"Not to brag, but definitely as good as most anyone here, if not better. I also have some unique tricks up my sleeve, as I'm sure you all do too."
"Hmm, that's a pretty prideful claim to make." He places the glass on the bar and walks to the door of the place "Well lets see it, beat me."
He smiles in an almost shy way, weird to see on a man of his age and usual confidence. "Yeh I know it is," he chuckles. "Let's get to it then, make yer shot I guess." He follows.
Once outside he puts his hands in his pockets, the holes in his feet whistling in the wind "Go ahead, I'll let you start. Shoot me or somethin'." He's letting you have the first in init to see what you have to offer.
*Oop, thought we were shooting the glass lol*
"Alright then." He grinds his teeth thoughtfully, just something he does. Takes a stance. His right hand vanishes, reappearing just as quick, wielding a Thompson center contender pistol, specifically from the year 1996, manufactured sometime in January. Raises the gun and aims. Fires once.
Let's roll: 25 I won't do damage lol.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Kath is flying through town, shooting at hanging shop signs as he zips past.
*Is he literally flying?*
(Yes. He can sprout dragon wings from his back.)
Coulter is standing outside the tavern, watching from under his hat. He decides to play a game. Each time Kath shoots a new hole in a sign, Coulter's hands completely disappear and then are back in an instant, then he shoots through the hole Kath just made. He's accurate about 85% of the time.
Kath reholsters his revolvers, and flaps his wings until he is at least 200 feet above town. He then tucks them in and dives in the direction of Buttons' Best. He flares them out just before he touches the ground, ending his fall right in front of Coulter. "Hey there, pardner. Whatcha up ta?"
"Gee wizz, flyin must be great fun." His hands are now empty. "Oh just a bit of practice shootin, similar too yerself."
"Hmm. Flyin' would be great, eh?" He waves his hand, and suddenly Coulter begins to float above the ground. "Follow me!", Kath says as he takes to the sky once more.
*timesplit for rp reasons*
"Oi! Take care not to drop me, mister!" He doesn't know exactly how to "follow" him, kinda waves his arms a bit, tries willing himself to move forward, something.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Kath is flying through town, shooting at hanging shop signs as he zips past.
*Is he literally flying?*
(Yes. He can sprout dragon wings from his back.)
Coulter is standing outside the tavern, watching from under his hat. He decides to play a game. Each time Kath shoots a new hole in a sign, Coulter's hands completely disappear and then are back in an instant, then he shoots through the hole Kath just made. He's accurate about 85% of the time.
Kath reholsters his revolvers, and flaps his wings until he is at least 200 feet above town. He then tucks them in and dives in the direction of Buttons' Best. He flares them out just before he touches the ground, ending his fall right in front of Coulter. "Hey there, pardner. Whatcha up ta?"
"Gee wizz, flyin must be great fun." His hands are now empty. "Oh just a bit of practice shootin, similar too yerself."
"Hmm. Flyin' would be great, eh?" He waves his hand, and suddenly Coulter begins to float above the ground. "Follow me!", Kath says as he takes to the sky once more.
*timesplit for rp reasons*
"Oi! Take care not to drop me, mister!" He doesn't know exactly how to "follow" him, kinda waves his arms a bit, tries willing himself to move forward, something.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doin'!" By willing himself forward, Coulter is able to fly in the direction of Kath.
(Coulter is under the effects of the fly spell right now, just for reference.)
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.
"Not to brag, but definitely as good as most anyone here, if not better. I also have some unique tricks up my sleeve, as I'm sure you all do too."
"Hmm, that's a pretty prideful claim to make." He places the glass on the bar and walks to the door of the place "Well lets see it, beat me."
He smiles in an almost shy way, weird to see on a man of his age and usual confidence. "Yeh I know it is," he chuckles. "Let's get to it then, make yer shot I guess." He follows.
Once outside he puts his hands in his pockets, the holes in his feet whistling in the wind "Go ahead, I'll let you start. Shoot me or somethin'." He's letting you have the first in init to see what you have to offer.
