Henri comes by, listening to Reggae, holding strange liquids.
Ace is also in the gym, benching much more than anyone should be.
Xavier stands it a bit, before coming to the door. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT RACKET?!" *Xavier is not a music guy*
arrabella looks over. "...You sure that that's... safe?"
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Henri comes by, listening to Reggae, holding strange liquids.
Ace is also in the gym, benching much more than anyone should be.
Xavier stands it a bit, before coming to the door. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT RACKET?!" *Xavier is not a music guy*
arrabella looks over. "...You sure that that's... safe?"
Henri stops and turns "It's called music, a masterpiece as a matter of fact!" He puts the bottles at his belt.
He turns his head and smiles "I'll be fine, if I'm not strong enough I'll just let it land on me."
Xavier groans. "Could you at least turn the volume down?" He eyes the bottles.
Arrabella looks slightly alarmed. "THAT much weight, and youd let it just fall on you? That could crush you! Depending on your anomaly, of course."
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Henri comes by, listening to Reggae, holding strange liquids.
Ace is also in the gym, benching much more than anyone should be.
Xavier stands it a bit, before coming to the door. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT RACKET?!" *Xavier is not a music guy*
arrabella looks over. "...You sure that that's... safe?"
Henri stops and turns "It's called music, a masterpiece as a matter of fact!" He puts the bottles at his belt.
He turns his head and smiles "I'll be fine, if I'm not strong enough I'll just let it land on me."
Xavier groans. "Could you at least turn the volume down?" He eyes the bottles.
Arrabella looks slightly alarmed. "THAT much weight, and youd let it just fall on you? That could crush you! Depending on your anomaly, of course."
"I could I suppose. Aren't you the lightning guy?" He pauses the music for the moment.
He smirks and lets go of the weight, it crashes down on him with an explosion of sound, sand flying everywhere as his body collapses.
"Yes. Xavier. I think we might have met before."
"Oh, yes. You're Ace, right? I recognize that anomaly."
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*hello there, people who surprisingly still care. I am going to actually play on this today I think* Cherry is in the rec room, reading a Cosmo magazine
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*hello there, people who surprisingly still care. I am going to actually play on this today I think* Cherry is in the rec room, reading a Cosmo magazine.
Shawn walks into the room, his Afro spikier than normal as static fills the room.
"Oh, yes. You're Ace, right? I recognize that anomaly."
"If I have then good to see you again." He looks at the bottles "Could you do me a favor?"
The sand turns back into Ace "Yep, it's good ol Ace."
"Sure."
"Nice to meet you again, Ace! This place has been really quiet the last few weeks, hasn't it?"
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"Oh, yes. You're Ace, right? I recognize that anomaly."
"If I have then good to see you again." He looks at the bottles "Could you do me a favor?"
The sand turns back into Ace "Yep, it's good ol Ace."
"Sure."
"Nice to meet you again, Ace! This place has been really quiet the last few weeks, hasn't it?"
“Drink this bottle. I want to see what happens.” He hands him the bottle.
“Yeah it has hasn’t it? It’s like something is keeping people from leaving their rooms or something.”
"Uh, OK." Xavier takes a swig from the bottle.
"Yeah... I had a weird dream last night. Me, Xavier and Henri were in some sort of tavern called the 'Dead Threads Inn' and there was a bunch of like, elves and demons and what looked like a humanoid tortoise there! Xavier had the same dream, oddly enough."
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"Oh, yes. You're Ace, right? I recognize that anomaly."
"If I have then good to see you again." He looks at the bottles "Could you do me a favor?"
The sand turns back into Ace "Yep, it's good ol Ace."
"Sure."
"Nice to meet you again, Ace! This place has been really quiet the last few weeks, hasn't it?"
“Drink this bottle. I want to see what happens.” He hands him the bottle.
“Yeah it has hasn’t it? It’s like something is keeping people from leaving their rooms or something.”
"Uh, OK." Xavier takes a swig from the bottle.
"Yeah... I had a weird dream last night. Me, Xavier and Henri were in some sort of tavern called the 'Dead Threads Inn' and there was a bunch of like, elves and demons and what looked like a humanoid tortoise there! Xavier had the same dream, oddly enough."
Would you mind rolling a d100 for me. If you do get a nat 100, Xavier develops a second anomaly.
He rubs his chin “That’s crazy, I’ve seen some insane stuff myself, but maybe I should ask Henri if he saw the same thing in a dream.” He shrugs “At least that dream isn’t real right?”
"Oh, yes. You're Ace, right? I recognize that anomaly."
