Cookie is looking for a good place to set up his workplace and shop.
He sees the shacks that Slick built a year ago, Slick inside of his shack feeding the ducks.
Cookie lightly raps on the door of Slick’s shack in a short little rhythm.
Slick opens the door, revealing his body covered in ducks and serpents “Hello Cookie, what do you need.”
“I was just wondering if any space in these shacks is available to rent. I need a workplace and a place to set up shop.”
“I don’t have any shacks that left, but I could make you one, what sort of things will you need specifically?”
“Oh, just an area where I can put my things. This travel-lab can’t do everything I need it to.”
“Well I’d be happy to do that. As long as I get something in return.” He begins grabbing his tools.
“Lifetime supply of chocolate? A cut of my pay? Anything you need.”
“We’ll figure it out later, how many things do you have? How much space we talkin?”
He shows Slick how his briefcase expands into a 7 foot shelf/display case/workspace looking thing. “Maybe a ten by three foot desk with lots of shelves?”
“Give me a few hours and I’ll have it done. I really wish Rain were here to help me get the wood.” He begins walking to go get wood “Later.”
He calls after him. “By the way, how was your chocolate yesterday?”
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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.
Cookie is looking for a good place to set up his workplace and shop.
He sees the shacks that Slick built a year ago, Slick inside of his shack feeding the ducks.
Cookie lightly raps on the door of Slick’s shack in a short little rhythm.
Slick opens the door, revealing his body covered in ducks and serpents “Hello Cookie, what do you need.”
“I was just wondering if any space in these shacks is available to rent. I need a workplace and a place to set up shop.”
“I don’t have any shacks that left, but I could make you one, what sort of things will you need specifically?”
“Oh, just an area where I can put my things. This travel-lab can’t do everything I need it to.”
“Well I’d be happy to do that. As long as I get something in return.” He begins grabbing his tools.
“Lifetime supply of chocolate? A cut of my pay? Anything you need.”
“We’ll figure it out later, how many things do you have? How much space we talkin?”
He shows Slick how his briefcase expands into a 7 foot shelf/display case/workspace looking thing. “Maybe a ten by three foot desk with lots of shelves?”
“Give me a few hours and I’ll have it done. I really wish Rain were here to help me get the wood.” He begins walking to go get wood “Later.”
He calls after him. “By the way, how was your chocolate yesterday?”
“Oh I only ate the brownie.” He calls back and walks into the woods.
Cookie is looking for a good place to set up his workplace and shop.
He sees the shacks that Slick built a year ago, Slick inside of his shack feeding the ducks.
Cookie lightly raps on the door of Slick’s shack in a short little rhythm.
Slick opens the door, revealing his body covered in ducks and serpents “Hello Cookie, what do you need.”
“I was just wondering if any space in these shacks is available to rent. I need a workplace and a place to set up shop.”
“I don’t have any shacks that left, but I could make you one, what sort of things will you need specifically?”
“Oh, just an area where I can put my things. This travel-lab can’t do everything I need it to.”
“Well I’d be happy to do that. As long as I get something in return.” He begins grabbing his tools.
“Lifetime supply of chocolate? A cut of my pay? Anything you need.”
“We’ll figure it out later, how many things do you have? How much space we talkin?”
He shows Slick how his briefcase expands into a 7 foot shelf/display case/workspace looking thing. “Maybe a ten by three foot desk with lots of shelves?”
“Give me a few hours and I’ll have it done. I really wish Rain were here to help me get the wood.” He begins walking to go get wood “Later.”
He calls after him. “By the way, how was your chocolate yesterday?”
“Oh I only ate the brownie.” He calls back and walks into the woods.
Cookie jogs after him. “What did you do with the chocolate then? This is an important subject.”
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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.
He keeps walking “I have a girlfriend, that’s what I did with the chocolate.”
“…Did you tell her to read the labels?”
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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.
He keeps walking “I have a girlfriend, that’s what I did with the chocolate.”
“…Did you tell her to read the labels?”
“I have such a terrible memory.” He turns “Are any of them poison or something?”
He looks slightly offended. “Of course not! It’s just that the colored chocolates are a part of a line of what I call ‘Moody Marzipan’. Using condensed emotions and a little bit of magic, each one can make somebody feel intense mood swings and emotions. There’s one for joy, anger, and sadness. It’s just a simple party trick, but when it happens unexpectedly it can end badly.”
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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.
He keeps walking “I have a girlfriend, that’s what I did with the chocolate.”
“…Did you tell her to read the labels?”
“I have such a terrible memory.” He turns “Are any of them poison or something?”
He looks slightly offended. “Of course not! It’s just that the colored chocolates are a part of a line of what I call ‘Moody Marzipan’. Using condensed emotions and a little bit of magic, each one can make somebody feel intense mood swings and emotions. There’s one for joy, anger, and sadness. It’s just a simple party trick, but when it happens unexpectedly it can end badly.”
He rubs the back of his head “Well that doesn’t sound like that much of an issue, she probably didn’t eat any just yet. It’s not like she…. I should probably handle this right now.” He runs off “You just move on with your day.”
He calls after him. “By the way, how was your chocolate yesterday?”
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
Hals breathing slows a bit as the fire starts to recede.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Oh I only ate the brownie.” He calls back and walks into the woods.
Cookie jogs after him. “What did you do with the chocolate then? This is an important subject.”
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
*Cut for Grad.*
He keeps walking “I have a girlfriend, that’s what I did with the chocolate.”
“It’s all about focus and passion, so you have to maintained focused, yet passionate.”
Hal nods as the fire vanishes. "My pa described me as a loose cannon..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“…Did you tell her to read the labels?”
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
“I love a loose cannon, well any cannon really, but I that’s what fire users are.”
"I guess...." he mumbles, looking at the ground
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“I have such a terrible memory.” He turns “Are any of them poison or something?”
“I’m a fire user myself, elements affect emotions, same as emotions affect elements.”
"But how can i control it without relying on my emotions?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He looks slightly offended. “Of course not! It’s just that the colored chocolates are a part of a line of what I call ‘Moody Marzipan’. Using condensed emotions and a little bit of magic, each one can make somebody feel intense mood swings and emotions. There’s one for joy, anger, and sadness. It’s just a simple party trick, but when it happens unexpectedly it can end badly.”
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 can’t really do that without weakening your flames by a lot.”
"Oh....hey i have another question. Can i spar against you?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He rubs the back of his head “Well that doesn’t sound like that much of an issue, she probably didn’t eat any just yet. It’s not like she…. I should probably handle this right now.” He runs off “You just move on with your day.”
“Hmm.” He takes his metal bat off his back and hands it to him “Sure thing kid.” *Basically greatclub.*
Hal takes a few steps backward, flames encasing his fists.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He stands up and gets into a battle stance of his own. Init:21