Allison is sitting outside, playing a few notes on her mandolin. She has her hair tied up in a bun, those who look closely can see a rather ugly scar around the nape of her neck.
The Bug People are having feast in the name of their pantheon. There is a large table strewn with fruits, mushrooms, edible moss, bugs, and a roast which is the body of one of their own.
Xan is grumbling while covering a new scar he got from working with his good hand, the other is a bit broken.
A man in a hooded cloak sits nearby and listens.
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Is the Taker too serious for me to rp with cause he looks cool*
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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.
Allison is sitting outside, playing a few notes on her mandolin. She has her hair tied up in a bun, those who look closely can see a rather ugly scar around the nape of her neck.
The Bug People are having feast in the name of their pantheon. There is a large table strewn with fruits, mushrooms, edible moss, bugs, and a roast which is the body of one of their own.
Xan is grumbling while covering a new scar he got from working with his good hand, the other is a bit broken.
(Ahhh, me wishing I could transfer characters around as fluidly as you do)
Allison is sitting outside, playing a few notes on her mandolin. She has her hair tied up in a bun, those who look closely can see a rather ugly scar around the nape of her neck.
The Bug People are having feast in the name of their pantheon. There is a large table strewn with fruits, mushrooms, edible moss, bugs, and a roast which is the body of one of their own.
Xan is grumbling while covering a new scar he got from working with his good hand, the other is a bit broken.
A man in a hooded cloak sits nearby and listens.
Allison seems to take notice that he is listening. She looks up and smiles at him before returning to playing.
