Rotgut struts through the crowded tables, slapping down disgusting plates of gruel in front of each prisoner. Everything about him seems barely contained. His bushy beard is barely held in by a hair net, his stomach bulges out over his apron cord, and his arms are long and filled with muscles. A large nose juts out of a puffy face and a chefs hat flops about on his head. Probably oddest of all are the two silver bells he wears as earrings that jingle with every movement he makes.
“Here comes Rotgut. Don’t wanna get on his bad side.” Evan ducks under the table. “Tell you about the monster later!”
"Wait, why are you ducking?"
You feel something hot and wet splat onto your head and slide down your back. A glop of the gruel was carelessly slung and missed the bowl in front of you. A roaring laugh explodes behind you, "Sorry about that!"
Remembering the 'dont get on his bad side' bit, Steve calmly turns around. "It's ok." He wipes off the gruel the best he can.
After Rotgut passes all the plates around, he sits down across from you with his own bowl. He doesn't touch it though and instead studies you as you eat. "Ya new here?"
Rotgut struts through the crowded tables, slapping down disgusting plates of gruel in front of each prisoner. Everything about him seems barely contained. His bushy beard is barely held in by a hair net, his stomach bulges out over his apron cord, and his arms are long and filled with muscles. A large nose juts out of a puffy face and a chefs hat flops about on his head. Probably oddest of all are the two silver bells he wears as earrings that jingle with every movement he makes.
“Here comes Rotgut. Don’t wanna get on his bad side.” Evan ducks under the table. “Tell you about the monster later!”
"Wait, why are you ducking?"
You feel something hot and wet splat onto your head and slide down your back. A glop of the gruel was carelessly slung and missed the bowl in front of you. A roaring laugh explodes behind you, "Sorry about that!"
Remembering the 'dont get on his bad side' bit, Steve calmly turns around. "It's ok." He wipes off the gruel the best he can.
After Rotgut passes all the plates around, he sits down across from you with his own bowl. He doesn't touch it though and instead studies you as you eat. "Ya new here?"
"Uh, yes."
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Rotgut struts through the crowded tables, slapping down disgusting plates of gruel in front of each prisoner. Everything about him seems barely contained. His bushy beard is barely held in by a hair net, his stomach bulges out over his apron cord, and his arms are long and filled with muscles. A large nose juts out of a puffy face and a chefs hat flops about on his head. Probably oddest of all are the two silver bells he wears as earrings that jingle with every movement he makes.
“Here comes Rotgut. Don’t wanna get on his bad side.” Evan ducks under the table. “Tell you about the monster later!”
"Wait, why are you ducking?"
You feel something hot and wet splat onto your head and slide down your back. A glop of the gruel was carelessly slung and missed the bowl in front of you. A roaring laugh explodes behind you, "Sorry about that!"
Remembering the 'dont get on his bad side' bit, Steve calmly turns around. "It's ok." He wipes off the gruel the best he can.
After Rotgut passes all the plates around, he sits down across from you with his own bowl. He doesn't touch it though and instead studies you as you eat. "Ya new here?"
"Uh, yes."
He sneers, "Thought ya looked wet behind the ears." He breaks out in another roaring laugh that shakes the table. "What'd you do to get locked up here with the rest of us scumbags?"
Evan continues to crouch under the table, and crawls slowly out from it.
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Rotgut struts through the crowded tables, slapping down disgusting plates of gruel in front of each prisoner. Everything about him seems barely contained. His bushy beard is barely held in by a hair net, his stomach bulges out over his apron cord, and his arms are long and filled with muscles. A large nose juts out of a puffy face and a chefs hat flops about on his head. Probably oddest of all are the two silver bells he wears as earrings that jingle with every movement he makes.
“Here comes Rotgut. Don’t wanna get on his bad side.” Evan ducks under the table. “Tell you about the monster later!”
"Wait, why are you ducking?"
You feel something hot and wet splat onto your head and slide down your back. A glop of the gruel was carelessly slung and missed the bowl in front of you. A roaring laugh explodes behind you, "Sorry about that!"
Remembering the 'dont get on his bad side' bit, Steve calmly turns around. "It's ok." He wipes off the gruel the best he can.
After Rotgut passes all the plates around, he sits down across from you with his own bowl. He doesn't touch it though and instead studies you as you eat. "Ya new here?"
"Uh, yes."
He sneers, "Thought ya looked wet behind the ears." He breaks out in another roaring laugh that shakes the table. "What'd you do to get locked up here with the rest of us scumbags?"
"Long story, and quite frankly one you most likely won't believe."
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"Long story, and quite frankly one you most likely won't believe."
His lips part in a smile to reveal several golden teeth, "Yer probably right. I barely believe anything you lot say. I'd like to hear yer story anyway."
"Long story, and quite frankly one you most likely won't believe."
His lips part in a smile to reveal several golden teeth, "Yer probably right. I barely believe anything you lot say. I'd like to hear yer story anyway."
"Well--and I know this sounds far-fetched-- but my evil twin brother framed me. I'm not the one who actually did the crime."
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"Long story, and quite frankly one you most likely won't believe."
His lips part in a smile to reveal several golden teeth, "Yer probably right. I barely believe anything you lot say. I'd like to hear yer story anyway."
"Well--and I know this sounds far-fetched-- but my evil twin brother framed me. I'm not the one who actually did the crime."
"An evil twin brother? That is the weakest excuse I've ever heard."
"Long story, and quite frankly one you most likely won't believe."
His lips part in a smile to reveal several golden teeth, "Yer probably right. I barely believe anything you lot say. I'd like to hear yer story anyway."
"Well--and I know this sounds far-fetched-- but my evil twin brother framed me. I'm not the one who actually did the crime."
"An evil twin brother? That is the weakest excuse I've ever heard."
"See? Nobody believes me."
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"Long story, and quite frankly one you most likely won't believe."
His lips part in a smile to reveal several golden teeth, "Yer probably right. I barely believe anything you lot say. I'd like to hear yer story anyway."
"Well--and I know this sounds far-fetched-- but my evil twin brother framed me. I'm not the one who actually did the crime."
"An evil twin brother? That is the weakest excuse I've ever heard."
"See? Nobody believes me."
"Why should we? Yer surrounded by liars and crooks, ya think we're naturally trusting?" He spits in disgust on the cold cement floor, causing his belled ears to jingle.
"Long story, and quite frankly one you most likely won't believe."
His lips part in a smile to reveal several golden teeth, "Yer probably right. I barely believe anything you lot say. I'd like to hear yer story anyway."
"Well--and I know this sounds far-fetched-- but my evil twin brother framed me. I'm not the one who actually did the crime."
"An evil twin brother? That is the weakest excuse I've ever heard."
"See? Nobody believes me."
"Why should we? Yer surrounded by liars and crooks, ya think we're naturally trusting?" He spits in disgust on the cold cement floor, causing his belled ears to jingle.
He sighs.
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Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
"Long story, and quite frankly one you most likely won't believe."
His lips part in a smile to reveal several golden teeth, "Yer probably right. I barely believe anything you lot say. I'd like to hear yer story anyway."
"Well--and I know this sounds far-fetched-- but my evil twin brother framed me. I'm not the one who actually did the crime."
"An evil twin brother? That is the weakest excuse I've ever heard."
"See? Nobody believes me."
"Why should we? Yer surrounded by liars and crooks, ya think we're naturally trusting?" He spits in disgust on the cold cement floor, causing his belled ears to jingle.
He sighs.
"So," he says again, "What did you do to get here?"
"Long story, and quite frankly one you most likely won't believe."
His lips part in a smile to reveal several golden teeth, "Yer probably right. I barely believe anything you lot say. I'd like to hear yer story anyway."
"Well--and I know this sounds far-fetched-- but my evil twin brother framed me. I'm not the one who actually did the crime."
"An evil twin brother? That is the weakest excuse I've ever heard."
"See? Nobody believes me."
"Why should we? Yer surrounded by liars and crooks, ya think we're naturally trusting?" He spits in disgust on the cold cement floor, causing his belled ears to jingle.
He sighs.
"So," he says again, "What did you do to get here?"
"What everyone thinks I did is rob a bank."
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"Bank robber, eh. Selfish brute. I ain't got no respect for robbers. Neither does Manungal."
"Who's Manungal?"
“Ya haven’t seen Manungal yet? Well ya can be certain she has seen you and every sin ya’ve ever committed. She’s the spirit of this prison, I think, and she don’t let nobody escape.”
"Bank robber, eh. Selfish brute. I ain't got no respect for robbers. Neither does Manungal."
"Who's Manungal?"
“Ya haven’t seen Manungal yet? Well ya can be certain she has seen you and every sin ya’ve ever committed. She’s the spirit of this prison, I think, and she don’t let nobody escape.”
"So she can see I'm innocent and tell the warden to let me go?"
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Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
"Bank robber, eh. Selfish brute. I ain't got no respect for robbers. Neither does Manungal."
"Who's Manungal?"
“Ya haven’t seen Manungal yet? Well ya can be certain she has seen you and every sin ya’ve ever committed. She’s the spirit of this prison, I think, and she don’t let nobody escape.”
"So she can see I'm innocent and tell the warden to let me go?"
“If ya truly are innocent, she’ll see that ya didn’t commit the crime.” He looks at you with narrowed eyes. “Whether or not she’ll let ya go is a whole other matter.”
Evan has left the cafeteria and notices her. “Hi.”
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After Rotgut passes all the plates around, he sits down across from you with his own bowl. He doesn't touch it though and instead studies you as you eat. "Ya new here?"
"Uh, yes."
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He sneers, "Thought ya looked wet behind the ears." He breaks out in another roaring laugh that shakes the table. "What'd you do to get locked up here with the rest of us scumbags?"
Evan continues to crouch under the table, and crawls slowly out from it.
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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"Long story, and quite frankly one you most likely won't believe."
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
His lips part in a smile to reveal several golden teeth, "Yer probably right. I barely believe anything you lot say. I'd like to hear yer story anyway."
"Well--and I know this sounds far-fetched-- but my evil twin brother framed me. I'm not the one who actually did the crime."
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
"An evil twin brother? That is the weakest excuse I've ever heard."
"See? Nobody believes me."
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
"Why should we? Yer surrounded by liars and crooks, ya think we're naturally trusting?" He spits in disgust on the cold cement floor, causing his belled ears to jingle.
He sighs.
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
"So," he says again, "What did you do to get here?"
"What everyone thinks I did is rob a bank."
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
"Bank robber, eh. Selfish brute. I ain't got no respect for robbers. Neither does Manungal."
"Who's Manungal?"
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
“Ya haven’t seen Manungal yet? Well ya can be certain she has seen you and every sin ya’ve ever committed. She’s the spirit of this prison, I think, and she don’t let nobody escape.”
"So she can see I'm innocent and tell the warden to let me go?"
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
“If ya truly are innocent, she’ll see that ya didn’t commit the crime.” He looks at you with narrowed eyes. “Whether or not she’ll let ya go is a whole other matter.”
*a young girl is curled up in her cell*
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
Evan has left the cafeteria and notices her. “Hi.”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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