Normiah is resting, reading some books and journaling in his own.
Damian has seemingly stopped being depressed. He is juggling empty bottles, his friend Sanviento leaving in the background, flying back into the sky.
He looks up, chuckles, and then continues writing. *I was thinking in his room but we'll say on the deck*
*Ah, apologize, failure on my part.* "What are ya doing Norm?"
He doesn't look up. "Writing in this journal. Found a blank one my first day here and I've been using it since."
"Oh I didn't know you kept a diary. Does it say anythin' about your good friend Damian?" He says catching the bottles.
He ignores the diary comment. "You've been on the ship for not a long time, so not much. But yes, you have."
"Anything good or is it just angry rants?" He says doing a handstand, kicking his feet in the air.
"If you had arrived earlier on, you probably would have gotten a lot more complaints. But I'm calmer now. I've faced way worse problems then a rebellious member of the crew. I've hunted down a kraken for the majority of my life, and I never once gave up. Heck, you remind me of myself in my younger years, just a tiny bit."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Normiah is resting, reading some books and journaling in his own.
Damian has seemingly stopped being depressed. He is juggling empty bottles, his friend Sanviento leaving in the background, flying back into the sky.
He looks up, chuckles, and then continues writing. *I was thinking in his room but we'll say on the deck*
*Ah, apologize, failure on my part.* "What are ya doing Norm?"
He doesn't look up. "Writing in this journal. Found a blank one my first day here and I've been using it since."
"Oh I didn't know you kept a diary. Does it say anythin' about your good friend Damian?" He says catching the bottles.
He ignores the diary comment. "You've been on the ship for not a long time, so not much. But yes, you have."
"Anything good or is it just angry rants?" He says doing a handstand, kicking his feet in the air.
"If you had arrived earlier on, you probably would have gotten a lot more complaints. But I'm calmer now. I've faced way worse problems then a rebellious member of the crew. I've hunted down a kraken for the majority of my life, and I never once gave up. Heck, you remind me of myself in my younger years, just a tiny bit."
"I'm not some rebellious teen you know? I have more to my life then not following what others say or do. My life isn't just trying to have fun, I'm more complex than that." He gets back on his feet and pulls out a stack of cards "I am a very unique and interest guy once you look into me. Now I'm going to make an omelet, do you want one?"
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Normiah is resting, reading some books and journaling in his own.
Damian has seemingly stopped being depressed. He is juggling empty bottles, his friend Sanviento leaving in the background, flying back into the sky.
He looks up, chuckles, and then continues writing. *I was thinking in his room but we'll say on the deck*
*Ah, apologize, failure on my part.* "What are ya doing Norm?"
He doesn't look up. "Writing in this journal. Found a blank one my first day here and I've been using it since."
"Oh I didn't know you kept a diary. Does it say anythin' about your good friend Damian?" He says catching the bottles.
He ignores the diary comment. "You've been on the ship for not a long time, so not much. But yes, you have."
"Anything good or is it just angry rants?" He says doing a handstand, kicking his feet in the air.
"If you had arrived earlier on, you probably would have gotten a lot more complaints. But I'm calmer now. I've faced way worse problems then a rebellious member of the crew. I've hunted down a kraken for the majority of my life, and I never once gave up. Heck, you remind me of myself in my younger years, just a tiny bit."
"I'm not some rebellious teen you know? I have more to my life then not following what others say or do. My life isn't just trying to have fun, I'm more complex than that." He gets back on his feet and pulls out a stack of cards "I am a very unique and interest guy once you look into me. Now I'm going to make an omelet, do you want one?"
"Well, I never had much time to learn of psychology. I'm certainly not a psychiatrist or anything of the sort." He says in a joking tone. "And sure, I'm hungry."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Normiah is resting, reading some books and journaling in his own.
Damian has seemingly stopped being depressed. He is juggling empty bottles, his friend Sanviento leaving in the background, flying back into the sky.
He looks up, chuckles, and then continues writing. *I was thinking in his room but we'll say on the deck*
*Ah, apologize, failure on my part.* "What are ya doing Norm?"
He doesn't look up. "Writing in this journal. Found a blank one my first day here and I've been using it since."
"Oh I didn't know you kept a diary. Does it say anythin' about your good friend Damian?" He says catching the bottles.
He ignores the diary comment. "You've been on the ship for not a long time, so not much. But yes, you have."
"Anything good or is it just angry rants?" He says doing a handstand, kicking his feet in the air.
"If you had arrived earlier on, you probably would have gotten a lot more complaints. But I'm calmer now. I've faced way worse problems then a rebellious member of the crew. I've hunted down a kraken for the majority of my life, and I never once gave up. Heck, you remind me of myself in my younger years, just a tiny bit."