*Oop, thought we were shooting the glass lol*
"Alright then." He grinds his teeth thoughtfully, just something he does. Takes a stance. His right hand vanishes, reappearing just as quick, wielding a Thompson center contender pistol, specifically from the year 1996, manufactured sometime in January. Raises the gun and aims. Fires once.
Let's roll: 21 I won't do damage lol.
*You should roll damage though.*
Silver watches the bullet fly over to him, not even wasting his time trying to dodge, knowing he would be hit by it anyway. He instead raises one gloves hand and catches the bullet in between three fingers “Hot bullet you got there. Nice gun too.”
Kath is flying through town, shooting at hanging shop signs as he zips past.
*Is he literally flying?*
(Yes. He can sprout dragon wings from his back.)
Coulter is standing outside the tavern, watching from under his hat. He decides to play a game. Each time Kath shoots a new hole in a sign, Coulter's hands completely disappear and then are back in an instant, then he shoots through the hole Kath just made. He's accurate about 85% of the time.
Kath reholsters his revolvers, and flaps his wings until he is at least 200 feet above town. He then tucks them in and dives in the direction of Buttons' Best. He flares them out just before he touches the ground, ending his fall right in front of Coulter. "Hey there, pardner. Whatcha up ta?"
"Gee wizz, flyin must be great fun." His hands are now empty. "Oh just a bit of practice shootin, similar too yerself."
"Hmm. Flyin' would be great, eh?" He waves his hand, and suddenly Coulter begins to float above the ground. "Follow me!", Kath says as he takes to the sky once more.
*timesplit for rp reasons*
"Oi! Take care not to drop me, mister!" He doesn't know exactly how to "follow" him, kinda waves his arms a bit, tries willing himself to move forward, something.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doin'!" By willing himself forward, Coulter is able to fly in the direction of Kath.
(Coulter is under the effects of the fly spell right now, just for reference.)
*sweet*
He zooms behind Kath, enjoying the newfound breeze.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
"Not to brag, but definitely as good as most anyone here, if not better. I also have some unique tricks up my sleeve, as I'm sure you all do too."
"Hmm, that's a pretty prideful claim to make." He places the glass on the bar and walks to the door of the place "Well lets see it, beat me."
He smiles in an almost shy way, weird to see on a man of his age and usual confidence. "Yeh I know it is," he chuckles. "Let's get to it then, make yer shot I guess." He follows.
Once outside he puts his hands in his pockets, the holes in his feet whistling in the wind "Go ahead, I'll let you start. Shoot me or somethin'." He's letting you have the first in init to see what you have to offer.
*Oop, thought we were shooting the glass lol*
"Alright then." He grinds his teeth thoughtfully, just something he does. Takes a stance. His right hand vanishes, reappearing just as quick, wielding a Thompson center contender pistol, specifically from the year 1996, manufactured sometime in January. Raises the gun and aims. Fires once.
Let's roll: 21 I won't do damage lol.
*You should roll damage though.*
Silver watches the bullet fly over to him, not even wasting his time trying to dodge, knowing he would be hit by it anyway. He instead raises one gloves hand and catches the bullet in between three fingers “Hot bullet you got there. Nice gun too.”
8 piercing (been a while since I've ever done firearm damage too. some DM's like to rule it differently)
"Nice catch, more like! That's what the word impressive deserves. But thank you."
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Kath is flying through town, shooting at hanging shop signs as he zips past.
*Is he literally flying?*
(Yes. He can sprout dragon wings from his back.)
Coulter is standing outside the tavern, watching from under his hat. He decides to play a game. Each time Kath shoots a new hole in a sign, Coulter's hands completely disappear and then are back in an instant, then he shoots through the hole Kath just made. He's accurate about 85% of the time.
Kath reholsters his revolvers, and flaps his wings until he is at least 200 feet above town. He then tucks them in and dives in the direction of Buttons' Best. He flares them out just before he touches the ground, ending his fall right in front of Coulter. "Hey there, pardner. Whatcha up ta?"