Allison is sitting outside, playing a few notes on her mandolin. She has her hair tied up in a bun, those who look closely can see a rather ugly scar around the nape of her neck.
The Bug People are having feast in the name of their pantheon. There is a large table strewn with fruits, mushrooms, edible moss, bugs, and a roast which is the body of one of their own.
Xan is grumbling while covering a new scar he got from working with his good hand, the other is a bit broken.
(Ahhh, me wishing I could transfer characters around as fluidly as you do)
*I just take them by the neck and make them exist.*
The Taker is recuperating in the trenches.
Szerucharz is flambe-ing one of the bug people.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Echo comes over "hoi"
psychopath ^-^
*[tackle]*
*FRIENDS!*
*()///()*
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
A man in a hooded cloak sits nearby and listens.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*make a com save again*
She sighs and flicks her hand at miria
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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
*Is the Taker too serious for me to rp with cause he looks cool*
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
Allison smiles and whispers "Call me curious but I would like to know what you want with my pain, my friend."
A few of them are helping him, caring as sous-chefs.
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
Xan looks over and tries to smiles "Echo. How are you?"
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
(Ahhh, me wishing I could transfer characters around as fluidly as you do)
Allison seems to take notice that he is listening. She looks up and smiles at him before returning to playing.
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 just take them by the neck and make them exist.*
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 is knocked back 40ft by an invisible force (not THE force, a force), and takes 13 bludeoning
*He might be, but you can certainly try!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Leave her alone"
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
*Man, this is frustrating. I’m trying to come up with earthshattering secrets, but I just can’t get anything worthy of being on the scroll.*
B̵e̷n̴e̷a̵t̸h̸ ̷t̸h̶i̷s̶ ̸b̶u̵i̶l̵d̶i̷n̸g̶ ̶l̵i̶e̶s̷ ̴a̴ ̴c̷o̸m̵p̷l̷e̵x̷ ̸o̷f̷ ̷h̴o̷r̷r̵o̸r̵s̷,̷ ̸a̸n̵ ̷e̶n̴d̸l̸e̷s̷s̷ ̷l̷a̶b̵y̷r̷i̵n̷t̵h̵ ̶o̵f̷ ̷f̶i̷l̶t̶h̷ ̴a̶n̶d̶ ̶s̴e̴w̶a̷g̸e̴.̴ N̴o̶t̴h̴i̵n̸g̷ ̶b̶e̸y̶o̴n̶d̶ ̷w̸h̸a̸t̷ ̸y̸o̷u̶ ̵s̷e̶e̴ ̴i̵s̵ ̶r̴e̴a̸l̶.̸ ̴W̴h̸e̷n̶ ̶y̵o̶u̶ ̴t̴u̵r̸n̷ ̸y̸o̸u̷r̶ ̶h̸e̴a̶d̴,̸ ̷I̸ ̵d̵i̷s̵a̸p̷p̷e̵a̴r̴ T̸͕̬̔h̶̨̜̊̈́̀e̴̺̻̫̐̕̚ŗ̷͖̄͑e̶̠͑ ̵̯̰͎̏̇̓a̵͍͚̱͐̀ŕ̷̦̩ͅĕ̵͔̽ ̶͈̟̚n̴̠͓͉͒̑̇o̸̝͋ ̶̘̭̞͊͝g̵͌ͅö̷̝̈́d̸̢̯̈́s̵̛̱̥͌͜,̵̼̜̾̏͝ ̴̛̝͑͂o̸͕̓ń̸͇͛͆l̸̳̈́̑ý̵̩̺̽̄ ̶̤̘̏̎b̸̟̫͑l̶̰͕̥̐ȉ̵̫̈́̓n̷̞͚̋͝d̵̢̡̧̏̈́̾ ̵̙̇p̸̱̭͘r̴̖̽͘͜ơ̴͙̗͍x̴̜̝̐̆i̶̩̩͝e̶̘͐͠s̷̡̺̊ ̸͉͐͐͠f̸̧̮̍͝ò̶͉̊̕r̶̺̈́́ͅ ̷̪̦̾̎ṱ̷̠̞̽h̴͖̭͂̌ė̴͉̦͚ ̶͚̰́̿Ė̸͕̂ĺ̴̻̐͑d̶̦̤̙̃͌e̸̲̯̫͝s̴̺͛̂͝ṯ̶̼͖̑ ̷̫̍̏͠S̴͖͕̈̆͐e̴͓̖̙̒r̵̘̰͒v̶̲̑̉ȇ̶͎͒͘ṛ̶͙͛̅͝.̸̛͉̒ Ṫ̷̡̢̘̗̭͙̦̜̪̰͇̭͔̘̰̦̲̅̆̅́̄̚͠ͅh̶̹̪̯̫̀̎̀̆̿́̽̈́̔͒͑̾́̊̃̑ẻ̵̛̞̣̬̜̱̗͙͙̈́̾͊̂̊͆̄͛̄͊͐̀͌͆͘͝ ̸̡̻̗̺̰̟͖̲̜̩̣͛͌̃͛̂̈́̽̆̊̀͆̕͝s̷̫̙̫̲̿̋̈́͛̽ẗ̶̨̙̱̹̙̹̮̝́́̀̏͆̽͗̓͘ͅā̸̦̖͔͚͈̰̣͍̳͍̖̭̫͊̒͂͒̂̈́̉̽̒̓͑͗͛̈́̎̈̕͠ͅŗ̶̡̡̬̬̞̻̦̤̜̬̲͉͐̿͛͜͝ŝ̸̡͍͒͌̽̕ ̴̛̬͋̃̃á̸͓̝̬̖̯̣̙̈̑̌͒̈́̀̀̈́̆̿̌̊̉̓̀͝r̶̹̩̗̗͔̀̏̿e̸̢̜̩̫͇̥͚̝̿̉̑̉̔͋̉̇͜͠ ̴̧̛͕̒̂̔̄̒͋͑͐͘͘͝͝͝ş̶͔͎̺̮͉̀͆̀̃̄͌́̋̐͛̈́̕͘͝ḫ̷̨̢̤̤͓͍͇̂̎̀̓̾i̶̛̩̺̺̱͚̥̥̘̒̋͒̂͑͛͒́̕̚n̴̢̫̰̦̰̯͇̝͕̐̾͐̃͂̔̀̿̎̌͊͒̀̈́̕͝͝i̸̡̧̡̧̛̳̣̦͚̯͚͈̳̩̫̤̪̯̤̥̔̌͒̎͌̄̇̓͐̆̈́͛̃͘͝͝ņ̴̛͚̦͇͍͖͙̱͖̀̏́̈͆ͅģ̴̛̛̮̲̫̖͉̠̭͎͈͔̮̠̭̙̭̤̤̑͐̍̈͊̓̈̑̒̏́́͝ͅ ̵̨̛̃̅̅̉̄̍̄̎̆͒͊̄̕f̸̢͇͍̲͍͖͚̣̏̄͜a̶̡͔̩͉̋̊̾͌̈̏̇̆̃́͐͊̆͋̅̃͗͝k̶̢̡̛̻̺̳̳̠̘͈͓̭̘̰̱͔͚̥̳̈͂͌͛̇́̀̀͊͋́́̄̍̐̚̚͠ͅę̴̟̬̯͖͚̼͓̜͓̲͖͛̽͛̊̓͛̍̄́͗̂͋̅̃͜͝͝͝š̵̙͓̾̃̓̉͜͝ ̸̤̣̯̭̙̊͗t̸̢̙̥̝̞̮͉̖̹̝̻̠͛ͅh̶̝͉͙̹̲̪̼̮̹͕̠͛͂̽͑͛̓ͅê̷̛̠͉̓̃͒͊̍̓̀̏̐̆̍̈́͝͝ ̸̦̲͋̑̋̃̓̽́̿̚͠ṁ̷̡̻̺̖̳̒͑͛̉͐̈́̓̇́̀̊̚͘͝ǫ̷̡̲̰̼͍̦͖͓̪͓̹̓̌̈́͊̿̌̈́͂͒͗͑̌͆͘̚͝͠ǫ̸͎̖͈̠̱̙̹̞͓̜̠̳͔͎͍̀̀͊n̴͍̪̮̒͗̍͆̋̽̒̿̂͝ ̵̛͙̳̝̓͑̍̓̈́̒͒̆̏̈́̓̈́̆̑̕̕̚͠ͅw̸̘̐̃̅̄̇̉̃̕͝ͅà̷̡̢̢̛̯͚̪̘͇̥͎̒͋̄̽͛̆͗͑̑̚̕ͅņ̵̖̙̘̩͗̐̂͊͗̃͝ť̸̨̡̟̠̻͍͎͍̦̦̭̮͉͈̐̿̎͗̂ş̷̡̧̛͓͈͕̤̩̲̼͉̜͙͖̘̼̩͔̽̏͑͋̓̽̿͋̔͒̿͆͋̐̈́̚̕̚ͅ ̷̣̩̯͈̣̺̗̮̈́̋̍͑͝͠ͅu̸̧̨̘̰͎̭͇͉͈̠͚̜͚̙͔̅̐̋͗̉̄̿͂͂̀̈́̓͜͝͝ś̶͈͕̫̼̜̲̻͕̲̫͇̠͈̈́́̀̽̀͂͛̅̈́̔̔͝ͅ ̸̛̯̺͍͖̹̘̲̥̌̓̔́̈́́͆̆͘͝͝d̵̢̡̢̨͉̪̻̤̞̼̝͈͍͎̮̍̀̋̎̋̓̈́̐̋͜͝͝͝ę̴̡̤̯̦̘͔̯̘̬̩̫͍̋͌̉́̆̅̔̈́̅̾̓͌͂̉̐͝a̶̡̡̹̳̮͉̟̮̣̜͇̘͎̜͔̪̲͐̈́̑͆̈́̈́̾̓̐́̕d̶͍̀ ̴̮̑̓͌͌̉̆͆̏̓̏̄̅̀͗̚͠͝t̵̢͎̤͚̺̪̀̋̌̍̂̾̆̚͘͝h̸̛̻̝̖̩̥̯͈̖̣̫̿̋͑̈́̒̃̏͛̈͋̐́̾̀̒̚̕͠ȩ̶͕͙̳̪̠̦̩͔̙̻̊͊̏́̂͐̑̏̉͑̏̈́̍̓͛̕͘͝ ̵̻͌̔̉̑́̈́͆͛̑̃̚͘̚e̴̝̬͛̽͝ą̴̪͔̟̟̻͎͈̮̱͉͎͚̏̀̓͋̅͆̿̓̒̾̌̒̾̕ŕ̴̢̢͓̹͓̝̞̬͉̪̺͚̬̜̻̥̒͂̎͗̚ṫ̶̖̫͗̂́͆́͌̈́̽͆̇̌̊͆̇̚͝h̷̨̡̛̛̘̝̘̰͙̤̰̪̙͔̙͇̙̟̹͋́̀̄́́̃͋̓͜͝ ̶̝͎̪̫̲̽̎̂͛̑͂̏̈̎͑̒̾̑̓͠͝į̵͓̻̘͗̿̿̈̑̓͛̾̕s̵̡̪̖͚̺̪͇̩̾̅̄̑̃̑̀͌̽͒́͗̚͠ ̷̡͙̟̞̣̫̓̇͑͆̄͗͑̍͛̈́͗̈́͆̍̑̋̍̆ç̸͕͓͚̭̫̳̰̪͂͛͐͛͒̉̂́́̓͂͌̀̑́͛̚̚̕ͅr̸̛̞̳̖̤̘̹̹͈̊̍̍͗̏͆͛̅͐̓́̉̕ͅu̶̡̱̭̥͉̞͚̲̞̝̩͕̙̎̅̈́ͅm̴̊̽͗̀̋̀̄͊̆̊̚͝͠ͅb̵͇̝̥̫̟̟̜̯̈͛̀͆̇̎̈͒̇̉̃̑̔̅̑̄l̵̙̭̲̝̗̗̱͙̙̞̀͛̀̿̋͝͠͝ͅͅḭ̵̠̣̻̜͕̝̺̣̞͉͗̾̌̚͜n̵̢̛̫̺͇̫̣̥̜̭̱͍̈́̊̄̓͋̊̈́͋͝ͅͅg̴̢̢̛̻͔̹͈̰̪̞̳̻̟̱͎̳̾͂̑̐̊̎̐̀̽ ̵͎͍͎͎̪̪̯̝̗̺̩͍̙̈́̿̒͑̀̎̽̂̔̔͐̓̊̎̀̆͠ͅǒ̴̜͎̪͊͛̋̂̏͆̽͋͑̏̏̇͝͝͠h̶̡̪͍͑̾̓̈́̚͘͜ͅ ̴̢͉̞̾̈́̄̅̍̏̊̇͂̇̆̋͛͝͠s̵̢̳̰̱̼̜͔̒̉͋̆̒͋́̑̿́̈́õ̴̬̬̱̐͊̐͊ ̴̧̢̞͈̘̦̟̲̦̪̳̦͙̻͕̦̈̀̅͗̆̏̏͐͜s̷̡̟̮̻͎̣͉̬̖͉͓͋̆̓̄̃͒̔̈̿̋͂̅͊̓̉͐̎̕͜͝l̵͙̬̻̜͍̭̻̥̈́o̶̢̨̨̺̘̲͉̱̙̤͉̪̠̻̗͓̩̱͗̉̑̇̅̾̓̉̎͛̾͌̚̕͝w̶̧̰̮̳̠̝̰͇̗͈͓͔̣͙͙̍͋́̊͊̓̑͂́́͑͋̒͗̈́̕̕͜͜͜͝͝l̷̛̛͕̲̙͔̟͓̳͌͘͠ͅy̴͚̌̏͛͂͋̈̍̊̄̈́̅̈́̊̔͗̾̏̚ ̶͖͕̪͓̝̣̥̩͙̭̼̫͍͎̫̖̊̆̈̅̓̊̌̆̓̈̿̚͝͝͝͠b̶̛͍̭̩̬͓̱̩̼̺̟͖̌͒͋͑̽͆̂̍̏̓͜͠͠͝ͅe̵̡̡͒̾̏͜͝͝n̷̢͍̩͙̪͙̽e̴̤͓̖͛̽̇̋́̐̀͗̂͘͜͜͠͠a̵̤̩̙̻͈͈̟̒͂͜͝t̸̼̜͉̬͔̥̲͇̔̒h̶̢̘̼̞̖̮̔̈́̅̈́̀̂͆̀̔̊̀̒͌͝PLUCK OUT THINE EYES TEAR OUT THINE THROAT a̸l̵l̸ ̸t̷h̸e̵ ̷w̴o̶r̴l̷d̵’̵s̸ ̷c̸r̵e̵a̵t̷u̵r̶e̷s̴ ̴a̸r̷e̶ ̴f̴r̵a̴i̷l̴ ̴p̷u̸p̶p̸e̵t̶s̶ ̶f̸o̴r̴ ̷w̵r̸e̴t̷c̵h̶,̸ ̵u̵n̴h̵o̸l̷y̵ ̶m̷o̸n̸s̷t̷e̵r̶s̷
*It’s just weird gibberish. I don’t like it. I guess the whole point of the great unknown is that it’s not really so great once it becomes known :(*
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The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
"I haven't been hurt in centuries. I need to understand pain better. I'm afraid I've grown weak in the art."
He is using fairly advanced techniques, and is trying to teach them how to better cook their own.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They look down at Xan's hands "wut happened?"
psychopath ^-^
*How about the Taker has like, say, three Eldritch Secrets that aren't yet determined, but can be cached in at any moment?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels