"Hah, how kind of you." This voice is trying to think of something to say lol, before he gets figured out
"So Professor, who are you?" the creature turns in place trying to locate the source of the voice.
"...Simply put, a man with a lifetime of problems to deal with. Such as the current one, trying to convince you that I'm your Professor." The voice giggles, pretty much. A dark form can barely be seen close to your character.
"You never were my Professor. I severed those strings ages ago." He lifts his skinny arms and the strings tied around his joints wave in the wind. He then whirls around to face the dark form. "I dealt with my problems the same way I always do."
"Wait whaaaat! Someone controlled you with strings? That's actually so mean. I would hate that." The figure steps into more direct light, and they appear to be a deep purple plasmoid, with objects stowed away in its body. "We should be buds."
He takes a step back, he wasn't expecting such a strange creature. "You look wet, like the seashore."
"Yeah, well, I'm not. I can keep my body together when I want to, don't worry." A grinning mouth-shaped hole appears in the head, slightly crooked. "So you stole somebody's sausage? Sounds fun. And delicious."
"They were very delicious. I wasn't supposed to do it though. I was taught a lesson. I never liked school, so I decided to take my turn as the teacher." his painted on grin seems sinister in this light. "I am sorry Professor, but I don't think I ever got your name."
"Hah, how kind of you." This voice is trying to think of something to say lol, before he gets figured out
"So Professor, who are you?" the creature turns in place trying to locate the source of the voice.
"...Simply put, a man with a lifetime of problems to deal with. Such as the current one, trying to convince you that I'm your Professor." The voice giggles, pretty much. A dark form can barely be seen close to your character.
"You never were my Professor. I severed those strings ages ago." He lifts his skinny arms and the strings tied around his joints wave in the wind. He then whirls around to face the dark form. "I dealt with my problems the same way I always do."
"Wait whaaaat! Someone controlled you with strings? That's actually so mean. I would hate that." The figure steps into more direct light, and they appear to be a deep purple plasmoid, with objects stowed away in its body. "We should be buds."
He takes a step back, he wasn't expecting such a strange creature. "You look wet, like the seashore."
"Yeah, well, I'm not. I can keep my body together when I want to, don't worry." A grinning mouth-shaped hole appears in the head, slightly crooked. "So you stole somebody's sausage? Sounds fun. And delicious."
"They were very delicious. I wasn't supposed to do it though. I was taught a lesson. I never liked school, so I decided to take my turn as the teacher." his painted on grin seems sinister in this light. "I am sorry Professor, but I don't think I ever got your name."
"Taking matters into your own hands? That can be good. Just don't use your power for the wrong things... anyways, my name's Gary. Well, that's what it is now, it's better than the numbers that the scientists gave me."
*I gotta go, it's been super fun rping, we gotta do this again soon :)*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
"Hah, how kind of you." This voice is trying to think of something to say lol, before he gets figured out
"So Professor, who are you?" the creature turns in place trying to locate the source of the voice.
"...Simply put, a man with a lifetime of problems to deal with. Such as the current one, trying to convince you that I'm your Professor." The voice giggles, pretty much. A dark form can barely be seen close to your character.
"You never were my Professor. I severed those strings ages ago." He lifts his skinny arms and the strings tied around his joints wave in the wind. He then whirls around to face the dark form. "I dealt with my problems the same way I always do."
"Wait whaaaat! Someone controlled you with strings? That's actually so mean. I would hate that." The figure steps into more direct light, and they appear to be a deep purple plasmoid, with objects stowed away in its body. "We should be buds."
He takes a step back, he wasn't expecting such a strange creature. "You look wet, like the seashore."
"Yeah, well, I'm not. I can keep my body together when I want to, don't worry." A grinning mouth-shaped hole appears in the head, slightly crooked. "So you stole somebody's sausage? Sounds fun. And delicious."
"They were very delicious. I wasn't supposed to do it though. I was taught a lesson. I never liked school, so I decided to take my turn as the teacher." his painted on grin seems sinister in this light. "I am sorry Professor, but I don't think I ever got your name."
"Taking matters into your own hands? That can be good. Just don't use your power for the wrong things... anyways, my name's Gary. Well, that's what it is now, it's better than the numbers that the scientists gave me."
*I gotta go, it's been super fun rping, we gotta do this again soon :)*
"What is right other than a direction?" says the smiling hunchback, "Scientists... Doctors... Professors... please the king and you can be anything."
"Hah, how kind of you." This voice is trying to think of something to say lol, before he gets figured out
"So Professor, who are you?" the creature turns in place trying to locate the source of the voice.
