(That makes sense, I didn't know you were in character)
"A story would be quite nice, I'm Nocturna."
I have a true story that'll chill you to the bones.
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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)
"How about this. I've done nothing wrong, and you've assaulted me for no reason." She says simply
"How about this: You ran me over, insulted me, treated me like nothing because I wasn't a prissy little nobody exactly like you... I could go on, but you get the point. You have no power here, and your moral high ground is about as low as mine."
She raises an eyebrow, "He ran you over" points at the driver, "You insulted my vassal first, which any actual leader would take as an insult on themselves." She adds, "And then you called me a lower being. That was before I even called you a parasite, to which you decided that the best course of action was to assault someone likely 300 years younger than you" she says, finally folding her arms, "If i have the moral low ground yours is in the depths of avernus."
"Take it from a tiefling, this is mild"
"Yes, because people regularly shove bugs into your wrist."
"I ment the comparison to the depths of avernus, but yeah, that as well"
"It was a metaphor you daft-" she grumbles, rubbing the bridge of her nose
"A terrible one at that, devils have very high morals, but most people don't like those morals"
"They have rule. Their equivalent to morals is eating eachither and war."
*that's why i base my charachters off of stories! My current is based off of alan-a-dale*
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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)
"How about this. I've done nothing wrong, and you've assaulted me for no reason." She says simply
"How about this: You ran me over, insulted me, treated me like nothing because I wasn't a prissy little nobody exactly like you... I could go on, but you get the point. You have no power here, and your moral high ground is about as low as mine."
She raises an eyebrow, "He ran you over" points at the driver, "You insulted my vassal first, which any actual leader would take as an insult on themselves." She adds, "And then you called me a lower being. That was before I even called you a parasite, to which you decided that the best course of action was to assault someone likely 300 years younger than you" she says, finally folding her arms, "If i have the moral low ground yours is in the depths of avernus."
"Take it from a tiefling, this is mild"
"Yes, because people regularly shove bugs into your wrist."
"I ment the comparison to the depths of avernus, but yeah, that as well"
"It was a metaphor you daft-" she grumbles, rubbing the bridge of her nose
"A terrible one at that, devils have very high morals, but most people don't like those morals"
"They have rule. Their equivalent to morals is eating eachither and war."
"That's deamons"
She groans, muttering to herself about uneducated something or other, "When you die and your soul is sent to avernus, you come out of the Stix as a Lemure. You then can grow more powerful by killing and eating another Lemure or devil."
Kayla is sitting at her usual table drinking orange spice tea with milk and eating blueberry scones.
Ozzy is sat at a table nearby, ignoring the arrival of the noble as he shakily scribbles in his notebook
Kayla looks over at him. “Hey Ozzy! How’s your eye working?”
He looks up before grinning, "It works perfectly, your lense really did the trick!" He
Kayla smiles at him. “I’m glad. How’s your leg doing?”
*Gtg for now. Bye! See you later.*
"Well, they're legs that let me walk, so it's always an improvement." He says before hesitating, "There... was an incident though, a few days back"
*Bye! Stay safe :>*
“What kind of incident?” Kayla asks.
He moves over to her table, his pants leg soaked in dried blood, "I... fought someone, and when I kicked them..." he pantomimes something popping
“Oh man! Let me take a look at your leg.”
He rolls up his pants leg, his metal prosthetic also stained with blood, "Didnt realise how well hydraulics work I guess"
Kayla looks at it. “Oh wow. I think you need a new hydraulic pump for your leg.”
"Got any knowledge on that?" He asks sheepishly
Kayla thinks. “A little. Repairing a pump isn’t that different from doing detail work. The parts are just a little bigger. I can do it, but it’ll take me a little more time than your eye.”
*Gtg again. Bye!*
"That's fine. It shouldn't be hard to walk without the pump, I just don't want anything breaking when I really need it" He says
“Once I give you a new pump, it’ll make it easier to kick stuff,” Kayla says helpfully.
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I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing, but I’m not much of an artist.
Kayla is sitting at her usual table drinking orange spice tea with milk and eating blueberry scones.
Ozzy is sat at a table nearby, ignoring the arrival of the noble as he shakily scribbles in his notebook
Kayla looks over at him. “Hey Ozzy! How’s your eye working?”
He looks up before grinning, "It works perfectly, your lense really did the trick!" He
Kayla smiles at him. “I’m glad. How’s your leg doing?”
*Gtg for now. Bye! See you later.*
"Well, they're legs that let me walk, so it's always an improvement." He says before hesitating, "There... was an incident though, a few days back"
*Bye! Stay safe :>*
“What kind of incident?” Kayla asks.
He moves over to her table, his pants leg soaked in dried blood, "I... fought someone, and when I kicked them..." he pantomimes something popping
“Oh man! Let me take a look at your leg.”
He rolls up his pants leg, his metal prosthetic also stained with blood, "Didnt realise how well hydraulics work I guess"
Kayla looks at it. “Oh wow. I think you need a new hydraulic pump for your leg.”
"Got any knowledge on that?" He asks sheepishly
Kayla thinks. “A little. Repairing a pump isn’t that different from doing detail work. The parts are just a little bigger. I can do it, but it’ll take me a little more time than your eye.”
*Gtg again. Bye!*
"That's fine. It shouldn't be hard to walk without the pump, I just don't want anything breaking when I really need it" He says
“Once I give you a new pump, it’ll make it easier to kick stuff,” Kayla says helpfully.
"Thanks Kayla" He smiles, nudging her shoulder with his own, "Wish I could pay you back somehow"
"How about this. I've done nothing wrong, and you've assaulted me for no reason." She says simply
"How about this: You ran me over, insulted me, treated me like nothing because I wasn't a prissy little nobody exactly like you... I could go on, but you get the point. You have no power here, and your moral high ground is about as low as mine."
She raises an eyebrow, "He ran you over" points at the driver, "You insulted my vassal first, which any actual leader would take as an insult on themselves." She adds, "And then you called me a lower being. That was before I even called you a parasite, to which you decided that the best course of action was to assault someone likely 300 years younger than you" she says, finally folding her arms, "If i have the moral low ground yours is in the depths of avernus."
"Take it from a tiefling, this is mild"
"Yes, because people regularly shove bugs into your wrist."
"I ment the comparison to the depths of avernus, but yeah, that as well"
"It was a metaphor you daft-" she grumbles, rubbing the bridge of her nose
"A terrible one at that, devils have very high morals, but most people don't like those morals"
"They have rule. Their equivalent to morals is eating eachither and war."
"That's deamons"
She groans, muttering to herself about uneducated something or other, "When you die and your soul is sent to avernus, you come out of the Stix as a Lemure. You then can grow more powerful by killing and eating another Lemure or devil."
"Women, I know more about hell then you do, considering that I'm basically half devil
Kayla is sitting at her usual table drinking orange spice tea with milk and eating blueberry scones.
Ozzy is sat at a table nearby, ignoring the arrival of the noble as he shakily scribbles in his notebook
Kayla looks over at him. “Hey Ozzy! How’s your eye working?”
He looks up before grinning, "It works perfectly, your lense really did the trick!" He
Kayla smiles at him. “I’m glad. How’s your leg doing?”
*Gtg for now. Bye! See you later.*
"Well, they're legs that let me walk, so it's always an improvement." He says before hesitating, "There... was an incident though, a few days back"
*Bye! Stay safe :>*
“What kind of incident?” Kayla asks.
He moves over to her table, his pants leg soaked in dried blood, "I... fought someone, and when I kicked them..." he pantomimes something popping
“Oh man! Let me take a look at your leg.”
He rolls up his pants leg, his metal prosthetic also stained with blood, "Didnt realise how well hydraulics work I guess"
Kayla looks at it. “Oh wow. I think you need a new hydraulic pump for your leg.”
"Got any knowledge on that?" He asks sheepishly
Kayla thinks. “A little. Repairing a pump isn’t that different from doing detail work. The parts are just a little bigger. I can do it, but it’ll take me a little more time than your eye.”
*Gtg again. Bye!*
"That's fine. It shouldn't be hard to walk without the pump, I just don't want anything breaking when I really need it" He says
“Once I give you a new pump, it’ll make it easier to kick stuff,” Kayla says helpfully.
"Thanks Kayla" He smiles, nudging her shoulder with his own, "Wish I could pay you back somehow"
Kayla grins at him and bumps his shoulder playfully. “Don’t worry about it. Just doing a friend a favor.”
*Can you cut the quote chain next time? I keep forgetting lol*
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I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing, but I’m not much of an artist.
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 have a true story that'll chill you to the bones.
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)
*bro i feel that so hard. I've got plenty of characters that look cool or have a cool concept. But there's no actual flavourful character behind that*
"That's deamons"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*that's why i base my charachters off of stories! My current is based off of alan-a-dale*
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)
She groans, muttering to herself about uneducated something or other, "When you die and your soul is sent to avernus, you come out of the Stix as a Lemure. You then can grow more powerful by killing and eating another Lemure or devil."
“Once I give you a new pump, it’ll make it easier to kick stuff,” Kayla says helpfully.
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing, but I’m not much of an artist.
"Thanks Kayla" He smiles, nudging her shoulder with his own, "Wish I could pay you back somehow"
“I would love if you want to give me some uncut gems!” Kayla says excitedly to Ember. “And yeah, I absolutely love fire opals. They’re beautiful.”
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing, but I’m not much of an artist.
"Women, I know more about hell then you do, considering that I'm basically half devil
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Kayla grins at him and bumps his shoulder playfully. “Don’t worry about it. Just doing a friend a favor.”
*Can you cut the quote chain next time? I keep forgetting lol*
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing, but I’m not much of an artist.
*cut for Kayla thread*
"You've done me about three favors now" He chuckles
*Cute for dragon's tiefling*
"Ah yes, and he knows everything there is to know about elves" she says sarcastically, pointing at her half elf driver, who mostly ignores this
Kayla thinks. “Well, if I ever go on an adventure, you could always come with me.”
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing, but I’m not much of an artist.
"There's also the fact that I am a bard, AND I was stuck there for a couple of years"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
You're a bard? Me too!
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'll take that deal" He nods
"And yet you don't know this common fact?"
“Awesome. You should try the orange spice tea with milk. It’s delicious.”
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing, but I’m not much of an artist.
"Not all devils start as lemures, and most promote through valor on the battlefield "
*My knowledge on devils is a bit rusty, Miko know a lot though*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*I'm gonna make Argus into a chef instead of a planar consort. I mean, why fight it?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels