Barbeau nods, his spine straight as a rail. He's very tall, but nowhere near as tall as Rag. "I'm surprised the mistake isn't made more often. You can call me whenever you're cooking anything. I can give a few tips. The difference between good and great is sometimes as small a gust of wind or a few degrees."
"I'll have to take that quote for myself. Before you give me some advice you should see me cook something, and taste test the result." He invites him into the courthouse, walking around showing him everything he can.
Barbeau seems to find most of the diabolic devices distasteful. Their filing systems interest him, though. "Yes, that would be wise. I would like to test your capabilities before I go telling you what to do."
"Of course, unfortunately I don't have a kitchen of my own, I get all my food with the rest of the pit fiends in the cafeteria, and the stuff there is more like military food."
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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 would sprint around the dome, trying to get to know the various dome dwellers.
Sekiro is meditating, swirling death and life energy around him, his oni mask shifting expressions constantly.
Zeon sees the figure meditating and would stop a bit away, not sure if he should disturb them or leave them to their meditation and move on.
"I know someone is there and your attempt at kindness is appreciated, although I can sense your presence though multiple ways, what is your name child?"
“My name is Zeon Bell”
"Hmmm. You sound like a child, unfortunate that you have to be strong in this world Zeon Bell."
“My kind are prepared for battle at a young age, it’s true. Though some have it worse then others….they are fortunate enough to not need such power in their lives.”
"Truly, I never had such a luxury, always having to fight one person or another, never able to to be left to myself."
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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.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Elk seems to have turned themselves into a grizzly bear. He is currently taking a nap on the ground.
Ragnaris has just now opened a portal to the Nine Hells. It seems like he is about to visit Rag.
*Oh I’m going to have some fun with this*
Zeon would be sprinting around when he notices a massive dragon. Though he is a bit wary, he sprints towards it as he is opening his portal.
(Can I have a quick description of Zeon? I haven't seen them on this thread before.)
Ragnaris does not notice Zeon, and instead flaps his immense wings. He takes flight, then goes through the portal, still aloft.
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Elk seems to have turned themselves into a grizzly bear. He is currently taking a nap on the ground.
Ragnaris has just now opened a portal to the Nine Hells. It seems like he is about to visit Rag.
*Oh I’m going to have some fun with this*
Zeon would be sprinting around when he notices a massive dragon. Though he is a bit wary, he sprints towards it as he is opening his portal.
(Can I have a quick description of Zeon? I haven't seen them on this thread before.)
Ragnaris does not notice Zeon, and instead flaps his immense wings. He takes flight, then goes through the portal, still aloft.
(I don’t know if you have ever heard of Zatch Bell, but if not he is a six-eight year old child with pale skin, silver hair, intense Violet eyes, and wearing a long and flowing mantle of pure white mantle that acts like a single piece dress robe that is always billowing. He is being followed by a floating silver spellbook)
Zeon braces against the wind and would end up running through the portal with him, suddenly finding himself someplace he is not expecting.
*Oh, found a pic I like. He looks like this but with purple horns made of lightning as well. Hope the picture works*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Barbeau nods, his spine straight as a rail. He's very tall, but nowhere near as tall as Rag. "I'm surprised the mistake isn't made more often. You can call me whenever you're cooking anything. I can give a few tips. The difference between good and great is sometimes as small a gust of wind or a few degrees."
"I'll have to take that quote for myself. Before you give me some advice you should see me cook something, and taste test the result." He invites him into the courthouse, walking around showing him everything he can.
Barbeau seems to find most of the diabolic devices distasteful. Their filing systems interest him, though. "Yes, that would be wise. I would like to test your capabilities before I go telling you what to do."
"Of course, unfortunately I don't have a kitchen of my own, I get all my food with the rest of the pit fiends in the cafeteria, and the stuff there is more like military food."
"Feh. Of course the devils don't care for cuisine. They're pit fiends, not pie fiends." He sighs. "You can use my kitchen. It's mobile, so I can bring it here."
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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.
Ragnaris has just now opened a portal to the Nine Hells. It looks like he is about to visit Rag.
As soon as Rag hears the sound of a portal being opened he moves like lightning to see who it is, leaving thunder in his wake as he moves. Arriving near the portal, seeing Ragnaris, a childish grin like a child seeing their father after a long day of work.
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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.
"Feh. Of course the devils don't care for cuisine. They're pit fiends, not pie fiends." He sighs. "You can use my kitchen. It's mobile, so I can bring it here."
*There are stats for a pie fiend though, if you want them. 😆*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"Feh. Of course the devils don't care for cuisine. They're pit fiends, not pie fiends." He sighs. "You can use my kitchen. It's mobile, so I can bring it here."
*There are stats for a pie fiend though, if you want them. 😆*
*Yup! Thought it would be a fun reference.*
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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.
Elk seems to have turned themselves into a grizzly bear. He is currently taking a nap on the ground.
Ragnaris has just now opened a portal to the Nine Hells. It seems like he is about to visit Rag.
*Oh I’m going to have some fun with this*
Zeon would be sprinting around when he notices a massive dragon. Though he is a bit wary, he sprints towards it as he is opening his portal.
(Can I have a quick description of Zeon? I haven't seen them on this thread before.)
Ragnaris does not notice Zeon, and instead flaps his immense wings. He takes flight, then goes through the portal, still aloft.
(I don’t know if you have ever heard of Zatch Bell, but if not he is a six-eight year old child with pale skin, silver hair, intense Violet eyes, and wearing a long and flowing mantle of pure white mantle that acts like a single piece dress robe that is always billowing. He is being followed by a floating silver spellbook)
Zeon braces against the wind and would end up running through the portal with him, suddenly finding himself someplace he is not expecting.
*Oh, found a pic I like. He looks like this but with purple horns made of lightning as well. Hope the picture works*
Ragnaris finds himself in the court of Abaddon. He touches down, then walks to where he knows Abaddon's office is.
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Barbeau nods, his spine straight as a rail. He's very tall, but nowhere near as tall as Rag. "I'm surprised the mistake isn't made more often. You can call me whenever you're cooking anything. I can give a few tips. The difference between good and great is sometimes as small a gust of wind or a few degrees."
"I'll have to take that quote for myself. Before you give me some advice you should see me cook something, and taste test the result." He invites him into the courthouse, walking around showing him everything he can.
Barbeau seems to find most of the diabolic devices distasteful. Their filing systems interest him, though. "Yes, that would be wise. I would like to test your capabilities before I go telling you what to do."
"Of course, unfortunately I don't have a kitchen of my own, I get all my food with the rest of the pit fiends in the cafeteria, and the stuff there is more like military food."
"Feh. Of course the devils don't care for cuisine. They're pit fiends, not pie fiends." He sighs. "You can use my kitchen. It's mobile, so I can bring it here."
He laughs heartily, a gesture that seems to warm the entire room "Cooking in the kitchen of a professional. I'll see what I can manage, what do you think of complex stews?"
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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.
Elk seems to have turned themselves into a grizzly bear. He is currently taking a nap on the ground.
Ragnaris has just now opened a portal to the Nine Hells. It seems like he is about to visit Rag.
*Oh I’m going to have some fun with this*
Zeon would be sprinting around when he notices a massive dragon. Though he is a bit wary, he sprints towards it as he is opening his portal.
(Can I have a quick description of Zeon? I haven't seen them on this thread before.)
Ragnaris does not notice Zeon, and instead flaps his immense wings. He takes flight, then goes through the portal, still aloft.
(I don’t know if you have ever heard of Zatch Bell, but if not he is a six-eight year old child with pale skin, silver hair, intense Violet eyes, and wearing a long and flowing mantle of pure white mantle that acts like a single piece dress robe that is always billowing. He is being followed by a floating silver spellbook)
Zeon braces against the wind and would end up running through the portal with him, suddenly finding himself someplace he is not expecting.
*Oh, found a pic I like. He looks like this but with purple horns made of lightning as well. Hope the picture works*
Ragnaris finds himself in the court of Abaddon. He touches down, then walks to where he knows Abaddon's office is.
Zeon is looking around, having no idea where he is now. “I might have made a mistake.” He says, the silver Spellbook bopping him on the head a few time, though not too hard, for his recklessness.
Barbeau nods, his spine straight as a rail. He's very tall, but nowhere near as tall as Rag. "I'm surprised the mistake isn't made more often. You can call me whenever you're cooking anything. I can give a few tips. The difference between good and great is sometimes as small a gust of wind or a few degrees."
