Raphael killed his ex-girlfriend when she tried slipping stolen items into his pockets. He can’t remember if the murder was intentional or not
His mother died and he was able to capture her spirit in a locket. When he was passed out drunk once someone came along and stole it. It’s his life mission to find it and that’s the only reason he tolerates Kaf, cause he knows that Kaf can locate it.
Casey drops to Raphael’s level and grins. “That’s interesting…”
*Raphael does not know that he’s seen these*
Raphael narrows his eyes. “What’s interesting. That I lost? I’m sure you’ll survive. No need to cry over it.” Raphael is obviously annoyed, resulting in petty insults that mostly backfire. Kaf sighs loudly.
*If Casey can maintain this conversation for a little bit longer he’ll learn what Raphael’s greatest desire is, but he basically already has.*
Casey scratches his chin and his orange eye glows, when it does so a voice comes from it, like it’s replaying off of a radio. It says “No making deals with my employees STATIC No, if they’re in here, no.” Casey grins widely and cackles.
Kaf raises an eyebrow and whispers in Raphael’s ear, “this kid is creepy…”
rapahel shrugs Kaf off. “He’s getting on my nerves, that’s for sure. What the hell does he mean by ‘employees?’”
*I have to get offline now but I’ll respond tomorrow morning*
“Sorry, I was reminding myself of what my boss said. He ain’t the biggest fan of my deals, but I found some loopholes in our agreement.” Casey winks. “Don’t tell him.”
Raphael frowns, but Kaf can’t seem to hold back a laugh. “Hah! Loopholes. I love them. That is, until others start mentioning ‘morals’, or whatever. Like I care.”
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Stalking towards the theatre is a man. He's got long-ish, messy grey hair, purple eyes, and is wearing clothing suggesting he's from a high-ish station. He is carrying what appears to be a net wrapped around a hand crossbow, and he looks weather-beaten and a bit fed up.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Tarow is setting up for a reading, lighting incense and polishing a small crystal ball.
There’s a loud bang and a girl falls into the room. Wincing, she stumbles to her feet, using the palms of her hands to push her hair back up. Her right cheek is covered with a large bandaid that has a little bit of blood oozing from the outside. In her hands she grips a large stick with two outward facing curved blades and a spike at the tip — a rather impractical weapon but one fit for looks. She glances towards Tarow and blushes. “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to burst in um….what are you doing?”
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Tarow is setting up for a reading, lighting incense and polishing a small crystal ball.
There’s a loud bang and a girl falls into the room. Wincing, she stumbles to her feet, using the palms of her hands to push her hair back up. Her right cheek is covered with a large bandaid that has a little bit of blood oozing from the outside. In her hands she grips a large stick with two outward facing curved blades and a spike at the tip — a rather impractical weapon but one fit for looks. She glances towards Tarow and blushes. “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to burst in um….what are you doing?”
*Tarow is a white furred gnoll btw* Tarow winces at the bang, setting down the crystal ball and turning slowly. She looks tired. “Preparing for a reading of the future. You see, I struck a deal… never mind. Who are you?”
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
Stalking towards the theatre is a man. He's got long-ish, messy grey hair, purple eyes, and is wearing clothing suggesting he's from a high-ish station. He is carrying what appears to be a net wrapped around a hand crossbow, and he looks weather-beaten and a bit fed up.
*Just in case no-one noticed*
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Stalking towards the theatre is a man. He's got long-ish, messy grey hair, purple eyes, and is wearing clothing suggesting he's from a high-ish station. He is carrying what appears to be a net wrapped around a hand crossbow, and he looks weather-beaten and a bit fed up.
*Just in case no-one noticed*
"Sirw! Sirw!"
A small boy runs forward, a large bag almost twice his size dragging along the ground. Papers stick out from one open side and fall out, leaving a paper trail. The boy has a tiny hat that squeezes the top of his head into almost a triangle shape. He has two large front teeth that stick out of his mouth, rather limiting his pronunciation. His eyes are like pools of slime, wobbly and shaky as he reaches the theatre man. He paused and pants loudly before wiping his nose on his oversized sleeve, a string of snot connecting the two. With his other arm he holds up a paper. "Sirw, fis is fwor you."
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Tarow is setting up for a reading, lighting incense and polishing a small crystal ball.
There’s a loud bang and a girl falls into the room. Wincing, she stumbles to her feet, using the palms of her hands to push her hair back up. Her right cheek is covered with a large bandaid that has a little bit of blood oozing from the outside. In her hands she grips a large stick with two outward facing curved blades and a spike at the tip — a rather impractical weapon but one fit for looks. She glances towards Tarow and blushes. “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to burst in um….what are you doing?”
