You put your headphones back on, but it's not music playing through the speakers. Instead, the voice of the guy is ringing in your ears 'Buddy I was talking to you, and when I talk to you, I don't expect you to walk away. What I want you to do, is to turn around, walk back right here, and hand me those posh looking shades you got on. Otherwise, things might get a lil dirty.'
He claps his hands at this and suddenly is standing in front of the man, a wide grin of his face. He leans down to lock eyes with him “I didn’t know I was listening to a sleaze podcast.” He cracks his knuckles “You have things very wrong my friend, you meant to say you would apologize to me and any woman you have ever harassed or I would deck you so bad you wouldn’t be able to leave here in a ambulance. Chum.”
The guy idly picks a piece of food out of his teeth, barely giving you the time of day, but as that happens, you can still here his voice in your headphones, 'Nah, I don't think that was what I meant at all pal. I ain't in the mood for a fight, but you got a phone in your pocket right? Pull that at as well. I wanna see what I can find on there. Bet ya get a lot of girls, ey?'
The guy idly picks a piece of food out of his teeth, barely giving you the time of day, but as that happens, you can still here his voice in your headphones, 'Nah, I don't think that was what I meant at all pal. I ain't in the mood for a fight, but you got a phone in your pocket right? Pull that at as well. I wanna see what I can find on there. Bet ya get a lot of girls, ey?'
He chuckles and pulls out his phone “I bet I get a lot more than you do.” He disconnects his headphones and takes them off before putting the phone back in his pocket “I’m not in the mood to beat some punk so, how about you stop making orders you can’t back up?”
The guy gives an irritated scowl as you turn off your phone, and has to speak up for himself. He puffs himself up to his biggest (not very big at all) and says. 'I don't need your scummy signal anyway. All I'm trynna do is get some quick cash and you're making life difficult. Tell you what, gimme 10 bucks and I won't haunt you, howz that sound, mister?' He gives a grin, his true power still fairly ambiguous.
The guy gives an irritated scowl as you turn off your phone, and has to speak up for himself. He puffs himself up to his biggest (not very big at all) and says. 'I don't need your scummy signal anyway. All I'm trynna do is get some quick cash and you're making life difficult. Tell you what, gimme 10 bucks and I won't haunt you, howz that sound, mister?' He gives a grin, his true power still fairly ambiguous.
He smiles to irritate him further and pats the man's head "If you want quick cash get a job. Lucky for you i'm not scum like you." He pulls out a wad of cash and hands it to the guy "Word for the not so wise, I ain't scared of you so stop trying to be scary." He then turns around and goes back to walking.
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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.
The guy looks at you with a bemused expression, holding the notes in his hands like a child on their birthday. He calls back to you when he snaps out of the shock induced trance 'Ey, mister, I real appreciate the charity y'know? I won't be blowin' this on no drugs or booze either, so ya can trust it's going to a good place! I owe you one!' You then round the corner and go out of the little mans sight, who tucks the money into his wallet and says 'What a funny fella' before heading back home.
The little man from [jester's character]'s encounter wanders into the store, looking fairly lost. He comes up to you as the first person he sees and says in a fairly polite manner, 'Scuse me, miss, ya wouldn't happen to know the ol' electronic department may be in this place, eh?'
The guy looks at you with a bemused expression, holding the notes in his hands like a child on their birthday. He calls back to you when he snaps out of the shock induced trance 'Ey, mister, I real appreciate the charity y'know? I won't be blowin' this on no drugs or booze either, so ya can trust it's going to a good place! I owe you one!' You then round the corner and go out of the little mans sight, who tucks the money into his wallet and says 'What a funny fella' before heading back home.
He shrugs from the man and reconnects his headphones, placing them on his head. He continues his walk to the cafe.
The little man from [jester's character]'s encounter wanders into the store, looking fairly lost. He comes up to you as the first person he sees and says in a fairly polite manner, 'Scuse me, miss, ya wouldn't happen to know the ol' electronic department may be in this place, eh?'
“Oh, it’s right over there.” She shows him to the electronic’s section,
'Ah, thanks so kindly, miss, mucho gracias,' he says in an absolutely awful Spanish accent, despite the fact that neither you, or him, are even remotely Spanish. He then shrugs, hands half in his pockets and says 'Well, I ain't exactly buying anything, just browsing.'
You open up a portal, but before any food can slip through, a lunch lady immediately catches onto you. She looks around for the perpetrator and spots you with the other portal, coming over to tell you off. The woman is fairly elderly and looks like quite the comforting grandmother, but at this moment she looks livid. 'Trying to sneak food without paying, are we?' she shouts alarmingly loud, the whole cafeteria going quiet to listen to what's going on. 'You're lucky I ain't calling the police on you, we take theft very seriously at this school! I'll be sending you to the principals office.' All of a sudden, she bellows, loud as a jet plane, 'MR O'CONNOR, WE HAVE A STUDENT TO SEE YOU. THEY WILL ARRIVE PROMPTLY!' Suddenly it becomes clear that this woman's power is to raise her voice to whatever level she wants, and now the principal, and everyone else at school is aware of your attempted theft. Soon, the cafeteria goes back to it's regular buzz, and some of the students around you are going 'Ooooooooh, Tam's in trouble!', a couple girls giggling in the back. Best run along to Mr O'Connors office, unless you wanna get an extra punishment.
Hearing the people laughing, Tam turns back and annoyedly says "what's with the giggles? Yall still think you're in kindergarten?" He then turns and heads in the direction of the principal's office.
Having made it to a less busy part of the school, Tam looks outside and contemplates something for a second, before portalling out of the building and leaving.
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
The man is now at the cafe with a coffee, his head bobbing to the music in his headphones. In his other hand is his phone as he types something down. A notebook sits open on the table he sits at. His jersey the same but his pants changing from parachute pants to labor pants. They must have changed before he got to the cafe.
Greg tilts his head and says 'Nah, I'm a wanderer, but my passport allows me to get into any hotel I want since they don't think my power could cause any harm, so that's good. Speaking of powers, what can you do?'
“Oh, well mine’s kinda weird. I can control my luck but after I do it it balances itself out sorta. Like, I could somehow miraculously do some sort of crazy stunt that would have probably killed me, then for a few hours afterwords I’m super unlucky. What’s yours?”
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He claps his hands at this and suddenly is standing in front of the man, a wide grin of his face. He leans down to lock eyes with him “I didn’t know I was listening to a sleaze podcast.” He cracks his knuckles “You have things very wrong my friend, you meant to say you would apologize to me and any woman you have ever harassed or I would deck you so bad you wouldn’t be able to leave here in a ambulance. Chum.”
Carrie is grocery shopping at a store.
The guy idly picks a piece of food out of his teeth, barely giving you the time of day, but as that happens, you can still here his voice in your headphones, 'Nah, I don't think that was what I meant at all pal. I ain't in the mood for a fight, but you got a phone in your pocket right? Pull that at as well. I wanna see what I can find on there. Bet ya get a lot of girls, ey?'
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
He chuckles and pulls out his phone “I bet I get a lot more than you do.” He disconnects his headphones and takes them off before putting the phone back in his pocket “I’m not in the mood to beat some punk so, how about you stop making orders you can’t back up?”
The guy gives an irritated scowl as you turn off your phone, and has to speak up for himself. He puffs himself up to his biggest (not very big at all) and says. 'I don't need your scummy signal anyway. All I'm trynna do is get some quick cash and you're making life difficult. Tell you what, gimme 10 bucks and I won't haunt you, howz that sound, mister?' He gives a grin, his true power still fairly ambiguous.
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
He smiles to irritate him further and pats the man's head "If you want quick cash get a job. Lucky for you i'm not scum like you." He pulls out a wad of cash and hands it to the guy "Word for the not so wise, I ain't scared of you so stop trying to be scary." He then turns around and goes back to walking.
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
The guy looks at you with a bemused expression, holding the notes in his hands like a child on their birthday. He calls back to you when he snaps out of the shock induced trance 'Ey, mister, I real appreciate the charity y'know? I won't be blowin' this on no drugs or booze either, so ya can trust it's going to a good place! I owe you one!' You then round the corner and go out of the little mans sight, who tucks the money into his wallet and says 'What a funny fella' before heading back home.
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
The little man from [jester's character]'s encounter wanders into the store, looking fairly lost. He comes up to you as the first person he sees and says in a fairly polite manner, 'Scuse me, miss, ya wouldn't happen to know the ol' electronic department may be in this place, eh?'
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
He shrugs from the man and reconnects his headphones, placing them on his head. He continues his walk to the cafe.
“Oh, it’s right over there.” She shows him to the electronic’s section,
”out of curiosity, what are you buying?”
'Ah, thanks so kindly, miss, mucho gracias,' he says in an absolutely awful Spanish accent, despite the fact that neither you, or him, are even remotely Spanish. He then shrugs, hands half in his pockets and says 'Well, I ain't exactly buying anything, just browsing.'
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
“Mm, alright. I’m Carrie, by the way.”
Hearing the people laughing, Tam turns back and annoyedly says "what's with the giggles? Yall still think you're in kindergarten?" He then turns and heads in the direction of the principal's office.
Having made it to a less busy part of the school, Tam looks outside and contemplates something for a second, before portalling out of the building and leaving.
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
The man is now at the cafe with a coffee, his head bobbing to the music in his headphones. In his other hand is his phone as he types something down. A notebook sits open on the table he sits at. His jersey the same but his pants changing from parachute pants to labor pants. They must have changed before he got to the cafe.
*DemonSlayer, you still on? I wanna RP. Or is anyone else wanting to RP for that matter?*
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, a young genderfluid actor, writer, explorer, and bass vocalist. Pronouns They/Them/Theirs
My Characters: Brormin the Devout Crusher; Morgrom the Cunning Summoner; Thea the Rebellious Beauty;
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The guy grins and reaches out a grubby little mitt and says 'I'm Greg, pleasure to meet you'
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
She shakes his hand.
”so, are you around this part of town often or?…”
Greg tilts his head and says 'Nah, I'm a wanderer, but my passport allows me to get into any hotel I want since they don't think my power could cause any harm, so that's good. Speaking of powers, what can you do?'
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
“Oh, well mine’s kinda weird. I can control my luck but after I do it it balances itself out sorta. Like, I could somehow miraculously do some sort of crazy stunt that would have probably killed me, then for a few hours afterwords I’m super unlucky. What’s yours?”