"We have to find something out. Now get in the crowd."
"Hello Bonnie." this entity is the one that has pain pouring off of them.
He sighs, moving into the croud and checking on people, asking if they're OK
"U-um... are you ok?"
Most of the look traumatized. The man is mumbling to himself. "I am the one with the Force and the Force is with me." over and over and over.
"I will be ok."
He lets out a slight sigh at the man, "Alrighr, not doing good." He says, messing with his charm as more villagers are rounded up by the troopers
"...but are y-you ok now...?" She asks
Before anyone can do anything the man pulls out a metal tube and charges the troopers, lightsaber igniting as he screams, "THE ORDER WILL NOT FALL!" in a spilt second the troopers blast him as he falls to the ground, dead.
He shakes his head no
"Holy-" Alec flinches at the death, moving towards the body a bit, "He's...."
"Can I help you? All three?"
The trooper rolls over the body with his foot. "That answers my questions." he says, disgust in his voice. "You can all leave."
"Not much you can do kiddo."
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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.
The farmer exhales and inhales deeply, trying to calm himself. Suddenly, there is a single trooper before him (the troopers become invisible to all their allies, specifically each other). He slowly enters a defiant, shaky power stance, tears still flowing like rivers. "T-the fear in me... is more than... more than anything you can make." The words are obviously pre-prepared.
The troopers keep their blasters trained on them. "Dont do anything your gonna regret!"
"I'm... tired..." His shoulders slump. "...of being afraid." He attempts to re-enter his stance, slightly more confident now. "You're killers, not fighters. You haven't faced your demons yet. I'm stronger than you, and deep down you know it. You don't even know to be afraid. If you strike me now, I will stand back up again and again, and you won't be able to do a thing about it. And I will grow str-stronger with each blow."
Intimidation (Disadvantage, of course): 19 + 4
They shift slightly, almost fully intimidated. "We dont fear you."
The man seems emboldened by the discomfort he's caused, almost as though he's feeding off of it. "Then prove it. Show yourself what a big man you are. Shoot a defenseless farmer who's done nothing to you. It'll make you feel better, won't it? A true test of strength." He takes a step forward, spreading his arms. The tears have mostly stopped now.
"FIRE!" there is then a volley of blaster fire
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He falls, every shot seemingly connecting... but then he stands back up. Much of his skin has... shattered like glass. Black fire burns within as teeth gnash where there should very obviously not be teeth. "Prove it. Show me your courage!"
*mechanically a miss, but this is cooler.*
Intimidation (without disadvantage because I'mpatting myself on the back for doing nothing): 26 + 3
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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.
The farmer exhales and inhales deeply, trying to calm himself. Suddenly, there is a single trooper before him (the troopers become invisible to all their allies, specifically each other). He slowly enters a defiant, shaky power stance, tears still flowing like rivers. "T-the fear in me... is more than... more than anything you can make." The words are obviously pre-prepared.
The troopers keep their blasters trained on them. "Dont do anything your gonna regret!"
"I'm... tired..." His shoulders slump. "...of being afraid." He attempts to re-enter his stance, slightly more confident now. "You're killers, not fighters. You haven't faced your demons yet. I'm stronger than you, and deep down you know it. You don't even know to be afraid. If you strike me now, I will stand back up again and again, and you won't be able to do a thing about it. And I will grow str-stronger with each blow."
Intimidation (Disadvantage, of course): 19 + 4
They shift slightly, almost fully intimidated. "We dont fear you."
The man seems emboldened by the discomfort he's caused, almost as though he's feeding off of it. "Then prove it. Show yourself what a big man you are. Shoot a defenseless farmer who's done nothing to you. It'll make you feel better, won't it? A true test of strength." He takes a step forward, spreading his arms. The tears have mostly stopped now.
"FIRE!" there is then a volley of blaster fire
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He falls, every shot seemingly connecting... but then he stands back up. Much of his skin has... shattered like glass. Black fire burns within as teeth gnash where there should very obviously not be teeth. "Prove it. Show me your courage!"
*mechanically a miss, but this is cooler.*
Intimidation (without disadvantage because I'mpatting myself on the back for doing nothing): 26 + 4
The troopers slowly back up, still firing
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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.
"We have to find something out. Now get in the crowd."
"Hello Bonnie." this entity is the one that has pain pouring off of them.
He sighs, moving into the croud and checking on people, asking if they're OK
"U-um... are you ok?"
Most of the look traumatized. The man is mumbling to himself. "I am the one with the Force and the Force is with me." over and over and over.
"I will be ok."
He lets out a slight sigh at the man, "Alrighr, not doing good." He says, messing with his charm as more villagers are rounded up by the troopers
"...but are y-you ok now...?" She asks
Before anyone can do anything the man pulls out a metal tube and charges the troopers, lightsaber igniting as he screams, "THE ORDER WILL NOT FALL!" in a spilt second the troopers blast him as he falls to the ground, dead.
He shakes his head no
"Holy-" Alec flinches at the death, moving towards the body a bit, "He's...."
"Can I help you? All three?"
The trooper rolls over the body with his foot. "That answers my questions." he says, disgust in his voice. "You can all leave."
"Not much you can do kiddo."
"Why... did yiu have to kill that guy?" Alec asks, slightly shaken
"I'm g-good at making people feel better sometimes..." She half mumbles, messing with her sleeves
He falls, every shot seemingly connecting... but then he stands back up. Much of his skin has... shattered like glass. Black fire burns within as teeth gnash where there should very obviously not be teeth. "Prove it. Show me your courage!"
*mechanically a miss, but this is cooler.*
Intimidation (without disadvantage because I'mpatting myself on the back for doing nothing): 26 + 4
The troopers slowly back up, still firing
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Only one shot actually seems to affect him, blasting the face off the man. (Looked at your rolls, I got really lucky here) The farmer, if that's what this was, crawls out of the shell where the face would be. It flickers and twitches, as though it were in multiple places at the same time. It looks almost like a gigantic, flame-wreathed scarecrow, filled with flesh and bone gnashing with hunger. Where its stomach would be there is a massive hole, deeper than the creature's size would allow, filled with grasping hands. The scarecrow shakes and twitches as if possessed as space itself seems to bend around it, drawing light and life into the horrible, impossible thing.
"Is this really, truly a fight you want to take on? Or would you prefer to write this off as someone being absent?"
Intimidation (with advantage because I don't think their training covered fighting actual nightmare entities (side note, I'm running out of Memories from a Past Life)): 20 + 3
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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 fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
“My oh my,” says a deep voice from a nearby tree. “Looks like some fancy folk just came to town.” A cloud of smoke drifts by.
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
“My oh my,” says a deep voice from a nearby tree. “Looks like some fancy folk just came to town.” A cloud of smoke drifts by.
"Indeed, a cut above the rest." He beams, smirking to himself.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
It finds a large cart filled with pumpkins. A hexblood farmer sits at the front near where the horses should be, playing a violin.
"Who goes there?"
The man stops playing and adjusts his spectacles. He seems... shockingly unfazed. "Oh, was my playing bothering you? I'm sorry, I'll stop." He puts down his fiddle. "I'm Gregor."
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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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The trooper rolls over the body with his foot. "That answers my questions." he says, disgust in his voice. "You can all leave."
"Not much you can do kiddo."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He falls, every shot seemingly connecting... but then he stands back up. Much of his skin has... shattered like glass. Black fire burns within as teeth gnash where there should very obviously not be teeth. "Prove it. Show me your courage!"
*mechanically a miss, but this is cooler.*
Intimidation (without disadvantage because I'mpatting myself on the back for doing nothing): 26 + 3
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The troopers slowly back up, still firing
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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.
"Why... did yiu have to kill that guy?" Alec asks, slightly shaken
"I'm g-good at making people feel better sometimes..." She half mumbles, messing with her sleeves
Only one shot actually seems to affect him, blasting the face off the man. (Looked at your rolls, I got really lucky here) The farmer, if that's what this was, crawls out of the shell where the face would be. It flickers and twitches, as though it were in multiple places at the same time. It looks almost like a gigantic, flame-wreathed scarecrow, filled with flesh and bone gnashing with hunger. Where its stomach would be there is a massive hole, deeper than the creature's size would allow, filled with grasping hands. The scarecrow shakes and twitches as if possessed as space itself seems to bend around it, drawing light and life into the horrible, impossible thing.
"Is this really, truly a fight you want to take on? Or would you prefer to write this off as someone being absent?"
Intimidation (with advantage because I don't think their training covered fighting actual nightmare entities (side note, I'm running out of Memories from a Past Life)): 20 + 3
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Hi
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Prowl is watching a large bird
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
Through the forests roams a Sangheili.
A beam of light descends from the sky, within its grasp is an older human gentleman. He has short, neatly cut silver hair, luminous golden eyes that pour our light, and is dressed in an impeccable black suit with a golden chain connected to his pocket. He flaunts his wealth in terms of gold with earrings, rings, and a golden band necklace.
He tucks his hand behind him and looks around, at the tavern and then at the ground. "Oh my... How revolting." He huffed as his face drew up in disgust.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Prowl stalks the large bird and jumps onto it. the bird takes off heading into the woods with Prowl yelping and clinging on for dear life
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
“My oh my,” says a deep voice from a nearby tree. “Looks like some fancy folk just came to town.” A cloud of smoke drifts by.
"You! Human! Stand before me!"
"Indeed, a cut above the rest." He beams, smirking to himself.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
It finds a large cart filled with pumpkins. A hexblood farmer sits at the front near where the horses should be, playing a violin.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
the bird flies past with Prowl still clinging on and whimpering
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
"Hm. I am quite fine without doing so. I would turn you to ash." He chuckles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He reaches up and snags her, holding her above the ground.
"Who goes there?"
Prowl lets out a snarl at being scruffed but shuts up when she sees what has scruffed her
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
The man stops playing and adjusts his spectacles. He seems... shockingly unfazed. "Oh, was my playing bothering you? I'm sorry, I'll stop." He puts down his fiddle. "I'm Gregor."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.