Abaddon is doing paperwork in the high court of the hells.
Johnny Teatime and the cat parade are parading around.
Zeon stops on his walk as he spots Alacreus sprinting around.
”Is….that dog breaking the sound barrier…?” Zeon says, eyes lighting up a bit. The book floats around the boy as it glows, gaining his attention. Zeon looks at the book as if listening to it. “But that would use up a lot of your soul energy…and I’d don’t think I could sustain it for too long”
The book lightly taps Zeon on the head. “Alright, let’s do it!” He says a bit excitedly. The book suddenly glows with immense power as it silently casts a spell. A bolt of rainbow lightning strikes Zeon and envelopes him in rainbow light, before he takes off, breaking the sound barrier as he runs after the dog to race him. Zeon can give the dog a good race for an hour or so before the spell wears out.
Alacreus, seeing the new challenger approaching them. Bounds ahead, increasing in speed by a few dozen miles. It barks happily, looking towards Zeon.
Zeon will pick up the pace as well, managing to keep close to the dog. “Wow, you are really fast!” Zeon says in amazement.
It barks in response, before taking a sharp turn behind a rock, seeing if Zeon will be able to make the turn.
Zeon sees then and is able to quickly maneuver around the rock. His reflexes are sharp like lighting. It’s his endurance that is being put to the test at the moment.
Alacreus continues running, showing no signs of tiring, and only getting faster. Every few seconds it pulls a trick to try to throw off Zeon for fun, like stopping and suddenly spinning around to run backwards or pretending to take a right while taking a left. It seems this thing’s reflexes are just as, if not better than Zeon’s.
“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.”
“I’m pretty strong. Whether I’m as strong as the others here remains to be seen. I’m sure that will put to the rest in time.”
“Well I hope you are strong enough to contend with the rest, it will be interesting to watch in the least.”
Abaddon is doing paperwork in the high court of the hells.
Johnny Teatime and the cat parade are parading around.
*reposting this for Asmodeus*
*Sorry, who was Corvin again? My memory sucks.*
*Corvin is an alchemist/time magic scientist guy*
*Let's RP with Corvin, is that good?*
*alright*
Corvin is tinkering with his watch.
Zodiac appears next to him. "Sup!"
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..."
*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.”
"Good to meet you too!" *His family would love the people here, maybe I could introduce them in.*
*maybe*
”So… uh, what are you doing here?”
*Meeting you!"
“I meant more at the dome specifically.”
"I was bored, and I saw this place, it seemed cool, so I came over!"
“interesting. My time travel device malfunctioned and I was shunted here during a time jump.”
"Oh! Time travel! That's fun, most of the time, when I don't change history by accident."
“I’ve become really good at manipulating time, to the point where I physically can only exist at one point in time ever, so I can’t create time paradoxes or be affected by them. How do you time travel?”
Abaddon is doing paperwork in the high court of the hells.
Johnny Teatime and the cat parade are parading around.
*reposting this for Asmodeus*
*Sorry, who was Corvin again? My memory sucks.*
*Corvin is an alchemist/time magic scientist guy*
*Let's RP with Corvin, is that good?*
*alright*
Corvin is tinkering with his watch.
Zodiac appears next to him. "Sup!"
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..."
*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.”
"Good to meet you too!" *His family would love the people here, maybe I could introduce them in.*
*maybe*
”So… uh, what are you doing here?”
*Meeting you!"
“I meant more at the dome specifically.”
"I was bored, and I saw this place, it seemed cool, so I came over!"
“interesting. My time travel device malfunctioned and I was shunted here during a time jump.”
"Oh! Time travel! That's fun, most of the time, when I don't change history by accident."
“I’ve become really good at manipulating time, to the point where I physically can only exist at one point in time ever, so I can’t create time paradoxes or be affected by them. How do you time travel?”
Abaddon is doing paperwork in the high court of the hells.
Johnny Teatime and the cat parade are parading around.
Zeon stops on his walk as he spots Alacreus sprinting around.
”Is….that dog breaking the sound barrier…?” Zeon says, eyes lighting up a bit. The book floats around the boy as it glows, gaining his attention. Zeon looks at the book as if listening to it. “But that would use up a lot of your soul energy…and I’d don’t think I could sustain it for too long”
The book lightly taps Zeon on the head. “Alright, let’s do it!” He says a bit excitedly. The book suddenly glows with immense power as it silently casts a spell. A bolt of rainbow lightning strikes Zeon and envelopes him in rainbow light, before he takes off, breaking the sound barrier as he runs after the dog to race him. Zeon can give the dog a good race for an hour or so before the spell wears out.
Alacreus, seeing the new challenger approaching them. Bounds ahead, increasing in speed by a few dozen miles. It barks happily, looking towards Zeon.
Zeon will pick up the pace as well, managing to keep close to the dog. “Wow, you are really fast!” Zeon says in amazement.
It barks in response, before taking a sharp turn behind a rock, seeing if Zeon will be able to make the turn.
Zeon sees then and is able to quickly maneuver around the rock. His reflexes are sharp like lighting. It’s his endurance that is being put to the test at the moment.
Alacreus continues running, showing no signs of tiring, and only getting faster. Every few seconds it pulls a trick to try to throw off Zeon for fun, like stopping and suddenly spinning around to run backwards or pretending to take a right while taking a left. It seems this thing’s reflexes are just as, if not better than Zeon’s.
Zeon laughs, having fun even with all the challenges being thrown at him. He manages to mostly keep up, but after about an hour, his energy gives out and he comes to a stop, breathing heavily. “Man, I have never run so fast in my life…” he says between breaths.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“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…”
"That's... horrible." The hesitation seems to be fake, a calculated amount of time to get an emotional response. "You are justified in being upset. I know you need some time to process it. Are you hungry at all?" He stands. "It is easier to fulfil emotional and spiritual needs, such as processing traumatic events, once your physical needs are met."
“Oh… uhm, food would be nice… thanks.”
"Then it shall be done." He draws his oversized knife, revealing it to be pitch black with red images of glorious feasts woven into the damascus. He slashes the blade upwards, causing it to flash gold. A cooking station, complete with appliances, rises from the ground, radiating Abyssal energy. All the dark power is rapidly absorbed by the strange man. "What would you like? I have a specialty in sushi, if that interests you at all."
Abaddon is doing paperwork in the high court of the hells.
Johnny Teatime and the cat parade are parading around.
*reposting this for Asmodeus*
*Sorry, who was Corvin again? My memory sucks.*
*Corvin is an alchemist/time magic scientist guy*
*Let's RP with Corvin, is that good?*
*alright*
Corvin is tinkering with his watch.
Zodiac appears next to him. "Sup!"
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..."
*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.”
"Good to meet you too!" *His family would love the people here, maybe I could introduce them in.*
*maybe*
”So… uh, what are you doing here?”
*Meeting you!"
“I meant more at the dome specifically.”
"I was bored, and I saw this place, it seemed cool, so I came over!"
“interesting. My time travel device malfunctioned and I was shunted here during a time jump.”
"Oh! Time travel! That's fun, most of the time, when I don't change history by accident."
“I’ve become really good at manipulating time, to the point where I physically can only exist at one point in time ever, so I can’t create time paradoxes or be affected by them. How do you time travel?”
Abaddon is doing paperwork in the high court of the hells.
Johnny Teatime and the cat parade are parading around.
Zeon stops on his walk as he spots Alacreus sprinting around.
”Is….that dog breaking the sound barrier…?” Zeon says, eyes lighting up a bit. The book floats around the boy as it glows, gaining his attention. Zeon looks at the book as if listening to it. “But that would use up a lot of your soul energy…and I’d don’t think I could sustain it for too long”
The book lightly taps Zeon on the head. “Alright, let’s do it!” He says a bit excitedly. The book suddenly glows with immense power as it silently casts a spell. A bolt of rainbow lightning strikes Zeon and envelopes him in rainbow light, before he takes off, breaking the sound barrier as he runs after the dog to race him. Zeon can give the dog a good race for an hour or so before the spell wears out.
Alacreus, seeing the new challenger approaching them. Bounds ahead, increasing in speed by a few dozen miles. It barks happily, looking towards Zeon.
Zeon will pick up the pace as well, managing to keep close to the dog. “Wow, you are really fast!” Zeon says in amazement.
It barks in response, before taking a sharp turn behind a rock, seeing if Zeon will be able to make the turn.
Zeon sees then and is able to quickly maneuver around the rock. His reflexes are sharp like lighting. It’s his endurance that is being put to the test at the moment.
Alacreus continues running, showing no signs of tiring, and only getting faster. Every few seconds it pulls a trick to try to throw off Zeon for fun, like stopping and suddenly spinning around to run backwards or pretending to take a right while taking a left. It seems this thing’s reflexes are just as, if not better than Zeon’s.
Zeon laughs, having fun even with all the challenges being thrown at him. He manages to mostly keep up, but after about an hour, his energy gives out and he comes to a stop, breathing heavily. “Man, I have never run so fast in my life…” he says between breaths.
Alacreus, seeing Zeon can no longer keep up, starts running circles around them, happily barking and jumping around. The wind around them starts to pick up and start to spin, that’s how fast Alacreus is moving.
Zeon laughs, having fun even with all the challenges being thrown at him. He manages to mostly keep up, but after about an hour, his energy gives out and he comes to a stop, breathing heavily. “Man, I have never run so fast in my life…” he says between breaths.
Alacreus, seeing Zeon can no longer keep up, starts running circles around them, happily barking and jumping around. The wind around them starts to pick up and start to spin, that’s how fast Alacreus is moving.
After taking a moment to catch his breath, he looks at the dog running around him. “Looks I’m going a have to train myself so I can run for faster and longer, so I can be a better challenge for you.” Zeon says, smiling and determined.
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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.”
“I’m pretty strong. Whether I’m as strong as the others here remains to be seen. I’m sure that will put to the rest in time.”
“Well I hope you are strong enough to contend with the rest, it will be interesting to watch in the least.”
“Thank you. I wish you luck as well”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon laughs, having fun even with all the challenges being thrown at him. He manages to mostly keep up, but after about an hour, his energy gives out and he comes to a stop, breathing heavily. “Man, I have never run so fast in my life…” he says between breaths.
Alacreus, seeing Zeon can no longer keep up, starts running circles around them, happily barking and jumping around. The wind around them starts to pick up and start to spin, that’s how fast Alacreus is moving.
After taking a moment to catch his breath, he looks at the dog running around him. “Looks I’m going a have to train myself so I can run for faster and longer, so I can be a better challenge for you.” Zeon says, smiling and determined.
It stops, sitting and tilting its head playfully. Then, it jumps up and play tackles Zeon, excited.
“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…”
"That's... horrible." The hesitation seems to be fake, a calculated amount of time to get an emotional response. "You are justified in being upset. I know you need some time to process it. Are you hungry at all?" He stands. "It is easier to fulfil emotional and spiritual needs, such as processing traumatic events, once your physical needs are met."
“Oh… uhm, food would be nice… thanks.”
"Then it shall be done." He draws his oversized knife, revealing it to be pitch black with red images of glorious feasts woven into the damascus. He slashes the blade upwards, causing it to flash gold. A cooking station, complete with appliances, rises from the ground, radiating Abyssal energy. All the dark power is rapidly absorbed by the strange man. "What would you like? I have a specialty in sushi, if that interests you at all."
“I’ve never had Sushi… so I could try it?”
The chef nods in a psuedo-bow. "Of course." He starts steaming the rice before he draws some live fish from a nearby tank and begins to clean them. "I have a total of 7 Michelin stars, four of which are for sushi restaurants. I hope I can provide you with my best on this day." He moves with the speed and precision of a practiced master. He has removed his white gloves, revealing grey, icy hands with hooked claws.
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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.
Zeon laughs, having fun even with all the challenges being thrown at him. He manages to mostly keep up, but after about an hour, his energy gives out and he comes to a stop, breathing heavily. “Man, I have never run so fast in my life…” he says between breaths.
Alacreus, seeing Zeon can no longer keep up, starts running circles around them, happily barking and jumping around. The wind around them starts to pick up and start to spin, that’s how fast Alacreus is moving.
After taking a moment to catch his breath, he looks at the dog running around him. “Looks I’m going a have to train myself so I can run for faster and longer, so I can be a better challenge for you.” Zeon says, smiling and determined.
It stops, sitting and tilting its head playfully. Then, it jumps up and play tackles Zeon, excited.
He falls to a sitting posts and chuckles, petting the dog. “So, are you here by yourself, or are you with someone else?”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Alacreus continues running, showing no signs of tiring, and only getting faster. Every few seconds it pulls a trick to try to throw off Zeon for fun, like stopping and suddenly spinning around to run backwards or pretending to take a right while taking a left. It seems this thing’s reflexes are just as, if not better than Zeon’s.
“Well I hope you are strong enough to contend with the rest, it will be interesting to watch in the least.”
“I’ve become really good at manipulating time, to the point where I physically can only exist at one point in time ever, so I can’t create time paradoxes or be affected by them. How do you time travel?”
"I move in a different direction."
Zeon laughs, having fun even with all the challenges being thrown at him. He manages to mostly keep up, but after about an hour, his energy gives out and he comes to a stop, breathing heavily. “Man, I have never run so fast in my life…” he says between breaths.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“I’ve never had Sushi… so I could try it?”
“Explain?”
Alacreus, seeing Zeon can no longer keep up, starts running circles around them, happily barking and jumping around. The wind around them starts to pick up and start to spin, that’s how fast Alacreus is moving.
"Time travel is just a form a movement, and the timeline moves one way, so I just, move that direction."
“Interesting… tell me more about yourself.”
"I have a kid, I have hidden wings and a tail, I've committed genocide multiple times, and my favorite color is orange!"
After taking a moment to catch his breath, he looks at the dog running around him. “Looks I’m going a have to train myself so I can run for faster and longer, so I can be a better challenge for you.” Zeon says, smiling and determined.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“I see… one of the more interesting people I’ve met in my travels across time.”
"Yep!"
“Thank you. I wish you luck as well”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
It stops, sitting and tilting its head playfully. Then, it jumps up and play tackles Zeon, excited.
The chef nods in a psuedo-bow. "Of course." He starts steaming the rice before he draws some live fish from a nearby tank and begins to clean them. "I have a total of 7 Michelin stars, four of which are for sushi restaurants. I hope I can provide you with my best on this day." He moves with the speed and precision of a practiced master. He has removed his white gloves, revealing grey, icy hands with hooked claws.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“How strong do you think you are in a fight? If you’re here, you must be pretty strong.”
He falls to a sitting posts and chuckles, petting the dog. “So, are you here by yourself, or are you with someone else?”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
"I could easily crush this entire universe, In the palm of my hand."