"I'm not some rebellious teen you know? I have more to my life then not following what others say or do. My life isn't just trying to have fun, I'm more complex than that." He gets back on his feet and pulls out a stack of cards "I am a very unique and interest guy once you look into me. Now I'm going to make an omelet, do you want one?"
"Well, I never had much time to learn of psychology. I'm certainly not a psychiatrist or anything of the sort." He says in a joking tone. "And sure, I'm hungry."
"Sure thing, ask Angler if he wants one too." He walks below deck and begins cooking.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Normiah is resting, reading some books and journaling in his own.
Damian has seemingly stopped being depressed. He is juggling empty bottles, his friend Sanviento leaving in the background, flying back into the sky.
He looks up, chuckles, and then continues writing. *I was thinking in his room but we'll say on the deck*
*Ah, apologize, failure on my part.* "What are ya doing Norm?"
He doesn't look up. "Writing in this journal. Found a blank one my first day here and I've been using it since."
"Oh I didn't know you kept a diary. Does it say anythin' about your good friend Damian?" He says catching the bottles.
He ignores the diary comment. "You've been on the ship for not a long time, so not much. But yes, you have."
"Anything good or is it just angry rants?" He says doing a handstand, kicking his feet in the air.
"If you had arrived earlier on, you probably would have gotten a lot more complaints. But I'm calmer now. I've faced way worse problems then a rebellious member of the crew. I've hunted down a kraken for the majority of my life, and I never once gave up. Heck, you remind me of myself in my younger years, just a tiny bit."
"I'm not some rebellious teen you know? I have more to my life then not following what others say or do. My life isn't just trying to have fun, I'm more complex than that." He gets back on his feet and pulls out a stack of cards "I am a very unique and interest guy once you look into me. Now I'm going to make an omelet, do you want one?"
"Well, I never had much time to learn of psychology. I'm certainly not a psychiatrist or anything of the sort." He says in a joking tone. "And sure, I'm hungry."
"Sure thing, ask Angler if he wants one too." He walks below deck and begins cooking.
"I think he's fishing right now. If you want to get him, you can't miss the bright hypnotic light."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Normiah is resting, reading some books and journaling in his own.
Damian has seemingly stopped being depressed. He is juggling empty bottles, his friend Sanviento leaving in the background, flying back into the sky.
He looks up, chuckles, and then continues writing. *I was thinking in his room but we'll say on the deck*
*Ah, apologize, failure on my part.* "What are ya doing Norm?"
He doesn't look up. "Writing in this journal. Found a blank one my first day here and I've been using it since."
"Oh I didn't know you kept a diary. Does it say anythin' about your good friend Damian?" He says catching the bottles.
He ignores the diary comment. "You've been on the ship for not a long time, so not much. But yes, you have."
"Anything good or is it just angry rants?" He says doing a handstand, kicking his feet in the air.
"If you had arrived earlier on, you probably would have gotten a lot more complaints. But I'm calmer now. I've faced way worse problems then a rebellious member of the crew. I've hunted down a kraken for the majority of my life, and I never once gave up. Heck, you remind me of myself in my younger years, just a tiny bit."
"I'm not some rebellious teen you know? I have more to my life then not following what others say or do. My life isn't just trying to have fun, I'm more complex than that." He gets back on his feet and pulls out a stack of cards "I am a very unique and interest guy once you look into me. Now I'm going to make an omelet, do you want one?"
"Well, I never had much time to learn of psychology. I'm certainly not a psychiatrist or anything of the sort." He says in a joking tone. "And sure, I'm hungry."
"Sure thing, ask Angler if he wants one too." He walks below deck and begins cooking.
"I think he's fishing right now. If you want to get him, you can't miss the bright hypnotic light."
“Just throw a harpoon with a note or something down there. I’m busy doing something important.”
Normiah is resting, reading some books and journaling in his own.
Damian has seemingly stopped being depressed. He is juggling empty bottles, his friend Sanviento leaving in the background, flying back into the sky.
He looks up, chuckles, and then continues writing. *I was thinking in his room but we'll say on the deck*
*Ah, apologize, failure on my part.* "What are ya doing Norm?"
He doesn't look up. "Writing in this journal. Found a blank one my first day here and I've been using it since."
"Oh I didn't know you kept a diary. Does it say anythin' about your good friend Damian?" He says catching the bottles.
He ignores the diary comment. "You've been on the ship for not a long time, so not much. But yes, you have."
"Anything good or is it just angry rants?" He says doing a handstand, kicking his feet in the air.
"If you had arrived earlier on, you probably would have gotten a lot more complaints. But I'm calmer now. I've faced way worse problems then a rebellious member of the crew. I've hunted down a kraken for the majority of my life, and I never once gave up. Heck, you remind me of myself in my younger years, just a tiny bit."
