scroll?"
He smiles, trying to play coy. “This scroll . . . the danger it poses to the multiverse is immense. I’m reluctant to part with it. Perhaps you can offer me a secret about yourself, as insurance it won’t be misused. Do you follow?”
"I'll offer you a secret. What would you like to know? Nearly everything about me is secret in some way."
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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.
"That would take a miracle, and I only work those when I get something in return. How about that scroll?"
He smiles, trying to play coy. “This scroll . . . the danger it poses to the multiverse is immense. I’m reluctant to part with it. Perhaps you can offer me a secret about yourself, as insurance it won’t be misused. Do you follow?”
"I'll offer you a secret. What would you like to know? Nearly everything about me is secret in some way."
Kezzolan steeples his fingers and thinks. He wasn’t expecting this to be so easy. “I need something dangerous. Something that gives me power.”
After a few moments, he speaks. “Tell me about your miracles. Not how you work them, but why. What’s your endgame? Surely you don’t do them out of a desire to spread joy or love. You want something.”
"That would take a miracle, and I only work those when I get something in return. How about that scroll?"
He smiles, trying to play coy. “This scroll . . . the danger it poses to the multiverse is immense. I’m reluctant to part with it. Perhaps you can offer me a secret about yourself, as insurance it won’t be misused. Do you follow?”
"I'll offer you a secret. What would you like to know? Nearly everything about me is secret in some way."
Kezzolan steeples his fingers and thinks. He wasn’t expecting this to be so easy. “I need something dangerous. Something that gives me power.”
After a few moments, he speaks. “Tell me about your miracles. Not how you work them, but why. What’s your endgame? Surely you don’t do them out of a desire to spread joy or love. You want something.”
"I have no endgame. No grand goals. But you are right in one thing: I am no magnanimous being. Kindness is not in my nature. You asked your question. Now, will you give me the scroll, or should I meddle in your affairs freely?"
The door stays firmly shut. It hasn't once attempted to open 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.
Bonnie is in a box unconscious, a couple of sciency looking folk discussing what they should do, a high elf women seeming adamant that they return to 'base'
Jubilee has found a shiny and is adding it to her 'hoarde' which is 80% chemical bombs at the moment
*loud clone marching noises*
A few clones come over to the sciency folk. "Whats going on here?"
The elf women smiles, blocking the box from view as she steps forward to greet the clones, "Just some field research, pay us no mind." She says cheerfully, "There's lots of interesting moss around here, did you know that?"
Droidbait walks forward. "Whats in the box? And i'll know if you lie."
"Something I made. However, it is rather dangerous so for obvious reasons I can't show you." She says, seeming exasperated at the situation
"We know what that kid is ma'am. Shes been harmless." Droidbait says, voice hardening.
She lets out a laugh, the sound almost unnatural coming from the women, "It seems you're mistaken officer, what we have with us is a prototype. I have no children afterall." She says,folding her arms
"I use the word kid in a loose sense." he says, motioning behind his back at some clones. They quietly set their weapons to stun
"Fair, it's yrue that you could say my inventions are my 'children'." She smiles, gesturing behind her, "For instance, with a flick of a switch, this prototype could produce enough arcane radiation to both power a town and also ruin thus forest for the next several hundred years." She says, one of her scientists pressing a button. A low hum fills the air and the clone's Geiger counters wirr to life in warning
One of the clones curses. "Sir what do we do?"
Droidbait hesitates. "Stand down.."
"Ah, you folks are reasonable at last." She says with a small smile, "Now, How about you leave us be so we can get my little experiment back where it belongs."
"You shouldn't call living beings experiments." he says with a growl
"Ah, touchy subject isn't it. You are clones afterall."
“Yes, that was very scientific. How about you show me the things you have collected?”
She digs her hands into her pile and pulls out a handful of gold,silver,bottle caps,and fake jewels
“Interesting. Where did you get this all from?”
"The ground!" She beams
“Really?” People must not be very careful of their valuables around here…” He takes from his back pocket several other gems and metals. “You can have fun messing with these I suppose.”
She giggles manically as she takes the metals and gems
Bonnie is in a box unconscious, a couple of sciency looking folk discussing what they should do, a high elf women seeming adamant that they return to 'base'
Jubilee has found a shiny and is adding it to her 'hoarde' which is 80% chemical bombs at the moment
*loud clone marching noises*
A few clones come over to the sciency folk. "Whats going on here?"
