*and would thou like to roleplay? I have the sad child the vampire bullied earlier, a dog that is supposedly unbeatable in a race, and a demigod of wind. Those are the ones I feel like using right now at least*
*Hmmm. Wind demigod. I have a new character in mind! A…thing that is good at everything, and craves failure more than anything*
Aeolus, a small girl riding a cloud, with strange blue skin, glowing blond hair, bright white eyes, and similarly colored clothes, is zipping around the air in the middle of a small storm.
A young man is nearby. Wearing an open blue jacket and black shirt, his pants grey. He’s treating what appears to be a ball of plasma like a soccer ball, dribbling it with expert control. Arcs of electric cause some of his oddly pink hair to stick out with static
She notices him and giggles zipping over, ten feet above the ground.
”Can I play?”
“Hm?” Part of his face is covered by his hair, but the other half is clear, showing his somewhat bored expression “Sure.” He kicks the ball to her
She stands up on her cloud and kicks it back with all her might. It goes flying, driven by intense winds, about 300 feet unless he catches or stops it.
He catches it, faster than any human should be able to move. “You’re not bad.”
“Thanks! I’m Aeolus, the wind! Who are you?”
He thinks for a moment “Not sure. Never really worried about what people called me.”
“Hmm… well then, what are you? And why are you?”
“An attempt to create a perfect being. I want to fail. That’s why I came here. Because maybe that way I could finally fail at something.”
”have you never failed anything? At all? EVER? And are you really perfect? Is there a such thing as perfect? I once heard someone say things could be up to 104 percent perfect, which is how we got Pop tarts and golden labradoodles. I don’t know what a pop tart is though…”
“Never. It’s not as fun as one may think. You never get excited and you don’t have to try to learn a new skill. Watch.” He reaches into his jacket, pulling out a violin and bow, he then begins playing, quite amazingly. He then smashes them on the ground “IVE NEVER EVEN TOUCHED A VIOLIN BEFORE!” He reaches into his jacket again, this time pulling out a generator, toaster, and box of s’mores flavored pop-tarts “Wanna try one?”
”ooh, yes!” They take a poptart and start nibbling on it.
”maybe I could help you fail! I’m pretty strong, I think!” They say inbetween munching on the pop-tart.
“That would be great.”
”so, where do we start? Physical abilities or mental ones? I have some pretty creepy stuff I can throw at you. Have you ever heard of a worst nightmare?”
“No. Why?”
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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!”
*and would thou like to roleplay? I have the sad child the vampire bullied earlier, a dog that is supposedly unbeatable in a race, and a demigod of wind. Those are the ones I feel like using right now at least*
*Hmmm. Wind demigod. I have a new character in mind! A…thing that is good at everything, and craves failure more than anything*
Aeolus, a small girl riding a cloud, with strange blue skin, glowing blond hair, bright white eyes, and similarly colored clothes, is zipping around the air in the middle of a small storm.
A young man is nearby. Wearing an open blue jacket and black shirt, his pants grey. He’s treating what appears to be a ball of plasma like a soccer ball, dribbling it with expert control. Arcs of electric cause some of his oddly pink hair to stick out with static
She notices him and giggles zipping over, ten feet above the ground.
”Can I play?”
“Hm?” Part of his face is covered by his hair, but the other half is clear, showing his somewhat bored expression “Sure.” He kicks the ball to her
She stands up on her cloud and kicks it back with all her might. It goes flying, driven by intense winds, about 300 feet unless he catches or stops it.
He catches it, faster than any human should be able to move. “You’re not bad.”
“Thanks! I’m Aeolus, the wind! Who are you?”
He thinks for a moment “Not sure. Never really worried about what people called me.”
“Hmm… well then, what are you? And why are you?”
“An attempt to create a perfect being. I want to fail. That’s why I came here. Because maybe that way I could finally fail at something.”
”have you never failed anything? At all? EVER? And are you really perfect? Is there a such thing as perfect? I once heard someone say things could be up to 104 percent perfect, which is how we got Pop tarts and golden labradoodles. I don’t know what a pop tart is though…”
“Never. It’s not as fun as one may think. You never get excited and you don’t have to try to learn a new skill. Watch.” He reaches into his jacket, pulling out a violin and bow, he then begins playing, quite amazingly. He then smashes them on the ground “IVE NEVER EVEN TOUCHED A VIOLIN BEFORE!” He reaches into his jacket again, this time pulling out a generator, toaster, and box of s’mores flavored pop-tarts “Wanna try one?”
”ooh, yes!” They take a poptart and start nibbling on it.
”maybe I could help you fail! I’m pretty strong, I think!” They say inbetween munching on the pop-tart.
“That would be great.”
”so, where do we start? Physical abilities or mental ones? I have some pretty creepy stuff I can throw at you. Have you ever heard of a worst nightmare?”
“No. Why?”
“It’s super freaky! But what do ya wanna start with?”
*and would thou like to roleplay? I have the sad child the vampire bullied earlier, a dog that is supposedly unbeatable in a race, and a demigod of wind. Those are the ones I feel like using right now at least*
*Hmmm. Wind demigod. I have a new character in mind! A…thing that is good at everything, and craves failure more than anything*
Aeolus, a small girl riding a cloud, with strange blue skin, glowing blond hair, bright white eyes, and similarly colored clothes, is zipping around the air in the middle of a small storm.
A young man is nearby. Wearing an open blue jacket and black shirt, his pants grey. He’s treating what appears to be a ball of plasma like a soccer ball, dribbling it with expert control. Arcs of electric cause some of his oddly pink hair to stick out with static
She notices him and giggles zipping over, ten feet above the ground.
”Can I play?”
“Hm?” Part of his face is covered by his hair, but the other half is clear, showing his somewhat bored expression “Sure.” He kicks the ball to her
She stands up on her cloud and kicks it back with all her might. It goes flying, driven by intense winds, about 300 feet unless he catches or stops it.
He catches it, faster than any human should be able to move. “You’re not bad.”
“Thanks! I’m Aeolus, the wind! Who are you?”
He thinks for a moment “Not sure. Never really worried about what people called me.”
“Hmm… well then, what are you? And why are you?”
“An attempt to create a perfect being. I want to fail. That’s why I came here. Because maybe that way I could finally fail at something.”
”have you never failed anything? At all? EVER? And are you really perfect? Is there a such thing as perfect? I once heard someone say things could be up to 104 percent perfect, which is how we got Pop tarts and golden labradoodles. I don’t know what a pop tart is though…”
“Never. It’s not as fun as one may think. You never get excited and you don’t have to try to learn a new skill. Watch.” He reaches into his jacket, pulling out a violin and bow, he then begins playing, quite amazingly. He then smashes them on the ground “IVE NEVER EVEN TOUCHED A VIOLIN BEFORE!” He reaches into his jacket again, this time pulling out a generator, toaster, and box of s’mores flavored pop-tarts “Wanna try one?”
”ooh, yes!” They take a poptart and start nibbling on it.
”maybe I could help you fail! I’m pretty strong, I think!” They say inbetween munching on the pop-tart.
“That would be great.”
”so, where do we start? Physical abilities or mental ones? I have some pretty creepy stuff I can throw at you. Have you ever heard of a worst nightmare?”
“No. Why?”
“It’s super freaky! But what do ya wanna start with?”
“Give me your worst.”
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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!”
*and would thou like to roleplay? I have the sad child the vampire bullied earlier, a dog that is supposedly unbeatable in a race, and a demigod of wind. Those are the ones I feel like using right now at least*
*Hmmm. Wind demigod. I have a new character in mind! A…thing that is good at everything, and craves failure more than anything*
Aeolus, a small girl riding a cloud, with strange blue skin, glowing blond hair, bright white eyes, and similarly colored clothes, is zipping around the air in the middle of a small storm.
A young man is nearby. Wearing an open blue jacket and black shirt, his pants grey. He’s treating what appears to be a ball of plasma like a soccer ball, dribbling it with expert control. Arcs of electric cause some of his oddly pink hair to stick out with static
She notices him and giggles zipping over, ten feet above the ground.
”Can I play?”
“Hm?” Part of his face is covered by his hair, but the other half is clear, showing his somewhat bored expression “Sure.” He kicks the ball to her
She stands up on her cloud and kicks it back with all her might. It goes flying, driven by intense winds, about 300 feet unless he catches or stops it.
He catches it, faster than any human should be able to move. “You’re not bad.”
“Thanks! I’m Aeolus, the wind! Who are you?”
He thinks for a moment “Not sure. Never really worried about what people called me.”
“Hmm… well then, what are you? And why are you?”
“An attempt to create a perfect being. I want to fail. That’s why I came here. Because maybe that way I could finally fail at something.”
”have you never failed anything? At all? EVER? And are you really perfect? Is there a such thing as perfect? I once heard someone say things could be up to 104 percent perfect, which is how we got Pop tarts and golden labradoodles. I don’t know what a pop tart is though…”
“Never. It’s not as fun as one may think. You never get excited and you don’t have to try to learn a new skill. Watch.” He reaches into his jacket, pulling out a violin and bow, he then begins playing, quite amazingly. He then smashes them on the ground “IVE NEVER EVEN TOUCHED A VIOLIN BEFORE!” He reaches into his jacket again, this time pulling out a generator, toaster, and box of s’mores flavored pop-tarts “Wanna try one?”