*Tarow is a white furred gnoll btw* Tarow winces at the bang, setting down the crystal ball and turning slowly. She looks tired. “Preparing for a reading of the future. You see, I struck a deal… never mind. Who are you?”
The girl scratches her head and looks around. "Fuyuki. That's my name." She glanced back at Tarrow. "how did I get here? Is this punishment for killing the president? I really had no choice, you gotta believe me. He was the one who sent out all the zombies to begin with!! I had to do it, there was no other option!"
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Stalking towards the theatre is a man. He's got long-ish, messy grey hair, purple eyes, and is wearing clothing suggesting he's from a high-ish station. He is carrying what appears to be a net wrapped around a hand crossbow, and he looks weather-beaten and a bit fed up.
"Sirw! Sirw!"
A small boy runs forward, a large bag almost twice his size dragging along the ground. Papers stick out from one open side and fall out, leaving a paper trail. The boy has a tiny hat that squeezes the top of his head into almost a triangle shape. He has two large front teeth that stick out of his mouth, rather limiting his pronunciation. His eyes are like pools of slime, wobbly and shaky as he reaches the theatre man. He paused and pants loudly before wiping his nose on his oversized sleeve, a string of snot connecting the two. With his other arm he holds up a paper. "Sirw, fis is fwor you."
The man takes the paper, slightly confused, and begins to read.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Tarow is setting up for a reading, lighting incense and polishing a small crystal ball.
There’s a loud bang and a girl falls into the room. Wincing, she stumbles to her feet, using the palms of her hands to push her hair back up. Her right cheek is covered with a large bandaid that has a little bit of blood oozing from the outside. In her hands she grips a large stick with two outward facing curved blades and a spike at the tip — a rather impractical weapon but one fit for looks. She glances towards Tarow and blushes. “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to burst in um….what are you doing?”
*Tarow is a white furred gnoll btw* Tarow winces at the bang, setting down the crystal ball and turning slowly. She looks tired. “Preparing for a reading of the future. You see, I struck a deal… never mind. Who are you?”
The girl scratches her head and looks around. "Fuyuki. That's my name." She glanced back at Tarrow. "how did I get here? Is this punishment for killing the president? I really had no choice, you gotta believe me. He was the one who sent out all the zombies to begin with!! I had to do it, there was no other option!"
*sheesh*
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Tarow is setting up for a reading, lighting incense and polishing a small crystal ball.
There’s a loud bang and a girl falls into the room. Wincing, she stumbles to her feet, using the palms of her hands to push her hair back up. Her right cheek is covered with a large bandaid that has a little bit of blood oozing from the outside. In her hands she grips a large stick with two outward facing curved blades and a spike at the tip — a rather impractical weapon but one fit for looks. She glances towards Tarow and blushes. “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to burst in um….what are you doing?”
*Tarow is a white furred gnoll btw* Tarow winces at the bang, setting down the crystal ball and turning slowly. She looks tired. “Preparing for a reading of the future. You see, I struck a deal… never mind. Who are you?”
The girl scratches her head and looks around. "Fuyuki. That's my name." She glanced back at Tarrow. "how did I get here? Is this punishment for killing the president? I really had no choice, you gotta believe me. He was the one who sent out all the zombies to begin with!! I had to do it, there was no other option!"
Tarow scratches an ear, earring jangling, seeming to consider Fuyuki. “This is a theater. I suspect that the fact you killed a president plays little part in why you are here. Whether or not you had to do it, I cannot say…. Or I can, actually, but not at present. I could help you. You do seem somewhat lost. Perhaps I could give you a reading.” She gestures to the fortune telling items on the table.
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
Stalking towards the theatre is a man. He's got long-ish, messy grey hair, purple eyes, and is wearing clothing suggesting he's from a high-ish station. He is carrying what appears to be a net wrapped around a hand crossbow, and he looks weather-beaten and a bit fed up.
"Sirw! Sirw!"
A small boy runs forward, a large bag almost twice his size dragging along the ground. Papers stick out from one open side and fall out, leaving a paper trail. The boy has a tiny hat that squeezes the top of his head into almost a triangle shape. He has two large front teeth that stick out of his mouth, rather limiting his pronunciation. His eyes are like pools of slime, wobbly and shaky as he reaches the theatre man. He paused and pants loudly before wiping his nose on his oversized sleeve, a string of snot connecting the two. With his other arm he holds up a paper. "Sirw, fis is fwor you."
The man takes the paper, slightly confused, and begins to read.
*Boop*
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Tarow is setting up for a reading, lighting incense and polishing a small crystal ball.
