Silver is in the kitchen waiting for now orders to come in. Keeping his hands busy by mincing vegetables and meats to make a steak. He is humming a tune to himself that doesn’t seem to come from the west, tapping his feet to the beat.Occasionally looking out of the kitchen opening to see if someone is in need of help.
*Anyone? Please?*
*How about one more RP. I can handle it.*
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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.
Silver is in the kitchen waiting for now orders to come in. Keeping his hands busy by mincing vegetables and meats to make a steak. He is humming a tune to himself that doesn’t seem to come from the west, tapping his feet to the beat.Occasionally looking out of the kitchen opening to see if someone is in need of help.
*Anyone? Please?*
Karthør walks in from outside, sheathing his daggers as he walks. Behind him, you can see his practice dummy has been sliced to shreds, even the pieces of metal he used to make it. Also, upon closer inspection, you can see that his skin is sweating small droplets of molten lava, but it doesn't seen to affect him. He sits down at the bar and waves over Silver.
"Hey, pardner. One steak and a whiskey please."
"How lucky I was makin a steak. Though I thought you weren't doing alcohol for a while?" Silver says finishing the minced vegetables "Get good practice in?"
"About the practice, yeah. That thang ain't even standin' no more. As for the alcohol, Buttons gave me a neutralizer or whatever ya call it that counteracted the effects of the first drink he gave me. So alcohol is back on the menu!"
"Sounds like hangovers are back on the menu then. Speakin a which you shouldn't drink as much as ya do." He finishes and places the plate in front of him "But I ain't yer pappy or nothin. You make your own mistakes buddy." He lights a cigarette and begins to smoke.
"How many times I gotta tell ya, Silver? It's physically impossible for me to get drunk. Don't exactly know why, but I'm guessin' it's gotta do with my infernal heritage, the same way that causes me ta sweat molten lava, have fire for pupils, as well as horns an' red skin."
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Silver is in the kitchen waiting for now orders to come in. Keeping his hands busy by mincing vegetables and meats to make a steak. He is humming a tune to himself that doesn’t seem to come from the west, tapping his feet to the beat.Occasionally looking out of the kitchen opening to see if someone is in need of help.
*Anyone? Please?*
Michael takes a seat at one of the tables, and orders a tequila
Silver walks to the bar counter and pours it "Welcome stranger."
“Thank ya” Michael nods
"What brings ya here friend?"
“Travelin. I’m a storm chaser. We might not get much rain here, but that ain’t stopping lightning”
Silver is in the kitchen waiting for now orders to come in. Keeping his hands busy by mincing vegetables and meats to make a steak. He is humming a tune to himself that doesn’t seem to come from the west, tapping his feet to the beat.Occasionally looking out of the kitchen opening to see if someone is in need of help.
*Anyone? Please?*
Karthør walks in from outside, sheathing his daggers as he walks. Behind him, you can see his practice dummy has been sliced to shreds, even the pieces of metal he used to make it. Also, upon closer inspection, you can see that his skin is sweating small droplets of molten lava, but it doesn't seen to affect him. He sits down at the bar and waves over Silver.
"Hey, pardner. One steak and a whiskey please."
"How lucky I was makin a steak. Though I thought you weren't doing alcohol for a while?" Silver says finishing the minced vegetables "Get good practice in?"
"About the practice, yeah. That thang ain't even standin' no more. As for the alcohol, Buttons gave me a neutralizer or whatever ya call it that counteracted the effects of the first drink he gave me. So alcohol is back on the menu!"
"Sounds like hangovers are back on the menu then. Speakin a which you shouldn't drink as much as ya do." He finishes and places the plate in front of him "But I ain't yer pappy or nothin. You make your own mistakes buddy." He lights a cigarette and begins to smoke.
"How many times I gotta tell ya, Silver? It's physically impossible for me to get drunk. Don't exactly know why, but I'm guessin' it's gotta do with my infernal heritage, the same way that causes me ta sweat molten lava, have fire for pupils, as well as horns an' red skin."
"Tell me why you needed that neutralizer again? Seems more like a high resistance to me."
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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.
Silver is in the kitchen waiting for now orders to come in. Keeping his hands busy by mincing vegetables and meats to make a steak. He is humming a tune to himself that doesn’t seem to come from the west, tapping his feet to the beat.Occasionally looking out of the kitchen opening to see if someone is in need of help.
*Anyone? Please?*
Michael takes a seat at one of the tables, and orders a tequila
Silver walks to the bar counter and pours it "Welcome stranger."
“Thank ya” Michael nods
"What brings ya here friend?"
“Travelin. I’m a storm chaser. We might not get much rain here, but that ain’t stopping lightning”
Silver laughs "If you're looking for lightning talk to Buttons, he gives off the stuff."
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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.
Silver is in the kitchen waiting for now orders to come in. Keeping his hands busy by mincing vegetables and meats to make a steak. He is humming a tune to himself that doesn’t seem to come from the west, tapping his feet to the beat.Occasionally looking out of the kitchen opening to see if someone is in need of help.
*Anyone? Please?*
Karthør walks in from outside, sheathing his daggers as he walks. Behind him, you can see his practice dummy has been sliced to shreds, even the pieces of metal he used to make it. Also, upon closer inspection, you can see that his skin is sweating small droplets of molten lava, but it doesn't seen to affect him. He sits down at the bar and waves over Silver.
"Hey, pardner. One steak and a whiskey please."
"How lucky I was makin a steak. Though I thought you weren't doing alcohol for a while?" Silver says finishing the minced vegetables "Get good practice in?"
"About the practice, yeah. That thang ain't even standin' no more. As for the alcohol, Buttons gave me a neutralizer or whatever ya call it that counteracted the effects of the first drink he gave me. So alcohol is back on the menu!"
"Sounds like hangovers are back on the menu then. Speakin a which you shouldn't drink as much as ya do." He finishes and places the plate in front of him "But I ain't yer pappy or nothin. You make your own mistakes buddy." He lights a cigarette and begins to smoke.
"How many times I gotta tell ya, Silver? It's physically impossible for me to get drunk. Don't exactly know why, but I'm guessin' it's gotta do with my infernal heritage, the same way that causes me ta sweat molten lava, have fire for pupils, as well as horns an' red skin."
"Tell me why you needed that neutralizer again? Seems more like a high resistance to me."
"I wasn't drunk, it's just that stuff was really strong and it knocked me clean out. My body was in shock, an' I'm thinkin' that stuff was poisoned too."
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
"I wasn't drunk, it's just that stuff was really strong and it knocked me clean out. My body was in shock, an' I'm thinkin' that stuff was poisoned too."
“As if alcohol isn’t poison. Whatever you want to believe friend. I’m just here for food and drink. I might start to do singin too.”
A man who looks to be in his middle ages enters the tavern. He has crimson hair tied a man bun and relatively pale skin. He has a very lean frame and is dressed in an outfit very similar to Buttons'. He has a quiver slung around his back and holds a massive long bow. A Robinhood hat hangs off one of the tips of the bow. Buttons does a double take when he sees the man and sputters over his whiskey.
"I wasn't drunk, it's just that stuff was really strong and it knocked me clean out. My body was in shock, an' I'm thinkin' that stuff was poisoned too."
“As if alcohol isn’t poison. Whatever you want to believe friend. I’m just here for food and drink. I might start to do singin too.”
"That'll be a sight."
*He starts chuckling*
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Silver is in the kitchen waiting for now orders to come in. Keeping his hands busy by mincing vegetables and meats to make a steak. He is humming a tune to himself that doesn’t seem to come from the west, tapping his feet to the beat.Occasionally looking out of the kitchen opening to see if someone is in need of help.
*Anyone? Please?*
Michael takes a seat at one of the tables, and orders a tequila
Silver walks to the bar counter and pours it "Welcome stranger."
“Thank ya” Michael nods
"What brings ya here friend?"
“Travelin. I’m a storm chaser. We might not get much rain here, but that ain’t stopping lightning”
Silver laughs "If you're looking for lightning talk to Buttons, he gives off the stuff."
"I wasn't drunk, it's just that stuff was really strong and it knocked me clean out. My body was in shock, an' I'm thinkin' that stuff was poisoned too."
“As if alcohol isn’t poison. Whatever you want to believe friend. I’m just here for food and drink. I might start to do singin too.”
"That'll be a sight."
*He starts chuckling*
Silver shakes his head and starts laughing with him “I’ll leave that part to someone with vocal cords.”
Silver is in the kitchen waiting for now orders to come in. Keeping his hands busy by mincing vegetables and meats to make a steak. He is humming a tune to himself that doesn’t seem to come from the west, tapping his feet to the beat.Occasionally looking out of the kitchen opening to see if someone is in need of help.
*Anyone? Please?*
Michael takes a seat at one of the tables, and orders a tequila
Silver walks to the bar counter and pours it "Welcome stranger."
“Thank ya” Michael nods
"What brings ya here friend?"
“Travelin. I’m a storm chaser. We might not get much rain here, but that ain’t stopping lightning”
Silver laughs "If you're looking for lightning talk to Buttons, he gives off the stuff."
“Yeah? How so?”
“I meant it how I said it. He gives off lightnin, seems to hurt him though, pretty bad.”
"I wasn't drunk, it's just that stuff was really strong and it knocked me clean out. My body was in shock, an' I'm thinkin' that stuff was poisoned too."
“As if alcohol isn’t poison. Whatever you want to believe friend. I’m just here for food and drink. I might start to do singin too.”
"That'll be a sight."
*He starts chuckling*
Silver shakes his head and starts laughing with him “I’ll leave that part to someone with vocal cords.”
*Karthør chuckles harder, then begins to mock doing vocal warm ups*
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
*How about one more RP. I can handle it.*
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
*Coolio, I was about to ask about that and if there will be a Brook?*
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
"How many times I gotta tell ya, Silver? It's physically impossible for me to get drunk. Don't exactly know why, but I'm guessin' it's gotta do with my infernal heritage, the same way that causes me ta sweat molten lava, have fire for pupils, as well as horns an' red skin."
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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*OH YES!*
*I LOVE ONE PIECE SM RN IMMA BE ZORO FOR HALLOWEEN! I want to make a character based off a one piece character now*
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“Travelin. I’m a storm chaser. We might not get much rain here, but that ain’t stopping lightning”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Tell me why you needed that neutralizer again? Seems more like a high resistance to me."
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
*Go ahead cuz we doin reverse one piece*
*we already got the monster trio*
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As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
*go right ahead*
Gradius2's less frequent non-mobile account.
As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
Silver laughs "If you're looking for lightning talk to Buttons, he gives off the stuff."
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 wasn't drunk, it's just that stuff was really strong and it knocked me clean out. My body was in shock, an' I'm thinkin' that stuff was poisoned too."
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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“As if alcohol isn’t poison. Whatever you want to believe friend. I’m just here for food and drink. I might start to do singin too.”
*I’ll leave it up for grabs for now, I already have Sanji*
A man who looks to be in his middle ages enters the tavern. He has crimson hair tied a man bun and relatively pale skin. He has a very lean frame and is dressed in an outfit very similar to Buttons'. He has a quiver slung around his back and holds a massive long bow. A Robinhood hat hangs off one of the tips of the bow. Buttons does a double take when he sees the man and sputters over his whiskey.
Gradius2's less frequent non-mobile account.
As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
Silver watches the man with a curious gaze, tapping his gloves hands on the table and blowing smoke into rings in his direction.
"That'll be a sight."
*He starts chuckling*
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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“Yeah? How so?”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
Silver shakes his head and starts laughing with him “I’ll leave that part to someone with vocal cords.”
The man smirks. "Rudy got a robot cook?" His voice sounds like that of someone who would be about 20 years younger than he looks.
Gradius2's less frequent non-mobile account.
As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
“I meant it how I said it. He gives off lightnin, seems to hurt him though, pretty bad.”
*Karthør chuckles harder, then begins to mock doing vocal warm ups*
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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