”ooh, yes!” They take a poptart and start nibbling on it.
”maybe I could help you fail! I’m pretty strong, I think!” They say inbetween munching on the pop-tart.
“That would be great.”
”so, where do we start? Physical abilities or mental ones? I have some pretty creepy stuff I can throw at you. Have you ever heard of a worst nightmare?”
“No. Why?”
“It’s super freaky! But what do ya wanna start with?”
“Give me your worst.”
She reaches behind her and grabs a simple leather bag, with a smiling picture of her face on it. She points it towards him and opens it fully. Out of the bag, all at once, comes a full force hurricane. Immediately, it begins pouring, thundering, and winds reach speeds in the hundreds. Aeolus herself seems unbothered, but have them make a DC 32 strength save.
*and would thou like to roleplay? I have the sad child the vampire bullied earlier, a dog that is supposedly unbeatable in a race, and a demigod of wind. Those are the ones I feel like using right now at least*
*Hmmm. Wind demigod. I have a new character in mind! A…thing that is good at everything, and craves failure more than anything*
Aeolus, a small girl riding a cloud, with strange blue skin, glowing blond hair, bright white eyes, and similarly colored clothes, is zipping around the air in the middle of a small storm.
A young man is nearby. Wearing an open blue jacket and black shirt, his pants grey. He’s treating what appears to be a ball of plasma like a soccer ball, dribbling it with expert control. Arcs of electric cause some of his oddly pink hair to stick out with static
She notices him and giggles zipping over, ten feet above the ground.
”Can I play?”
“Hm?” Part of his face is covered by his hair, but the other half is clear, showing his somewhat bored expression “Sure.” He kicks the ball to her
She stands up on her cloud and kicks it back with all her might. It goes flying, driven by intense winds, about 300 feet unless he catches or stops it.
He catches it, faster than any human should be able to move. “You’re not bad.”
“Thanks! I’m Aeolus, the wind! Who are you?”
He thinks for a moment “Not sure. Never really worried about what people called me.”
“Hmm… well then, what are you? And why are you?”
“An attempt to create a perfect being. I want to fail. That’s why I came here. Because maybe that way I could finally fail at something.”
”have you never failed anything? At all? EVER? And are you really perfect? Is there a such thing as perfect? I once heard someone say things could be up to 104 percent perfect, which is how we got Pop tarts and golden labradoodles. I don’t know what a pop tart is though…”
“Never. It’s not as fun as one may think. You never get excited and you don’t have to try to learn a new skill. Watch.” He reaches into his jacket, pulling out a violin and bow, he then begins playing, quite amazingly. He then smashes them on the ground “IVE NEVER EVEN TOUCHED A VIOLIN BEFORE!” He reaches into his jacket again, this time pulling out a generator, toaster, and box of s’mores flavored pop-tarts “Wanna try one?”
”ooh, yes!” They take a poptart and start nibbling on it.
”maybe I could help you fail! I’m pretty strong, I think!” They say inbetween munching on the pop-tart.
“That would be great.”
”so, where do we start? Physical abilities or mental ones? I have some pretty creepy stuff I can throw at you. Have you ever heard of a worst nightmare?”
“No. Why?”
“It’s super freaky! But what do ya wanna start with?”
“Give me your worst.”
She reaches behind her and grabs a simple leather bag, with a smiling picture of her face on it. She points it towards him and opens it fully. Out of the bag, all at once, comes a full force hurricane. Immediately, it begins pouring, thundering, and winds reach speeds in the hundreds. Aeolus herself seems unbothered, but have them make a DC 32 strength save.
STR: 31
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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!”
*and would thou like to roleplay? I have the sad child the vampire bullied earlier, a dog that is supposedly unbeatable in a race, and a demigod of wind. Those are the ones I feel like using right now at least*
*Hmmm. Wind demigod. I have a new character in mind! A…thing that is good at everything, and craves failure more than anything*
Aeolus, a small girl riding a cloud, with strange blue skin, glowing blond hair, bright white eyes, and similarly colored clothes, is zipping around the air in the middle of a small storm.
A young man is nearby. Wearing an open blue jacket and black shirt, his pants grey. He’s treating what appears to be a ball of plasma like a soccer ball, dribbling it with expert control. Arcs of electric cause some of his oddly pink hair to stick out with static
She notices him and giggles zipping over, ten feet above the ground.
”Can I play?”
“Hm?” Part of his face is covered by his hair, but the other half is clear, showing his somewhat bored expression “Sure.” He kicks the ball to her
She stands up on her cloud and kicks it back with all her might. It goes flying, driven by intense winds, about 300 feet unless he catches or stops it.
He catches it, faster than any human should be able to move. “You’re not bad.”
“Thanks! I’m Aeolus, the wind! Who are you?”
He thinks for a moment “Not sure. Never really worried about what people called me.”
“Hmm… well then, what are you? And why are you?”
“An attempt to create a perfect being. I want to fail. That’s why I came here. Because maybe that way I could finally fail at something.”
”have you never failed anything? At all? EVER? And are you really perfect? Is there a such thing as perfect? I once heard someone say things could be up to 104 percent perfect, which is how we got Pop tarts and golden labradoodles. I don’t know what a pop tart is though…”
“Never. It’s not as fun as one may think. You never get excited and you don’t have to try to learn a new skill. Watch.” He reaches into his jacket, pulling out a violin and bow, he then begins playing, quite amazingly. He then smashes them on the ground “IVE NEVER EVEN TOUCHED A VIOLIN BEFORE!” He reaches into his jacket again, this time pulling out a generator, toaster, and box of s’mores flavored pop-tarts “Wanna try one?”
”ooh, yes!” They take a poptart and start nibbling on it.
”maybe I could help you fail! I’m pretty strong, I think!” They say inbetween munching on the pop-tart.
“That would be great.”
”so, where do we start? Physical abilities or mental ones? I have some pretty creepy stuff I can throw at you. Have you ever heard of a worst nightmare?”
“No. Why?”
“It’s super freaky! But what do ya wanna start with?”
“Give me your worst.”
She reaches behind her and grabs a simple leather bag, with a smiling picture of her face on it. She points it towards him and opens it fully. Out of the bag, all at once, comes a full force hurricane. Immediately, it begins pouring, thundering, and winds reach speeds in the hundreds. Aeolus herself seems unbothered, but have them make a DC 32 strength save.
STR: 31
They are swept up by the intense winds, fifty feet, a hundred feet… five hundred feet into the air, knocked around and not let down as the screaming gales rush around him. A cloud of debris hits him, and he takes 84 bludgeoning damage. Lightning crackles around him, nearly deafening.
“THE BEST KIND OF GAME! Let’s try to steal as many things from as many people as possible without being caught. First person to get caught looses!”
"Won't that upset people if they find out there things were stolen?"
”well, there is a simple solution to that! Don’t get caught!” She giggles hysterically.
"That's a fair point....well, it would give me a chance to train my stealthiness..." Zeon says.
“Okay threetwoonego!” She zips off at 300 feet a round, zipping towards people silently, taking things off of them while taking some object off of them. She already has five in half a minute.
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"You gonna do the wind test?"
"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
*who’s saying this?*
*Zeon*
Zeon is sitting on the branch of a tree nearby, looking down at 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
Aeolus notices them, chuckling and waving to them. The bag of wind is sat behind them on their cloud.
He waves back. "How are you today?"
"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
“No. Why?”
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!”
”absolutely terrific! How are you?”
“It’s super freaky! But what do ya wanna start with?”
"I'm doing great"
"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
“Thats great! Wanna play a game?”
“Give me your worst.”
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!”
She reaches behind her and grabs a simple leather bag, with a smiling picture of her face on it. She points it towards him and opens it fully. Out of the bag, all at once, comes a full force hurricane. Immediately, it begins pouring, thundering, and winds reach speeds in the hundreds. Aeolus herself seems unbothered, but have them make a DC 32 strength save.
"What kind of game?" Zeon asks curiously.
"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 BEST KIND OF GAME! Let’s try to steal as many things from as many people as possible without being caught. First person to get caught looses!”
STR: 31
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!”
"Won't that upset people if they find out there things were stolen?"
"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
”well, there is a simple solution to that! Don’t get caught!” She giggles hysterically.
"That's a fair point....well, it would give me a chance to train my stealthiness..." Zeon says.
"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
They are swept up by the intense winds, fifty feet, a hundred feet… five hundred feet into the air, knocked around and not let down as the screaming gales rush around him. A cloud of debris hits him, and he takes 84 bludgeoning damage. Lightning crackles around him, nearly deafening.
“Okay threetwoonego!” She zips off at 300 feet a round, zipping towards people silently, taking things off of them while taking some object off of them. She already has five in half a minute.