They seem to have the same personality as they did before death. The only change was their species.
“Quite a dramatic name, Slayer. We are the Twin Flames.”
They are placed in the camps with the rest of the refugees, guards around the camp.
“And I’m the one with a dramatic name.” He says with a chuckle “It’s a pleasure to meet you both.”
They happily interact with the other refugees.
“Same to you, Dear Slayer. And your flying friends.”
The refugees talking about being seemingly kicked out of the city of order, and incredibly grateful they could stay here.
“You both seem powerful and wise. Admirable traits for anyone, and yet few truly have them.”
Many of the previously dead seem confused by this.
”Thank you, Slayer. We hope to interact with you again. As friends.” They both clutch the stone and turn into falcons as they take off and fly to the now floating Swirling Forest.
Everybody eventually changes the subject, just enjoying life.
A couple of beautiful Couatls are flying near Happy’s City, observing the mortals and Happy.
He watches them in return, making sure that they don’t do anything to harm the mortals.
They do speak to some of the mortals coming to the city, but don’t enter themselves, and none of the mortals are seemingly persuaded from entering the city themselves.
A couple of beautiful Couatls are flying near Happy’s City, observing the mortals and Happy.
He watches them in return, making sure that they don’t do anything to harm the mortals.
They do speak to some of the mortals coming to the city, but don’t enter themselves, and none of the mortals are seemingly persuaded from entering the city themselves.
Eventually the leader clone walks over, trying to see what is happening, still having a revolver despite being more refined and calm then the other clones.
They seem to have the same personality as they did before death. The only change was their species.
“Quite a dramatic name, Slayer. We are the Twin Flames.”
They are placed in the camps with the rest of the refugees, guards around the camp.
“And I’m the one with a dramatic name.” He says with a chuckle “It’s a pleasure to meet you both.”
They happily interact with the other refugees.
“Same to you, Dear Slayer. And your flying friends.”
The refugees talking about being seemingly kicked out of the city of order, and incredibly grateful they could stay here.
“You both seem powerful and wise. Admirable traits for anyone, and yet few truly have them.”
Many of the previously dead seem confused by this.
”Thank you, Slayer. We hope to interact with you again. As friends.” They both clutch the stone and turn into falcons as they take off and fly to the now floating Swirling Forest.
Everybody eventually changes the subject, just enjoying life.
*is this a ‘everybody is tricked into thinking a bad place is a utopia’ thing?*
A couple of beautiful Couatls are flying near Happy’s City, observing the mortals and Happy.
He watches them in return, making sure that they don’t do anything to harm the mortals.
They do speak to some of the mortals coming to the city, but don’t enter themselves, and none of the mortals are seemingly persuaded from entering the city themselves.
Eventually the leader clone walks over, trying to see what is happening, still having a revolver despite being more refined and calm then the other clones.
The Couatl seem to be asking the traveling humans questions about where they hail from and where they are heading, and sharing little tidbits of information when they seem to insight any issues they are currently struggling with. At the moment they seem to be giving some advice to a mother with a mild stomach bug.
“Keep the little one hydrated with lukewarm water with a little bit of lemon squeezed in. The vitamins from the fruit will aid in his recovery.” One says in a gentle voice.
”Feed him soft foods in small increments to lessen any irritation to the stomach and ensure the food stays down. Keep him warm and let him rest. Find a safe place so you all can relax. An anxious mother with hinder his recovery, you must care for yourself as well.” The other adds.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
They seem to have the same personality as they did before death. The only change was their species.
“Quite a dramatic name, Slayer. We are the Twin Flames.”
They are placed in the camps with the rest of the refugees, guards around the camp.
“And I’m the one with a dramatic name.” He says with a chuckle “It’s a pleasure to meet you both.”
They happily interact with the other refugees.
“Same to you, Dear Slayer. And your flying friends.”
The refugees talking about being seemingly kicked out of the city of order, and incredibly grateful they could stay here.
“You both seem powerful and wise. Admirable traits for anyone, and yet few truly have them.”
Many of the previously dead seem confused by this.