There’s a loud bang and a girl falls into the room. Wincing, she stumbles to her feet, using the palms of her hands to push her hair back up. Her right cheek is covered with a large bandaid that has a little bit of blood oozing from the outside. In her hands she grips a large stick with two outward facing curved blades and a spike at the tip — a rather impractical weapon but one fit for looks. She glances towards Tarow and blushes. “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to burst in um….what are you doing?”
*Tarow is a white furred gnoll btw* Tarow winces at the bang, setting down the crystal ball and turning slowly. She looks tired. “Preparing for a reading of the future. You see, I struck a deal… never mind. Who are you?”
The girl scratches her head and looks around. "Fuyuki. That's my name." She glanced back at Tarrow. "how did I get here? Is this punishment for killing the president? I really had no choice, you gotta believe me. He was the one who sent out all the zombies to begin with!! I had to do it, there was no other option!"
Tarow scratches an ear, earring jangling, seeming to consider Fuyuki. “This is a theater. I suspect that the fact you killed a president plays little part in why you are here. Whether or not you had to do it, I cannot say…. Or I can, actually, but not at present. I could help you. You do seem somewhat lost. Perhaps I could give you a reading.” She gestures to the fortune telling items on the table.
Fuyuki hesitates before smiling. "sure. Why not. But before we get too far...what's your name?"
*Idk why but tarow is kinda giving off mom energy???*
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Stalking towards the theatre is a man. He's got long-ish, messy grey hair, purple eyes, and is wearing clothing suggesting he's from a high-ish station. He is carrying what appears to be a net wrapped around a hand crossbow, and he looks weather-beaten and a bit fed up.
"Sirw! Sirw!"
A small boy runs forward, a large bag almost twice his size dragging along the ground. Papers stick out from one open side and fall out, leaving a paper trail. The boy has a tiny hat that squeezes the top of his head into almost a triangle shape. He has two large front teeth that stick out of his mouth, rather limiting his pronunciation. His eyes are like pools of slime, wobbly and shaky as he reaches the theatre man. He paused and pants loudly before wiping his nose on his oversized sleeve, a string of snot connecting the two. With his other arm he holds up a paper. "Sirw, fis is fwor you."
The man takes the paper, slightly confused, and begins to read.
The boy pants again. "you swee sirw, fhat paperw is fhe worwdls fwinesf."
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Stalking towards the theatre is a man. He's got long-ish, messy grey hair, purple eyes, and is wearing clothing suggesting he's from a high-ish station. He is carrying what appears to be a net wrapped around a hand crossbow, and he looks weather-beaten and a bit fed up.
"Sirw! Sirw!"
A small boy runs forward, a large bag almost twice his size dragging along the ground. Papers stick out from one open side and fall out, leaving a paper trail. The boy has a tiny hat that squeezes the top of his head into almost a triangle shape. He has two large front teeth that stick out of his mouth, rather limiting his pronunciation. His eyes are like pools of slime, wobbly and shaky as he reaches the theatre man. He paused and pants loudly before wiping his nose on his oversized sleeve, a string of snot connecting the two. With his other arm he holds up a paper. "Sirw, fis is fwor you."
The man takes the paper, slightly confused, and begins to read.
The boy pants again. "you swee sirw, fhat paperw is fhe worwdls fwinesf."
"OK..." He says. He reads. What are the headlines?
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Tarow is setting up for a reading, lighting incense and polishing a small crystal ball.
There’s a loud bang and a girl falls into the room. Wincing, she stumbles to her feet, using the palms of her hands to push her hair back up. Her right cheek is covered with a large bandaid that has a little bit of blood oozing from the outside. In her hands she grips a large stick with two outward facing curved blades and a spike at the tip — a rather impractical weapon but one fit for looks. She glances towards Tarow and blushes. “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to burst in um….what are you doing?”
*Tarow is a white furred gnoll btw* Tarow winces at the bang, setting down the crystal ball and turning slowly. She looks tired. “Preparing for a reading of the future. You see, I struck a deal… never mind. Who are you?”
The girl scratches her head and looks around. "Fuyuki. That's my name." She glanced back at Tarrow. "how did I get here? Is this punishment for killing the president? I really had no choice, you gotta believe me. He was the one who sent out all the zombies to begin with!! I had to do it, there was no other option!"
Tarow scratches an ear, earring jangling, seeming to consider Fuyuki. “This is a theater. I suspect that the fact you killed a president plays little part in why you are here. Whether or not you had to do it, I cannot say…. Or I can, actually, but not at present. I could help you. You do seem somewhat lost. Perhaps I could give you a reading.” She gestures to the fortune telling items on the table.