"I'm not some rebellious teen you know? I have more to my life then not following what others say or do. My life isn't just trying to have fun, I'm more complex than that." He gets back on his feet and pulls out a stack of cards "I am a very unique and interest guy once you look into me. Now I'm going to make an omelet, do you want one?"
"Well, I never had much time to learn of psychology. I'm certainly not a psychiatrist or anything of the sort." He says in a joking tone. "And sure, I'm hungry."
"Sure thing, ask Angler if he wants one too." He walks below deck and begins cooking.
"I think he's fishing right now. If you want to get him, you can't miss the bright hypnotic light."
“Just throw a harpoon with a note or something down there. I’m busy doing something important.”
"Right. Just after I finish this entry, I'll get to that."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
The Pelican listens to you tell your tale, his head cocked to the side to fix you in the depths of his wrinkle rimmed eyes.
"That's a tale well told." He croaks when you finish. "I believe I must repay you with one of my own."
"I've witnessed many tales on the seas. I've tasted the tear salt sorrows of drowned sailors, freshly scooped from the waves. Untold histories lie ruined in the depths of the ocean. The sea is hungry for stories and it hoards them jealously." He stops and is quiet for a moment, gathering his thoughts.
"My story is of Lorelei, the Cliffsinger. She was married to a sailor man who spent many long months out on the watery expanse. Their love was a strong one, their long periods apart from each other made the time they had together all the more sweeter. "
"Every time they had to part, a terrible fear that this would be the last time she would see her love would come over her. It plagued her every thought and she poured out her sorrow through her singing as she went about her work. Such bitter fears drew the attention of a dark being. A brine witch cloaked herself in pearls and seafoam, disguising herself as a beautiful merqueen. She came to Lorelei and offered her a deal: Lorelei would stand on the cliffs above the sea every day and sing her songs of love for the brine witches pleasure and in return she would bless her husband, keeping him safe from the sea's treachery. Lorelei rejoiced upon hearing the bargain and accepted immediately."
"So she began to throw her voice and love out from the tops of the sea cliffs. The brine witch lurked in the treacherous waves below and used her magics to enchant Lorelei's voice, turning her into an unsuspecting siren. As other sailors passed by the cliffs they would hear the lover's song and it brought to their minds the longings for their own loves back home. Their bewitched hearts would be hooked and drawn in closer to the cliffs where they would be dashed to pieces against the stones hidden beneath the waves."
"All the drowned souls of Lorelei's victims began washing into the kingdom of a Mergod. This angered the Mergod who swam to the cliffs to see who could be killing so many men. When he found Lorelei singing on the cliff, he turned her into a hideous sea monster, a horrific mixture of bird, fish, and woman, so that her appearance would match her unknown actions."
He bobs his bill, "And thus the tragedy of Lorelei ends, or at least my telling of it."
*That is a fantastic tale! Give me some time to get cleaned up from work and I will write a reply.*
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I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
*Ah, apologize, failure on my part.* "What are ya doing Norm?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
He doesn't look up. "Writing in this journal. Found a blank one my first day here and I've been using it since."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
"Oh I didn't know you kept a diary. Does it say anythin' about your good friend Damian?" He says catching the bottles.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
He ignores the diary comment. "You've been on the ship for not a long time, so not much. But yes, you have."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
"Anything good or is it just angry rants?" He says doing a handstand, kicking his feet in the air.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"If you had arrived earlier on, you probably would have gotten a lot more complaints. But I'm calmer now. I've faced way worse problems then a rebellious member of the crew. I've hunted down a kraken for the majority of my life, and I never once gave up. Heck, you remind me of myself in my younger years, just a tiny bit."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
"I'm not some rebellious teen you know? I have more to my life then not following what others say or do. My life isn't just trying to have fun, I'm more complex than that." He gets back on his feet and pulls out a stack of cards "I am a very unique and interest guy once you look into me. Now I'm going to make an omelet, do you want one?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"Well, I never had much time to learn of psychology. I'm certainly not a psychiatrist or anything of the sort." He says in a joking tone. "And sure, I'm hungry."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
"Sure thing, ask Angler if he wants one too." He walks below deck and begins cooking.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"I think he's fishing right now. If you want to get him, you can't miss the bright hypnotic light."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
“Just throw a harpoon with a note or something down there. I’m busy doing something important.”
"Right. Just after I finish this entry, I'll get to that."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*That is a fantastic tale! Give me some time to get cleaned up from work and I will write a reply.*
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
“Take your time, just ask Angler what he wants on his omelet, as well as yours.”
*Boinknius.*
*Boink*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Normiah goes to ask Angler what he wants for his omelet.
*The omelette arc goes crazy, can't let it die here*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
Meanwhile Damian cries while making omelette. *Imagine it does here, that would suck.*
Normiah walks into the kitchen. "He wants one. He said he'll put his own toppings on."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
He sees a broken man cracking eggs, Damian wipes away the tears quickly and nods