If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*lets see, what characters do I have… Olliphander, the Heir, the Crown of Slaughter, Aemulus, Sargassa, and Aaravi… I’ll make my own recap post soon then.*
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*Will type: God=Name: Seret | Domain: Luck | Embodiment of: Good Luck | Level and Power Points: Level 1 Power Points 0 | Current Form: Human.*
*anyone want to go off this?*
*what is Seret doing right now?*
Seret is sitting under a tree rolling dice. He keeps getting high rolls.
Soon, it starts to rain across the vast grasslands near the equator of the earth. The warm breeze moves clouds along the sky, blocking out the sun. The monsoon rains are coming. And in the distance, Seret can just vaguely make out the figure of the monsoon goddess herself- the ascendant cascade, Aaravi, dancing upon an encroaching flood. Her steps are Thunder, her laughs of delight are the crackling lightning, and she is the rains. A tall, dark skinned woman with long, flowing black hair, many miles away at this point, with many gold jewels and necklaces, and a dress that is made of the flowing, rushing, foaming water of the flood.
*Will type: God=Name: Seret | Domain: Luck | Embodiment of: Good Luck | Level and Power Points: Level 1 Power Points 0 | Current Form: Human.*
*anyone want to go off this?*
*what is Seret doing right now?*
Seret is sitting under a tree rolling dice. He keeps getting high rolls.
Soon, it starts to rain across the vast grasslands near the equator of the earth. The warm breeze moves clouds along the sky, blocking out the sun. The monsoon rains are coming. And in the distance, Seret can just vaguely make out the figure of the monsoon goddess herself- the ascendant cascade, Aaravi, dancing upon an encroaching flood. Her steps are Thunder, her laughs of delight are the crackling lightning, and she is the rains. A tall, dark skinned woman with long, flowing black hair, many miles away at this point, with many gold jewels and necklaces, and a dress that is made of the flowing, rushing, foaming water of the flood.
Around Seret his luck is preventing him from getting wet, but he notices and comes out from under the tree.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Seret is sitting under a tree rolling dice. He keeps getting high rolls.
"Another Newborn. Seems things might get more lively around here." a figure says walking over to Seret, looking like a child with silver hair, purple eyes, and purple lightning horns wearing a long white mantle-like robe that billows in the wind.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Seret is sitting under a tree rolling dice. He keeps getting high rolls.
"Another Newborn. Seems things might get more lively around here." a figure says walking over to Seret, looking like a child with silver hair, purple eyes, and purple lightning horns wearing a long white mantle-like robe that billows in the wind.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
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*ACK WHY SO MANY*
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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*Because I have 11 wills on this thread, that's why. Which is why I did the spoiler tags instead of making a stupid long post.*
"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
*I’m joking. It is crazy though.*
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
*Yeah. To be fair, this was the first rp thread I was active in so I was very attached. Still am really.*
"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
*You must be glad it’s getting revived.*
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
*Will type: God=Name: Seret | Domain: Luck | Embodiment of: Good Luck | Level and Power Points: Level 1 Power Points 0 | Current Form: Human.*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*lets see, what characters do I have… Olliphander, the Heir, the Crown of Slaughter, Aemulus, Sargassa, and Aaravi… I’ll make my own recap post soon then.*
*If it truly gets revived, yes. We will see.
Fun fact: many of these Wills are actually Gods in my D&D homebrew world. A couple are different from their D&D versions but yeah.*
"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
*anyone want to go off this?*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*what is Seret doing right now?*
Seret is sitting under a tree rolling dice. He keeps getting high rolls.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Soon, it starts to rain across the vast grasslands near the equator of the earth. The warm breeze moves clouds along the sky, blocking out the sun. The monsoon rains are coming. And in the distance, Seret can just vaguely make out the figure of the monsoon goddess herself- the ascendant cascade, Aaravi, dancing upon an encroaching flood. Her steps are Thunder, her laughs of delight are the crackling lightning, and she is the rains. A tall, dark skinned woman with long, flowing black hair, many miles away at this point, with many gold jewels and necklaces, and a dress that is made of the flowing, rushing, foaming water of the flood.
Around Seret his luck is preventing him from getting wet, but he notices and comes out from under the tree.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*hello*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*I can rp, I guess.*
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"Another Newborn. Seems things might get more lively around here." a figure says walking over to Seret, looking like a child with silver hair, purple eyes, and purple lightning horns wearing a long white mantle-like robe that billows in the wind.
"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
“Hello.”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*henlo!*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Averstrike watches Seret from the distance, a sneer on his face.
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
He is still rolling dice.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.