Fuyuki hesitates before smiling. "sure. Why not. But before we get too far...what's your name?"
*Idk why but tarow is kinda giving off mom energy???*
*for a gnoll, she’s extremely docile and calm, so I can kinda see that*
”Tarow. A direct translation from my clan name.” She lays out tarokka cards and some bones and shells. “So… what kind of reading? A casting, a scry into the crystal ball, or perhaps a reading from this deck? Will it be past, present, or future? Perhaps some of all?”
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
Stalking towards the theatre is a man. He's got long-ish, messy grey hair, purple eyes, and is wearing clothing suggesting he's from a high-ish station. He is carrying what appears to be a net wrapped around a hand crossbow, and he looks weather-beaten and a bit fed up.
"Sirw! Sirw!"
A small boy runs forward, a large bag almost twice his size dragging along the ground. Papers stick out from one open side and fall out, leaving a paper trail. The boy has a tiny hat that squeezes the top of his head into almost a triangle shape. He has two large front teeth that stick out of his mouth, rather limiting his pronunciation. His eyes are like pools of slime, wobbly and shaky as he reaches the theatre man. He paused and pants loudly before wiping his nose on his oversized sleeve, a string of snot connecting the two. With his other arm he holds up a paper. "Sirw, fis is fwor you."
The man takes the paper, slightly confused, and begins to read.
The boy pants again. "you swee sirw, fhat paperw is fhe worwdls fwinesf."
"OK..." He says. He reads. What are the headlines?
The boy freezes. "um, sirw? Can you twell me what fhe headwhines say forw you? It's differwent forw efeyone..." He pulls out a paper and sits down. "Swee, mine says 'boy werens *learns* to spek norwmawwy." He sets down the paper and giggles, snot bubbles appearing out of his nose. "it twells us whaf we wanf fhe mostf."
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Tarow is setting up for a reading, lighting incense and polishing a small crystal ball.
There’s a loud bang and a girl falls into the room. Wincing, she stumbles to her feet, using the palms of her hands to push her hair back up. Her right cheek is covered with a large bandaid that has a little bit of blood oozing from the outside. In her hands she grips a large stick with two outward facing curved blades and a spike at the tip — a rather impractical weapon but one fit for looks. She glances towards Tarow and blushes. “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to burst in um….what are you doing?”
*Tarow is a white furred gnoll btw* Tarow winces at the bang, setting down the crystal ball and turning slowly. She looks tired. “Preparing for a reading of the future. You see, I struck a deal… never mind. Who are you?”
The girl scratches her head and looks around. "Fuyuki. That's my name." She glanced back at Tarrow. "how did I get here? Is this punishment for killing the president? I really had no choice, you gotta believe me. He was the one who sent out all the zombies to begin with!! I had to do it, there was no other option!"
Tarow scratches an ear, earring jangling, seeming to consider Fuyuki. “This is a theater. I suspect that the fact you killed a president plays little part in why you are here. Whether or not you had to do it, I cannot say…. Or I can, actually, but not at present. I could help you. You do seem somewhat lost. Perhaps I could give you a reading.” She gestures to the fortune telling items on the table.
Fuyuki hesitates before smiling. "sure. Why not. But before we get too far...what's your name?"
*Idk why but tarow is kinda giving off mom energy???*
*for a gnoll, she’s extremely docile and calm, so I can kinda see that*
”Tarow. A direct translation from my clan name.” She lays out tarokka cards and some bones and shells. “So… what kind of reading? A casting, a scry into the crystal ball, or perhaps a reading from this deck? Will it be past, present, or future? Perhaps some of all?”
Fuyuki smiles, seeming excited. "hmm, let's go with the future. I want to see if the zombies come back or if I get labeled as a hero. Also I'll do the scry into the crystal ball, cause that sounds cool."
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
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.
Stalking towards the theatre is a man. He's got long-ish, messy grey hair, purple eyes, and is wearing clothing suggesting he's from a high-ish station. He is carrying what appears to be a net wrapped around a hand crossbow, and he looks weather-beaten and a bit fed up.
"Sirw! Sirw!"
A small boy runs forward, a large bag almost twice his size dragging along the ground. Papers stick out from one open side and fall out, leaving a paper trail. The boy has a tiny hat that squeezes the top of his head into almost a triangle shape. He has two large front teeth that stick out of his mouth, rather limiting his pronunciation. His eyes are like pools of slime, wobbly and shaky as he reaches the theatre man. He paused and pants loudly before wiping his nose on his oversized sleeve, a string of snot connecting the two. With his other arm he holds up a paper. "Sirw, fis is fwor you."