"Gee wizz, flyin must be great fun." His hands are now empty. "Oh just a bit of practice shootin, similar too yerself."
"Hmm. Flyin' would be great, eh?" He waves his hand, and suddenly Coulter begins to float above the ground. "Follow me!", Kath says as he takes to the sky once more.
*timesplit for rp reasons*
"Oi! Take care not to drop me, mister!" He doesn't know exactly how to "follow" him, kinda waves his arms a bit, tries willing himself to move forward, something.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doin'!" By willing himself forward, Coulter is able to fly in the direction of Kath.
(Coulter is under the effects of the fly spell right now, just for reference.)
*sweet*
He zooms behind Kath, enjoying the newfound breeze.
"Well, whaddya thank?", Karthør shouts over the wind.
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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.
"Not to brag, but definitely as good as most anyone here, if not better. I also have some unique tricks up my sleeve, as I'm sure you all do too."
"Hmm, that's a pretty prideful claim to make." He places the glass on the bar and walks to the door of the place "Well lets see it, beat me."
He smiles in an almost shy way, weird to see on a man of his age and usual confidence. "Yeh I know it is," he chuckles. "Let's get to it then, make yer shot I guess." He follows.
Once outside he puts his hands in his pockets, the holes in his feet whistling in the wind "Go ahead, I'll let you start. Shoot me or somethin'." He's letting you have the first in init to see what you have to offer.
*Oop, thought we were shooting the glass lol*
"Alright then." He grinds his teeth thoughtfully, just something he does. Takes a stance. His right hand vanishes, reappearing just as quick, wielding a Thompson center contender pistol, specifically from the year 1996, manufactured sometime in January. Raises the gun and aims. Fires once.
Let's roll: 21 I won't do damage lol.
*You should roll damage though.*
Silver watches the bullet fly over to him, not even wasting his time trying to dodge, knowing he would be hit by it anyway. He instead raises one gloves hand and catches the bullet in between three fingers “Hot bullet you got there. Nice gun too.”
8 piercing (been a while since I've ever done firearm damage too. some DM's like to rule it differently)
"Nice catch, more like! That's what the word impressive deserves. But thank you."
*Coolio, I was just using deflect missile to make sure he actually caught it.*
"Is that gun all you got in a fight? Or do ya got some tricks no one knows about?"
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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.
Hi y'all, it's me, if you somehow dont know I am 1 of 2 creators of this thread, I haven't seen my partner in crime on this thread much, and I am pretty much no longer active except very VERY occasionally
Anyways, what I came to say is if anybody is willing I am down to hand off the mantle and let someone else take over this thread, it looks like there are still some people a little active on here, so if someone wants, pm me and I can tell you everything you need to be in charge here
Best wishes,
Carsorino
Oh, I’m still in charge around here
*what seems to be the problem? I'm not giving anyone complete control, just handing off my character and any mod associated responsibilities to whomever wishes because I can no longer fulfill my duty to this thread. If you dont want anyone to, that's ok, just making sure we're on the same page*
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Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
Kath is flying through town, shooting at hanging shop signs as he zips past.
*Is he literally flying?*
(Yes. He can sprout dragon wings from his back.)
Coulter is standing outside the tavern, watching from under his hat. He decides to play a game. Each time Kath shoots a new hole in a sign, Coulter's hands completely disappear and then are back in an instant, then he shoots through the hole Kath just made. He's accurate about 85% of the time.
Kath reholsters his revolvers, and flaps his wings until he is at least 200 feet above town. He then tucks them in and dives in the direction of Buttons' Best. He flares them out just before he touches the ground, ending his fall right in front of Coulter. "Hey there, pardner. Whatcha up ta?"
"Gee wizz, flyin must be great fun." His hands are now empty. "Oh just a bit of practice shootin, similar too yerself."
"Hmm. Flyin' would be great, eh?" He waves his hand, and suddenly Coulter begins to float above the ground. "Follow me!", Kath says as he takes to the sky once more.
*timesplit for rp reasons*
"Oi! Take care not to drop me, mister!" He doesn't know exactly how to "follow" him, kinda waves his arms a bit, tries willing himself to move forward, something.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doin'!" By willing himself forward, Coulter is able to fly in the direction of Kath.
(Coulter is under the effects of the fly spell right now, just for reference.)
*sweet*
He zooms behind Kath, enjoying the newfound breeze.
"Well, whaddya thank?", Karthør shouts over the wind.
"Exhilarating! Reminds me of a time I did this thing called bungee jumping, in the year 2041!"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
"Not to brag, but definitely as good as most anyone here, if not better. I also have some unique tricks up my sleeve, as I'm sure you all do too."
"Hmm, that's a pretty prideful claim to make." He places the glass on the bar and walks to the door of the place "Well lets see it, beat me."
He smiles in an almost shy way, weird to see on a man of his age and usual confidence. "Yeh I know it is," he chuckles. "Let's get to it then, make yer shot I guess." He follows.
Once outside he puts his hands in his pockets, the holes in his feet whistling in the wind "Go ahead, I'll let you start. Shoot me or somethin'." He's letting you have the first in init to see what you have to offer.
*Oop, thought we were shooting the glass lol*
"Alright then." He grinds his teeth thoughtfully, just something he does. Takes a stance. His right hand vanishes, reappearing just as quick, wielding a Thompson center contender pistol, specifically from the year 1996, manufactured sometime in January. Raises the gun and aims. Fires once.
Let's roll: 21 I won't do damage lol.
*You should roll damage though.*
Silver watches the bullet fly over to him, not even wasting his time trying to dodge, knowing he would be hit by it anyway. He instead raises one gloves hand and catches the bullet in between three fingers “Hot bullet you got there. Nice gun too.”
8 piercing (been a while since I've ever done firearm damage too. some DM's like to rule it differently)
"Nice catch, more like! That's what the word impressive deserves. But thank you."
*Coolio, I was just using deflect missile to make sure he actually caught it.*
"Is that gun all you got in a fight? Or do ya got some tricks no one knows about?"
*oo mk sick*
He spits in the dirt to his side. "Might as well tell ya, if some kind of combat seems unavoidable once we reach this titan. I'm one of those time traveler folks you hear about in stories and such, bit of a blessing and a curse if ya ask me. Comes with a few catches. First, I mostly only time travel once I die. And I don't seem to have much control over where and when I end up. But it's mighty strange because I keep dyin, and then I keep poppin back into new worlds. Very disorienting. The second thing is, I can sorta, what's the phrase, summon I guess. I can summon guns from other times." He holds his two worn hands up. "I kinda just reach into a pocket of space, it feels like, and every time I grasp some kind of gun grip, pull it into the current time, and bam, I gotta gun. I've figured out that I can grab the same one, as long as I've encountered it before. Pretty handy."
He puts his hands back in his pockets. "Anywho, sorry for the long-winded explanation. It's mighty fun to talk about though, that's for sure."
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
"Not to brag, but definitely as good as most anyone here, if not better. I also have some unique tricks up my sleeve, as I'm sure you all do too."
"Hmm, that's a pretty prideful claim to make." He places the glass on the bar and walks to the door of the place "Well lets see it, beat me."
He smiles in an almost shy way, weird to see on a man of his age and usual confidence. "Yeh I know it is," he chuckles. "Let's get to it then, make yer shot I guess." He follows.
Once outside he puts his hands in his pockets, the holes in his feet whistling in the wind "Go ahead, I'll let you start. Shoot me or somethin'." He's letting you have the first in init to see what you have to offer.
*Oop, thought we were shooting the glass lol*
"Alright then." He grinds his teeth thoughtfully, just something he does. Takes a stance. His right hand vanishes, reappearing just as quick, wielding a Thompson center contender pistol, specifically from the year 1996, manufactured sometime in January. Raises the gun and aims. Fires once.
Let's roll: 21 I won't do damage lol.
*You should roll damage though.*
Silver watches the bullet fly over to him, not even wasting his time trying to dodge, knowing he would be hit by it anyway. He instead raises one gloves hand and catches the bullet in between three fingers “Hot bullet you got there. Nice gun too.”
8 piercing (been a while since I've ever done firearm damage too. some DM's like to rule it differently)
"Nice catch, more like! That's what the word impressive deserves. But thank you."
*Coolio, I was just using deflect missile to make sure he actually caught it.*
"Is that gun all you got in a fight? Or do ya got some tricks no one knows about?"
*oo mk sick*
He spits in the dirt to his side. "Might as well tell ya, if some kind of combat seems unavoidable once we reach this titan. I'm one of those time traveler folks you hear about in stories and such, bit of a blessing and a curse if ya ask me. Comes with a few catches. First, I mostly only time travel once I die. And I don't seem to have much control over where and when I end up. But it's mighty strange because I keep dyin, and then I keep poppin back into new worlds. Very disorienting. The second thing is, I can sorta, what's the phrase, summon I guess. I can summon guns from other times." He holds his two worn hands up. "I kinda just reach into a pocket of space, it feels like, and every time I grasp some kind of gun grip, pull it into the current time, and bam, I gotta gun. I've figured out that I can grab the same one, as long as I've encountered it before. Pretty handy."
He puts his hands back in his pockets. "Anywho, sorry for the long-winded explanation. It's mighty fun to talk about though, that's for sure."
“That’s real interesting, but not exactly out of the ordinary round here, after all I’m a steam robot with little to no memory of his past, all I know is how to cook, sing, fight, and whoo the ladies. Strangeness is welcome here my friend.” He says dusting off his gloves hands
Kath is flying through town, shooting at hanging shop signs as he zips past.
*Is he literally flying?*
(Yes. He can sprout dragon wings from his back.)
Coulter is standing outside the tavern, watching from under his hat. He decides to play a game. Each time Kath shoots a new hole in a sign, Coulter's hands completely disappear and then are back in an instant, then he shoots through the hole Kath just made. He's accurate about 85% of the time.
Kath reholsters his revolvers, and flaps his wings until he is at least 200 feet above town. He then tucks them in and dives in the direction of Buttons' Best. He flares them out just before he touches the ground, ending his fall right in front of Coulter. "Hey there, pardner. Whatcha up ta?"
"Gee wizz, flyin must be great fun." His hands are now empty. "Oh just a bit of practice shootin, similar too yerself."
"Hmm. Flyin' would be great, eh?" He waves his hand, and suddenly Coulter begins to float above the ground. "Follow me!", Kath says as he takes to the sky once more.
*timesplit for rp reasons*
"Oi! Take care not to drop me, mister!" He doesn't know exactly how to "follow" him, kinda waves his arms a bit, tries willing himself to move forward, something.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doin'!" By willing himself forward, Coulter is able to fly in the direction of Kath.
(Coulter is under the effects of the fly spell right now, just for reference.)
*sweet*
He zooms behind Kath, enjoying the newfound breeze.
"Well, whaddya thank?", Karthør shouts over the wind.
"Exhilarating! Reminds me of a time I did this thing called bungee jumping, in the year 2041!"
"Wait, what?" Kath gives him a funny look. "You've been that far inta the future 'fore?"
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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.
Kath is flying through town, shooting at hanging shop signs as he zips past.
*Is he literally flying?*
(Yes. He can sprout dragon wings from his back.)
Coulter is standing outside the tavern, watching from under his hat. He decides to play a game. Each time Kath shoots a new hole in a sign, Coulter's hands completely disappear and then are back in an instant, then he shoots through the hole Kath just made. He's accurate about 85% of the time.
Kath reholsters his revolvers, and flaps his wings until he is at least 200 feet above town. He then tucks them in and dives in the direction of Buttons' Best. He flares them out just before he touches the ground, ending his fall right in front of Coulter. "Hey there, pardner. Whatcha up ta?"
"Gee wizz, flyin must be great fun." His hands are now empty. "Oh just a bit of practice shootin, similar too yerself."
"Hmm. Flyin' would be great, eh?" He waves his hand, and suddenly Coulter begins to float above the ground. "Follow me!", Kath says as he takes to the sky once more.
*timesplit for rp reasons*
"Oi! Take care not to drop me, mister!" He doesn't know exactly how to "follow" him, kinda waves his arms a bit, tries willing himself to move forward, something.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doin'!" By willing himself forward, Coulter is able to fly in the direction of Kath.
(Coulter is under the effects of the fly spell right now, just for reference.)
*sweet*
He zooms behind Kath, enjoying the newfound breeze.
"Well, whaddya thank?", Karthør shouts over the wind.
"Exhilarating! Reminds me of a time I did this thing called bungee jumping, in the year 2041!"
"Wait, what?" Kath gives him a funny look. "You've been that far inta the future 'fore?"
*Depending on when this thread takes place, that might be the past*
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*In human history we’re in like the 1600s but we have developed slightly faster as a society*
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
"Not to brag, but definitely as good as most anyone here, if not better. I also have some unique tricks up my sleeve, as I'm sure you all do too."
"Hmm, that's a pretty prideful claim to make." He places the glass on the bar and walks to the door of the place "Well lets see it, beat me."
He smiles in an almost shy way, weird to see on a man of his age and usual confidence. "Yeh I know it is," he chuckles. "Let's get to it then, make yer shot I guess." He follows.
Once outside he puts his hands in his pockets, the holes in his feet whistling in the wind "Go ahead, I'll let you start. Shoot me or somethin'." He's letting you have the first in init to see what you have to offer.
*Oop, thought we were shooting the glass lol*
"Alright then." He grinds his teeth thoughtfully, just something he does. Takes a stance. His right hand vanishes, reappearing just as quick, wielding a Thompson center contender pistol, specifically from the year 1996, manufactured sometime in January. Raises the gun and aims. Fires once.
Let's roll: 21 I won't do damage lol.
*You should roll damage though.*
Silver watches the bullet fly over to him, not even wasting his time trying to dodge, knowing he would be hit by it anyway. He instead raises one gloves hand and catches the bullet in between three fingers “Hot bullet you got there. Nice gun too.”
8 piercing (been a while since I've ever done firearm damage too. some DM's like to rule it differently)
"Nice catch, more like! That's what the word impressive deserves. But thank you."
*Coolio, I was just using deflect missile to make sure he actually caught it.*
"Is that gun all you got in a fight? Or do ya got some tricks no one knows about?"
*oo mk sick*
He spits in the dirt to his side. "Might as well tell ya, if some kind of combat seems unavoidable once we reach this titan. I'm one of those time traveler folks you hear about in stories and such, bit of a blessing and a curse if ya ask me. Comes with a few catches. First, I mostly only time travel once I die. And I don't seem to have much control over where and when I end up. But it's mighty strange because I keep dyin, and then I keep poppin back into new worlds. Very disorienting. The second thing is, I can sorta, what's the phrase, summon I guess. I can summon guns from other times." He holds his two worn hands up. "I kinda just reach into a pocket of space, it feels like, and every time I grasp some kind of gun grip, pull it into the current time, and bam, I gotta gun. I've figured out that I can grab the same one, as long as I've encountered it before. Pretty handy."
He puts his hands back in his pockets. "Anywho, sorry for the long-winded explanation. It's mighty fun to talk about though, that's for sure."
“That’s real interesting, but not exactly out of the ordinary round here, after all I’m a steam robot with little to no memory of his past, all I know is how to cook, sing, fight, and whoo the ladies. Strangeness is welcome here my friend.” He says dusting off his gloves hands
He smiles. "Glad I fit in then, I appreciate the warm welcome. Besides that vile drink y'all served up earlier," he chuckles.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
"Exhilarating! Reminds me of a time I did this thing called bungee jumping, in the year 2041!"
"Wait, what?" Kath gives him a funny look. "You've been that far inta the future 'fore?"
"If that's the future for you fellas, then yup. Wait a minute, what year is it? I forgot to ask when I arrived."
"Some time in 1600. I forget sometimes."
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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.
*Oop, thought we were shooting the glass lol*
"Alright then." He grinds his teeth thoughtfully, just something he does. Takes a stance. His right hand vanishes, reappearing just as quick, wielding a Thompson center contender pistol, specifically from the year 1996, manufactured sometime in January. Raises the gun and aims. Fires once.
Let's roll: 25 I won't do damage lol.
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*timesplit for rp reasons*
"Oi! Take care not to drop me, mister!" He doesn't know exactly how to "follow" him, kinda waves his arms a bit, tries willing himself to move forward, something.
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"Don't worry, I know what I'm doin'!" By willing himself forward, Coulter is able to fly in the direction of Kath.
(Coulter is under the effects of the fly spell right now, just for reference.)
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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*You should roll damage though.*
Silver watches the bullet fly over to him, not even wasting his time trying to dodge, knowing he would be hit by it anyway. He instead raises one gloves hand and catches the bullet in between three fingers “Hot bullet you got there. Nice gun too.”
*sweet*
He zooms behind Kath, enjoying the newfound breeze.
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8 piercing (been a while since I've ever done firearm damage too. some DM's like to rule it differently)
"Nice catch, more like! That's what the word impressive deserves. But thank you."
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"Well, whaddya thank?", Karthør shouts over the wind.
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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*Coolio, I was just using deflect missile to make sure he actually caught it.*
"Is that gun all you got in a fight? Or do ya got some tricks no one knows about?"
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
*what seems to be the problem? I'm not giving anyone complete control, just handing off my character and any mod associated responsibilities to whomever wishes because I can no longer fulfill my duty to this thread. If you dont want anyone to, that's ok, just making sure we're on the same page*
Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
"Exhilarating! Reminds me of a time I did this thing called bungee jumping, in the year 2041!"
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*oo mk sick*
He spits in the dirt to his side. "Might as well tell ya, if some kind of combat seems unavoidable once we reach this titan. I'm one of those time traveler folks you hear about in stories and such, bit of a blessing and a curse if ya ask me. Comes with a few catches. First, I mostly only time travel once I die. And I don't seem to have much control over where and when I end up. But it's mighty strange because I keep dyin, and then I keep poppin back into new worlds. Very disorienting. The second thing is, I can sorta, what's the phrase, summon I guess. I can summon guns from other times." He holds his two worn hands up. "I kinda just reach into a pocket of space, it feels like, and every time I grasp some kind of gun grip, pull it into the current time, and bam, I gotta gun. I've figured out that I can grab the same one, as long as I've encountered it before. Pretty handy."
He puts his hands back in his pockets. "Anywho, sorry for the long-winded explanation. It's mighty fun to talk about though, that's for sure."
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“That’s real interesting, but not exactly out of the ordinary round here, after all I’m a steam robot with little to no memory of his past, all I know is how to cook, sing, fight, and whoo the ladies. Strangeness is welcome here my friend.” He says dusting off his gloves hands
"Wait, what?" Kath gives him a funny look. "You've been that far inta the future 'fore?"
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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*Depending on when this thread takes place, that might be the past*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*In human history we’re in like the 1600s but we have developed slightly faster as a society*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
The Aarackokra is also flying around. He shakes his head and says, "Time travel, of course. Nothing surprises me round here."
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He smiles. "Glad I fit in then, I appreciate the warm welcome. Besides that vile drink y'all served up earlier," he chuckles.
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"If that's the future for you fellas, then yup. Wait a minute, what year is it? I forgot to ask when I arrived."
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Coulter flies by, "Hello there bird brotha!"
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"Some time in 1600. I forget sometimes."
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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