”Thank you, Slayer. We hope to interact with you again. As friends.” They both clutch the stone and turn into falcons as they take off and fly to the now floating Swirling Forest.
Everybody eventually changes the subject, just enjoying life.
*is this a ‘everybody is tricked into thinking a bad place is a utopia’ thing?*
*No, it really is Happy trying his best to make a utopia, unfortunately it’s not likely to work.*
They seem to have the same personality as they did before death. The only change was their species.
“Quite a dramatic name, Slayer. We are the Twin Flames.”
They are placed in the camps with the rest of the refugees, guards around the camp.
“And I’m the one with a dramatic name.” He says with a chuckle “It’s a pleasure to meet you both.”
They happily interact with the other refugees.
“Same to you, Dear Slayer. And your flying friends.”
The refugees talking about being seemingly kicked out of the city of order, and incredibly grateful they could stay here.
“You both seem powerful and wise. Admirable traits for anyone, and yet few truly have them.”
Many of the previously dead seem confused by this.
”Thank you, Slayer. We hope to interact with you again. As friends.” They both clutch the stone and turn into falcons as they take off and fly to the now floating Swirling Forest.
Everybody eventually changes the subject, just enjoying life.
*is this a ‘everybody is tricked into thinking a bad place is a utopia’ thing?*
*No, it really is Happy trying his best to make a utopia, unfortunately it’s not likely to work.*
*When you say that, do you mean the cities Infrastructure is likely going to fail?*
A couple of beautiful Couatls are flying near Happy’s City, observing the mortals and Happy.
He watches them in return, making sure that they don’t do anything to harm the mortals.
They do speak to some of the mortals coming to the city, but don’t enter themselves, and none of the mortals are seemingly persuaded from entering the city themselves.
Eventually the leader clone walks over, trying to see what is happening, still having a revolver despite being more refined and calm then the other clones.
The Couatl seem to be asking the traveling humans questions about where they hail from and where they are heading, and sharing little tidbits of information when they seem to insight any issues they are currently struggling with. At the moment they seem to be giving some advice to a mother with a mild stomach bug.
“Keep the little one hydrated with lukewarm water with a little bit of lemon squeezed in. The vitamins from the fruit will aid in his recovery.” One says in a gentle voice.
”Feed him soft foods in small increments to lessen any irritation to the stomach and ensure the food stays down. Keep him warm and let him rest. Find a safe place so you all can relax. An anxious mother with hinder his recovery, you must care for yourself as well.” The other adds.
Happy Chaos floats up and looks at one of the creatures “Hello, excuse me but you are preventing people from receiving rest and treatment. If you want to talk please come inside along with these people, you are welcome but these people could use help.” The line begins moving slightly faster “The health of these mortals is of upmost importance to us, so please leave or come inside.”
They seem to have the same personality as they did before death. The only change was their species.
“Quite a dramatic name, Slayer. We are the Twin Flames.”
They are placed in the camps with the rest of the refugees, guards around the camp.
“And I’m the one with a dramatic name.” He says with a chuckle “It’s a pleasure to meet you both.”
They happily interact with the other refugees.
“Same to you, Dear Slayer. And your flying friends.”
The refugees talking about being seemingly kicked out of the city of order, and incredibly grateful they could stay here.
“You both seem powerful and wise. Admirable traits for anyone, and yet few truly have them.”
Many of the previously dead seem confused by this.
”Thank you, Slayer. We hope to interact with you again. As friends.” They both clutch the stone and turn into falcons as they take off and fly to the now floating Swirling Forest.
Everybody eventually changes the subject, just enjoying life.
*is this a ‘everybody is tricked into thinking a bad place is a utopia’ thing?*
*No, it really is Happy trying his best to make a utopia, unfortunately it’s not likely to work.*
*When you say that, do you mean the cities Infrastructure is likely going to fail?*
*I mean that Happy Chaos is insane and usually immediately hostile towards other greater wills simply from previous experience.*
They seem to have the same personality as they did before death. The only change was their species.
“Quite a dramatic name, Slayer. We are the Twin Flames.”
They are placed in the camps with the rest of the refugees, guards around the camp.
“And I’m the one with a dramatic name.” He says with a chuckle “It’s a pleasure to meet you both.”
They happily interact with the other refugees.
“Same to you, Dear Slayer. And your flying friends.”
The refugees talking about being seemingly kicked out of the city of order, and incredibly grateful they could stay here.
“You both seem powerful and wise. Admirable traits for anyone, and yet few truly have them.”
Many of the previously dead seem confused by this.
”Thank you, Slayer. We hope to interact with you again. As friends.” They both clutch the stone and turn into falcons as they take off and fly to the now floating Swirling Forest.
Everybody eventually changes the subject, just enjoying life.
*is this a ‘everybody is tricked into thinking a bad place is a utopia’ thing?*
*No, it really is Happy trying his best to make a utopia, unfortunately it’s not likely to work.*
*When you say that, do you mean the cities Infrastructure is likely going to fail?*
*I mean that Happy Chaos is insane and usually immediately hostile towards other greater wills simply from previous experience.*
*ah, ok*
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
A couple of beautiful Couatls are flying near Happy’s City, observing the mortals and Happy.
He watches them in return, making sure that they don’t do anything to harm the mortals.
They do speak to some of the mortals coming to the city, but don’t enter themselves, and none of the mortals are seemingly persuaded from entering the city themselves.
Eventually the leader clone walks over, trying to see what is happening, still having a revolver despite being more refined and calm then the other clones.
The Couatl seem to be asking the traveling humans questions about where they hail from and where they are heading, and sharing little tidbits of information when they seem to insight any issues they are currently struggling with. At the moment they seem to be giving some advice to a mother with a mild stomach bug.
“Keep the little one hydrated with lukewarm water with a little bit of lemon squeezed in. The vitamins from the fruit will aid in his recovery.” One says in a gentle voice.
”Feed him soft foods in small increments to lessen any irritation to the stomach and ensure the food stays down. Keep him warm and let him rest. Find a safe place so you all can relax. An anxious mother with hinder his recovery, you must care for yourself as well.” The other adds.
Happy Chaos floats up and looks at one of the creatures “Hello, excuse me but you are preventing people from receiving rest and treatment. If you want to talk please come inside along with these people, you are welcome but these people could use help.” The line begins moving slightly faster “The health of these mortals is of upmost importance to us, so please leave or come inside.”
“We did not know if we were welcomed in, so we wished to avoid issues.” One says
“We wished to share our knowledge with them, so they can help themselves in the future. They will not always have a Greater Will to come and heal them.” The other says.
”Thank you for your hospitality” They both says, bowing gracefully with open wings before they fly into the city and perch where the refugees are temporarily staying, continuing to converse and provide information and assistance.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
A couple of beautiful Couatls are flying near Happy’s City, observing the mortals and Happy.
He watches them in return, making sure that they don’t do anything to harm the mortals.
They do speak to some of the mortals coming to the city, but don’t enter themselves, and none of the mortals are seemingly persuaded from entering the city themselves.
Eventually the leader clone walks over, trying to see what is happening, still having a revolver despite being more refined and calm then the other clones.
The Couatl seem to be asking the traveling humans questions about where they hail from and where they are heading, and sharing little tidbits of information when they seem to insight any issues they are currently struggling with. At the moment they seem to be giving some advice to a mother with a mild stomach bug.
“Keep the little one hydrated with lukewarm water with a little bit of lemon squeezed in. The vitamins from the fruit will aid in his recovery.” One says in a gentle voice.
”Feed him soft foods in small increments to lessen any irritation to the stomach and ensure the food stays down. Keep him warm and let him rest. Find a safe place so you all can relax. An anxious mother with hinder his recovery, you must care for yourself as well.” The other adds.
Happy Chaos floats up and looks at one of the creatures “Hello, excuse me but you are preventing people from receiving rest and treatment. If you want to talk please come inside along with these people, you are welcome but these people could use help.” The line begins moving slightly faster “The health of these mortals is of upmost importance to us, so please leave or come inside.”
