(Miwaku points at the man and the man has this glowing field around him)
*Cyrus*
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~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die)Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
"I've been called that many times." he hops out of the tree and follows him
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
He starts to think about things they could do or things he’s good at. Once again, it starts to cool down in the room.
“Hey hey hey can you warm up the temperature a bit?”
“Oh, uh um uh UH” He frantically attempts to control his ice powers. It doesn’t go very well. He sighs. “I sometimes kinda spiral. I can’t warm up, which means I can’t warm the room up.”
“Ah. Too bad its Fyra who has pyromancy and not me then” *gtg sorry…*
*shbshqianqonab you just got heeere*
He starts to rub his hands together and put them on his face. It warms the room up a little. “Maybe just stop hanging out with me for now.”
(Miwaku points at the man and the man has this glowing field around him)
*Cyrus*
*not dealing with that*
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
He starts to think about things they could do or things he’s good at. Once again, it starts to cool down in the room.
“Hey hey hey can you warm up the temperature a bit?”
“Oh, uh um uh UH” He frantically attempts to control his ice powers. It doesn’t go very well. He sighs. “I sometimes kinda spiral. I can’t warm up, which means I can’t warm the room up.”
“Ah. Too bad its Fyra who has pyromancy and not me then” *gtg sorry…*
*shbshqianqonab you just got heeere*
He starts to rub his hands together and put them on his face. It warms the room up a little. “Maybe just stop hanging out with me for now.”
“…ok…”
”if that’s what you want”
He shrugs. "It's gonna be cold for a while. It's not necessarily what I want, buuut..."
(Miwaku points at the man and the man has this glowing field around him)
*Cyrus*
*not dealing with that*
*fine, I'll go bother EJO*
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~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die)Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
He starts to think about things they could do or things he’s good at. Once again, it starts to cool down in the room.
“Hey hey hey can you warm up the temperature a bit?”
“Oh, uh um uh UH” He frantically attempts to control his ice powers. It doesn’t go very well. He sighs. “I sometimes kinda spiral. I can’t warm up, which means I can’t warm the room up.”
“Ah. Too bad its Fyra who has pyromancy and not me then” *gtg sorry…*
*shbshqianqonab you just got heeere*
He starts to rub his hands together and put them on his face. It warms the room up a little. “Maybe just stop hanging out with me for now.”
“…ok…”
”if that’s what you want”
He shrugs. "It's gonna be cold for a while. It's not necessarily what I want, buuut..."
“Wait here” she rushes off and returns with a jacket. “There”
"I've been called that many times." he hops out of the tree and follows him
He flips the board around so he's going backwards and looking at Cyrus. "What kinda magic do you do?"
"Seer stuff."
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
Slick is laying down in front of what can best be described as an extravagant building, compare to his shack it wouldn't be wrong to assume someone else made it. Everythings is polished and clean, it even has a shall storage unit.
James is seeing if Damian changed the lock on his door.
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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.
*guten morgen* asha approaches tintos. “Hello. What’re spell are you practicing today?”
"Glyph of Warding. My personal favourite."
*wait are you British* ”nice. How’s it going?”
*Yes*
"Good. How about you?"
*fun* *I meant how’s the spell going but…* ”decent. Finally managed some weight on an illusion yesterday. Had to sacrifice some detail but still”
(Akuma summons her bone giant and climbs onto it)
(the man reveals a very sharp looking sword)
(Miwaku points at the man and the man has this glowing field around him)
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~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die)Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
He starts to think about things they could do or things he’s good at. Once again, it starts to cool down in the room.
“Hey hey hey can you warm up the temperature a bit?”
“Oh, uh um uh UH” He frantically attempts to control his ice powers. It doesn’t go very well. He sighs. “I sometimes kinda spiral. I can’t warm up, which means I can’t warm the room up.”
“Ah. Too bad its Fyra who has pyromancy and not me then” *gtg sorry…*
*shbshqianqonab you just got heeere*
He starts to rub his hands together and put them on his face. It warms the room up a little. “Maybe just stop hanging out with me for now.”
“…ok…”
”if that’s what you want”
He shrugs. "It's gonna be cold for a while. It's not necessarily what I want, buuut..."
“Wait here” she rushes off and returns with a jacket. “There”
It's a couple degrees warmer when she returns. "Oh, that's a good idea."
*Cyrus*
~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether
R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die) Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
*cut with grad*
"I've been called that many times." he hops out of the tree and follows him
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
"Hm? What crew?"
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…”
”if that’s what you want”
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
*Yes*
"Good. How about you?"
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.
*not dealing with that*
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
He flips the board around so he's going backwards and looking at Cyrus. "What kinda magic do you do?"
Gradius2's less frequent non-mobile account.
As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
He shrugs. "It's gonna be cold for a while. It's not necessarily what I want, buuut..."
Gradius2's less frequent non-mobile account.
As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
*fine, I'll go bother EJO*
~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether
R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die) Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
*fun*
*I meant how’s the spell going but…*
”decent. Finally managed some weight on an illusion yesterday. Had to sacrifice some detail but still”
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
“Wait here” she rushes off and returns with a jacket. “There”
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
"Seer stuff."
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
*Guess I should intro.*
Slick is laying down in front of what can best be described as an extravagant building, compare to his shack it wouldn't be wrong to assume someone else made it. Everythings is polished and clean, it even has a shall storage unit.
James is seeing if Damian changed the lock on his door.
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
"Ah. That makes sense. Seers are weird."
Gradius2's less frequent non-mobile account.
As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
"My gang. It's not much of crew yet but give it some time."
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
(Akuma summons her bone giant and climbs onto it)
(the man reveals a very sharp looking sword)
(Miwaku points at the man and the man has this glowing field around him)
~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether
R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die) Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
"Nice." Tintos dispels the glyph. "I'm trying to master creating electrically-powered glyphs."
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.
It's a couple degrees warmer when she returns. "Oh, that's a good idea."
Gradius2's less frequent non-mobile account.
As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
"What kind of gang?" Wysavaris gets up and casually twirls his rapier.
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.
“Cool.” *also not dealing wi the fighting people*
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes