Fuyuki is standing outside trying to light a cigarette with a match but failing to do so.
The new man (whose name still hasn't been asked yet) comes up to her. He's still holding his lantern. "Do you not have a lighter?" He asks.
Fuyuki jumps, dropping her match and nearly catching her skirt on fire. Embarrassed, she stomps out the match and sighs. "Yeah. I've never even held one before. They weren't permitted where I come from." She pauses before mustering a small smile. "I have another cigarette if you're willing to share a lighter..."
"I don't have one. I don't smoke. Sorry." He says. "I don't believe we have met. What is your name?"
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
Fuyuki is standing outside trying to light a cigarette with a match but failing to do so.
The new man (whose name still hasn't been asked yet) comes up to her. He's still holding his lantern. "Do you not have a lighter?" He asks.
Fuyuki jumps, dropping her match and nearly catching her skirt on fire. Embarrassed, she stomps out the match and sighs. "Yeah. I've never even held one before. They weren't permitted where I come from." She pauses before mustering a small smile. "I have another cigarette if you're willing to share a lighter..."
"I don't have one. I don't smoke. Sorry." He says. "I don't believe we have met. What is your name?"
The cigarette in the side of Fuyuki's mouth droops a bit when she hear's he doesn't have a lighter, but pops back up when she smiles. She stretches out a hand to shake the strangers. "All good. I'm Fuyuki. Zombie hunter. The world's best. And what about 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
Fuyuki is standing outside trying to light a cigarette with a match but failing to do so.
The new man (whose name still hasn't been asked yet) comes up to her. He's still holding his lantern. "Do you not have a lighter?" He asks.
Fuyuki jumps, dropping her match and nearly catching her skirt on fire. Embarrassed, she stomps out the match and sighs. "Yeah. I've never even held one before. They weren't permitted where I come from." She pauses before mustering a small smile. "I have another cigarette if you're willing to share a lighter..."
"I don't have one. I don't smoke. Sorry." He says. "I don't believe we have met. What is your name?"
The cigarette in the side of Fuyuki's mouth droops a bit when she hear's he doesn't have a lighter, but pops back up when she smiles. She stretches out a hand to shake the strangers. "All good. I'm Fuyuki. Zombie hunter. The world's best. And what about you?"
"Judican. I have a similar profession to you, as a monster hunter. I believe we may get along." He has an old-fashioned way of speaking, and wears very old-fashioned clothes.
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
Fuyuki is standing outside trying to light a cigarette with a match but failing to do so.
The new man (whose name still hasn't been asked yet) comes up to her. He's still holding his lantern. "Do you not have a lighter?" He asks.
Fuyuki jumps, dropping her match and nearly catching her skirt on fire. Embarrassed, she stomps out the match and sighs. "Yeah. I've never even held one before. They weren't permitted where I come from." She pauses before mustering a small smile. "I have another cigarette if you're willing to share a lighter..."
"I don't have one. I don't smoke. Sorry." He says. "I don't believe we have met. What is your name?"
The cigarette in the side of Fuyuki's mouth droops a bit when she hear's he doesn't have a lighter, but pops back up when she smiles. She stretches out a hand to shake the strangers. "All good. I'm Fuyuki. Zombie hunter. The world's best. And what about you?"
"Judican. I have a similar profession to you, as a monster hunter. I believe we may get along." He has an old-fashioned way of speaking, and wears very old-fashioned clothes.
Fuyuki nods and grins again. "Hm, interesting. And how did you come about monster hunting?"
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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
Fuyuki is standing outside trying to light a cigarette with a match but failing to do so.
The new man (whose name still hasn't been asked yet) comes up to her. He's still holding his lantern. "Do you not have a lighter?" He asks.
Fuyuki jumps, dropping her match and nearly catching her skirt on fire. Embarrassed, she stomps out the match and sighs. "Yeah. I've never even held one before. They weren't permitted where I come from." She pauses before mustering a small smile. "I have another cigarette if you're willing to share a lighter..."
"I don't have one. I don't smoke. Sorry." He says. "I don't believe we have met. What is your name?"
The cigarette in the side of Fuyuki's mouth droops a bit when she hear's he doesn't have a lighter, but pops back up when she smiles. She stretches out a hand to shake the strangers. "All good. I'm Fuyuki. Zombie hunter. The world's best. And what about you?"