The man takes the paper, slightly confused, and begins to read.
The boy pants again. "you swee sirw, fhat paperw is fhe worwdls fwinesf."
"OK..." He says. He reads. What are the headlines?
The boy freezes. "um, sirw? Can you twell me what fhe headwhines say forw you? It's differwent forw efeyone..." He pulls out a paper and sits down. "Swee, mine says 'boy werens *learns* to spek norwmawwy." He sets down the paper and giggles, snot bubbles appearing out of his nose. "it twells us whaf we wanf fhe mostf."
He looks at the paper.
*for elliote's eyes ONLY:*
The headlines for him are:
MAN IS CURED FROM HORRIFIC CURSE
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
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Raphael frowns, but Kaf can’t seem to hold back a laugh. “Hah! Loopholes. I love them. That is, until others start mentioning ‘morals’, or whatever. Like I care.”
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
Tarow is setting up for a reading, lighting incense and polishing a small crystal ball.
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
Stalking towards the theatre is a man. He's got long-ish, messy grey hair, purple eyes, and is wearing clothing suggesting he's from a high-ish station. He is carrying what appears to be a net wrapped around a hand crossbow, and he looks weather-beaten and a bit fed up.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
There’s a loud bang and a girl falls into the room. Wincing, she stumbles to her feet, using the palms of her hands to push her hair back up. Her right cheek is covered with a large bandaid that has a little bit of blood oozing from the outside. In her hands she grips a large stick with two outward facing curved blades and a spike at the tip — a rather impractical weapon but one fit for looks. She glances towards Tarow and blushes. “Oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to burst in um….what are you doing?”
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
*Tarow is a white furred gnoll btw*
Tarow winces at the bang, setting down the crystal ball and turning slowly. She looks tired. “Preparing for a reading of the future. You see, I struck a deal… never mind. Who are you?”
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
*Just in case no-one noticed*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
"Sirw! Sirw!"
A small boy runs forward, a large bag almost twice his size dragging along the ground. Papers stick out from one open side and fall out, leaving a paper trail. The boy has a tiny hat that squeezes the top of his head into almost a triangle shape. He has two large front teeth that stick out of his mouth, rather limiting his pronunciation. His eyes are like pools of slime, wobbly and shaky as he reaches the theatre man. He paused and pants loudly before wiping his nose on his oversized sleeve, a string of snot connecting the two. With his other arm he holds up a paper. "Sirw, fis is fwor you."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
The girl scratches her head and looks around. "Fuyuki. That's my name." She glanced back at Tarrow. "how did I get here? Is this punishment for killing the president? I really had no choice, you gotta believe me. He was the one who sent out all the zombies to begin with!! I had to do it, there was no other option!"
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
The man takes the paper, slightly confused, and begins to read.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
*sheesh*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
Tarow scratches an ear, earring jangling, seeming to consider Fuyuki. “This is a theater. I suspect that the fact you killed a president plays little part in why you are here. Whether or not you had to do it, I cannot say…. Or I can, actually, but not at present. I could help you. You do seem somewhat lost. Perhaps I could give you a reading.” She gestures to the fortune telling items on the table.
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
*Boop*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
Fuyuki hesitates before smiling. "sure. Why not. But before we get too far...what's your name?"
*Idk why but tarow is kinda giving off mom energy???*
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
The boy pants again. "you swee sirw, fhat paperw is fhe worwdls fwinesf."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
"OK..." He says. He reads. What are the headlines?
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
*for a gnoll, she’s extremely docile and calm, so I can kinda see that*
”Tarow. A direct translation from my clan name.” She lays out tarokka cards and some bones and shells. “So… what kind of reading? A casting, a scry into the crystal ball, or perhaps a reading from this deck? Will it be past, present, or future? Perhaps some of all?”
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
The boy freezes. "um, sirw? Can you twell me what fhe headwhines say forw you? It's differwent forw efeyone..." He pulls out a paper and sits down. "Swee, mine says 'boy werens *learns* to spek norwmawwy." He sets down the paper and giggles, snot bubbles appearing out of his nose. "it twells us whaf we wanf fhe mostf."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
Fuyuki smiles, seeming excited. "hmm, let's go with the future. I want to see if the zombies come back or if I get labeled as a hero. Also I'll do the scry into the crystal ball, cause that sounds cool."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
*HOLY [GP] CASEY NEEDS TO TALK TO THIS KID*
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
He looks at the paper.
*for elliote's eyes ONLY:*
The headlines for him are:
MAN IS CURED FROM HORRIFIC CURSE
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.