The elf women smiles, blocking the box from view as she steps forward to greet the clones, "Just some field research, pay us no mind." She says cheerfully, "There's lots of interesting moss around here, did you know that?"
Droidbait walks forward. "Whats in the box? And i'll know if you lie."
"Something I made. However, it is rather dangerous so for obvious reasons I can't show you." She says, seeming exasperated at the situation
"We know what that kid is ma'am. Shes been harmless." Droidbait says, voice hardening.
She lets out a laugh, the sound almost unnatural coming from the women, "It seems you're mistaken officer, what we have with us is a prototype. I have no children afterall." She says,folding her arms
"I use the word kid in a loose sense." he says, motioning behind his back at some clones. They quietly set their weapons to stun
"Fair, it's yrue that you could say my inventions are my 'children'." She smiles, gesturing behind her, "For instance, with a flick of a switch, this prototype could produce enough arcane radiation to both power a town and also ruin thus forest for the next several hundred years." She says, one of her scientists pressing a button. A low hum fills the air and the clone's Geiger counters wirr to life in warning
One of the clones curses. "Sir what do we do?"
Droidbait hesitates. "Stand down.."
"Ah, you folks are reasonable at last." She says with a small smile, "Now, How about you leave us be so we can get my little experiment back where it belongs."
"You shouldn't call living beings experiments." he says with a growl
"Ah, touchy subject isn't it. You are clones afterall."
There is a click at a clone commando puts their blaster to the scientist holding the remotes head. "Turn it off." the commando says. The rest of the clones raise their weapons. "in the name of the New Galactic Empire you are under arrest."
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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.
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"Oooo, I could use that in something." She mumbles, snapping a piece of aluminum off
“It’s actually quite easy to make gallium. It’s a biproduct of bauxite processing, in which you must dissolve bauxite in sodium hydroxide, then wash out the red sand to separate alumina and bauxite so that you can crystallize and calcinate the alumina. When you have solid aluminum you can sift the gallium out of the red sands that you found earlier.” He realizes how long he just ranted for. “Oh, terribly sorry”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
She just had a look of content confusion as he finishes his rant
“Yes, that was very scientific. How about you show me the things you have collected?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
She digs her hands into her pile and pulls out a handful of gold,silver,bottle caps,and fake jewels
“Interesting. Where did you get this all from?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
One of the clones curses. "Sir what do we do?"
Droidbait hesitates. "Stand down.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"The ground!" She beams
“A miracle worker? Really? I have plans for this world, grand plans. All I want is assurance you won’t get in my way.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
"Ah, you folks are reasonable at last." She says with a small smile, "Now, How about you leave us be so we can get my little experiment back where it belongs."
"You shouldn't call living beings experiments." he says with a growl
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"That would take a miracle, and I only work those when I get something in return. How about that scroll?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Really?” People must not be very careful of their valuables around here…” He takes from his back pocket several other gems and metals. “You can have fun messing with these I suppose.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
He smiles, trying to play coy. “This scroll . . . the danger it poses to the multiverse is immense. I’m reluctant to part with it. Perhaps you can offer me a secret about yourself, as insurance it won’t be misused. Do you follow?”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
"I'll offer you a secret. What would you like to know? Nearly everything about me is secret in some way."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Kezzolan steeples his fingers and thinks. He wasn’t expecting this to be so easy. “I need something dangerous. Something that gives me power.”
After a few moments, he speaks. “Tell me about your miracles. Not how you work them, but why. What’s your endgame? Surely you don’t do them out of a desire to spread joy or love. You want something.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
"I have no endgame. No grand goals. But you are right in one thing: I am no magnanimous being. Kindness is not in my nature. You asked your question. Now, will you give me the scroll, or should I meddle in your affairs freely?"
The door stays firmly shut. It hasn't once attempted to open it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Ah, touchy subject isn't it. You are clones afterall."
She giggles manically as she takes the metals and gems
There is a click at a clone commando puts their blaster to the scientist holding the remotes head. "Turn it off." the commando says. The rest of the clones raise their weapons. "in the name of the New Galactic Empire you are under arrest."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.