The oni responds with an equally creepy grin, revealing razor sharp teeth.
Guppy yelps, hiding running behind Luci and peeking their head above their shoulder slightly; "Scary"
Auguste (a tall, thin man in an ugly, pale rubber mask and a classic chef's uniform) walks over, carrying a plate of various appetizers, ranging from sushi to pigs in a blanket. Where he got the ingredients for any of these is in question, but he's offering it to Guppy. "Now, now, we must treat our guests with respect and kindness."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The oni responds with an equally creepy grin, revealing razor sharp teeth.
Guppy yelps, hiding running behind Luci and peeking their head above their shoulder slightly; "Scary"
Auguste (a tall, thin man in an ugly, pale rubber mask and a classic chef's uniform) walks over, carrying a plate of various appetizers, ranging from sushi to pigs in a blanket. Where he got the ingredients for any of these is in question, but he's offering it to Guppy. "Now, now, we must treat our guests with respect and kindness."
Guppy looks over at the plate, first with curiosity then with a rather extreme hunger. They tenderly grab one of them, they throw it into their mouth. At first they are rather confused with the palette but soon after let out a happy chirp; "Yum."
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The oni responds with an equally creepy grin, revealing razor sharp teeth.
Guppy yelps, hiding running behind Luci and peeking their head above their shoulder slightly; "Scary"
Auguste (a tall, thin man in an ugly, pale rubber mask and a classic chef's uniform) walks over, carrying a plate of various appetizers, ranging from sushi to pigs in a blanket. Where he got the ingredients for any of these is in question, but he's offering it to Guppy. "Now, now, we must treat our guests with respect and kindness."
Guppy looks over at the plate, first with curiosity then with a rather extreme hunger. They tenderly grab one of them, they throw it into their mouth. At first they are rather confused with the palette but soon after let out a happy chirp; "Yum."
"Do you have any preferences, sir? In food, drink, quarters?" He smiles in a way that would be pleasant if it weren't for his hideous mask.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The oni responds with an equally creepy grin, revealing razor sharp teeth.
Guppy yelps, hiding running behind Luci and peeking their head above their shoulder slightly; "Scary"
Auguste (a tall, thin man in an ugly, pale rubber mask and a classic chef's uniform) walks over, carrying a plate of various appetizers, ranging from sushi to pigs in a blanket. Where he got the ingredients for any of these is in question, but he's offering it to Guppy. "Now, now, we must treat our guests with respect and kindness."
Guppy looks over at the plate, first with curiosity then with a rather extreme hunger. They tenderly grab one of them, they throw it into their mouth. At first they are rather confused with the palette but soon after let out a happy chirp; "Yum."
"Do you have any preferences, sir? In food, drink, quarters?" He smiles in a way that would be pleasant if it weren't for his hideous mask.
Guppy tilts their head, They heard food so they just said; "Fish."
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Flynn decides to get up from his chair at the poker table and stretch his legs. Once he is on the top deck he decides to climb up to the crow's nest to get some air.
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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
*I feel like I wanna do something about Luci's story.*
While she sits out on deck, the smell of whiskey suddenly passes by. Her nose instantly picks it up and she looks up, her movements suddenly more rigid and terse. She stands up, clutching Bun to her chest and looking around in all directions.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Flynn decides to get up from his chair at the poker table and stretch his legs. Once he is on the top deck he decides to climb up to the crow's nest to get some air.
*Why not see just how angry Captain Beves is about failing the raid?*
*You can choose to react to this or not*
You see just something horrid, ships destroyed and sinking. Some with giant holes in the Hull and the masts shattered and fallen, the smell of death and blood fills your nostrils. Large flags symbolling the flag of the empire on them, bloodstained. People are seen hung from some masts and floating in the water, which is coated red with blood.
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Back Once more. Stand Proud Brothers, Till the Sky May Fall and Until the Sun Darks out. Let us ring the Drums of Liberation!
*I feel like I wanna do something about Luci's story.*
While she sits out on deck, the smell of whiskey suddenly passes by. Her nose instantly picks it up and she looks up, her movements suddenly more rigid and terse. She stands up, clutching Bun to her chest and looking around in all directions.
Under the decks, in the kitchen, an unmasked cambion suddenly senses something. He looks up from the large fish he was chopping, the light revealing his dagger-toothed maw hanging open. He's been attuning to the ship, and he can feel Luci's heartbeat speed up. She can feel the vibrations in the ship as he grabs his mask off the bloody counter and jams it on, his footsteps heavy as he inhales the distress.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Flynn decides to get up from his chair at the poker table and stretch his legs. Once he is on the top deck he decides to climb up to the crow's nest to get some air.
*Why not see just how angry Captain Beves is about failing the raid?*
*You can choose to react to this or not*
You see just something horrid, ships destroyed and sinking. Some with giant holes in the Hull and the masts shattered and fallen, the smell of death and blood fills your nostrils. Large flags symbolling the flag of the empire on them, bloodstained. People are seen hung from some masts and floating in the water, which is coated red with blood.
*I will react to this. Is Flynn seeing this in his head or out on the sea?*
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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
Flynn decides to get up from his chair at the poker table and stretch his legs. Once he is on the top deck he decides to climb up to the crow's nest to get some air.
*Why not see just how angry Captain Beves is about failing the raid?*
*You can choose to react to this or not*
You see just something horrid, ships destroyed and sinking. Some with giant holes in the Hull and the masts shattered and fallen, the smell of death and blood fills your nostrils. Large flags symbolling the flag of the empire on them, bloodstained. People are seen hung from some masts and floating in the water, which is coated red with blood.
