After lying immobile on the theatre’s threshold for almost six hours, the figure stands up, their knees pointing inward as they sway slightly and pull back their hood. Their face is pale and skeletal, yet their mouth is stretched into a grin. “This… this’ll be fun.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"...You do not seem to understand how a conversation is supposed to work." He drops down onto the truss for the stage lights without so much as shaking it. "103."
Casey’s blue eye glows twice this time. He grins. His smile is unsettling. “I know how to have a conversation, but I’m doing something right now. You’re pretty old.”
"You are not a pleasant person. I do not think I wish to talk to you anymore." He drops to the floor.
Casey appears next to him. “Now hang on there, pal. What’s wrong with me?”
"You do not want to have an actual conversation with me. You are studying me for no apparent reason, and I did not consent to it."
Casey grins. “Just gettin to know ya.” His blue eye bow maintains a dim glow.
*Gregor now has to make a DC 19 Wis saving throw, or Casey learns of two details of Gregor’s life in a spoiler.*
Michaelangelo snarls "Casey." his eyes narrow "Leave Gregor alone."
Casey spins around. “He overpowered me anyway. I didn’t get enough charges before he caught on.”
Michaelangelo snarls "I don't care. You know stuff like that ain't allowed!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
After lying immobile on the theatre’s threshold for almost six hours, the figure stands up, their knees pointing inward as they sway slightly and pull back their hood. Their face is pale and skeletal, yet their mouth is stretched into a grin. “This… this’ll be fun.”
A spindly man wrapped in black cloth wearing an open sleeveless duster, cherubic mask, and oversized jeans drops from the ceiling. "Do you need help, sir?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"...You do not seem to understand how a conversation is supposed to work." He drops down onto the truss for the stage lights without so much as shaking it. "103."
Casey’s blue eye glows twice this time. He grins. His smile is unsettling. “I know how to have a conversation, but I’m doing something right now. You’re pretty old.”
"You are not a pleasant person. I do not think I wish to talk to you anymore." He drops to the floor.
Casey appears next to him. “Now hang on there, pal. What’s wrong with me?”
"You do not want to have an actual conversation with me. You are studying me for no apparent reason, and I did not consent to it."
Casey grins. “Just gettin to know ya.” His blue eye bow maintains a dim glow.
*Gregor now has to make a DC 19 Wis saving throw, or Casey learns of two details of Gregor’s life in a spoiler.*
Michaelangelo snarls "Casey." his eyes narrow "Leave Gregor alone."
Casey spins around. “He overpowered me anyway. I didn’t get enough charges before he caught on.”
Michaelangelo snarls "I don't care. You know stuff like that ain't allowed!"
“I was gonna make a deal with him! I coulda gave him whatever he wants, but he ruined it.”
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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.
Michaelangelo snarls "I don't care. You know stuff like that ain't allowed!"
“I was gonna make a deal with him! I coulda gave him whatever he wants, but he ruined it.”
Gregor looks up from his reading. "I don't think there is anything I want that you have."
Casey laughs. “I can give ya anything, for the right price.”
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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.
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.
Michaelangelo snarls "I don't care. You know stuff like that ain't allowed!"
“I was gonna make a deal with him! I coulda gave him whatever he wants, but he ruined it.”
Gregor looks up from his reading. "I don't think there is anything I want that you have."
Casey laughs. “I can give ya anything, for the right price.”
"CASEY." Michaelangelo barks, the lights in the theatre flicker "I am about one step away from dragging yer butt outta here and dumping you in the planes of Limbo. Stop making friggin' deals with Gregor, he don't want anything yer selling! Get that through yer skull for the love of the gods above. We are about to put on a show, and I want it to run smoothly without a bump. Got it?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
After lying immobile on the theatre’s threshold for almost six hours, the figure stands up, their knees pointing inward as they sway slightly and pull back their hood. Their face is pale and skeletal, yet their mouth is stretched into a grin. “This… this’ll be fun.”
A spindly man wrapped in black cloth wearing an open sleeveless duster, cherubic mask, and oversized jeans drops from the ceiling. "Do you need help, sir?"
“I am not quite sure where I am right now.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Casey is outside. “Really, I think I can. There’s never been something I can’t give. Alls ya gotta do i’d let me inside your head.”
Gregor is standing over a massive carcass of some sort of nightmarish beast. He opens his mouth wide, revealing it to take up almost the entirety of his head below his mask. He begins to dig into the horrifying creature, his long fingers and powerful jaws destroying flesh and bone as if they were nothing.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Michaelangelo snarls "I don't care. You know stuff like that ain't allowed!"
“I was gonna make a deal with him! I coulda gave him whatever he wants, but he ruined it.”
Gregor looks up from his reading. "I don't think there is anything I want that you have."
Casey laughs. “I can give ya anything, for the right price.”
"CASEY." Michaelangelo barks, the lights in the theatre flicker "I am about one step away from dragging yer butt outta here and dumping you in the planes of Limbo. Stop making friggin' deals with Gregor, he don't want anything yer selling! Get that through yer skull for the love of the gods above. We are about to put on a show, and I want it to run smoothly without a bump. Got it?"
Casey frowns. “Alright, alright, boss.” He floats away mumbling things about “Anything he wants” and “Almost had a sale”.
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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.
Casey is outside. “Really, I think I can. There’s never been something I can’t give. Alls ya gotta do i’d let me inside your head.”
Gregor is standing over a massive carcass of some sort of nightmarish beast. He opens his mouth wide, revealing it to take up almost the entirety of his head below his mask. He begins to dig into the horrifying creature, his long fingers and powerful jaws destroying flesh and bone as if they were nothing.
Casey sighs. “Listen, Mikey’s gettin on my tail. If ya ever change yer mind, just call my name.” He winks and disappears with a crack.
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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.
After lying immobile on the theatre’s threshold for almost six hours, the figure stands up, their knees pointing inward as they sway slightly and pull back their hood. Their face is pale and skeletal, yet their mouth is stretched into a grin. “This… this’ll be fun.”
A spindly man wrapped in black cloth wearing an open sleeveless duster, cherubic mask, and oversized jeans drops from the ceiling. "Do you need help, sir?"
“I am not quite sure where I am right now.”
"You are in a theatre at the moment. I'm not sure what else I can tell you. I'm new here too."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Wendigo how exactly will this show work? Also, if you ever need a helping hand around here, I’d be happy to help mod.*
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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.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
After lying immobile on the theatre’s threshold for almost six hours, the figure stands up, their knees pointing inward as they sway slightly and pull back their hood. Their face is pale and skeletal, yet their mouth is stretched into a grin. “This… this’ll be fun.”
A spindly man wrapped in black cloth wearing an open sleeveless duster, cherubic mask, and oversized jeans drops from the ceiling. "Do you need help, sir?"
“I am not quite sure where I am right now.”
"You are in a theatre at the moment. I'm not sure what else I can tell you. I'm new here too."
“Fair enou-“ the dhampir suddenly doubles up in pain.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Casey is sitting on the stage, summoning and dismissing several animals of different size and lethality.
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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.
TRON LIVES
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After lying immobile on the theatre’s threshold for almost six hours, the figure stands up, their knees pointing inward as they sway slightly and pull back their hood. Their face is pale and skeletal, yet their mouth is stretched into a grin. “This… this’ll be fun.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Really? You're reading my mind without permission, treating me as a book to be read. If you want to talk, talk."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Michaelangelo chuckles "Good kid."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Michaelangelo snarls "I don't care. You know stuff like that ain't allowed!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
A spindly man wrapped in black cloth wearing an open sleeveless duster, cherubic mask, and oversized jeans drops from the ceiling. "Do you need help, sir?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I was gonna make a deal with him! I coulda gave him whatever he wants, but he ruined it.”
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
Gregor looks up from his reading. "I don't think there is anything I want that you have."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Casey laughs. “I can give ya anything, for the right price.”
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
"Really, I don't think you can."
He stands up and goes outside.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Casey is outside. “Really, I think I can. There’s never been something I can’t give. Alls ya gotta do is let me inside your head.”
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
"CASEY." Michaelangelo barks, the lights in the theatre flicker "I am about one step away from dragging yer butt outta here and dumping you in the planes of Limbo. Stop making friggin' deals with Gregor, he don't want anything yer selling! Get that through yer skull for the love of the gods above. We are about to put on a show, and I want it to run smoothly without a bump. Got it?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“I am not quite sure where I am right now.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Gregor is standing over a massive carcass of some sort of nightmarish beast. He opens his mouth wide, revealing it to take up almost the entirety of his head below his mask. He begins to dig into the horrifying creature, his long fingers and powerful jaws destroying flesh and bone as if they were nothing.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Casey frowns. “Alright, alright, boss.” He floats away mumbling things about “Anything he wants” and “Almost had a sale”.
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
Casey sighs. “Listen, Mikey’s gettin on my tail. If ya ever change yer mind, just call my name.” He winks and disappears with a crack.
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
"You are in a theatre at the moment. I'm not sure what else I can tell you. I'm new here too."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Wendigo how exactly will this show work? Also, if you ever need a helping hand around here, I’d be happy to help mod.*
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
*hi*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
“Fair enou-“ the dhampir suddenly doubles up in pain.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*You have a character here, right?*
Casey is sitting on the stage, summoning and dismissing several animals of different size and lethality.
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