"If I have then good to see you again." He looks at the bottles "Could you do me a favor?"
The sand turns back into Ace "Yep, it's good ol Ace."
"Sure."
"Nice to meet you again, Ace! This place has been really quiet the last few weeks, hasn't it?"
“Drink this bottle. I want to see what happens.” He hands him the bottle.
“Yeah it has hasn’t it? It’s like something is keeping people from leaving their rooms or something.”
"Uh, OK." Xavier takes a swig from the bottle.
"Yeah... I had a weird dream last night. Me, Xavier and Henri were in some sort of tavern called the 'Dead Threads Inn' and there was a bunch of like, elves and demons and what looked like a humanoid tortoise there! Xavier had the same dream, oddly enough."
Would you mind rolling a d100 for me. If you do get a nat 100, Xavier develops a second anomaly.
He rubs his chin “That’s crazy, I’ve seen some insane stuff myself, but maybe I should ask Henri if he saw the same thing in a dream.” He shrugs “At least that dream isn’t real right?”
"Woah, OK. That tasted a bit weird..." 40
"I hope not." Arrabella puts down her weights and sits down.
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If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
"Oh, yes. You're Ace, right? I recognize that anomaly."
"If I have then good to see you again." He looks at the bottles "Could you do me a favor?"
The sand turns back into Ace "Yep, it's good ol Ace."
"Sure."
"Nice to meet you again, Ace! This place has been really quiet the last few weeks, hasn't it?"
“Drink this bottle. I want to see what happens.” He hands him the bottle.
“Yeah it has hasn’t it? It’s like something is keeping people from leaving their rooms or something.”
"Uh, OK." Xavier takes a swig from the bottle.
"Yeah... I had a weird dream last night. Me, Xavier and Henri were in some sort of tavern called the 'Dead Threads Inn' and there was a bunch of like, elves and demons and what looked like a humanoid tortoise there! Xavier had the same dream, oddly enough."
Would you mind rolling a d100 for me. If you do get a nat 100, Xavier develops a second anomaly.
He rubs his chin “That’s crazy, I’ve seen some insane stuff myself, but maybe I should ask Henri if he saw the same thing in a dream.” He shrugs “At least that dream isn’t real right?”
"Woah, OK. That tasted a bit weird..." 91
"I hope not." Arrabella puts down her weights and sits down.
Henri curses under his breath “Didn’t work. Maybe next time. Anyway what was that weird dream about?”
“Ah as long as we’ve got each other we’ll be fine.” He says going back to the bench press that almost crushed him.
"Oh, yes. You're Ace, right? I recognize that anomaly."
"If I have then good to see you again." He looks at the bottles "Could you do me a favor?"
The sand turns back into Ace "Yep, it's good ol Ace."
"Sure."
"Nice to meet you again, Ace! This place has been really quiet the last few weeks, hasn't it?"
“Drink this bottle. I want to see what happens.” He hands him the bottle.
“Yeah it has hasn’t it? It’s like something is keeping people from leaving their rooms or something.”
"Uh, OK." Xavier takes a swig from the bottle.
"Yeah... I had a weird dream last night. Me, Xavier and Henri were in some sort of tavern called the 'Dead Threads Inn' and there was a bunch of like, elves and demons and what looked like a humanoid tortoise there! Xavier had the same dream, oddly enough."
Would you mind rolling a d100 for me. If you do get a nat 100, Xavier develops a second anomaly.
He rubs his chin “That’s crazy, I’ve seen some insane stuff myself, but maybe I should ask Henri if he saw the same thing in a dream.” He shrugs “At least that dream isn’t real right?”
"Woah, OK. That tasted a bit weird..." 91
"I hope not." Arrabella puts down her weights and sits down.
Henri curses under his breath “Didn’t work. Maybe next time. Anyway what was that weird dream about?”
“Ah as long as we’ve got each other we’ll be fine.” He says going back to the bench press that almost crushed him.
Xavier gives Henri a confused look. "The dream? What, the one about the inn and threads and stuff?"
Arrabella doesn't reply to this. Unknown to ace, she's attempting to figure out what, out of two quite different options, Ace is meaning by that sentence.
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
"Oh, yes. You're Ace, right? I recognize that anomaly."
"If I have then good to see you again." He looks at the bottles "Could you do me a favor?"
The sand turns back into Ace "Yep, it's good ol Ace."
"Sure."
"Nice to meet you again, Ace! This place has been really quiet the last few weeks, hasn't it?"
“Drink this bottle. I want to see what happens.” He hands him the bottle.
“Yeah it has hasn’t it? It’s like something is keeping people from leaving their rooms or something.”