*I will react to this. Is Flynn seeing this in his head or out on the sea?*
Out on the sea*
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Back Once more. Stand Proud Brothers, Till the Sky May Fall and Until the Sun Darks out. Let us ring the Drums of Liberation!
*I feel like I wanna do something about Luci's story.*
While she sits out on deck, the smell of whiskey suddenly passes by. Her nose instantly picks it up and she looks up, her movements suddenly more rigid and terse. She stands up, clutching Bun to her chest and looking around in all directions.
Under the decks, in the kitchen, an unmasked cambion suddenly senses something. He looks up from the large fish he was chopping, the light revealing his dagger-toothed maw hanging open. He's been attuning to the ship, and he can feel Luci's heartbeat speed up. She can feel the vibrations in the ship as he grabs his mask off the bloody counter and jams it on, his footsteps heavy as he inhales the distress.
She curls herself into a ball, hyperventilating. The vibrations along with memories bubbling up makes her anxious, like the air has left her lungs. In fact, it has. She begins to choke without a reason as to why it is happening.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*I feel like I wanna do something about Luci's story.*
While she sits out on deck, the smell of whiskey suddenly passes by. Her nose instantly picks it up and she looks up, her movements suddenly more rigid and terse. She stands up, clutching Bun to her chest and looking around in all directions.
*FYI, Flynn does not drink whiskey, he prefers rum.*
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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
*I feel like I wanna do something about Luci's story.*
While she sits out on deck, the smell of whiskey suddenly passes by. Her nose instantly picks it up and she looks up, her movements suddenly more rigid and terse. She stands up, clutching Bun to her chest and looking around in all directions.
*FYI, Flynn does not drink whiskey, he prefers rum.*
*The smell relates to a traumatic memory she has. It has nothing to do with people actually drinking.*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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Auguste (a tall, thin man in an ugly, pale rubber mask and a classic chef's uniform) walks over, carrying a plate of various appetizers, ranging from sushi to pigs in a blanket. Where he got the ingredients for any of these is in question, but he's offering it to Guppy. "Now, now, we must treat our guests with respect and kindness."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Guppy looks over at the plate, first with curiosity then with a rather extreme hunger. They tenderly grab one of them, they throw it into their mouth. At first they are rather confused with the palette but soon after let out a happy chirp; "Yum."
Back Once more. Stand Proud Brothers, Till the Sky May Fall and Until the Sun Darks out. Let us ring the Drums of Liberation!
O' Great One, I pledge my Blade to you.
"Do you have any preferences, sir? In food, drink, quarters?" He smiles in a way that would be pleasant if it weren't for his hideous mask.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Guppy tilts their head, They heard food so they just said; "Fish."
Back Once more. Stand Proud Brothers, Till the Sky May Fall and Until the Sun Darks out. Let us ring the Drums of Liberation!
O' Great One, I pledge my Blade to you.
"So it shall be." He covers the platter, then uncovers it, revealing several fish-based dishes, some raw, some cooked.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He lets out a Happy yell.
Back Once more. Stand Proud Brothers, Till the Sky May Fall and Until the Sun Darks out. Let us ring the Drums of Liberation!
O' Great One, I pledge my Blade to you.
Flynn decides to get up from his chair at the poker table and stretch his legs. Once he is on the top deck he decides to climb up to the crow's nest to get some air.
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
*I feel like I wanna do something about Luci's story.*
While she sits out on deck, the smell of whiskey suddenly passes by. Her nose instantly picks it up and she looks up, her movements suddenly more rigid and terse. She stands up, clutching Bun to her chest and looking around in all directions.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Thervan is still hanging around the poker table. He passed out in the middle of the game from tiredness.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*imma intro a new character in a bit. Nothic is it ok if I have a creature with the stats of another creature?
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*Why not see just how angry Captain Beves is about failing the raid?*
*You can choose to react to this or not*
You see just something horrid, ships destroyed and sinking. Some with giant holes in the Hull and the masts shattered and fallen, the smell of death and blood fills your nostrils. Large flags symbolling the flag of the empire on them, bloodstained. People are seen hung from some masts and floating in the water, which is coated red with blood.
Back Once more. Stand Proud Brothers, Till the Sky May Fall and Until the Sun Darks out. Let us ring the Drums of Liberation!
O' Great One, I pledge my Blade to you.
*Sure thing, what are you thinking?*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
Nothing complicated. Silver dragon wyrmling with the stats of a Young Silver dragon.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
Under the decks, in the kitchen, an unmasked cambion suddenly senses something. He looks up from the large fish he was chopping, the light revealing his dagger-toothed maw hanging open. He's been attuning to the ship, and he can feel Luci's heartbeat speed up. She can feel the vibrations in the ship as he grabs his mask off the bloody counter and jams it on, his footsteps heavy as he inhales the distress.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*cool*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*I will react to this. Is Flynn seeing this in his head or out on the sea?*
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
Out on the sea*
Back Once more. Stand Proud Brothers, Till the Sky May Fall and Until the Sun Darks out. Let us ring the Drums of Liberation!
O' Great One, I pledge my Blade to you.
She curls herself into a ball, hyperventilating. The vibrations along with memories bubbling up makes her anxious, like the air has left her lungs. In fact, it has. She begins to choke without a reason as to why it is happening.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*FYI, Flynn does not drink whiskey, he prefers rum.*
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
*The smell relates to a traumatic memory she has. It has nothing to do with people actually drinking.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]