The twins are pretty much awake at this point, having no idea where they ended up, but are trying to find a way back out. The little boy is weeping quietly, scared, while the little girl is holding his hand and trying to find the way out and back into the streets.
The door to the outside is the only door that is locked. All of the windows have curtains over them. Bellhops with symbols of eyes on their faces keep trying to make them comfortable, offering them things like toys and treats.
The girl seems less frightened of them but the little boy constantly hides behind his sister. "We want to go back outside!" She says to one of the bellhops.
"The door is locked, sorry. There's a courtyard if you want to go play. We even have a pool!"
She stamps her foot "Why?!". The little boy looks around be quickly averts his eyes.
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
The girl seems less frightened of them but the little boy constantly hides behind his sister. "We want to go back outside!" She says to one of the bellhops.
"The door is locked, sorry. There's a courtyard if you want to go play. We even have a pool!"
She stamps her foot "Why?!". The little boy looks around be quickly averts his eyes.
The room suddenly tilts sideways, but nothing other than the kids seems to be affected. "Do you really want to go back out to London? That hell? No. You don't. It's much safer here."
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I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
The girl seems less frightened of them but the little boy constantly hides behind his sister. "We want to go back outside!" She says to one of the bellhops.
"The door is locked, sorry. There's a courtyard if you want to go play. We even have a pool!"
She stamps her foot "Why?!". The little boy looks around be quickly averts his eyes.
The room suddenly tilts sideways, but nothing other than the kids seems to be affected. "Do you really want to go back out to London? That hell? No. You don't. It's much safer here."
They stare wordlessly in fear at the room tilting and cower back s little, tears forming in their eyes.
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
The girl seems less frightened of them but the little boy constantly hides behind his sister. "We want to go back outside!" She says to one of the bellhops.
"The door is locked, sorry. There's a courtyard if you want to go play. We even have a pool!"
She stamps her foot "Why?!". The little boy looks around be quickly averts his eyes.
The room suddenly tilts sideways, but nothing other than the kids seems to be affected. "Do you really want to go back out to London? That hell? No. You don't. It's much safer here."
They stare wordlessly in fear at the room tilting and cower back s little, tears forming in their eyes.
The man in the red suit stands on the ceiling. He wasn't there a second ago. "I'm trying so hard... but all I'm getting from you is fear. Why must you be so ungrateful? Your parents are dead. The world burns. Why won't you accept a little kindness?"
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I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
The girl seems less frightened of them but the little boy constantly hides behind his sister. "We want to go back outside!" She says to one of the bellhops.
"The door is locked, sorry. There's a courtyard if you want to go play. We even have a pool!"
She stamps her foot "Why?!". The little boy looks around be quickly averts his eyes.
The room suddenly tilts sideways, but nothing other than the kids seems to be affected. "Do you really want to go back out to London? That hell? No. You don't. It's much safer here."
They stare wordlessly in fear at the room tilting and cower back s little, tears forming in their eyes.
The man in the red suit stands on the ceiling. He wasn't there a second ago. "I'm trying so hard... but all I'm getting from you is fear. Why must you be so ungrateful? Your parents are dead. The world burns. Why won't you accept a little kindness?"
They both look down as if they had been slapped in the face. They stand close to each other, shifting from foot to foot, quiet now. "We're sorry.."
The man in the red suit stands on the ceiling. He wasn't there a second ago. "I'm trying so hard... but all I'm getting from you is fear. Why must you be so ungrateful? Your parents are dead. The world burns. Why won't you accept a little kindness?"
They both look down as if they had been slapped in the face. They stand close to each other, shifting from foot to foot, quiet now. "We're sorry.."
"Anything you want, right here. Name it. Anything." The building reorients leaving him in front of them and the building as it is 'supposed to be.'
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I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
The man in the red suit stands on the ceiling. He wasn't there a second ago. "I'm trying so hard... but all I'm getting from you is fear. Why must you be so ungrateful? Your parents are dead. The world burns. Why won't you accept a little kindness?"
They both look down as if they had been slapped in the face. They stand close to each other, shifting from foot to foot, quiet now. "We're sorry.."
"Anything you want, right here. Name it. Anything." The building reorients leaving him in front of them and the building as it is 'supposed to be.'
The little boy looks up, wringing his hands "Hungry.."
*Quick note. Feel free to absolute ruin these children lol XD*
*I have the urge to intro a rebellious punk tiefling to fight against the Order, then I remembered how often I use Tyrion... Time to intro Tyrion's prototype from 3 and a half years ago!*
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Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Recently designed this, based off my own outfits, but this character was originally based off of me a lot, especially in terms of aesthetic, and of course, the name.
A young tiefling is playing loud punk music at the mall, a sign next to her saying "Don't let them take your speech!" surrounded by graffiti reading similar slogans and logos.
Near the tiefling, a firearms dealership stands. A man walks out, apparently unarmed, and shouts over the music, "IF YOU WANT TO GET HEARD YOU CAN JUST TALK!!!"
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I am a Star Wars nerd who is obsessed with roleplay, sci-fi, and brutal murder.
