"I can see your future, Jason, that would be nothing in comparison to what you might do!"
Both Jason and his shadow sigh “Well there goes being a regular adventurer, don’t tell me what I do, I want to have a bit of fun with it.”
"Oh hey Shade."
Shade steps out “Hello Mr.Zodiac. It was foolish of me to think Jason would stop doing stupid things, at least for a while.”
"You know, my wife says stuff like that about me all the time!"
Jason laughs and Shade simply shakes his head, walking back into Jason’s shadow.
"How is Clive's wife, by the way?"
“Clive is still denying she’s real, which makes her very sad. First Clive cheating on her and now denying she’s real!” *I am so happy someone else read the books.*
*I am happy to meet someone else who read the books too. "Oh, his poor wife!"
Somewhere in the cloud house you here an echo of Clive saying he doesn’t have a wife “Oh look, an echo.”
"You know what would be funny?"
“I’m listening.” He grins his usual grin.
"If I paid somebody, to pretend to be Clive's wife, the next time he says he doesn't have one!"
“I never thought of that! That is a great idea. And Berlinda would be so confused.”
"Should I do it?"
“Of course you should, and we’ll be the only ones to understand.”
He nods, and picks up his phone. "Alright, I'll make a few calls!"
*Cut for Asmod.* Jason begins grabs a crystal and activates his party chat, now with unlimited range “I know some good people for this, I might call Don.”
Abaddon is doing paperwork in the high court of the hells.
Johnny Teatime and the cat parade are parading around.
He feels the presence of another being of cold, but of a different type. Lonely feels the negative energy he's radiating leaving the environment, absorbed by some entity.
"You're ruining the game. And the plants." Comes a passionless voice.
They look around, slightly confused.
”W-what?”
T H E C H E F stands behind them (sorry), a good couple feet away. He's moving closer as the cold and darkness begins to fade. "You're a shadow being, right?" He looks through a small binder. "Hmm... most of them get stronger with distress or death in the area. Can't help with the second one." He sits down on a nearby rock. "I'm a peacekeeper. Not official, but I care enough to try and help. Talk to me. Anything you want to talk about." His eyes are dark and soulless.
“I’m sorry… a peacekeeper? And what do you m-mean by… shadow being?”
*Cut for Asmod.* Jason begins grabs a crystal and activates his party chat, now with unlimited range “I know some good people for this, I might call Don.”
“I apologize for the assumption. Is painting your profession, or just a hobby” Zeon says a bit awkwardly, wanting to be polite but clearly not use to interacting with people. The Spellbook floats over to admire the painting.
“Simply a hobby of a swordsman. I think of it as a form of training, considering how similar the two are. I can tell you don’t want to talk, although your book seems interesting in my artwork.”
Zeon would try to think of what to say when the Spellbook lightly whacks him on the head, causing the boy to glare at the book a bit, before his expression softens and he lets out a nervous sigh. “I’m….just not use to….socializing with others….most of my life was spent being subjugated to brutal training alone in a castle. Not much time to interact with others. I apologize if I offended you….”
“Oh by no means am I offended. Even if I was I wouldn’t say anything of it, you are a child, you can be rude sometimes. Anyone who becomes too submissive isn’t someone worth dealing with.”
“I see. Well, I’d imagine your swordsmanship is impressive if you put as much time and energy into it as your paintings….” Zeon says as the book goes back to admiring it.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“I apologize for the assumption. Is painting your profession, or just a hobby” Zeon says a bit awkwardly, wanting to be polite but clearly not use to interacting with people. The Spellbook floats over to admire the painting.
“Simply a hobby of a swordsman. I think of it as a form of training, considering how similar the two are. I can tell you don’t want to talk, although your book seems interesting in my artwork.”
Zeon would try to think of what to say when the Spellbook lightly whacks him on the head, causing the boy to glare at the book a bit, before his expression softens and he lets out a nervous sigh. “I’m….just not use to….socializing with others….most of my life was spent being subjugated to brutal training alone in a castle. Not much time to interact with others. I apologize if I offended you….”
“Oh by no means am I offended. Even if I was I wouldn’t say anything of it, you are a child, you can be rude sometimes. Anyone who becomes too submissive isn’t someone worth dealing with.”
“I see. Well, I’d imagine your swordsmanship is impressive if you put as much time and energy into it as your paintings….” Zeon says as the book goes back to admiring it.
“Thank you, if you’re here for must not be a bad fighter yourself, which is really saying something considering how strong the people here are.”
*Cut for Asmod.* Jason begins grabs a crystal and activates his party chat, now with unlimited range “I know some good people for this, I might call Don.”
T H E C H E F stands behind them (sorry), a good couple feet away. He's moving closer as the cold and darkness begins to fade. "You're a shadow being, right?" He looks through a small binder. "Hmm... most of them get stronger with distress or death in the area. Can't help with the second one." He sits down on a nearby rock. "I'm a peacekeeper. Not official, but I care enough to try and help. Talk to me. Anything you want to talk about." His eyes are dark and soulless.
“I’m sorry… a peacekeeper? And what do you m-mean by… shadow being?”
"I keep the peace. I want to make sure that everyone around me is safe and comfortable. By shadow being, I mean you have innate abilities relating to the Plane of Shadow." he answers calmly. "I'm sorry that I may come off as dangerous or strange to you. But I want to make sure that you're alright. My behavior does not fit the social norms, but it is important that we have compassion even when it is awkward or confusing."
There is no visible compassion in his eyes.
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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.
T H E C H E F stands behind them (sorry), a good couple feet away. He's moving closer as the cold and darkness begins to fade. "You're a shadow being, right?" He looks through a small binder. "Hmm... most of them get stronger with distress or death in the area. Can't help with the second one." He sits down on a nearby rock. "I'm a peacekeeper. Not official, but I care enough to try and help. Talk to me. Anything you want to talk about." His eyes are dark and soulless.
“I’m sorry… a peacekeeper? And what do you m-mean by… shadow being?”
"I keep the peace. I want to make sure that everyone around me is safe and comfortable. By shadow being, I mean you have innate abilities relating to the Plane of Shadow." he answers calmly. "I'm sorry that I may come off as dangerous or strange to you. But I want to make sure that you're alright. My behavior does not fit the social norms, but it is important that we have compassion even when it is awkward or confusing."
There is no visible compassion in his eyes.
“I don’t know where my powers come from… but I’m not alright… one of my friends just told me they… killed a bunch of people. And I don’t know how to feel about it…”
*Corvin is an alchemist/time magic scientist guy*
“Ok…why?”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"Alright!"
“I’m sorry… a peacekeeper? And what do you m-mean by… shadow being?”
*Let's RP with Corvin, is that good?*
*alright*
Corvin is tinkering with his watch.
He walks upstairs to party chat with Clive.
Zodiac appears next to him. "Sup!"
“I see. Well, I’d imagine your swordsmanship is impressive if you put as much time and energy into it as your paintings….” Zeon says as the book goes back to admiring it.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“What… is this? It looks like a cloud but aren’t clouds, like, gases or liquids or something…”
they sigh. “Yes, Don. It was a… Lovely gift.” they say, slightly disgusted that they had just been nice to someone.
“Thank you, if you’re here for must not be a bad fighter yourself, which is really saying something considering how strong the people here are.”
He calls some friends.
He looks up.
”oh… hello. Who are you?” He says, putting his watch in his satchel.
"Zodiac, how are you doing, Corvin?"
“How do you know my name?…”
*if you want to rp with any of my other characters as well, you can*
*Most of them are upset with Zodiac...* "Because, I know lots of things..."
"I keep the peace. I want to make sure that everyone around me is safe and comfortable. By shadow being, I mean you have innate abilities relating to the Plane of Shadow." he answers calmly. "I'm sorry that I may come off as dangerous or strange to you. But I want to make sure that you're alright. My behavior does not fit the social norms, but it is important that we have compassion even when it is awkward or confusing."
There is no visible compassion in his eyes.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I don’t know where my powers come from… but I’m not alright… one of my friends just told me they… killed a bunch of people. And I don’t know how to feel about it…”
*but that could be fun. And he hasn’t really interacted with Alacreus or Johnny teatime. But your choice*
”ominous.. Well, either way, good to meet you.”