"...Simply put, a man with a lifetime of problems to deal with. Such as the current one, trying to convince you that I'm your Professor." The voice giggles, pretty much. A dark form can barely be seen close to your character.
"You never were my Professor. I severed those strings ages ago." He lifts his skinny arms and the strings tied around his joints wave in the wind. He then whirls around to face the dark form. "I dealt with my problems the same way I always do."
"Wait whaaaat! Someone controlled you with strings? That's actually so mean. I would hate that." The figure steps into more direct light, and they appear to be a deep purple plasmoid, with objects stowed away in its body. "We should be buds."
He takes a step back, he wasn't expecting such a strange creature. "You look wet, like the seashore."
"Yeah, well, I'm not. I can keep my body together when I want to, don't worry." A grinning mouth-shaped hole appears in the head, slightly crooked. "So you stole somebody's sausage? Sounds fun. And delicious."
"They were very delicious. I wasn't supposed to do it though. I was taught a lesson. I never liked school, so I decided to take my turn as the teacher." his painted on grin seems sinister in this light. "I am sorry Professor, but I don't think I ever got your name."
"Taking matters into your own hands? That can be good. Just don't use your power for the wrong things... anyways, my name's Gary. Well, that's what it is now, it's better than the numbers that the scientists gave me."
*I gotta go, it's been super fun rping, we gotta do this again soon :)*
"What is right other than a direction?" says the smiling hunchback, "Scientists... Doctors... Professors... please the king and you can be anything."
*See ya*
"A sense of right and wrong is something that not all people start life with, but pretty much everyone has the chance to figure it out for themselves." Gary folds his arms.
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"Hah, how kind of you." This voice is trying to think of something to say lol, before he gets figured out
"So Professor, who are you?" the creature turns in place trying to locate the source of the voice.
"...Simply put, a man with a lifetime of problems to deal with. Such as the current one, trying to convince you that I'm your Professor." The voice giggles, pretty much. A dark form can barely be seen close to your character.
"You never were my Professor. I severed those strings ages ago." He lifts his skinny arms and the strings tied around his joints wave in the wind. He then whirls around to face the dark form. "I dealt with my problems the same way I always do."
"Wait whaaaat! Someone controlled you with strings? That's actually so mean. I would hate that." The figure steps into more direct light, and they appear to be a deep purple plasmoid, with objects stowed away in its body. "We should be buds."
He takes a step back, he wasn't expecting such a strange creature. "You look wet, like the seashore."
"Yeah, well, I'm not. I can keep my body together when I want to, don't worry." A grinning mouth-shaped hole appears in the head, slightly crooked. "So you stole somebody's sausage? Sounds fun. And delicious."
"They were very delicious. I wasn't supposed to do it though. I was taught a lesson. I never liked school, so I decided to take my turn as the teacher." his painted on grin seems sinister in this light. "I am sorry Professor, but I don't think I ever got your name."
"Taking matters into your own hands? That can be good. Just don't use your power for the wrong things... anyways, my name's Gary. Well, that's what it is now, it's better than the numbers that the scientists gave me."
*I gotta go, it's been super fun rping, we gotta do this again soon :)*
"What is right other than a direction?" says the smiling hunchback, "Scientists... Doctors... Professors... please the king and you can be anything."
*See ya*
"A sense of right and wrong is something that not all people start life with, but pretty much everyone has the chance to figure it out for themselves." Gary folds his arms.
He considers this, or at least he seems to. It is hard to tell since his head is a piece of painted wood. “I am waiting for the Punchline.” he says eventually.
A door has been set up in the middle of nowhere. It is not attached to anything, it is simply balanced in an erect fashion. A squeeky voice is wailing from behind it, "Awaaa-aa-ooowaaaayaaah-h-h!"
"Hah, how kind of you." This voice is trying to think of something to say lol, before he gets figured out
"So Professor, who are you?" the creature turns in place trying to locate the source of the voice.
"...Simply put, a man with a lifetime of problems to deal with. Such as the current one, trying to convince you that I'm your Professor." The voice giggles, pretty much. A dark form can barely be seen close to your character.
"You never were my Professor. I severed those strings ages ago." He lifts his skinny arms and the strings tied around his joints wave in the wind. He then whirls around to face the dark form. "I dealt with my problems the same way I always do."
"Wait whaaaat! Someone controlled you with strings? That's actually so mean. I would hate that." The figure steps into more direct light, and they appear to be a deep purple plasmoid, with objects stowed away in its body. "We should be buds."
He takes a step back, he wasn't expecting such a strange creature. "You look wet, like the seashore."
"Yeah, well, I'm not. I can keep my body together when I want to, don't worry." A grinning mouth-shaped hole appears in the head, slightly crooked. "So you stole somebody's sausage? Sounds fun. And delicious."
"They were very delicious. I wasn't supposed to do it though. I was taught a lesson. I never liked school, so I decided to take my turn as the teacher." his painted on grin seems sinister in this light. "I am sorry Professor, but I don't think I ever got your name."
"Taking matters into your own hands? That can be good. Just don't use your power for the wrong things... anyways, my name's Gary. Well, that's what it is now, it's better than the numbers that the scientists gave me."
*I gotta go, it's been super fun rping, we gotta do this again soon :)*
"What is right other than a direction?" says the smiling hunchback, "Scientists... Doctors... Professors... please the king and you can be anything."
*See ya*
"A sense of right and wrong is something that not all people start life with, but pretty much everyone has the chance to figure it out for themselves." Gary folds his arms.
He considers this, or at least he seems to. It is hard to tell since his head is a piece of painted wood. “I am waiting for the Punchline.” he says eventually.
"Nah, none of that. Just my opinion on life. Wanna go rob a bad guy?"
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A door has been set up in the middle of nowhere. It is not attached to anything, it is simply balanced in an erect fashion. A squeeky voice is wailing from behind it, "Awaaa-aa-ooowaaaayaaah-h-h!"
A big warforged walks up and punches a hole straight through the door. "YAGGHHHH, I'M SO STRONG!!"
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"Hah, how kind of you." This voice is trying to think of something to say lol, before he gets figured out
"So Professor, who are you?" the creature turns in place trying to locate the source of the voice.
"...Simply put, a man with a lifetime of problems to deal with. Such as the current one, trying to convince you that I'm your Professor." The voice giggles, pretty much. A dark form can barely be seen close to your character.
"You never were my Professor. I severed those strings ages ago." He lifts his skinny arms and the strings tied around his joints wave in the wind. He then whirls around to face the dark form. "I dealt with my problems the same way I always do."
"Wait whaaaat! Someone controlled you with strings? That's actually so mean. I would hate that." The figure steps into more direct light, and they appear to be a deep purple plasmoid, with objects stowed away in its body. "We should be buds."
He takes a step back, he wasn't expecting such a strange creature. "You look wet, like the seashore."
"Yeah, well, I'm not. I can keep my body together when I want to, don't worry." A grinning mouth-shaped hole appears in the head, slightly crooked. "So you stole somebody's sausage? Sounds fun. And delicious."
"They were very delicious. I wasn't supposed to do it though. I was taught a lesson. I never liked school, so I decided to take my turn as the teacher." his painted on grin seems sinister in this light. "I am sorry Professor, but I don't think I ever got your name."
"Taking matters into your own hands? That can be good. Just don't use your power for the wrong things... anyways, my name's Gary. Well, that's what it is now, it's better than the numbers that the scientists gave me."
*I gotta go, it's been super fun rping, we gotta do this again soon :)*
"What is right other than a direction?" says the smiling hunchback, "Scientists... Doctors... Professors... please the king and you can be anything."
*See ya*
"A sense of right and wrong is something that not all people start life with, but pretty much everyone has the chance to figure it out for themselves." Gary folds his arms.
He considers this, or at least he seems to. It is hard to tell since his head is a piece of painted wood. “I am waiting for the Punchline.” he says eventually.
"Nah, none of that. Just my opinion on life. Wanna go rob a bad guy?"
"That's the way to do it!" He swings his club, smashing a garbage bin and spilling its stinking contents all over the place.
A door has been set up in the middle of nowhere. It is not attached to anything, it is simply balanced in an erect fashion. A squeeky voice is wailing from behind it, "Awaaa-aa-ooowaaaayaaah-h-h!"
A big warforged walks up and punches a hole straight through the door. "YAGGHHHH, I'M SO STRONG!!"
A small, bipedal mouse with brown fur and button black eyes scurries through the hole. He wears nothing but a red waist-coat and his nose twitches as he speaks, "Wut eva ya do dat for, ya tin can? Ma door, ma door! It iz whole no more!"
A door has been set up in the middle of nowhere. It is not attached to anything, it is simply balanced in an erect fashion. A squeeky voice is wailing from behind it, "Awaaa-aa-ooowaaaayaaah-h-h!"
A big warforged walks up and punches a hole straight through the door. "YAGGHHHH, I'M SO STRONG!!"
A small, bipedal mouse with brown fur and button black eyes scurries through the hole. He wears nothing but a red waist-coat and his nose twitches as he speaks, "Wut eva ya do dat for, ya tin can? Ma door, ma door! It iz whole no more!"
His happy smile turns into a frown. "Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't know it belonged to someone." He sticks some splinters in the hole in a feeble attempt to fix the damage, but gives up. He plops down unhappily. "I always ruin things!" And he buries his face in his wide hands.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
A door has been set up in the middle of nowhere. It is not attached to anything, it is simply balanced in an erect fashion. A squeeky voice is wailing from behind it, "Awaaa-aa-ooowaaaayaaah-h-h!"
A big warforged walks up and punches a hole straight through the door. "YAGGHHHH, I'M SO STRONG!!"
A small, bipedal mouse with brown fur and button black eyes scurries through the hole. He wears nothing but a red waist-coat and his nose twitches as he speaks, "Wut eva ya do dat for, ya tin can? Ma door, ma door! It iz whole no more!"
His happy smile turns into a frown. "Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't know it belonged to someone." He sticks some splinters in the hole in a feeble attempt to fix the damage, but gives up. He plops down unhappily. "I always ruin things!" And he buries his face in his wide hands.
The mouse stops his tirade for a second and considers the warforged. Then he pats him on the arm in a consoling manner and squeaks, “Trulee, ya perfurmed a great deed for I wuz trapped behind ma oin door and cood not ecscape. Ma door iz damajed, but it iz naught beeyund repaire.”
"Nah, none of that. Just my opinion on life. Wanna go rob a bad guy?"
"That's the way to do it!" He swings his club, smashing a garbage bin and spilling its stinking contents all over the place.
He jumps to the side, avoiding the mess. "Yo, what the heck!"
"Weck, is robbery on the tooo-dooo list?"
"Yes, now let's go practice using our inner Robin Hood."
The hunchback nods, grips his club, and turns to lumber down the alley towards the open fairgrounds.
Ale'ar facepalms as she sees this. "Gary, I'm honestly fine with you robbing rich [GP], but I'm gonna have to ask you to do it outside the Carnival proper. You too, weirdo hunchback."
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
"They were very delicious. I wasn't supposed to do it though. I was taught a lesson. I never liked school, so I decided to take my turn as the teacher." his painted on grin seems sinister in this light. "I am sorry Professor, but I don't think I ever got your name."
*Nice, goofy characters are fun. This character I'm using is a small encounter that probably won't last super long.*
"Taking matters into your own hands? That can be good. Just don't use your power for the wrong things... anyways, my name's Gary. Well, that's what it is now, it's better than the numbers that the scientists gave me."
*I gotta go, it's been super fun rping, we gotta do this again soon :)*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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"What is right other than a direction?" says the smiling hunchback, "Scientists... Doctors... Professors... please the king and you can be anything."
*See ya*
"A sense of right and wrong is something that not all people start life with, but pretty much everyone has the chance to figure it out for themselves." Gary folds his arms.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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He considers this, or at least he seems to. It is hard to tell since his head is a piece of painted wood. “I am waiting for the Punchline.” he says eventually.
A door has been set up in the middle of nowhere. It is not attached to anything, it is simply balanced in an erect fashion. A squeeky voice is wailing from behind it, "Awaaa-aa-ooowaaaayaaah-h-h!"
"Nah, none of that. Just my opinion on life. Wanna go rob a bad guy?"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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A big warforged walks up and punches a hole straight through the door. "YAGGHHHH, I'M SO STRONG!!"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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"That's the way to do it!" He swings his club, smashing a garbage bin and spilling its stinking contents all over the place.
He jumps to the side, avoiding the mess. "Yo, what the heck!"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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A small, bipedal mouse with brown fur and button black eyes scurries through the hole. He wears nothing but a red waist-coat and his nose twitches as he speaks, "Wut eva ya do dat for, ya tin can? Ma door, ma door! It iz whole no more!"
"Weck, is robbery on the tooo-dooo list?"
His happy smile turns into a frown. "Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't know it belonged to someone." He sticks some splinters in the hole in a feeble attempt to fix the damage, but gives up. He plops down unhappily. "I always ruin things!" And he buries his face in his wide hands.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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"Yes, now let's go practice using our inner Robin Hood."
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The hunchback nods, grips his club, and turns to lumber down the alley towards the open fairgrounds.
*can I join?*
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
The mouse stops his tirade for a second and considers the warforged. Then he pats him on the arm in a consoling manner and squeaks, “Trulee, ya perfurmed a great deed for I wuz trapped behind ma oin door and cood not ecscape. Ma door iz damajed, but it iz naught beeyund repaire.”
*That would be great but I have to leave right now so we will have to continue this later.*
Ale'ar facepalms as she sees this. "Gary, I'm honestly fine with you robbing rich [GP], but I'm gonna have to ask you to do it outside the Carnival proper. You too, weirdo hunchback."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.