Pronouns he/him. PM me the word tomato 🍅 or the word Banana 🍌
I am an Unstrikable Warrior, as drummer dictated. Do not waste your energy in attempts to strike me, for it will fail.
I am a knight of the fallen order, an undying saviour, a defeater of tyrants and a bane of evil.
Recently designed this, based off my own outfits, but this character was originally based off of me a lot, especially in terms of aesthetic, and of course, the name.
A young tiefling is playing loud punk music at the mall, a sign next to her saying "Don't let them take your speech!" surrounded by graffiti reading similar slogans and logos.
The little girl and boy watch them from the window of the hotel they are stuck in. They seem to be trying to get their attention.
Someone in the vehicle notices them, and it pulls over to the side of the road. Three men get out while 2 stay in the vehicle. They seem to all have varying guns and tactical gear. They move towards the building in a triangle formation. The one in the lead knocks on the door.
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16 / 16 / 16 Whether first or last, we're all traveling together.
Someone in the vehicle notices them, and it pulls over to the side of the road. Three men get out while 2 stay in the vehicle. They seem to all have varying guns and tactical gear. They move towards the building in a triangle formation. The one in the lead knocks on the door.
They bring a piece of paper to the window. It reads 'The door is locked. We can't get out.'
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"Is this hell?" "NOPE!" "Purgatory?" "ITS DEFINETLY PURGATORY! AIN'T NO WAY THIS IS HELL. HELL IS TOO STIMULATING!"
She stamps her foot "Why?!". The little boy looks around be quickly averts his eyes.
The room suddenly tilts sideways, but nothing other than the kids seems to be affected. "Do you really want to go back out to London? That hell? No. You don't. It's much safer here."
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
They stare wordlessly in fear at the room tilting and cower back s little, tears forming in their eyes.
The man in the red suit stands on the ceiling. He wasn't there a second ago. "I'm trying so hard... but all I'm getting from you is fear. Why must you be so ungrateful? Your parents are dead. The world burns. Why won't you accept a little kindness?"
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
They both look down as if they had been slapped in the face. They stand close to each other, shifting from foot to foot, quiet now. "We're sorry.."
"Anything you want, right here. Name it. Anything." The building reorients leaving him in front of them and the building as it is 'supposed to be.'
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
The little boy looks up, wringing his hands "Hungry.."
*Quick note. Feel free to absolute ruin these children lol XD*
*I have the urge to intro a rebellious punk tiefling to fight against the Order, then I remembered how often I use Tyrion... Time to intro Tyrion's prototype from 3 and a half years ago!*
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Recently designed this, based off my own outfits, but this character was originally based off of me a lot, especially in terms of aesthetic, and of course, the name.
A young tiefling is playing loud punk music at the mall, a sign next to her saying "Don't let them take your speech!" surrounded by graffiti reading similar slogans and logos.
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
Near the tiefling, a firearms dealership stands. A man walks out, apparently unarmed, and shouts over the music, "IF YOU WANT TO GET HEARD YOU CAN JUST TALK!!!"
I am a Star Wars nerd who is obsessed with roleplay, sci-fi, and brutal murder.
Pronouns he/him. PM me the word tomato 🍅 or the word Banana 🍌
I am an Unstrikable Warrior, as drummer dictated. Do not waste your energy in attempts to strike me, for it will fail.
I am a knight of the fallen order, an undying saviour, a defeater of tyrants and a bane of evil.
Guards stop the vehicle. One steps up, saying, "We'll need to check your vehicle, sir."
I am a Star Wars nerd who is obsessed with roleplay, sci-fi, and brutal murder.
Pronouns he/him. PM me the word tomato 🍅 or the word Banana 🍌
I am an Unstrikable Warrior, as drummer dictated. Do not waste your energy in attempts to strike me, for it will fail.
I am a knight of the fallen order, an undying saviour, a defeater of tyrants and a bane of evil.
The little girl and boy watch them from the window of the hotel they are stuck in. They seem to be trying to get their attention.
16 / 16 / 16 Whether first or last, we're all traveling together.
The little girl and boy watch them from the window of the hotel they are stuck in. They seem to be trying to get their attention.
Someone in the vehicle notices them, and it pulls over to the side of the road. Three men get out while 2 stay in the vehicle. They seem to all have varying guns and tactical gear. They move towards the building in a triangle formation. The one in the lead knocks on the door.
16 / 16 / 16 Whether first or last, we're all traveling together.
They bring a piece of paper to the window. It reads 'The door is locked. We can't get out.'
They hear a muffled conversation between the 3 men, then one yells through the door: "Back up away from the door!"
16 / 16 / 16 Whether first or last, we're all traveling together.
*We may need to wait for Baal because he runs the Hotel.*
*oh, I was just gonna blow out the lock and door handle with a shotgun lol*
16 / 16 / 16 Whether first or last, we're all traveling together.
*Have you been on the 7 Rings Bar? We could play there until he comes?*
16 / 16 / 16 Whether first or last, we're all traveling together.