"I'll have to take that quote for myself. Before you give me some advice you should see me cook something, and taste test the result." He invites him into the courthouse, walking around showing him everything he can.
Barbeau seems to find most of the diabolic devices distasteful. Their filing systems interest him, though. "Yes, that would be wise. I would like to test your capabilities before I go telling you what to do."
"Of course, unfortunately I don't have a kitchen of my own, I get all my food with the rest of the pit fiends in the cafeteria, and the stuff there is more like military food."
"Feh. Of course the devils don't care for cuisine. They're pit fiends, not pie fiends." He sighs. "You can use my kitchen. It's mobile, so I can bring it here."
He laughs heartily, a gesture that seems to warm the entire room "Cooking in the kitchen of a professional. I'll see what I can manage, what do you think of complex stews?"
"The stew is the lifeblood of the common man, yet when well-prepared it can serve as even wedding fare. I approve of your choice and applaud your willingness to make so-called 'peasant food' into a delicacy. I myself have an insatiable desire for fish head stew, an old struggle meal from the hamlet where I grew up. My father was never good at providing for anyone but himself, so I had to learn to do it well enough to appease my mother, from whom I attribute my demonic heritage."
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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.
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*I hath returned*
Whilst tinkering, grey has removed his hoodie, revealing his muscular arms, which are a pale grey. His hair is also grey, but more like soot
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"Of course, unfortunately I don't have a kitchen of my own, I get all my food with the rest of the pit fiends in the cafeteria, and the stuff there is more like military food."
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
*Toji is getting hunted by one of my char's so I need that, ya know?*
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
"Truly, I never had such a luxury, always having to fight one person or another, never able to to be left to myself."
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
*Why? I need an quick explanation*
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
*Abaddon is getting people that have committed crimes, Toji is a known assassin.*
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
Elk seems to have turned themselves into a grizzly bear. He is currently taking a nap on the ground.
Ragnaris has just now opened a portal to the Nine Hells. It looks like he is about to visit Rag.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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*Fair. Grey is a fugitive from his dimension, and the man with the bat is a gangster soooo.*
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
*Oh I’m going to have some fun with this*
Zeon would be sprinting around when he notices a massive dragon. Though he is a bit wary, he sprints towards it as he is opening his portal.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
(Can I have a quick description of Zeon? I haven't seen them on this thread before.)
Ragnaris does not notice Zeon, and instead flaps his immense wings. He takes flight, then goes through the portal, still aloft.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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*Yeah but I don't want to take all of your characters, and Toji vs what is basically devil Yami would be an awesome fight.*
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 know if you have ever heard of Zatch Bell, but if not he is a six-eight year old child with pale skin, silver hair, intense Violet eyes, and wearing a long and flowing mantle of pure white mantle that acts like a single piece dress robe that is always billowing. He is being followed by a floating silver spellbook)
Zeon braces against the wind and would end up running through the portal with him, suddenly finding himself someplace he is not expecting.
*Oh, found a pic I like. He looks like this but with purple horns made of lightning as well. Hope the picture works*
"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
"Feh. Of course the devils don't care for cuisine. They're pit fiends, not pie fiends." He sighs. "You can use my kitchen. It's mobile, so I can bring it here."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
As soon as Rag hears the sound of a portal being opened he moves like lightning to see who it is, leaving thunder in his wake as he moves. Arriving near the portal, seeing Ragnaris, a childish grin like a child seeing their father after a long day of work.
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
*There are stats for a pie fiend though, if you want them. 😆*
"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
*Yup! Thought it would be a fun reference.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Ragnaris finds himself in the court of Abaddon. He touches down, then walks to where he knows Abaddon's office is.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Extended sig
He laughs heartily, a gesture that seems to warm the entire room "Cooking in the kitchen of a professional. I'll see what I can manage, what do you think of complex stews?"
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
Zeon is looking around, having no idea where he is now. “I might have made a mistake.” He says, the silver Spellbook bopping him on the head a few time, though not too hard, for his recklessness.
"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
"The stew is the lifeblood of the common man, yet when well-prepared it can serve as even wedding fare. I approve of your choice and applaud your willingness to make so-called 'peasant food' into a delicacy. I myself have an insatiable desire for fish head stew, an old struggle meal from the hamlet where I grew up. My father was never good at providing for anyone but himself, so I had to learn to do it well enough to appease my mother, from whom I attribute my demonic heritage."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.