*I might intro someone who isn't staff today/tomorrow*
(hi drummer)
*Hey Moon!*
(how are you)
*I'm good thanks! Might intro someone. How about yourself?*
(bad)
*Any way I can help?*
(not really)
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
The lights in the downstairs of the tavern start to flicker. One by one they all shut off until only the elevator is still lit up. The elevator begins to shake as an orange symbol flashes on the doors for a moment. The elevator dings and opens up, revealing another door made out of wood. Black tendrils come out from around the door, snaking along the walls and the floor. The door opens and a man comes out. In one of his hands is a briefcase and in the other a small black container. The container's top is open and a red gem hovers within it. As the man closes the top of the container, the door disappears along with the tendrils and the lights return to normal.
The man himself is wearing a cloak that obscures his face and most of his body and a small shovel pendant hangs on his neck. Placing the briefcase down on a table, the man opens it up and places the container inside before closing it back up. Ignoring the stares from the people around him, he walks over to the desk to get a room.
Marcus blinks a few times, to make sure he's seeing correctly. "-Welcome!... Can I get you anything?"
He pulls out a sack of coins from within his cloak "How much for a room?"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
The lights in the downstairs of the tavern start to flicker. One by one they all shut off until only the elevator is still lit up. The elevator begins to shake as an orange symbol flashes on the doors for a moment. The elevator dings and opens up, revealing another door made out of wood. Black tendrils come out from around the door, snaking along the walls and the floor. The door opens and a man comes out. In one of his hands is a briefcase and in the other a small black container. The container's top is open and a red gem hovers within it. As the man closes the top of the container, the door disappears along with the tendrils and the lights return to normal.
The man himself is wearing a cloak that obscures his face and most of his body and a small shovel pendant hangs on his neck. Placing the briefcase down on a table, the man opens it up and places the container inside before closing it back up. Ignoring the stares from the people around him, he walks over to the desk to get a room.
Marcus blinks a few times, to make sure he's seeing correctly. "-Welcome!... Can I get you anything?"
He pulls out a sack of coins from within his cloak "How much for a room?"
"What kind of room would a person like you be looking for?"
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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.
Tyrion puts his guitar on his bag and unsheathes his rapier. "Anyone wish to duel? No major injuries, of course! In fact, here we go" After digging around in his bag he finds two round fencing caps/tips, one for his rapier, and one for anyone who wishes to duel.
This got absolutely buried so I'm kinda reposting it))
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Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
The lights in the downstairs of the tavern start to flicker. One by one they all shut off until only the elevator is still lit up. The elevator begins to shake as an orange symbol flashes on the doors for a moment. The elevator dings and opens up, revealing another door made out of wood. Black tendrils come out from around the door, snaking along the walls and the floor. The door opens and a man comes out. In one of his hands is a briefcase and in the other a small black container. The container's top is open and a red gem hovers within it. As the man closes the top of the container, the door disappears along with the tendrils and the lights return to normal.
The man himself is wearing a cloak that obscures his face and most of his body and a small shovel pendant hangs on his neck. Placing the briefcase down on a table, the man opens it up and places the container inside before closing it back up. Ignoring the stares from the people around him, he walks over to the desk to get a room.
Marcus blinks a few times, to make sure he's seeing correctly. "-Welcome!... Can I get you anything?"
He pulls out a sack of coins from within his cloak "How much for a room?"
"What kind of room would a person like you be looking for?"
"What are my options?"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*I might intro someone who isn't staff today/tomorrow*
(hi drummer)
*Hey Moon!*
(how are you)
*I'm good thanks! Might intro someone. How about yourself?*
(bad)
*Any way I can help?*
(not really)
(but at least I know how to deal with it)
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*I might intro someone who isn't staff today/tomorrow*
(hi drummer)
*Hey Moon!*
(how are you)
*I'm good thanks! Might intro someone. How about yourself?*
(bad)
*Any way I can help?*
(not really)
(but at least I know how to deal with it)
I hope everything gets better for you.
(thanks)
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Tyrion puts his guitar on his bag and unsheathes his rapier. "Anyone wish to duel? No major injuries, of course! In fact, here we go" After digging around in his bag he finds two round fencing caps/tips, one for his rapier, and one for anyone who wishes to duel.
This got absolutely buried so I'm kinda reposting it))
An unassuming, blindfolded girl with a snaking scar on her face says "I'll duel you!"
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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)
The lights in the downstairs of the tavern start to flicker. One by one they all shut off until only the elevator is still lit up. The elevator begins to shake as an orange symbol flashes on the doors for a moment. The elevator dings and opens up, revealing another door made out of wood. Black tendrils come out from around the door, snaking along the walls and the floor. The door opens and a man comes out. In one of his hands is a briefcase and in the other a small black container. The container's top is open and a red gem hovers within it. As the man closes the top of the container, the door disappears along with the tendrils and the lights return to normal.
The man himself is wearing a cloak that obscures his face and most of his body and a small shovel pendant hangs on his neck. Placing the briefcase down on a table, the man opens it up and places the container inside before closing it back up. Ignoring the stares from the people around him, he walks over to the desk to get a room.
Marcus blinks a few times, to make sure he's seeing correctly. "-Welcome!... Can I get you anything?"
He pulls out a sack of coins from within his cloak "How much for a room?"
"What kind of room would a person like you be looking for?"
"What are my options?"
"Small, medium, large, or a sofa."
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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.
She grabs the rapier, takes of her blindfold *her eyes are closed* and says
Bring it on!
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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)
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)
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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)
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*Any way I can help?*
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.
(I'm trying man, but the rules seem to have little effect at this point XD)
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.
(not really)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"What kind of room would a person like you be looking for?"
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.
(I can't cut thr3ads, I'm sorry)
It happens lol.
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
This got absolutely buried so I'm kinda reposting it))
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
"What are my options?"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
(but at least I know how to deal with it)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
I hope everything gets better for you.
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
(thanks)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
An unassuming, blindfolded girl with a snaking scar on her face says "I'll duel you!"
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)
"Small, medium, large, or a sofa."
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.
"Alright, I'm Tyrion, by the way." He put the cap on a different rapier and handed it to her.
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Bob, a bald-headed kid dressed in black robes, is eating a pastry. 'Hi'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
She grabs the rapier, takes of her blindfold *her eyes are closed* and says
Bring it on!
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)
Tyrion smiles and enters a defensive sabre stance.
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
She enters the same stance, taking in everything around her *eyes still closed*
If we're tossing out names, Mine's Voss
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)
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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)