"Judican. I have a similar profession to you, as a monster hunter. I believe we may get along." He has an old-fashioned way of speaking, and wears very old-fashioned clothes.
Fuyuki nods and grins again. "Hm, interesting. And how did you come about monster hunting?"
"Actually, to be more precise, I hunt those who have a monstrous curse, such as were-beings and vampires. I have no desire for them to be like I am."
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
Fuyuki is standing outside trying to light a cigarette with a match but failing to do so.
The new man (whose name still hasn't been asked yet) comes up to her. He's still holding his lantern. "Do you not have a lighter?" He asks.
Fuyuki jumps, dropping her match and nearly catching her skirt on fire. Embarrassed, she stomps out the match and sighs. "Yeah. I've never even held one before. They weren't permitted where I come from." She pauses before mustering a small smile. "I have another cigarette if you're willing to share a lighter..."
"I don't have one. I don't smoke. Sorry." He says. "I don't believe we have met. What is your name?"
The cigarette in the side of Fuyuki's mouth droops a bit when she hear's he doesn't have a lighter, but pops back up when she smiles. She stretches out a hand to shake the strangers. "All good. I'm Fuyuki. Zombie hunter. The world's best. And what about you?"
"Judican. I have a similar profession to you, as a monster hunter. I believe we may get along." He has an old-fashioned way of speaking, and wears very old-fashioned clothes.
Fuyuki nods and grins again. "Hm, interesting. And how did you come about monster hunting?"
"Actually, to be more precise, I hunt those who have a monstrous curse, such as were-beings and vampires. I have no desire for them to be like I am."
*IM BACK*
Fuyuki is back to trying to light match, but all the sticks just break in half at the middle. "I was a zombie hunter, the best of the best. Only cause I nearly got turned into one." A flame appears and she rushes light her cigarette, this time succeeding. Fuyuki takes draft before continuing. "There was this sickness I got from being near the dead bodies. I didn't realize it at the time but they served to spread the disease and slowly turn people into zombies that way their brains didn't immediately rot. Supposed to make them more powerful. I got really really sick and couldnt control myself. Nearly killed Riku."
She pauses. "But I recovered. Almost. Still have a bit of a scar though." She taps the band-aid on her right cheek.
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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
Fuyuki is standing outside trying to light a cigarette with a match but failing to do so.
The new man (whose name still hasn't been asked yet) comes up to her. He's still holding his lantern. "Do you not have a lighter?" He asks.
Fuyuki jumps, dropping her match and nearly catching her skirt on fire. Embarrassed, she stomps out the match and sighs. "Yeah. I've never even held one before. They weren't permitted where I come from." She pauses before mustering a small smile. "I have another cigarette if you're willing to share a lighter..."
"I don't have one. I don't smoke. Sorry." He says. "I don't believe we have met. What is your name?"
The cigarette in the side of Fuyuki's mouth droops a bit when she hear's he doesn't have a lighter, but pops back up when she smiles. She stretches out a hand to shake the strangers. "All good. I'm Fuyuki. Zombie hunter. The world's best. And what about you?"
"Judican. I have a similar profession to you, as a monster hunter. I believe we may get along." He has an old-fashioned way of speaking, and wears very old-fashioned clothes.
Fuyuki nods and grins again. "Hm, interesting. And how did you come about monster hunting?"
"Actually, to be more precise, I hunt those who have a monstrous curse, such as were-beings and vampires. I have no desire for them to be like I am."
*IM BACK*
Fuyuki is back to trying to light match, but all the sticks just break in half at the middle. "I was a zombie hunter, the best of the best. Only cause I nearly got turned into one." A flame appears and she rushes light her cigarette, this time succeeding. Fuyuki takes draft before continuing. "There was this sickness I got from being near the dead bodies. I didn't realize it at the time but they served to spread the disease and slowly turn people into zombies that way their brains didn't immediately rot. Supposed to make them more powerful. I got really really sick and couldn't control myself. Nearly killed Riku."
She pauses. "But I recovered. Almost. Still have a bit of a scar though." She taps the band-aid on her right cheek.
"Is Riku a relation?" He asks.
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
She gives a chuckle. "He's my friend. We went our separate ways after it all ended...that doofus. The only reason he survived the first attack was cause he's an idiot and shot heavy sleeping medicine into his damn neck instead of his 'immunity concoction', which wouldn't have even worked anyways. Now's off somewhere on a secluded tropical wonderland to do research and mess around with island woman." Fuyuki's eyes tear up and she takes the cigarette from her mouth. "That doofus. That stupid [GP]ing doofus."
She gives a chuckle. "He's my friend. We went our separate ways after it all ended...that doofus. The only reason he survived the first attack was cause he's an idiot and shot heavy sleeping medicine into his damn neck instead of his 'immunity concoction', which wouldn't have even worked anyways. Now's off somewhere on a secluded tropical wonderland to do research and mess around with island woman." Fuyuki's eyes tear up and she takes the cigarette from her mouth. "That doofus. That stupid [GP]ing doofus."
"That is sad." He says. "I have had many sad moments in my long life, yet they are always different on the outside." He sighs.
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
She gives a chuckle. "He's my friend. We went our separate ways after it all ended...that doofus. The only reason he survived the first attack was cause he's an idiot and shot heavy sleeping medicine into his damn neck instead of his 'immunity concoction', which wouldn't have even worked anyways. Now's off somewhere on a secluded tropical wonderland to do research and mess around with island woman." Fuyuki's eyes tear up and she takes the cigarette from her mouth. "That doofus. That stupid [GP]ing doofus."
"That is sad." He says. "I have had many sad moments in my long life, yet they are always different on the outside." He sighs.
Fuyuki casts a sidelong glance at him. "What's your story?" She whispers.
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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
"I don't have one. I don't smoke. Sorry." He says. "I don't believe we have met. What is your name?"
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
The cigarette in the side of Fuyuki's mouth droops a bit when she hear's he doesn't have a lighter, but pops back up when she smiles. She stretches out a hand to shake the strangers. "All good. I'm Fuyuki. Zombie hunter. The world's best. And what about 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-)
"Judican. I have a similar profession to you, as a monster hunter. I believe we may get along." He has an old-fashioned way of speaking, and wears very old-fashioned clothes.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*I'm currently making Hero Forges of Tolkien characters*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
Fuyuki nods and grins again. "Hm, interesting. And how did you come about monster hunting?"
(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-)
*Alrighty. I have to hope on the call now, I'll be back whenever it finishes (so anywhere from 30 minutes to 2 hours...eh....)*
(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-)
"Actually, to be more precise, I hunt those who have a monstrous curse, such as were-beings and vampires. I have no desire for them to be like I am."
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*OK, bye!*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
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 Harvestman is outside, eating a Tarrasque.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
*What the h3ll!?!*
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
*There's no power limit.*
*The Harvestman is powerful enough to be a (Great Old One) Warlock Patron.*
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
Tarow stays safely indoors
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
*IM BACK*
Fuyuki is back to trying to light match, but all the sticks just break in half at the middle. "I was a zombie hunter, the best of the best. Only cause I nearly got turned into one." A flame appears and she rushes light her cigarette, this time succeeding. Fuyuki takes draft before continuing. "There was this sickness I got from being near the dead bodies. I didn't realize it at the time but they served to spread the disease and slowly turn people into zombies that way their brains didn't immediately rot. Supposed to make them more powerful. I got really really sick and couldnt control myself. Nearly killed Riku."
She pauses. "But I recovered. Almost. Still have a bit of a scar though." She taps the band-aid on her right cheek.
(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-)
"Is Riku a relation?" He asks.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
She gives a chuckle. "He's my friend. We went our separate ways after it all ended...that doofus. The only reason he survived the first attack was cause he's an idiot and shot heavy sleeping medicine into his damn neck instead of his 'immunity concoction', which wouldn't have even worked anyways. Now's off somewhere on a secluded tropical wonderland to do research and mess around with island woman." Fuyuki's eyes tear up and she takes the cigarette from her mouth. "That doofus. That stupid [GP]ing doofus."
(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-)
"That is sad." He says. "I have had many sad moments in my long life, yet they are always different on the outside." He sighs.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
Fuyuki casts a sidelong glance at him. "What's your story?" She whispers.
(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-)