“We did not know if we were welcomed in, so we wished to avoid issues.” One says
“We wished to share our knowledge with them, so they can help themselves in the future. They will not always have a Greater Will to come and heal them.” The other says.
”Thank you for your hospitality” They both says, bowing gracefully with open wings before they fly into the city and perch where the refugees are temporarily staying, continuing to converse and provide information and assistance.
The clones bows back at them before moving onward, needing to do his job.
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that stands out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that’s out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
The two Couatl are listening to the story with intrigue.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that stands out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
He makes a chair with a snap of his fingers, sitting cross legged. He waits for the story to be finish, he’s pissed but he isn’t going to get in the middle of someone’s story.
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that’s out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
The two Couatl are listening to the story with intrigue.
“So make sure to check your pillow tonight, else you could have the worst night of yer life.”
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The one that’s out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
The two Couatl are listening to the story with intrigue.
“So make sure to check your pillow tonight, else you could have the worst night of yer life.”
“Such a fun tale you have spun, from where have you heard it?” One of them asks curiously.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Everybody eventually changes the subject, just enjoying life.
He watches them in return, making sure that they don’t do anything to harm the mortals.
They do speak to some of the mortals coming to the city, but don’t enter themselves, and none of the mortals are seemingly persuaded from entering the city themselves.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Eventually the leader clone walks over, trying to see what is happening, still having a revolver despite being more refined and calm then the other clones.
*yes*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*is this a ‘everybody is tricked into thinking a bad place is a utopia’ thing?*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
The Couatl seem to be asking the traveling humans questions about where they hail from and where they are heading, and sharing little tidbits of information when they seem to insight any issues they are currently struggling with. At the moment they seem to be giving some advice to a mother with a mild stomach bug.
“Keep the little one hydrated with lukewarm water with a little bit of lemon squeezed in. The vitamins from the fruit will aid in his recovery.” One says in a gentle voice.
”Feed him soft foods in small increments to lessen any irritation to the stomach and ensure the food stays down. Keep him warm and let him rest. Find a safe place so you all can relax. An anxious mother with hinder his recovery, you must care for yourself as well.” The other adds.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
*No, it really is Happy trying his best to make a utopia, unfortunately it’s not likely to work.*
*When you say that, do you mean the cities Infrastructure is likely going to fail?*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Happy Chaos floats up and looks at one of the creatures “Hello, excuse me but you are preventing people from receiving rest and treatment. If you want to talk please come inside along with these people, you are welcome but these people could use help.” The line begins moving slightly faster “The health of these mortals is of upmost importance to us, so please leave or come inside.”
*I mean that Happy Chaos is insane and usually immediately hostile towards other greater wills simply from previous experience.*
*ah, ok*
They join in the enjoyment of life, though if the original Happy Chaos inspected their aura, they would sense the Twin Flames power.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“We did not know if we were welcomed in, so we wished to avoid issues.” One says
“We wished to share our knowledge with them, so they can help themselves in the future. They will not always have a Greater Will to come and heal them.” The other says.
”Thank you for your hospitality” They both says, bowing gracefully with open wings before they fly into the city and perch where the refugees are temporarily staying, continuing to converse and provide information and assistance.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
The original Happy Chaos walks among the mortals, healing those he can, he notices the Twin Flames power and searches for the leader of the new refugees.
The clones bows back at them before moving onward, needing to do his job.
The one that stands out to him is an Aasimar with a spectral arm. She has a bow slung over her shoulder and an axe at her side. She is telling a story to a group of children about the ‘Scorpion Sleep’, a tall tale about a scorpion that enters your pillow to give you nightmares.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
The two Couatl are listening to the story with intrigue.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
He makes a chair with a snap of his fingers, sitting cross legged. He waits for the story to be finish, he’s pissed but he isn’t going to get in the middle of someone’s story.
“So make sure to check your pillow tonight, else you could have the worst night of yer life.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Such a fun tale you have spun, from where have you heard it?” One of them asks curiously.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills