*Well, he's not really a 'fire powers' kind of guy, and the physics don't really work out. Dousing yourself in oil doesn't make you fireproof.*
*Last time I checked, people can't redistribute body fat or manipulate the oil in their body to the point of turning it into a superheated projectile. Basically, what I'm saying is that it doesn't have to make sense, because it's magic, and magic doesn't abide by the laws of physics*
*Thank you, people IRL were criticizing it and I was wondering if anyone would actually get that it was a supernatural ability.*
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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.
*Well, he's not really a 'fire powers' kind of guy, and the physics don't really work out. Dousing yourself in oil doesn't make you fireproof.*
*Last time I checked, people can't redistribute body fat or manipulate the oil in their body to the point of turning it into a superheated projectile. Basically, what I'm saying is that it doesn't have to make sense, because it's magic, and magic doesn't abide by the laws of physics*
*Thank you, people IRL were criticizing it and I was wondering if anyone would actually get that it was a supernatural ability.*
*People were criticizing something that doesn't make sense in a world of magic? I don't even know what to say to that dude.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Adam sees a young man wandering the dome. No older than 21 or so. He has a shock of messy blonde hair and vividly crimson eyes. From his left eye to his jaw, a long and thick scar runs. He wears a black and white knee length trench coat, paired with a black shirt underneath, tied together with black pants. At his right side are two swords, a katana and wakizashi. His facial expression can only be described as melancholy, as if he carries a deep sadness with him
Adam sees a young man wandering the dome. No older than 21 or so. He has a shock of messy blonde hair and vividly crimson eyes. From his left eye to his jaw, a long and thick scar runs. He wears a black and white knee length trench coat, paired with a black shirt underneath, tied together with black pants. At his right side are two swords, a katana and wakizashi. His facial expression can only be described as melancholy, as if he carries a deep sadness with him
*gtg do a test rq.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Adam sees a young man wandering the dome. No older than 21 or so. He has a shock of messy blonde hair and vividly crimson eyes. From his left eye to his jaw, a long and thick scar runs. He wears a black and white knee length trench coat, paired with a black shirt underneath, tied together with black pants. At his right side are two swords, a katana and wakizashi. His facial expression can only be described as melancholy, as if he carries a deep sadness with him
Adam looks the man up and down, not judging, simply analyzing the form of the man before approaching, his knuckle dusters and eyes glowing softly. He carefully walks over, “Hello, welcome to the dogs, land of combat. I am… it doesn’t matter who I am. Who are you, if you don’t mind me asking.”
Adam sees a young man wandering the dome. No older than 21 or so. He has a shock of messy blonde hair and vividly crimson eyes. From his left eye to his jaw, a long and thick scar runs. He wears a black and white knee length trench coat, paired with a black shirt underneath, tied together with black pants. At his right side are two swords, a katana and wakizashi. His facial expression can only be described as melancholy, as if he carries a deep sadness with him
Adam looks the man up and down, not judging, simply analyzing the form of the man before approaching, his knuckle dusters and eyes glowing softly. He carefully walks over, “Hello, welcome to the dogs, land of combat. I am… it doesn’t matter who I am. Who are you, if you don’t mind me asking.”
*Back*
”Y’know, where I come from its customary to introduce the before you ask the name of another.”
Adam sees a young man wandering the dome. No older than 21 or so. He has a shock of messy blonde hair and vividly crimson eyes. From his left eye to his jaw, a long and thick scar runs. He wears a black and white knee length trench coat, paired with a black shirt underneath, tied together with black pants. At his right side are two swords, a katana and wakizashi. His facial expression can only be described as melancholy, as if he carries a deep sadness with him
Adam looks the man up and down, not judging, simply analyzing the form of the man before approaching, his knuckle dusters and eyes glowing softly. He carefully walks over, “Hello, welcome to the dogs, land of combat. I am… it doesn’t matter who I am. Who are you, if you don’t mind me asking.”
*Back*
”Y’know, where I come from its customary to introduce the before you ask the name of another.”
He sighs “Of course, I am Adam, the first sinner. Are you happy to know that I’m one of the worst people in the world?”
Adam sees a young man wandering the dome. No older than 21 or so. He has a shock of messy blonde hair and vividly crimson eyes. From his left eye to his jaw, a long and thick scar runs. He wears a black and white knee length trench coat, paired with a black shirt underneath, tied together with black pants. At his right side are two swords, a katana and wakizashi. His facial expression can only be described as melancholy, as if he carries a deep sadness with him
Adam looks the man up and down, not judging, simply analyzing the form of the man before approaching, his knuckle dusters and eyes glowing softly. He carefully walks over, “Hello, welcome to the dogs, land of combat. I am… it doesn’t matter who I am. Who are you, if you don’t mind me asking.”
*Back*
”Y’know, where I come from its customary to introduce the before you ask the name of another.”
He sighs “Of course, I am Adam, the first sinner. Are you happy to know that I’m one of the worst people in the world?”
“Nah. There are much worse people in the world, some of which I’ve killed. I’m Leo Sazanami, but my enemies call me Hamon.”
Adam sees a young man wandering the dome. No older than 21 or so. He has a shock of messy blonde hair and vividly crimson eyes. From his left eye to his jaw, a long and thick scar runs. He wears a black and white knee length trench coat, paired with a black shirt underneath, tied together with black pants. At his right side are two swords, a katana and wakizashi. His facial expression can only be described as melancholy, as if he carries a deep sadness with him
Adam looks the man up and down, not judging, simply analyzing the form of the man before approaching, his knuckle dusters and eyes glowing softly. He carefully walks over, “Hello, welcome to the dogs, land of combat. I am… it doesn’t matter who I am. Who are you, if you don’t mind me asking.”
*Back*
”Y’know, where I come from its customary to introduce the before you ask the name of another.”
He sighs “Of course, I am Adam, the first sinner. Are you happy to know that I’m one of the worst people in the world?”
“Nah. There are much worse people in the world, some of which I’ve killed. I’m Leo Sazanami, but my enemies call me Hamon.”
“I am far worse than anyone you’ve killed, because I’m the reason you had to kill them. Nice to meet you Leo, do you think you are going to need to kill anyone here?”
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*Thank you, people IRL were criticizing it and I was wondering if anyone would actually get that it was a supernatural ability.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*People were criticizing something that doesn't make sense in a world of magic? I don't even know what to say to that dude.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Anybody here?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I am now*
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
*Oh hey, wassup dude.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Currently one really big cloud*
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
*Yay! Big cloud. You tryin to rp?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I kinda want to use my new char, but I haven’t finished fleshing out the statblock yet, so yes, but no fighting*
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
*You got it, no fighting. Who would you want to deal with then?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Doesn’t really matter, but preferably not Guts or Benimaru*
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
*Neither of those then, no tired or angry people. How about Adam?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Sure*
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
Adam is walking around.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Adam sees a young man wandering the dome. No older than 21 or so. He has a shock of messy blonde hair and vividly crimson eyes. From his left eye to his jaw, a long and thick scar runs. He wears a black and white knee length trench coat, paired with a black shirt underneath, tied together with black pants. At his right side are two swords, a katana and wakizashi. His facial expression can only be described as melancholy, as if he carries a deep sadness with him
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
*gtg do a test rq.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Adam looks the man up and down, not judging, simply analyzing the form of the man before approaching, his knuckle dusters and eyes glowing softly. He carefully walks over, “Hello, welcome to the dogs, land of combat. I am… it doesn’t matter who I am. Who are you, if you don’t mind me asking.”
*Back*
”Y’know, where I come from its customary to introduce the before you ask the name of another.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
He sighs “Of course, I am Adam, the first sinner. Are you happy to know that I’m one of the worst people in the world?”
“Nah. There are much worse people in the world, some of which I’ve killed. I’m Leo Sazanami, but my enemies call me Hamon.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
“I am far worse than anyone you’ve killed, because I’m the reason you had to kill them. Nice to meet you Leo, do you think you are going to need to kill anyone here?”