Sitting within the darkened alley is a young woman with white-blonde Marylin-monroe style hair, ivory skin, pale red lips, and wearing a long white dress that is stained with blood. She is watching people intently while her crimson eyes observe her surroundings.
A tuskless orc with large green ears and wearing a pair of spectacles sits in the library. Ghostly animals skitter around him, carrying books, parchment, ink bottles, and quills.
A half-elf wrapped with bandages in places stumbles past the alleyway.
A human with grease covered clothes walks in, looking around.
She sees him and stands up. "Hello there... Come over here." (Make a WIS save)
A ghostly kitten suddenly runs into his leg and topples over. It rolls around like a little snowball before looking up at them.
Theren turns sharply. WIS: 15
Phoenix chuckles. "Hello there little one."
(He's a half-elf. He has the advantage of being charmed I think.) He feels compelled greatly to move forward and towards the woman.
The kitten blinks before the lanky orc picks them up. "Pank. I have told you again and again, do not run. You haven't been able to phase through flesh just yet." he says before looking at Phoenix "Forgive him. He is new to the whole dead thing."
*Yeah but since hes wounded, imma do a normal roll because why not :)*
Theren walks towards them slowly.
"Its no problem. I dont mind." he says with a smile.
She seems to be crying before holding his face "I am sorry for what I have to do. I certainly hope you can forgive me" She whispers. She leans forward and Theren can see two fangs growing from her mouth. She latches on to his neck and begins to drain him of blood. (Make a STR of DEX check to get free)
The orc watches him for a moment before narrowing his eyes. "You seem familiar..."
DEX: 16 He lets out a weak scream. "Get off!"
Phoenix tilts his head and grips something in his pocket. "Whys that?"
He is able to wrestle free quickly from her but has a bite on his neck that is leaking blood. (Damage: 2) She buries her face in her hands and sobs "I'm so sorry.."
"I do not know. I feel as through I know you however" He says and shrugs.
He stumbles and slumps against the wall, already weak from blood loss. "Who..." he mumbles
"I've only met one orc. And I beat the ever living crap outta him."
She rushes over and quickly cuts her palm. She places her bleeding palm over his wound. He slowly begins to regain blood (Heal: 10). The wound begins to close and she backs away.
"Please do not talk that way." He says and tilts his head "I am not a fan of violence and that sort of thing."
"Who are you..." he mumbles, not afraid but slightly worried for the woman.
"Sorry, ex-military...I'm used to violence."
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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.
Sitting within the darkened alley is a young woman with white-blonde Marylin-monroe style hair, ivory skin, pale red lips, and wearing a long white dress that is stained with blood. She is watching people intently while her crimson eyes observe her surroundings.
A tuskless orc with large green ears and wearing a pair of spectacles sits in the library. Ghostly animals skitter around him, carrying books, parchment, ink bottles, and quills.
A half-elf wrapped with bandages in places stumbles past the alleyway.
A human with grease covered clothes walks in, looking around.
She sees him and stands up. "Hello there... Come over here." (Make a WIS save)
A ghostly kitten suddenly runs into his leg and topples over. It rolls around like a little snowball before looking up at them.
Theren turns sharply. WIS: 15
Phoenix chuckles. "Hello there little one."
(He's a half-elf. He has the advantage of being charmed I think.) He feels compelled greatly to move forward and towards the woman.
The kitten blinks before the lanky orc picks them up. "Pank. I have told you again and again, do not run. You haven't been able to phase through flesh just yet." he says before looking at Phoenix "Forgive him. He is new to the whole dead thing."
*Yeah but since hes wounded, imma do a normal roll because why not :)*
Theren walks towards them slowly.
"Its no problem. I dont mind." he says with a smile.
She seems to be crying before holding his face "I am sorry for what I have to do. I certainly hope you can forgive me" She whispers. She leans forward and Theren can see two fangs growing from her mouth. She latches on to his neck and begins to drain him of blood. (Make a STR of DEX check to get free)
The orc watches him for a moment before narrowing his eyes. "You seem familiar..."
DEX: 16 He lets out a weak scream. "Get off!"
Phoenix tilts his head and grips something in his pocket. "Whys that?"
He is able to wrestle free quickly from her but has a bite on his neck that is leaking blood. (Damage: 2) She buries her face in her hands and sobs "I'm so sorry.."
"I do not know. I feel as through I know you however" He says and shrugs.
He stumbles and slumps against the wall, already weak from blood loss. "Who..." he mumbles
"I've only met one orc. And I beat the ever living crap outta him."
She rushes over and quickly cuts her palm. She places her bleeding palm over his wound. He slowly begins to regain blood (Heal: 10). The wound begins to close and she backs away.
"Please do not talk that way." He says and tilts his head "I am not a fan of violence and that sort of thing."
"Who are you..." he mumbles, not afraid but slightly worried for the woman.
"Sorry, ex-military...I'm used to violence."
"... No one.." She said and backed away.
"Military..?" He suddenly stops, standing stock still "What. Divison."
Sitting within the darkened alley is a young woman with white-blonde Marylin-monroe style hair, ivory skin, pale red lips, and wearing a long white dress that is stained with blood. She is watching people intently while her crimson eyes observe her surroundings.
A tuskless orc with large green ears and wearing a pair of spectacles sits in the library. Ghostly animals skitter around him, carrying books, parchment, ink bottles, and quills.
A half-elf wrapped with bandages in places stumbles past the alleyway.
A human with grease covered clothes walks in, looking around.
She sees him and stands up. "Hello there... Come over here." (Make a WIS save)
A ghostly kitten suddenly runs into his leg and topples over. It rolls around like a little snowball before looking up at them.
Theren turns sharply. WIS: 15
Phoenix chuckles. "Hello there little one."
(He's a half-elf. He has the advantage of being charmed I think.) He feels compelled greatly to move forward and towards the woman.
The kitten blinks before the lanky orc picks them up. "Pank. I have told you again and again, do not run. You haven't been able to phase through flesh just yet." he says before looking at Phoenix "Forgive him. He is new to the whole dead thing."
*Yeah but since hes wounded, imma do a normal roll because why not :)*
Theren walks towards them slowly.
"Its no problem. I dont mind." he says with a smile.
She seems to be crying before holding his face "I am sorry for what I have to do. I certainly hope you can forgive me" She whispers. She leans forward and Theren can see two fangs growing from her mouth. She latches on to his neck and begins to drain him of blood. (Make a STR of DEX check to get free)
The orc watches him for a moment before narrowing his eyes. "You seem familiar..."
DEX: 16 He lets out a weak scream. "Get off!"
Phoenix tilts his head and grips something in his pocket. "Whys that?"
He is able to wrestle free quickly from her but has a bite on his neck that is leaking blood. (Damage: 2) She buries her face in her hands and sobs "I'm so sorry.."
"I do not know. I feel as through I know you however" He says and shrugs.
He stumbles and slumps against the wall, already weak from blood loss. "Who..." he mumbles
"I've only met one orc. And I beat the ever living crap outta him."
She rushes over and quickly cuts her palm. She places her bleeding palm over his wound. He slowly begins to regain blood (Heal: 10). The wound begins to close and she backs away.
"Please do not talk that way." He says and tilts his head "I am not a fan of violence and that sort of thing."
"Who are you..." he mumbles, not afraid but slightly worried for the woman.
"Sorry, ex-military...I'm used to violence."
"... No one.." She said and backed away.
"Military..?" He suddenly stops, standing stock still "What. Divison."
He struggles to his feet. "Please...I wanna help you.."
"175th Stealth Ops."
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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.
*I hope you get better soon. Not really sure how to help without telling you to just take painkillers, which you've probably already done. I feel for you though.*
*I hope you get better soon. Not really sure how to help without telling you to just take painkillers, which you've probably already done. I feel for you though.*
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
A figure walks into town, a longsword strapped to their hip. They have an interesting outfit, a set of plate mail with a symbol emblazoned in red paint of a sword clashing with a shield. The eyeholes of their helm glow a sickening emerald green, casting its light on anything they look at. They stand at about 5'7 though, so despite their intimidating form they're shorter than most of the townsfolk they pass,
Phoenix, working on his motor, glances at him, eyebrows raised.
They look back at him, making a gesture that might be a greeting
He nods at them
They nod back, continueing forward and shoving through the crowded streets
Phoenix puts the motor in a bag of holding and follows them
They seem to be heading towards the tavern, before pausing and turning down an alleyway
Phoenix continues to follow them
They turn down a corner, dissapearing from view
"what the..."
There's a clink as the end of a sheat presses into his back. A warped voice dpeaking, "State Yuri reason to follow me. And don't move unless you want to become sishimi"
Phoenix tilts his head and then turns sharply, grabbing at the mans weapon.
STR: 28
He's able to grab the weapon, the figure pushing it into his back as he turns, "I said don't-"
Phoenix yanks the weapon away and jabs his hand into the mans neck.
Attack: 11 Damage: 15
Somehow, the weapon resists his yank, the figure remaining armed (eldritch knight bond weapon -^-)
Their plate provides good enough protection, actually hurting to hit. "Is this how you treat everyone you follow into an alley?" They say, raising a hand to his face, swirling masses of magic forming in their palm
A figure walks into town, a longsword strapped to their hip. They have an interesting outfit, a set of plate mail with a symbol emblazoned in red paint of a sword clashing with a shield. The eyeholes of their helm glow a sickening emerald green, casting its light on anything they look at. They stand at about 5'7 though, so despite their intimidating form they're shorter than most of the townsfolk they pass,
Phoenix, working on his motor, glances at him, eyebrows raised.
They look back at him, making a gesture that might be a greeting
He nods at them
They nod back, continueing forward and shoving through the crowded streets
Phoenix puts the motor in a bag of holding and follows them
They seem to be heading towards the tavern, before pausing and turning down an alleyway
Phoenix continues to follow them
They turn down a corner, dissapearing from view
"what the..."
There's a clink as the end of a sheat presses into his back. A warped voice dpeaking, "State Yuri reason to follow me. And don't move unless you want to become sishimi"
Phoenix tilts his head and then turns sharply, grabbing at the mans weapon.
STR: 28
He's able to grab the weapon, the figure pushing it into his back as he turns, "I said don't-"
Phoenix yanks the weapon away and jabs his hand into the mans neck.
Attack: 11 Damage: 15
Somehow, the weapon resists his yank, the figure remaining armed (eldritch knight bond weapon -^-)
Their plate provides good enough protection, actually hurting to hit. "Is this how you treat everyone you follow into an alley?" They say, raising a hand to his face, swirling masses of magic forming in their palm
(For theren if he wants to continue)
"Only to people who threaten me."
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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.
*I had to do a blood drive today to give blood and I was waiting a full hour to get blood drawn only to be told that they can't do it because of my anemia.*
"Who are you..." he mumbles, not afraid but slightly worried for the woman.
"Sorry, ex-military...I'm used to violence."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"... No one.." She said and backed away.
"Military..?" He suddenly stops, standing stock still "What. Divison."
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
He struggles to his feet. "Please...I wanna help you.."
"175th Stealth Ops."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He coughs into his sleeve, "wagon? I dint think I iwn ine." He looks around slowly
*Morning, I'm in agony :>*
*Helps*
*What is the wrong I do not want you to be hurting*
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 hope you get better soon. Not really sure how to help without telling you to just take painkillers, which you've probably already done. I feel for you though.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*just general annoying feelings I guess*
*tired, sore from moving, not a fan of school especially*
*qh pain killers probably aren't a good idea*
*re-postin characters*
Theren is in his room, wrapped in bandages.
Phoenix is working on his jeep
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(that makes two of us)
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
(For theren if he wants to continue)
*im back :D*
*and irate*
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
*What's wrong?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*What happened?*
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"Only to people who threaten me."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Just a repost Wendigo :) *
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*what happened?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I had to do a blood drive today to give blood and I was waiting a full hour to get blood drawn only to be told that they can't do it because of my anemia.*
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
Hey can we start new quote chains pls? Thank you :3
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