"Tell me, how much does this guide matter to you? Do you think it is worth unlocking the secrets of your mind?"
Insight: 19
He can tell that Ed truly treasures this book. “Yes! It is a book that every citizen of the universe should own and have memorized. If you wish to become more powerful, or really if you wish anything at all, this book will show you how you can do it. It’s called the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy.”
*hehe*
*Saw that coming a mile off*
"I see... but couldn't you just buy another one? How is this a major sacrifice on your part?"
*i mean if star wars is here i was like why not* ”Well, I have one of the newer models, which means the information was coded into my brain. And not only that, but I was given the only copy of the Deep Thought-Enhanced version, which means if you extract the knowledge from my brain, I would lose several extremely worthwhile tips for traveling space. If this is not good enough, I suppose I could trade my towel…”
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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.
A teenage human boy sits at the bar, nursing some cider. his brown skin covers a tall, yet graceful frame. His emerald eye's sparkle with interest as he watches the patrons. To someone his age, he would be considered quite handsome.
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Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, a young genderfluid actor, writer, explorer, and bass vocalist. Pronouns They/Them/Theirs
My Characters:Brorminthe Devout Crusher; Ellorathe Romantic Rookie
"Tell me, how much does this guide matter to you? Do you think it is worth unlocking the secrets of your mind?"
Insight: 19
He can tell that Ed truly treasures this book. “Yes! It is a book that every citizen of the universe should own and have memorized. If you wish to become more powerful, or really if you wish anything at all, this book will show you how you can do it. It’s called the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy.”
*hehe*
*Saw that coming a mile off*
"I see... but couldn't you just buy another one? How is this a major sacrifice on your part?"
*i mean if star wars is here i was like why not* ”Well, I have one of the newer models, which means the information was coded into my brain. And not only that, but I was given the only copy of the Deep Thought-Enhanced version, which means if you extract the knowledge from my brain, I would lose several extremely worthwhile tips for traveling space. If this is not good enough, I suppose I could trade my towel…”
*Nothing wrong with it* "Ah... I understand now. One part of your mind for another. Do we have a deal?" It holds out a massive, many-fingered hand covered in wedding rings.
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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.
A teenage human boy sits at the bar, nursing some cider. his brown skin covers a tall, yet graceful frame. His emerald eye's sparkle with interest as he watches the patrons. To someone his age, he would be considered quite handsome.
A young girl, maybe around 9-10, peeks over the counter from the other side of the bar, "Enjoying your drink sir?" She askes with a small stifled giggle
Allison is half asleep, leaning against a boulder that marks a shallow grave. She seems like she cried recently. Her mandolin sits besides her. She is shaking slightly despite being asleep.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A teenage human boy sits at the bar, nursing some cider. his brown skin covers a tall, yet graceful frame. His emerald eye's sparkle with interest as he watches the patrons. To someone his age, he would be considered quite handsome.
A young girl, maybe around 9-10, peeks over the counter from the other side of the bar, "Enjoying your drink sir?" She askes with a small stifled giggle
"oh, yes. it is quite enjoyable. say, aren't you a little... young to be working at a bar?" The boy says in a British accent
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Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, a young genderfluid actor, writer, explorer, and bass vocalist. Pronouns They/Them/Theirs
My Characters:Brorminthe Devout Crusher; Ellorathe Romantic Rookie
Allison is half asleep, leaning against a boulder that marks a shallow grave. She seems like she cried recently. Her mandolin sits besides her. She is shaking slightly despite being asleep.
There's some footsteps in the leaves, before someone sits a bit away from her, lightly patting her shoulder
"Tell me, how much does this guide matter to you? Do you think it is worth unlocking the secrets of your mind?"
Insight: 19
He can tell that Ed truly treasures this book. “Yes! It is a book that every citizen of the universe should own and have memorized. If you wish to become more powerful, or really if you wish anything at all, this book will show you how you can do it. It’s called the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy.”
*hehe*
*Saw that coming a mile off*
"I see... but couldn't you just buy another one? How is this a major sacrifice on your part?"
*i mean if star wars is here i was like why not* ”Well, I have one of the newer models, which means the information was coded into my brain. And not only that, but I was given the only copy of the Deep Thought-Enhanced version, which means if you extract the knowledge from my brain, I would lose several extremely worthwhile tips for traveling space. If this is not good enough, I suppose I could trade my towel…”
*Nothing wrong with it* "Ah... I understand now. One part of your mind for another. Do we have a deal?" It holds out a massive, many-fingered hand covered in wedding rings.
He hesitates for a moment. “I will be sacrificing toilet transportation…my, my.” He takes the large hand i’m his own.
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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 half asleep, leaning against a boulder that marks a shallow grave. She seems like she cried recently. Her mandolin sits besides her. She is shaking slightly despite being asleep.
There's some footsteps in the leaves, before someone sits a bit away from her, lightly patting her shoulder
She opens an eye and looks at the person who tapped her.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A teenage human boy sits at the bar, nursing some cider. his brown skin covers a tall, yet graceful frame. His emerald eye's sparkle with interest as he watches the patrons. To someone his age, he would be considered quite handsome.
A young girl, maybe around 9-10, peeks over the counter from the other side of the bar, "Enjoying your drink sir?" She askes with a small stifled giggle
"oh, yes. it is quite enjoyable. say, aren't you a little... young to be working at a bar?" The boy says in a British accent
"The bartenders asleep, so I'm taking over" she says happily, hopping on her feet to try and reach a bottle
A teenage human boy sits at the bar, nursing some cider. his brown skin covers a tall, yet graceful frame. His emerald eye's sparkle with interest as he watches the patrons. To someone his age, he would be considered quite handsome.
A young girl, maybe around 9-10, peeks over the counter from the other side of the bar, "Enjoying your drink sir?" She askes with a small stifled giggle
"oh, yes. it is quite enjoyable. say, aren't you a little... young to be working at a bar?" The boy says in a British accent
"The bartenders asleep, so I'm taking over" she says happily, hopping on her feet to try and reach a bottle
"do ya need help with that?" The boy smiles
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Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, a young genderfluid actor, writer, explorer, and bass vocalist. Pronouns They/Them/Theirs
My Characters:Brorminthe Devout Crusher; Ellorathe Romantic Rookie
Allison is half asleep, leaning against a boulder that marks a shallow grave. She seems like she cried recently. Her mandolin sits besides her. She is shaking slightly despite being asleep.
There's some footsteps in the leaves, before someone sits a bit away from her, lightly patting her shoulder
She opens an eye and looks at the person who tapped her.
Beside her is a creature made of marble, like a statuefrozen in the gesture of patting her shoulder
Allison is half asleep, leaning against a boulder that marks a shallow grave. She seems like she cried recently. Her mandolin sits besides her. She is shaking slightly despite being asleep.
There's some footsteps in the leaves, before someone sits a bit away from her, lightly patting her shoulder
She opens an eye and looks at the person who tapped her.
Beside her is a creature made of marble, like a statuefrozen in the gesture of patting her shoulder
Allison almost jumps out of her skin in fear before calming back down. "That wasn't there..." She said and tapped the nose of the statue.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A teenage human boy sits at the bar, nursing some cider. his brown skin covers a tall, yet graceful frame. His emerald eye's sparkle with interest as he watches the patrons. To someone his age, he would be considered quite handsome.
A young girl, maybe around 9-10, peeks over the counter from the other side of the bar, "Enjoying your drink sir?" She askes with a small stifled giggle
"oh, yes. it is quite enjoyable. say, aren't you a little... young to be working at a bar?" The boy says in a British accent
"The bartenders asleep, so I'm taking over" she says happily, hopping on her feet to try and reach a bottle
"do ya need help with that?" The boy smiles
"Uh- yes please. They don't have step stools" she mumbles
*Oh boy... I have a customer in my line that I hate. She is so rude. I'll be back..*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I feel like making a generic wizard who is senile as heck lol*
*And I love them :3*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*i mean if star wars is here i was like why not*
”Well, I have one of the newer models, which means the information was coded into my brain. And not only that, but I was given the only copy of the Deep Thought-Enhanced version, which means if you extract the knowledge from my brain, I would lose several extremely worthwhile tips for traveling space. If this is not good enough, I suppose I could trade my towel…”
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
*oof, suplex them.*
*Ooo, that's always fun*
*ye, I can't wait*
A teenage human boy sits at the bar, nursing some cider. his brown skin covers a tall, yet graceful frame. His emerald eye's sparkle with interest as he watches the patrons. To someone his age, he would be considered quite handsome.
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, a young genderfluid actor, writer, explorer, and bass vocalist. Pronouns They/Them/Theirs
My Characters: Brormin the Devout Crusher; Ellora the Romantic Rookie
Check out my EXTENDED SIGNATUR (hasn't been updated in forever, fyi) and don’t forget to join the Anything but the OGL 2.0 Thread!
"I don't make sense to you, and I don't make sense to myself. Maybe the only one I make sense to is God" ~ Me, trying to sound smart
*Nothing wrong with it*
"Ah... I understand now. One part of your mind for another. Do we have a deal?" It holds out a massive, many-fingered hand covered in wedding rings.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A young girl, maybe around 9-10, peeks over the counter from the other side of the bar, "Enjoying your drink sir?" She askes with a small stifled giggle
Allison is half asleep, leaning against a boulder that marks a shallow grave. She seems like she cried recently. Her mandolin sits besides her. She is shaking slightly despite being asleep.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"oh, yes. it is quite enjoyable. say, aren't you a little... young to be working at a bar?" The boy says in a British accent
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, a young genderfluid actor, writer, explorer, and bass vocalist. Pronouns They/Them/Theirs
My Characters: Brormin the Devout Crusher; Ellora the Romantic Rookie
Check out my EXTENDED SIGNATUR (hasn't been updated in forever, fyi) and don’t forget to join the Anything but the OGL 2.0 Thread!
"I don't make sense to you, and I don't make sense to myself. Maybe the only one I make sense to is God" ~ Me, trying to sound smart
There's some footsteps in the leaves, before someone sits a bit away from her, lightly patting her shoulder
He hesitates for a moment. “I will be sacrificing toilet transportation…my, my.” He takes the large hand i’m his own.
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 opens an eye and looks at the person who tapped her.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"The bartenders asleep, so I'm taking over" she says happily, hopping on her feet to try and reach a bottle
"do ya need help with that?" The boy smiles
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, a young genderfluid actor, writer, explorer, and bass vocalist. Pronouns They/Them/Theirs
My Characters: Brormin the Devout Crusher; Ellora the Romantic Rookie
Check out my EXTENDED SIGNATUR (hasn't been updated in forever, fyi) and don’t forget to join the Anything but the OGL 2.0 Thread!
"I don't make sense to you, and I don't make sense to myself. Maybe the only one I make sense to is God" ~ Me, trying to sound smart
Beside her is a creature made of marble, like a statuefrozen in the gesture of patting her shoulder
*dat wuz embarrassing*
psychopath ^-^
Allison almost jumps out of her skin in fear before calming back down. "That wasn't there..." She said and tapped the nose of the statue.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Uh- yes please. They don't have step stools" she mumbles
*rp wedigo?*
psychopath ^-^