"Uh, OK." Xavier takes a swig from the bottle.
"Yeah... I had a weird dream last night. Me, Xavier and Henri were in some sort of tavern called the 'Dead Threads Inn' and there was a bunch of like, elves and demons and what looked like a humanoid tortoise there! Xavier had the same dream, oddly enough."
Would you mind rolling a d100 for me. If you do get a nat 100, Xavier develops a second anomaly.
He rubs his chin “That’s crazy, I’ve seen some insane stuff myself, but maybe I should ask Henri if he saw the same thing in a dream.” He shrugs “At least that dream isn’t real right?”
"Woah, OK. That tasted a bit weird..." 91
"I hope not." Arrabella puts down her weights and sits down.
Henri curses under his breath “Didn’t work. Maybe next time. Anyway what was that weird dream about?”
“Ah as long as we’ve got each other we’ll be fine.” He says going back to the bench press that almost crushed him.
Xavier gives Henri a confused look. "The dream? What, the one about the inn and threads and stuff?"
Arrabella doesn't reply to this. Unknown to ace, she's attempting to figure out what, out of two quite different options, Ace is meaning by that sentence.
“Yeah whatever that was, I mean it was like we had died or something.” He says confused “And suddenly we are back here like nothing happened.”
Ace continues his workout as if he said nothing at all, the bench press beginning to strain under the combined weight, Ace grunting with every push.
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Henri comes by, listening to Reggae, holding strange liquids.
Ace is also in the gym, benching much more than anyone should be.
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
Xavier stands it a bit, before coming to the door. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT RACKET?!" *Xavier is not a music guy*
arrabella looks over. "...You sure that that's... safe?"
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
Henri stops and turns "It's called music, a masterpiece as a matter of fact!" He puts the bottles at his belt.
He turns his head and smiles "I'll be fine, if I'm not strong enough I'll just let it land on 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
Xavier groans. "Could you at least turn the volume down?" He eyes the bottles.
Arrabella looks slightly alarmed. "THAT much weight, and youd let it just fall on you? That could crush you! Depending on your anomaly, of course."
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
"I could I suppose. Aren't you the lightning guy?" He pauses the music for the moment.
He smirks and lets go of the weight, it crashes down on him with an explosion of sound, sand flying everywhere as his body collapses.
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
"Yes. Xavier. I think we might have met before."
"Oh, yes. You're Ace, right? I recognize that anomaly."
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
"If I have then good to see you again." He looks at the bottles "Could you do me a favor?"
The sand turns back into Ace "Yep, it's good ol Ace."
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
*Boink.*
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
*Boinky boink.*
*hello there, people who surprisingly still care. I am going to actually play on this today I think*
Cherry is in the rec room, reading a Cosmo magazine
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Shawn walks into the room, his Afro spikier than normal as static fills the room.
*So sad to watch this thread die.*
"Sure."
"Nice to meet you again, Ace! This place has been really quiet the last few weeks, hasn't it?"
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
“Drink this bottle. I want to see what happens.” He hands him the bottle.
“Yeah it has hasn’t it? It’s like something is keeping people from leaving their rooms or something.”
"Uh, OK." Xavier takes a swig from the bottle.
"Yeah... I had a weird dream last night. Me, Xavier and Henri were in some sort of tavern called the 'Dead Threads Inn' and there was a bunch of like, elves and demons and what looked like a humanoid tortoise there! Xavier had the same dream, oddly enough."
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
Would you mind rolling a d100 for me. If you do get a nat 100, Xavier develops a second anomaly.
He rubs his chin “That’s crazy, I’ve seen some insane stuff myself, but maybe I should ask Henri if he saw the same thing in a dream.” He shrugs “At least that dream isn’t real right?”
"Woah, OK. That tasted a bit weird..." 40
"I hope not." Arrabella puts down her weights and sits down.
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
*Damn, a 91. Really close*
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
Henri curses under his breath “Didn’t work. Maybe next time. Anyway what was that weird dream about?”
“Ah as long as we’ve got each other we’ll be fine.” He says going back to the bench press that almost crushed him.
Xavier gives Henri a confused look. "The dream? What, the one about the inn and threads and stuff?"
Arrabella doesn't reply to this. Unknown to ace, she's attempting to figure out what, out of two quite different options, Ace is meaning by that sentence.
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
“Yeah whatever that was, I mean it was like we had died or something.” He says confused “And suddenly we are back here like nothing happened.”
Ace continues his workout as if he said nothing at all, the bench press beginning to strain under the combined weight, Ace grunting with every push.