"Get. Back. In. Your. Room." He snarls, baring perfect teeth. "No moon, never."
"My ship... my room is on my ship... Why aren't there any stars? ...I'm lost..."
Mezzoni stalks forward, assistants seeming to form from the shadows. "In your room now."
The beast suddenly focuses its gaze. It draws a harpoon cannon and a giant flensing knife. Ritual scars on its body and armor begin to glow red. "...you know you can't fight me, Doctor. You may be perfect, but you are only one being. Leave me to my suffering."
Mezzoni backs up a step, scared it seems. He hisses and turns away, leaving the beast be. The assistants still stand, watching it.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"They dont like you." he whispers. "They say i should do some bad things. But no sir, no i will not." he says with a smile of insanity
Mezzoni smiles "Thank you. I would much agree that I do not like bad things happening to me." He says
"But then again. You said I could leave go home...but that was 134 days 5 hours and 32 seconds ago..."
"I'm sorry. I can't let you go.." He said sincerely.
"but you lied to me." he says gently poking their chest. "liar liar pants on fire." he mumbles
"I know and I am sorry, but they don't want you out there, in the world. It's not safe for you." He says and stands up "I will send someone to check on you later."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
(hysterical childrens laughter echoes through the hall with the MTF's)
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~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die)Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
"They dont like you." he whispers. "They say i should do some bad things. But no sir, no i will not." he says with a smile of insanity
Mezzoni smiles "Thank you. I would much agree that I do not like bad things happening to me." He says
"But then again. You said I could leave go home...but that was 134 days 5 hours and 32 seconds ago..."
"I'm sorry. I can't let you go.." He said sincerely.
"but you lied to me." he says gently poking their chest. "liar liar pants on fire." he mumbles
"I know and I am sorry, but they don't want you out there, in the world. It's not safe for you." He says and stands up "I will send someone to check on you later."
He stands up, breathing heavily. "Liar. Maybe i should listen to them..."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
One MTF has a handheld video recorder and is walking through the halls filming.
A young man is sitting in the courtyard talking to himself and shaking his head
The MTF walks over and kneels next to him.
"Hey there, can I get your name?"
Nicholas looks at them and shrieks in fear.
"Woah.. hey, it's all good." He slides off his helmet, mask, and goggles to try and appear more comforting, and less intimidating. He pulls a pack of cards out of a pocket on his vest. "Wanna see something?"
One MTF has a handheld video recorder and is walking through the halls filming.
A young man is sitting in the courtyard talking to himself and shaking his head
The MTF walks over and kneels next to him.
"Hey there, can I get your name?"
Nicholas looks at them and shrieks in fear.
"Woah.. hey, it's all good." He slides off his helmet, mask, and goggles to try and appear more comforting, and less intimidating. He pulls a pack of cards out of a pocket on his vest. "Wanna see something?"
He scoots backward, holding his hands over his ears
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Get. Back. In. Your. Room." He snarls, baring perfect teeth. "No moon, never."
"My ship... my room is on my ship... Why aren't there any stars? ...I'm lost..."
Mezzoni stalks forward, assistants seeming to form from the shadows. "In your room now."
The beast suddenly focuses its gaze. It draws a harpoon cannon and a giant flensing knife. Ritual scars on its body and armor begin to glow red. "...you know you can't fight me, Doctor. You may be perfect, but you are only one being. Leave me to my suffering."
Mezzoni backs up a step, scared it seems. He hisses and turns away, leaving the beast be. The assistants still stand, watching it.
The monster seems tired as the scars lose their glow. He turns to leave, holstering its oversized weapons before addressing the assistants. "Do not test me. My blood is nothing you can drink." He suddenly notices that Mezzoni didn't lock the door to the upstairs. He begins walking toward it, ignoring the fanged mannequin-like figures.
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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.
(Luni gets an angry face, then tries a different approach. appearing to only the man on the floor of the courtyard *the patient* and he sees the most terrifying face he has ever seen)
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~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die)Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
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Mezzoni backs up a step, scared it seems. He hisses and turns away, leaving the beast be. The assistants still stand, watching it.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
A young man is sitting in the courtyard talking to himself and shaking his head
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He turns to face it, tracing its movement.
It's the truth this time. Mezzoni makes a mental note to figure out a way to severe angel wings.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The MTF walks over and kneels next to him.
"Hey there, can I get your name?"
"I know and I am sorry, but they don't want you out there, in the world. It's not safe for you." He says and stands up "I will send someone to check on you later."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Raphael, in halfling form, does not have wings. Raphael inspects what I can only guess to be an okay cell
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Gotta go guys :D. Love y'all.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Nicholas looks at them and shrieks in fear.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(hysterical childrens laughter echoes through the hall with the MTF's)
~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether
R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die) Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
He stands up, breathing heavily. "Liar. Maybe i should listen to them..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The man calmly continues to document.
"Woah.. hey, it's all good." He slides off his helmet, mask, and goggles to try and appear more comforting, and less intimidating. He pulls a pack of cards out of a pocket on his vest. "Wanna see something?"
He scoots backward, holding his hands over his ears
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The monster seems tired as the scars lose their glow. He turns to leave, holstering its oversized weapons before addressing the assistants. "Do not test me. My blood is nothing you can drink." He suddenly notices that Mezzoni didn't lock the door to the upstairs. He begins walking toward it, ignoring the fanged mannequin-like figures.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The man takes out the cards and flips them from hand to hand, giving off a calming effect. *not like, magical or anything, just relaxing to focus on.*
"Hey, it's okay." He says softly
"They say i should listen..." he murmurs, watching the cards
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Oh really? Well, tell me about them. I'd love to hear."
*Bye Wendi!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(Luni gets an angry face, then tries a different approach. appearing to only the man on the floor of the courtyard *the patient* and he sees the most terrifying face he has ever seen)
~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether
R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die) Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl