Leonard has converted his taco stand into a survey booth.
A humanoid seemingly made of black velvet carrying a shortsword has entered the dome. They have an oni-like face made of pale lilac-tinged white light and glyphs on their surface made of similar light. They have long white nails and hold a few withered scrolls under their other arm.
From six hundred feet away, an elven cowboy is watching them, aiming a revolver towards them.
The velvet person stoops and sets their blade on the ground. “I mean no harm.” A soothing, feminine voice says, clearly issuing from the person but still sounding quiet.
“But I do, Pardner.” He yells over to them, walking closer, aiming their gun directly at their head.
“Well, then, in that case…” The person casts banishment on the gunslinger. Make a CHA save.
20
Success. The person sighs. “Both of my main options for the diffusion of violence.”
“Gah, it’s no fun if you don’t like, scream in terror or beg for your life Or something! Everyone here is so boring…” they holster their revolver.
“Perhaps the reason violence is dissatisfying to you is because you are on the verge of an epiphany that may propel you to greater wisdom.” The person posits.
“Don’t try to confuse me with your big words, Pardner…” he says, drawing his gun, spinning around, and shooting an Angel out of the sky.
“It may be unthinkable to you now, but perhaps not in the future. I am known by the living as Eito.”
“Does that mean you aren’t living yourself?”
“I am in a… curious state. Even I do not fully understand it. But I am not undead.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Leonard has converted his taco stand into a survey booth.
A humanoid seemingly made of black velvet carrying a shortsword has entered the dome. They have an oni-like face made of pale lilac-tinged white light and glyphs on their surface made of similar light. They have long white nails and hold a few withered scrolls under their other arm.
From six hundred feet away, an elven cowboy is watching them, aiming a revolver towards them.
The velvet person stoops and sets their blade on the ground. “I mean no harm.” A soothing, feminine voice says, clearly issuing from the person but still sounding quiet.
“But I do, Pardner.” He yells over to them, walking closer, aiming their gun directly at their head.
“Well, then, in that case…” The person casts banishment on the gunslinger. Make a CHA save.
20
Success. The person sighs. “Both of my main options for the diffusion of violence.”
“Gah, it’s no fun if you don’t like, scream in terror or beg for your life Or something! Everyone here is so boring…” they holster their revolver.
“Perhaps the reason violence is dissatisfying to you is because you are on the verge of an epiphany that may propel you to greater wisdom.” The person posits.
“Don’t try to confuse me with your big words, Pardner…” he says, drawing his gun, spinning around, and shooting an Angel out of the sky.
“It may be unthinkable to you now, but perhaps not in the future. I am known by the living as Eito.”
“Does that mean you aren’t living yourself?”
“I am in a… curious state. Even I do not fully understand it. But I am not undead.”
“Weird… anyways, I’m Varavothim, the reaper’s shot.”
Leonard has converted his taco stand into a survey booth.
A humanoid seemingly made of black velvet carrying a shortsword has entered the dome. They have an oni-like face made of pale lilac-tinged white light and glyphs on their surface made of similar light. They have long white nails and hold a few withered scrolls under their other arm.
From six hundred feet away, an elven cowboy is watching them, aiming a revolver towards them.
The velvet person stoops and sets their blade on the ground. “I mean no harm.” A soothing, feminine voice says, clearly issuing from the person but still sounding quiet.
“But I do, Pardner.” He yells over to them, walking closer, aiming their gun directly at their head.
“Well, then, in that case…” The person casts banishment on the gunslinger. Make a CHA save.
20
Success. The person sighs. “Both of my main options for the diffusion of violence.”
“Gah, it’s no fun if you don’t like, scream in terror or beg for your life Or something! Everyone here is so boring…” they holster their revolver.
“Perhaps the reason violence is dissatisfying to you is because you are on the verge of an epiphany that may propel you to greater wisdom.” The person posits.
“Don’t try to confuse me with your big words, Pardner…” he says, drawing his gun, spinning around, and shooting an Angel out of the sky.
“It may be unthinkable to you now, but perhaps not in the future. I am known by the living as Eito.”
“Does that mean you aren’t living yourself?”
“I am in a… curious state. Even I do not fully understand it. But I am not undead.”
“Weird… anyways, I’m Varavothim, the reaper’s shot.”
“An extravagant title. I can see why you bear it.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Leonard has converted his taco stand into a survey booth.
A humanoid seemingly made of black velvet carrying a shortsword has entered the dome. They have an oni-like face made of pale lilac-tinged white light and glyphs on their surface made of similar light. They have long white nails and hold a few withered scrolls under their other arm.
From six hundred feet away, an elven cowboy is watching them, aiming a revolver towards them.
The velvet person stoops and sets their blade on the ground. “I mean no harm.” A soothing, feminine voice says, clearly issuing from the person but still sounding quiet.
“But I do, Pardner.” He yells over to them, walking closer, aiming their gun directly at their head.
“Well, then, in that case…” The person casts banishment on the gunslinger. Make a CHA save.
20
Success. The person sighs. “Both of my main options for the diffusion of violence.”
“Gah, it’s no fun if you don’t like, scream in terror or beg for your life Or something! Everyone here is so boring…” they holster their revolver.
“Perhaps the reason violence is dissatisfying to you is because you are on the verge of an epiphany that may propel you to greater wisdom.” The person posits.
“Don’t try to confuse me with your big words, Pardner…” he says, drawing his gun, spinning around, and shooting an Angel out of the sky.
“It may be unthinkable to you now, but perhaps not in the future. I am known by the living as Eito.”
“Does that mean you aren’t living yourself?”
“I am in a… curious state. Even I do not fully understand it. But I am not undead.”
“Weird… anyways, I’m Varavothim, the reaper’s shot.”
“An extravagant title. I can see why you bear it.”
“Thank you… I’m one of the best shots in all the lands, I think.”
Zeon, not getting an answer from knocking, decides to inspect the gate that Lonely pointed out. “Is this a portal.”
Jason's head shoots out "Hello?"
Zeon yelps and jumps back, tense as the Spellbook floating beside him starts glowing a bit. “H-Hi…”
Jason sees what looks to be a six or seven year old kid with pale skin, silver hair, striking violet eyes, purple lightning horns and a pure white mantle covering his body like a dress robe.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon, not getting an answer from knocking, decides to inspect the gate that Lonely pointed out. “Is this a portal.”
Jason's head shoots out "Hello?"
Zeon yelps and jumps back, tense as the Spellbook floating beside him starts glowing a bit. “H-Hi…”
Jason sees what looks to be a six or seven year old kid with pale skin, silver hair, striking violet eyes, purple lightning horns and a pure white mantle covering his body like a dress robe.
"Hello? Do you need anything because someone said my name so my ears are burning. I assume that was you?"
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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.
Zeon yelps and jumps back, tense as the Spellbook floating beside him starts glowing a bit. “H-Hi…”
Jason sees what looks to be a six or seven year old kid with pale skin, silver hair, striking violet eyes, purple lightning horns and a pure white mantle covering his body like a dress robe.
"Hello? Do you need anything because someone said my name so my ears are burning. I assume that was you?"
“No, I don’t need anything. I have just been getting myself acquainted with the people of this dome. A kid called Lonely mentioned this portal belonged to a person named Jason?” He asks a bit unsure. The spell book would stop glowing and float a bit closer to Zeon.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon yelps and jumps back, tense as the Spellbook floating beside him starts glowing a bit. “H-Hi…”
Jason sees what looks to be a six or seven year old kid with pale skin, silver hair, striking violet eyes, purple lightning horns and a pure white mantle covering his body like a dress robe.
"Hello? Do you need anything because someone said my name so my ears are burning. I assume that was you?"
“No, I don’t need anything. I have just been getting myself acquainted with the people of this dome. A kid called Lonely mentioned this portal belonged to a person named Jason?” He asks a bit unsure. The spell book would stop glowing and float a bit closer to Zeon.
"That would indeed be me. I'm Jason, adventurer."
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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.
Zeon yelps and jumps back, tense as the Spellbook floating beside him starts glowing a bit. “H-Hi…”
Jason sees what looks to be a six or seven year old kid with pale skin, silver hair, striking violet eyes, purple lightning horns and a pure white mantle covering his body like a dress robe.
"Hello? Do you need anything because someone said my name so my ears are burning. I assume that was you?"
“No, I don’t need anything. I have just been getting myself acquainted with the people of this dome. A kid called Lonely mentioned this portal belonged to a person named Jason?” He asks a bit unsure. The spell book would stop glowing and float a bit closer to Zeon.
"That would indeed be me. I'm Jason, adventurer."
“I am Zeon Bell…and this is Dufort” Zeon says motioning to the Spellbook before going back to inspecting the gate. “I’ve not seen a portal like this before…”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon yelps and jumps back, tense as the Spellbook floating beside him starts glowing a bit. “H-Hi…”
Jason sees what looks to be a six or seven year old kid with pale skin, silver hair, striking violet eyes, purple lightning horns and a pure white mantle covering his body like a dress robe.
"Hello? Do you need anything because someone said my name so my ears are burning. I assume that was you?"
“No, I don’t need anything. I have just been getting myself acquainted with the people of this dome. A kid called Lonely mentioned this portal belonged to a person named Jason?” He asks a bit unsure. The spell book would stop glowing and float a bit closer to Zeon.
"That would indeed be me. I'm Jason, adventurer."
“I am Zeon Bell…and this is Dufort” Zeon says motioning to the Spellbook before going back to inspecting the gate. “I’ve not seen a portal like this before…”
"Of course you haven't, you haven't seen my soul before." He smiles to the Spellbook and Zeon "Also I suggest you treat everyone in this dome with respect, some people are strong enough to absolutely destroy you." He grins.
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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.
Zeon yelps and jumps back, tense as the Spellbook floating beside him starts glowing a bit. “H-Hi…”
Jason sees what looks to be a six or seven year old kid with pale skin, silver hair, striking violet eyes, purple lightning horns and a pure white mantle covering his body like a dress robe.
"Hello? Do you need anything because someone said my name so my ears are burning. I assume that was you?"
“No, I don’t need anything. I have just been getting myself acquainted with the people of this dome. A kid called Lonely mentioned this portal belonged to a person named Jason?” He asks a bit unsure. The spell book would stop glowing and float a bit closer to Zeon.
"That would indeed be me. I'm Jason, adventurer."
“I am Zeon Bell…and this is Dufort” Zeon says motioning to the Spellbook before going back to inspecting the gate. “I’ve not seen a portal like this before…”
"Of course you haven't, you haven't seen my soul before." He smiles to the Spellbook and Zeon "Also I suggest you treat everyone in this dome with respect, some people are strong enough to absolutely destroy you." He grins.
“I don’t mean to be disrespectful.” Zeon says a bit worriedly. The Spellbook seems to pat him on the head reassuringly.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon yelps and jumps back, tense as the Spellbook floating beside him starts glowing a bit. “H-Hi…”
Jason sees what looks to be a six or seven year old kid with pale skin, silver hair, striking violet eyes, purple lightning horns and a pure white mantle covering his body like a dress robe.
"Hello? Do you need anything because someone said my name so my ears are burning. I assume that was you?"
“No, I don’t need anything. I have just been getting myself acquainted with the people of this dome. A kid called Lonely mentioned this portal belonged to a person named Jason?” He asks a bit unsure. The spell book would stop glowing and float a bit closer to Zeon.
"That would indeed be me. I'm Jason, adventurer."
“I am Zeon Bell…and this is Dufort” Zeon says motioning to the Spellbook before going back to inspecting the gate. “I’ve not seen a portal like this before…”
"Of course you haven't, you haven't seen my soul before." He smiles to the Spellbook and Zeon "Also I suggest you treat everyone in this dome with respect, some people are strong enough to absolutely destroy you." He grins.
“I don’t mean to be disrespectful.” Zeon says a bit worriedly. The Spellbook seems to pat him on the head reassuringly.
"Neither do I, I am just giving you a fair warning,"
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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.
“I am in a… curious state. Even I do not fully understand it. But I am not undead.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Weird… anyways, I’m Varavothim, the reaper’s shot.”
“An extravagant title. I can see why you bear it.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Anybody else want to RP?*
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
Jason's head shoots out "Hello?"
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
*Sure, Zeon is trying to meet Jason after Lonely mentioned him*
"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
“Thank you… I’m one of the best shots in all the lands, I think.”
Zeon yelps and jumps back, tense as the Spellbook floating beside him starts glowing a bit. “H-Hi…”
Jason sees what looks to be a six or seven year old kid with pale skin, silver hair, striking violet eyes, purple lightning horns and a pure white mantle covering his body like a dress robe.
"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
"Hello? Do you need anything because someone said my name so my ears are burning. I assume that was you?"
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
“No, I don’t need anything. I have just been getting myself acquainted with the people of this dome. A kid called Lonely mentioned this portal belonged to a person named Jason?” He asks a bit unsure. The spell book would stop glowing and float a bit closer to Zeon.
"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
"That would indeed be me. I'm Jason, adventurer."
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
“I am Zeon Bell…and this is Dufort” Zeon says motioning to the Spellbook before going back to inspecting the gate. “I’ve not seen a portal like this before…”
"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
"Of course you haven't, you haven't seen my soul before." He smiles to the Spellbook and Zeon "Also I suggest you treat everyone in this dome with respect, some people are strong enough to absolutely destroy you." He grins.
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
“I don’t mean to be disrespectful.” Zeon says a bit worriedly. The Spellbook seems to pat him on the head reassuringly.
"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
"Neither do I, I am just giving you a fair warning,"
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
*Rag is becoming one of my favorite characters ever. I am loving his story, its great, definitely top three favorite characters I've ever made.*
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
*hi! I’m back*
*Welcome back.*
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
*Sad dad is fun, hoping he finds new family so he can have some happiness. He deserves it.*
"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
*Sad dad strong dad. He really is just doing his best to be a good person and such. Coronet is such a great auntie character.*
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