”Perfect! This will only hurt for like two minutes.” He takes the stone and does exactly what he said he would. Shove it in Lonely’s wound “Gebo.” The stone glows brightly, as a harsh, searing pain, as if hot iron had been shoved into the wound spreads up and down Lonely’s arm. Then, as fast as the light appeared, it disappeared, leaving Lonely’s arm healed “Hey! It worked!”
For as long as the pain lasts, Lonely screams, and their shadow seems to move separately from their body, desperately trying to get away, clawing at the ground to try and crawl to safety. Eventually, when the pain fades, Lonely, clutching their arm, looks to him.
”t-thanks…”
“You’re welcome!” He looks at Lonely intently “I don’t think you’re human. No human I’ve met has a living shadow and black blood.”
They slowly get up, still shaking.
”then what… do you think I am?”
“Oh I have no clue. This isn’t my specialty. You’d need someone who understands magical biology.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
”Perfect! This will only hurt for like two minutes.” He takes the stone and does exactly what he said he would. Shove it in Lonely’s wound “Gebo.” The stone glows brightly, as a harsh, searing pain, as if hot iron had been shoved into the wound spreads up and down Lonely’s arm. Then, as fast as the light appeared, it disappeared, leaving Lonely’s arm healed “Hey! It worked!”
For as long as the pain lasts, Lonely screams, and their shadow seems to move separately from their body, desperately trying to get away, clawing at the ground to try and crawl to safety. Eventually, when the pain fades, Lonely, clutching their arm, looks to him.
”t-thanks…”
“You’re welcome!” He looks at Lonely intently “I don’t think you’re human. No human I’ve met has a living shadow and black blood.”
They slowly get up, still shaking.
”then what… do you think I am?”
“Oh I have no clue. This isn’t my specialty. You’d need someone who understands magical biology.”
“Great.” They say, sitting back down on the rock. “Just great… why’d you help me anyways? Most people here who interact with me try and kill me.”
”Perfect! This will only hurt for like two minutes.” He takes the stone and does exactly what he said he would. Shove it in Lonely’s wound “Gebo.” The stone glows brightly, as a harsh, searing pain, as if hot iron had been shoved into the wound spreads up and down Lonely’s arm. Then, as fast as the light appeared, it disappeared, leaving Lonely’s arm healed “Hey! It worked!”
For as long as the pain lasts, Lonely screams, and their shadow seems to move separately from their body, desperately trying to get away, clawing at the ground to try and crawl to safety. Eventually, when the pain fades, Lonely, clutching their arm, looks to him.
”t-thanks…”
“You’re welcome!” He looks at Lonely intently “I don’t think you’re human. No human I’ve met has a living shadow and black blood.”
They slowly get up, still shaking.
”then what… do you think I am?”
“Oh I have no clue. This isn’t my specialty. You’d need someone who understands magical biology.”
“Great.” They say, sitting back down on the rock. “Just great… why’d you help me anyways? Most people here who interact with me try and kill me.”
He smiles “I’m a hero. Helping people is what we do. Except Heracles. He’s got such a big ego. Just cause everyone knows you doesn’t make you the greatest!” He stops “I’m ranting aren’t I? Sorry bout that.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*So made my character, but I'm not happy with the mechanics. His big gimmick is that he has 888 AC and HP, but crits land on 15-20 against him and he can't heal. No regeneration.*
*For some reason I want him to be a puppet fighter, but I'm not sure how I should do that. I don't just want to make two characters. Perhaps he can add crit range to himself in order to summon lower-level monsters like mouthers and shadows with big boosts to their To Hit, Damage, and AC.*
*Actually, I think that would be boring now that I think about it. I don't want to spend 10 minutes just setting up dice rolls every round.*
*Maybe it shouldn't be a monster at all, but a reflavoring of other attacks to be him briefly summoning some sort of monster that either dies or disappears immediately.*
*I actually have two characters, the King of Nothing, who I’ve already introed on Lord’s Rest, which means he’s going to hypothetically be weaker than most. Another idea I’ve just had is a ‘holy knight of light’ type character who’s been tasked with pushing back the darkness with the light of the flame where he finds it, a noble and friendly man, though he’s been making contact with said darkness so long, he’s become sick with it, he’s been able to purge much of it, but never all, leaving him I’ll, but he hides his condition under his armor and behind his bright smile. Destined to die, but fighting for the world to be free nonetheless, even as the darkness slowly consumes him. I’m thinking Fighter/Warlock/Cleric (Maybe)*
*So made my character, but I'm not happy with the mechanics. His big gimmick is that he has 888 AC and HP, but crits land on 15-20 against him and he can't heal. No regeneration.*
*For some reason I want him to be a puppet fighter, but I'm not sure how I should do that. I don't just want to make two characters. Perhaps he can add crit range to himself in order to summon lower-level monsters like mouthers and shadows with big boosts to their To Hit, Damage, and AC.*
*Actually, I think that would be boring now that I think about it. I don't want to spend 10 minutes just setting up dice rolls every round.*
*Maybe it shouldn't be a monster at all, but a reflavoring of other attacks to be him briefly summoning some sort of monster that either dies or disappears immediately.*
*888 hp is a lot. Even with the gimmick, that's still a lot of hp, and a 3/4 chance to just do nothing*
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*So made my character, but I'm not happy with the mechanics. His big gimmick is that he has 888 AC and HP, but crits land on 15-20 against him and he can't heal. No regeneration.*
*For some reason I want him to be a puppet fighter, but I'm not sure how I should do that. I don't just want to make two characters. Perhaps he can add crit range to himself in order to summon lower-level monsters like mouthers and shadows with big boosts to their To Hit, Damage, and AC.*
*Actually, I think that would be boring now that I think about it. I don't want to spend 10 minutes just setting up dice rolls every round.*
*Maybe it shouldn't be a monster at all, but a reflavoring of other attacks to be him briefly summoning some sort of monster that either dies or disappears immediately.*
*888 hp is a lot. Even with the gimmick, that's still a lot of hp, and a 3/4 chance to just do nothing*
*Rag, using a turn to heal himself has less than that in total, but a 3/4 chance, even with advantage on every attack, does seem a bit of a lot. If some characters are really lucky, they can do like 200-300 damage with that small window, and that's not even half their health, and they would have to be real lucky.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*I actually have two characters, the King of Nothing, who I’ve already introed on Lord’s Rest, which means he’s going to hypothetically be weaker than most. Another idea I’ve just had is a ‘holy knight of light’ type character who’s been tasked with pushing back the darkness with the light of the flame where he finds it, a noble and friendly man, though he’s been making contact with said darkness so long, he’s become sick with it, he’s been able to purge much of it, but never all, leaving him I’ll, but he hides his condition under his armor and behind his bright smile. Destined to die, but fighting for the world to be free nonetheless, even as the darkness slowly consumes him. I’m thinking Fighter/Warlock/Cleric (Maybe)*
*The second one reminds me of Artorias a little bit*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I actually have two characters, the King of Nothing, who I’ve already introed on Lord’s Rest, which means he’s going to hypothetically be weaker than most. Another idea I’ve just had is a ‘holy knight of light’ type character who’s been tasked with pushing back the darkness with the light of the flame where he finds it, a noble and friendly man, though he’s been making contact with said darkness so long, he’s become sick with it, he’s been able to purge much of it, but never all, leaving him I’ll, but he hides his condition under his armor and behind his bright smile. Destined to die, but fighting for the world to be free nonetheless, even as the darkness slowly consumes him. I’m thinking Fighter/Warlock/Cleric (Maybe)*
*The second one reminds me of Artorias a little bit*
*That was the inspiration, but I also wanted some Moon Knight sort of aspects, so more the light of the moon than anything, shining silver light and all. Do you like the idea?*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*So made my character, but I'm not happy with the mechanics. His big gimmick is that he has 888 AC and HP, but crits land on 15-20 against him and he can't heal. No regeneration.*
*For some reason I want him to be a puppet fighter, but I'm not sure how I should do that. I don't just want to make two characters. Perhaps he can add crit range to himself in order to summon lower-level monsters like mouthers and shadows with big boosts to their To Hit, Damage, and AC.*
*Actually, I think that would be boring now that I think about it. I don't want to spend 10 minutes just setting up dice rolls every round.*
*Maybe it shouldn't be a monster at all, but a reflavoring of other attacks to be him briefly summoning some sort of monster that either dies or disappears immediately.*
*888 hp is a lot. Even with the gimmick, that's still a lot of hp, and a 3/4 chance to just do nothing*
*Rag, using a turn to heal himself has less than that in total, but a 3/4 chance, even with advantage on every attack, does seem a bit of a lot. If some characters are really lucky, they can do like 200-300 damage with that small window, and that's not even half their health, and they would have to be real lucky.*
*I understand. I kind of just wanted the novelty of having ludicrously high numbers. I'll lower it significantly and remove the gimmick, making it an actually reasonable character.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I actually have two characters, the King of Nothing, who I’ve already introed on Lord’s Rest, which means he’s going to hypothetically be weaker than most. Another idea I’ve just had is a ‘holy knight of light’ type character who’s been tasked with pushing back the darkness with the light of the flame where he finds it, a noble and friendly man, though he’s been making contact with said darkness so long, he’s become sick with it, he’s been able to purge much of it, but never all, leaving him I’ll, but he hides his condition under his armor and behind his bright smile. Destined to die, but fighting for the world to be free nonetheless, even as the darkness slowly consumes him. I’m thinking Fighter/Warlock/Cleric (Maybe)*
*The second one reminds me of Artorias a little bit*
*That was the inspiration, but I also wanted some Moon Knight sort of aspects, so more the light of the moon than anything, shining silver light and all. Do you like the idea?*
*Of course!*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I actually have two characters, the King of Nothing, who I’ve already introed on Lord’s Rest, which means he’s going to hypothetically be weaker than most. Another idea I’ve just had is a ‘holy knight of light’ type character who’s been tasked with pushing back the darkness with the light of the flame where he finds it, a noble and friendly man, though he’s been making contact with said darkness so long, he’s become sick with it, he’s been able to purge much of it, but never all, leaving him I’ll, but he hides his condition under his armor and behind his bright smile. Destined to die, but fighting for the world to be free nonetheless, even as the darkness slowly consumes him. I’m thinking Fighter/Warlock/Cleric (Maybe)*
*The second one reminds me of Artorias a little bit*
*That was the inspiration, but I also wanted some Moon Knight sort of aspects, so more the light of the moon than anything, shining silver light and all. Do you like the idea?*
*Of course!*
*Welp, making the character right now.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Baalzeboop, the Lord of Horrors, creates floods of aberrations every micro-instant, most of which disappear into the darkness of a demiplane between Nightmare Space and Realspace called the Beach. The few that manage to enter our realities do so through places of immense fear, violence, and pain, as such feelings allow these cosmic nightmares to take shape in a world of material things. They often take the shape of the things that spawned the dark feelings in an attempt to adapt to the world they land upon, usually to horrific results.
Those with a strong enough similarity (or even connection to) Baalzeboop inherit a small amount of its multiversal power and an awareness of what lurks behind the veil of the civil reality humanoids believe in. Snausage Stigmata is one of these beings.
Sometimes simply referred to as Stigmata, Snausage wields the strength of The Beach and its denizens, flooding their organs and limbs into our reality to create monstrosities that barely last more than a frightened instant on this earth.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A chilling wind fills the dome, the sound of clashing blades stopping for a moment as the air seems to be cut into silence.
The Moon shines down despite it being the day, providing some kind of strange, soothing feeling, like a song that no one in the world can hope to hear, yet everyone knows the lyrics. Someone seems to be arriving at the same time, that same soothing feeling coming from them as they make their way inside. They are clad in armor that seems to be broken and cracked in some places, with silk under and over the armor, golden and silver colors, soft looking. They are lanky, though they appear strong and well kept, with eyes that share that same color. They have a blade on their back, which shares that unique shade of radiant silver, before they take it off of their back as they sit down, resting it in their lap. When they rest, something seems to shatter, but not sounding like bone or something of the like, but rather like glass, as if they had bottles or something in their armored boots, but that would be insane, right? Blood begins to leak from the feet of their armor, but the armored stranger doesn’t seem to notice and even if he does notice, he doesn’t seem to react in the slightest, beginning to sharpen his blade as he hums that song with no name to himself, impossible to comprehend, and yet perfectly simple.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
“Oh I have no clue. This isn’t my specialty. You’d need someone who understands magical biology.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“Great.” They say, sitting back down on the rock. “Just great… why’d you help me anyways? Most people here who interact with me try and kill me.”
He smiles “I’m a hero. Helping people is what we do. Except Heracles. He’s got such a big ego. Just cause everyone knows you doesn’t make you the greatest!” He stops “I’m ranting aren’t I? Sorry bout that.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*Im gonna intro when I’ve got the time, but I think I’ve settled on the type of character I want to make, just got to figure out his appearance.*
*So made my character, but I'm not happy with the mechanics. His big gimmick is that he has 888 AC and HP, but crits land on 15-20 against him and he can't heal. No regeneration.*
*For some reason I want him to be a puppet fighter, but I'm not sure how I should do that. I don't just want to make two characters. Perhaps he can add crit range to himself in order to summon lower-level monsters like mouthers and shadows with big boosts to their To Hit, Damage, and AC.*
*Actually, I think that would be boring now that I think about it. I don't want to spend 10 minutes just setting up dice rolls every round.*
*Maybe it shouldn't be a monster at all, but a reflavoring of other attacks to be him briefly summoning some sort of monster that either dies or disappears immediately.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I actually have two characters, the King of Nothing, who I’ve already introed on Lord’s Rest, which means he’s going to hypothetically be weaker than most. Another idea I’ve just had is a ‘holy knight of light’ type character who’s been tasked with pushing back the darkness with the light of the flame where he finds it, a noble and friendly man, though he’s been making contact with said darkness so long, he’s become sick with it, he’s been able to purge much of it, but never all, leaving him I’ll, but he hides his condition under his armor and behind his bright smile. Destined to die, but fighting for the world to be free nonetheless, even as the darkness slowly consumes him. I’m thinking Fighter/Warlock/Cleric (Maybe)*
*888 hp is a lot. Even with the gimmick, that's still a lot of hp, and a 3/4 chance to just do nothing*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*Rag, using a turn to heal himself has less than that in total, but a 3/4 chance, even with advantage on every attack, does seem a bit of a lot. If some characters are really lucky, they can do like 200-300 damage with that small window, and that's not even half their health, and they would have to be real lucky.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*The second one reminds me of Artorias a little bit*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*That was the inspiration, but I also wanted some Moon Knight sort of aspects, so more the light of the moon than anything, shining silver light and all. Do you like the idea?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I understand. I kind of just wanted the novelty of having ludicrously high numbers. I'll lower it significantly and remove the gimmick, making it an actually reasonable character.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Of course!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*hello, my lovelies!*
*Welp, making the character right now.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Good morning, Arch.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I crave violence, darling.*
*I wrote lore... for myself.*
*It was really weird to write.*
Baalzeboop, the Lord of Horrors, creates floods of aberrations every micro-instant, most of which disappear into the darkness of a demiplane between Nightmare Space and Realspace called the Beach. The few that manage to enter our realities do so through places of immense fear, violence, and pain, as such feelings allow these cosmic nightmares to take shape in a world of material things. They often take the shape of the things that spawned the dark feelings in an attempt to adapt to the world they land upon, usually to horrific results.
Those with a strong enough similarity (or even connection to) Baalzeboop inherit a small amount of its multiversal power and an awareness of what lurks behind the veil of the civil reality humanoids believe in. Snausage Stigmata is one of these beings.
Sometimes simply referred to as Stigmata, Snausage wields the strength of The Beach and its denizens, flooding their organs and limbs into our reality to create monstrosities that barely last more than a frightened instant on this earth.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I would be happy to provide once I am done.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Think I made my intro for one of my characters.*
A NEW CHALLENGER HAS ARRIVED!
A chilling wind fills the dome, the sound of clashing blades stopping for a moment as the air seems to be cut into silence.
The Moon shines down despite it being the day, providing some kind of strange, soothing feeling, like a song that no one in the world can hope to hear, yet everyone knows the lyrics. Someone seems to be arriving at the same time, that same soothing feeling coming from them as they make their way inside. They are clad in armor that seems to be broken and cracked in some places, with silk under and over the armor, golden and silver colors, soft looking. They are lanky, though they appear strong and well kept, with eyes that share that same color. They have a blade on their back, which shares that unique shade of radiant silver, before they take it off of their back as they sit down, resting it in their lap. When they rest, something seems to shatter, but not sounding like bone or something of the like, but rather like glass, as if they had bottles or something in their armored boots, but that would be insane, right? Blood begins to leak from the feet of their armor, but the armored stranger doesn’t seem to notice and even if he does notice, he doesn’t seem to react in the slightest, beginning to sharpen his blade as he hums that song with no name to himself, impossible to comprehend, and yet perfectly simple.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Art*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.