Pax has set up a little cooking spit, roasting some meat
-free slot-
The Brand is sitting inside with Klosk and Bash, drinking and looking over bounties.
Miranda is curled up into the forest, sitting under a tree.
Ozzy curiously looks over their shoulder
The smell of cooked steak eventually reaches her
There appear to be bounties of all kinds. Devils, People, some man named Stroth. All kinds up for grabs and for money.
She sniffs the air and tilts her head. She follows it and stares at him "You know wild beasts will follow that?"
"Y'all bounty hunters?" He asks,
"Seems one already did." He smirks, "Want some then?"
"Indeed" The Brand said and turned to look at Ozzy. "My name is The Brand and we are bounty hunters you could say". Bash looked up "And politicians, and thieves, and just terrible people in general." he said.
"Sure.." She said and sat down besides him. "And don't call me a beast".
"Nome of those seems particularly bad" He says with a slight shrug
"Well, you're a lycan right?" He asks
"You say that now because you aint got an idea about what happens behind closed doors." Klosk said and chuckled. Brand nodded "He's right kid."
"Yes. You know this." she narrows her eyes "Think carefully what you are going to say next."
He takes a second to ponder what actually happens behind closed doors
"You got that dog in you" he nods, "I think that's the correct term anyway, heard a kid use it."
Pax has set up a little cooking spit, roasting some meat
-free slot-
The Brand is sitting inside with Klosk and Bash, drinking and looking over bounties.
Miranda is curled up into the forest, sitting under a tree.
Ozzy curiously looks over their shoulder
The smell of cooked steak eventually reaches her
There appear to be bounties of all kinds. Devils, People, some man named Stroth. All kinds up for grabs and for money.
She sniffs the air and tilts her head. She follows it and stares at him "You know wild beasts will follow that?"
"Y'all bounty hunters?" He asks,
"Seems one already did." He smirks, "Want some then?"
"Indeed" The Brand said and turned to look at Ozzy. "My name is The Brand and we are bounty hunters you could say". Bash looked up "And politicians, and thieves, and just terrible people in general." he said.
"Sure.." She said and sat down besides him. "And don't call me a beast".
"Nome of those seems particularly bad" He says with a slight shrug
"Well, you're a lycan right?" He asks
"You say that now because you aint got an idea about what happens behind closed doors." Klosk said and chuckled. Brand nodded "He's right kid."
"Yes. You know this." she narrows her eyes "Think carefully what you are going to say next."
He takes a second to ponder what actually happens behind closed doors
"You got that dog in you" he nods, "I think that's the correct term anyway, heard a kid use it."
Brand chuckles "Nothing you need to worry about kiddo." He tilts his head.
Pax has set up a little cooking spit, roasting some meat
-free slot-
The Brand is sitting inside with Klosk and Bash, drinking and looking over bounties.
Miranda is curled up into the forest, sitting under a tree.
Ozzy curiously looks over their shoulder
The smell of cooked steak eventually reaches her
There appear to be bounties of all kinds. Devils, People, some man named Stroth. All kinds up for grabs and for money.
She sniffs the air and tilts her head. She follows it and stares at him "You know wild beasts will follow that?"
"Y'all bounty hunters?" He asks,
"Seems one already did." He smirks, "Want some then?"
"Indeed" The Brand said and turned to look at Ozzy. "My name is The Brand and we are bounty hunters you could say". Bash looked up "And politicians, and thieves, and just terrible people in general." he said.
"Sure.." She said and sat down besides him. "And don't call me a beast".
"Nome of those seems particularly bad" He says with a slight shrug
"Well, you're a lycan right?" He asks
"You say that now because you aint got an idea about what happens behind closed doors." Klosk said and chuckled. Brand nodded "He's right kid."
"Yes. You know this." she narrows her eyes "Think carefully what you are going to say next."
He takes a second to ponder what actually happens behind closed doors
"You got that dog in you" he nods, "I think that's the correct term anyway, heard a kid use it."
Brand chuckles "Nothing you need to worry about kiddo." He tilts his head.
"I will bite you Pax. That was rude" she huffed.
"Surgery?" He guesses, shrugging
"Oh, sorry. I thought it was something you called someone strong." He offers a plated slab of steak
Pax has set up a little cooking spit, roasting some meat
-free slot-
The Brand is sitting inside with Klosk and Bash, drinking and looking over bounties.
Miranda is curled up into the forest, sitting under a tree.
Ozzy curiously looks over their shoulder
The smell of cooked steak eventually reaches her
There appear to be bounties of all kinds. Devils, People, some man named Stroth. All kinds up for grabs and for money.
She sniffs the air and tilts her head. She follows it and stares at him "You know wild beasts will follow that?"
"Y'all bounty hunters?" He asks,
"Seems one already did." He smirks, "Want some then?"
"Indeed" The Brand said and turned to look at Ozzy. "My name is The Brand and we are bounty hunters you could say". Bash looked up "And politicians, and thieves, and just terrible people in general." he said.
"Sure.." She said and sat down besides him. "And don't call me a beast".
"Nome of those seems particularly bad" He says with a slight shrug
"Well, you're a lycan right?" He asks
"You say that now because you aint got an idea about what happens behind closed doors." Klosk said and chuckled. Brand nodded "He's right kid."
"Yes. You know this." she narrows her eyes "Think carefully what you are going to say next."
He takes a second to ponder what actually happens behind closed doors
"You got that dog in you" he nods, "I think that's the correct term anyway, heard a kid use it."
Brand chuckles "Nothing you need to worry about kiddo." He tilts his head.
"I will bite you Pax. That was rude" she huffed.
"Surgery?" He guesses, shrugging
"Oh, sorry. I thought it was something you called someone strong." He offers a plated slab of steak
"This kid is funky" Bash said, muffled by the gas mask. Brand and Klosk laughed.
She takes it and rips at it like wolf. "A dog is a domesticated wolf. Its what it is because of people which is dumb"
Pax has set up a little cooking spit, roasting some meat
-free slot-
The Brand is sitting inside with Klosk and Bash, drinking and looking over bounties.
Miranda is curled up into the forest, sitting under a tree.
Ozzy curiously looks over their shoulder
The smell of cooked steak eventually reaches her
There appear to be bounties of all kinds. Devils, People, some man named Stroth. All kinds up for grabs and for money.
She sniffs the air and tilts her head. She follows it and stares at him "You know wild beasts will follow that?"
"Y'all bounty hunters?" He asks,
"Seems one already did." He smirks, "Want some then?"
"Indeed" The Brand said and turned to look at Ozzy. "My name is The Brand and we are bounty hunters you could say". Bash looked up "And politicians, and thieves, and just terrible people in general." he said.
"Sure.." She said and sat down besides him. "And don't call me a beast".
"Nome of those seems particularly bad" He says with a slight shrug
"Well, you're a lycan right?" He asks
"You say that now because you aint got an idea about what happens behind closed doors." Klosk said and chuckled. Brand nodded "He's right kid."
"Yes. You know this." she narrows her eyes "Think carefully what you are going to say next."
He takes a second to ponder what actually happens behind closed doors
"You got that dog in you" he nods, "I think that's the correct term anyway, heard a kid use it."
Brand chuckles "Nothing you need to worry about kiddo." He tilts his head.
"I will bite you Pax. That was rude" she huffed.
"Surgery?" He guesses, shrugging
"Oh, sorry. I thought it was something you called someone strong." He offers a plated slab of steak
"This kid is funky" Bash said, muffled by the gas mask. Brand and Klosk laughed.
She takes it and rips at it like wolf. "A dog is a domesticated wolf. Its what it is because of people which is dumb"
Ozzy is just confused, "I'm not that much of a kid. I'm 18." He says
"Would you prefer I say you got that wolf in you?" He asks, chewing on his own cut of meat
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
Something walks into the alley, pausing at therens slumped form
There's a crack of twigs snapping behind phoenix
Theren looks up, blood dripping from his forehead
Phoenix turns sharply, pistol out
An odd figure stares down at him. They seem to be around 5'8, with a black suit and tie, their entire body covered. And then their was the odd sack over their head, a smiley face painted on with blue paint
He takes a second to ponder what actually happens behind closed doors
"You got that dog in you" he nods, "I think that's the correct term anyway, heard a kid use it."
Brand chuckles "Nothing you need to worry about kiddo." He tilts his head.
"I will bite you Pax. That was rude" she huffed.
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
"Surgery?" He guesses, shrugging
"Oh, sorry. I thought it was something you called someone strong." He offers a plated slab of steak
"This kid is funky" Bash said, muffled by the gas mask. Brand and Klosk laughed.
She takes it and rips at it like wolf. "A dog is a domesticated wolf. Its what it is because of people which is dumb"
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
Ozzy is just confused, "I'm not that much of a kid. I'm 18." He says
"Would you prefer I say you got that wolf in you?" He asks, chewing on his own cut of meat
(just got back from the bookstore :D)
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
*yo yo yo*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Ayy*
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.
*im gonna be streamin on twitch soon soooooo lemme drop yall a link to my channel!*
https://www.twitch.tv/theloafofbread174
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*goin live now!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(what are you playing?)
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 was streaming 3 scary games*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*good hellos! I hope everyone's good, just got back from lunch*
*AYYYYY!!!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Andy is in his human form, no hat this time, in the coffee shop.
Theren is in an alleyway slumped against a wall.
Phoenix is in the woods
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Something walks into the alley, pausing at therens slumped form
There's a crack of twigs snapping behind phoenix
Theren looks up, blood dripping from his forehead
Phoenix turns sharply, pistol out
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
An odd figure stares down at him. They seem to be around 5'8, with a black suit and tie, their entire body covered. And then their was the odd sack over their head, a smiley face painted on with blue paint
A pale figure stood behind him, not moveing
*gtg*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.