A plague has ravaged a nearby town out west. High physicians still don't know where it came from, or how it struck that village first, but many theorize it has something to do with unclean rituals preformed by the residents of the town or that it was related to the famine that struck the area and continues to this day. What is even more worrying about the whole situation is that people from the old city were brought here once they were shown to be clean of the infection, and immediately after they were brought to the city there was a crop failure.
Things aren't going well.
People have been panic-buying candy, fearful that the city will be quarantined and they won't have a way to defend themselves from the Sugarman. Violence has quite frequently broken out against the newcomers to the city. And for some damn reason, the city council has decided to focus on a digging project just outside the city, hiring exclusively outsiders for a project that is taking up resources better spent elsewhere.
No one is sick yet. There is enough food for everyone. The Dig has begun.
*Hi!*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*my. My phone hates the word*
*Hey guys. Sorry for leaving like that. I'm not in the right mindset right now or earlier. I don' think ill be on for the rest of the day.*
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
Are you ok?
We are one, we are none, we are someone, something and somewhat
Not a dumbass/not brain dead are my pronouns
🧀PM me the word 'cheese'🧀
PM me the word 'tomato'
*awww, just hope you feel better! If you need to talk I'm here for ya lawrence*
Same
We are one, we are none, we are someone, something and somewhat
Not a dumbass/not brain dead are my pronouns
🧀PM me the word 'cheese'🧀
PM me the word 'tomato'
*No problem Wendigo!*
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Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
~Extended Signature~
Devilishly Cute
*No worries whatsoever, take your time, hope you feel better soon*
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.
*Take care. Come back when you’re ready.*
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing too, but I’m not much of an artist.
*sup dudes and dudettes*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hi Therin!*
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Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
~Extended Signature~
Devilishly Cute
*And those in between, both, or neither, of course*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*course*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren is sharpening his sword.
Phoenix is trying to turn on the jeep.
The killers have vanished
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Leo is drinking tea
Flint is talking to a raccoon
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
A plague has ravaged a nearby town out west. High physicians still don't know where it came from, or how it struck that village first, but many theorize it has something to do with unclean rituals preformed by the residents of the town or that it was related to the famine that struck the area and continues to this day. What is even more worrying about the whole situation is that people from the old city were brought here once they were shown to be clean of the infection, and immediately after they were brought to the city there was a crop failure.
Things aren't going well.
People have been panic-buying candy, fearful that the city will be quarantined and they won't have a way to defend themselves from the Sugarman. Violence has quite frequently broken out against the newcomers to the city. And for some damn reason, the city council has decided to focus on a digging project just outside the city, hiring exclusively outsiders for a project that is taking up resources better spent elsewhere.
No one is sick yet.
There is enough food for everyone.
The Dig has begun.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Flint remembers the Sugarman
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The rats seem on edge. Something about the dig site perturbs them, and they refuse to go near it. Strangely, they can't seem to articulate why.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Flint decides to go investigate the dig site
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Can I come?
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Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues