Popping into existence as reality fizzles and pops around the center of the dome, is a young man with silky, short black hair, all frazzled and messy as if they had just been in a rainstorm, and warm brown eyes. With a white lab coat over leather clothes fitting for some sort of tinkerer, and with thick brown gloves, the only skin showing is around his face and neck, covered with soot and extremely pale. Around his chest is a satchel, brimming with many sorts of devices and notes and unlabeled alchemical brews. On the satchel’s stap going over his opposite shoulder, three separate watches are hung on metallic chains. One is made of white marble, the other a dark oak wood, and the third some sort of black stone or gem. They all tick at different times, and he’s clutching the oak one with one of his hands.
he falls over and vomits, before quickly getting back up, wiping his mouth and looking around. He takes a scalpel from his bag, twirling it in his fingers.
Popping into existence as reality fizzles and pops around the center of the dome, is a young man with silky, short black hair, all frazzled and messy as if they had just been in a rainstorm, and warm brown eyes. With a white lab coat over leather clothes fitting for some sort of tinkerer, and with thick brown gloves, the only skin showing is around his face and neck, covered with soot and extremely pale. Around his chest is a satchel, brimming with many sorts of devices and notes and unlabeled alchemical brews. On the satchel’s stap going over his opposite shoulder, three separate watches are hung on metallic chains. One is made of white marble, the other a dark oak wood, and the third some sort of black stone or gem. They all tick at different times, and he’s clutching the oak one with one of his hands.
he falls over and vomits, before quickly getting back up, wiping his mouth and looking around. He takes a scalpel from his bag, twirling it in his fingers.
Popping into existence as reality fizzles and pops around the center of the dome, is a young man with silky, short black hair, all frazzled and messy as if they had just been in a rainstorm, and warm brown eyes. With a white lab coat over leather clothes fitting for some sort of tinkerer, and with thick brown gloves, the only skin showing is around his face and neck, covered with soot and extremely pale. Around his chest is a satchel, brimming with many sorts of devices and notes and unlabeled alchemical brews. On the satchel’s stap going over his opposite shoulder, three separate watches are hung on metallic chains. One is made of white marble, the other a dark oak wood, and the third some sort of black stone or gem. They all tick at different times, and he’s clutching the oak one with one of his hands.
he falls over and vomits, before quickly getting back up, wiping his mouth and looking around. He takes a scalpel from his bag, twirling it in his fingers.
*So you can have 2 characters?*
*yep, I have three actually. This guy, Lonely, and the doom duck. Wanna interact with this guy?*
Popping into existence as reality fizzles and pops around the center of the dome, is a young man with silky, short black hair, all frazzled and messy as if they had just been in a rainstorm, and warm brown eyes. With a white lab coat over leather clothes fitting for some sort of tinkerer, and with thick brown gloves, the only skin showing is around his face and neck, covered with soot and extremely pale. Around his chest is a satchel, brimming with many sorts of devices and notes and unlabeled alchemical brews. On the satchel’s stap going over his opposite shoulder, three separate watches are hung on metallic chains. One is made of white marble, the other a dark oak wood, and the third some sort of black stone or gem. They all tick at different times, and he’s clutching the oak one with one of his hands.
he falls over and vomits, before quickly getting back up, wiping his mouth and looking around. He takes a scalpel from his bag, twirling it in his fingers.
*So you can have 2 characters?*
*yep, I have three actually. This guy, Lonely, and the doom duck. Wanna interact with this guy?*
Popping into existence as reality fizzles and pops around the center of the dome, is a young man with silky, short black hair, all frazzled and messy as if they had just been in a rainstorm, and warm brown eyes. With a white lab coat over leather clothes fitting for some sort of tinkerer, and with thick brown gloves, the only skin showing is around his face and neck, covered with soot and extremely pale. Around his chest is a satchel, brimming with many sorts of devices and notes and unlabeled alchemical brews. On the satchel’s stap going over his opposite shoulder, three separate watches are hung on metallic chains. One is made of white marble, the other a dark oak wood, and the third some sort of black stone or gem. They all tick at different times, and he’s clutching the oak one with one of his hands.
he falls over and vomits, before quickly getting back up, wiping his mouth and looking around. He takes a scalpel from his bag, twirling it in his fingers.
*So you can have 2 characters?*
*yep, I have three actually. This guy, Lonely, and the doom duck. Wanna interact with this guy?*
*nrn I'm working on a medival warfare thread.*
*awww alright*
*there’s actually a similar game on forum games called faction wars, which I helped make.*
Popping into existence as reality fizzles and pops around the center of the dome, is a young man with silky, short black hair, all frazzled and messy as if they had just been in a rainstorm, and warm brown eyes. With a white lab coat over leather clothes fitting for some sort of tinkerer, and with thick brown gloves, the only skin showing is around his face and neck, covered with soot and extremely pale. Around his chest is a satchel, brimming with many sorts of devices and notes and unlabeled alchemical brews. On the satchel’s stap going over his opposite shoulder, three separate watches are hung on metallic chains. One is made of white marble, the other a dark oak wood, and the third some sort of black stone or gem. They all tick at different times, and he’s clutching the oak one with one of his hands.
he falls over and vomits, before quickly getting back up, wiping his mouth and looking around. He takes a scalpel from his bag, twirling it in his fingers.
*So you can have 2 characters?*
*yep, I have three actually. This guy, Lonely, and the doom duck. Wanna interact with this guy?*
*nrn I'm working on a medival warfare thread.*
*awww alright*
*there’s actually a similar game on forum games called faction wars, which I helped make.*
*anyways. How will yours work?*
*I'll have it up by the end of today, I made monster stats for the different armies.*
Popping into existence as reality fizzles and pops around the center of the dome, is a young man with silky, short black hair, all frazzled and messy as if they had just been in a rainstorm, and warm brown eyes. With a white lab coat over leather clothes fitting for some sort of tinkerer, and with thick brown gloves, the only skin showing is around his face and neck, covered with soot and extremely pale. Around his chest is a satchel, brimming with many sorts of devices and notes and unlabeled alchemical brews. On the satchel’s stap going over his opposite shoulder, three separate watches are hung on metallic chains. One is made of white marble, the other a dark oak wood, and the third some sort of black stone or gem. They all tick at different times, and he’s clutching the oak one with one of his hands.
he falls over and vomits, before quickly getting back up, wiping his mouth and looking around. He takes a scalpel from his bag, twirling it in his fingers.
"Buddy!? Your disrespect is unacceptable, I am Tollak of the Storm!"
My Threads: House of Adventurers, Role Playing, Sorcerers Saloon, Also Role Playing, Historical Warfare, War.
My Dome characters: Tollak, Earthlord Primordius My other characters: Here
Titles from drummer: Lightning Struck Loot Chaser (PM me Tomato.)
"I'm sorry, Tollak."
*gotta go, I might be on later.*
My Threads: House of Adventurers, Role Playing, Sorcerers Saloon, Also Role Playing, Historical Warfare, War.
My Dome characters: Tollak, Earthlord Primordius My other characters: Here
Titles from drummer: Lightning Struck Loot Chaser (PM me Tomato.)
*oh, ok, see you.*
*anybody else wanna RP?*
The armor and weapons are tough enough to handle the hits with little damage. Whoever crafted them must have know what they were doing.
*do you want to RP?*
*Im about to get off. Sorry.*
*oh, ok, anyone else want to RP?*
Popping into existence as reality fizzles and pops around the center of the dome, is a young man with silky, short black hair, all frazzled and messy as if they had just been in a rainstorm, and warm brown eyes. With a white lab coat over leather clothes fitting for some sort of tinkerer, and with thick brown gloves, the only skin showing is around his face and neck, covered with soot and extremely pale. Around his chest is a satchel, brimming with many sorts of devices and notes and unlabeled alchemical brews. On the satchel’s stap going over his opposite shoulder, three separate watches are hung on metallic chains. One is made of white marble, the other a dark oak wood, and the third some sort of black stone or gem. They all tick at different times, and he’s clutching the oak one with one of his hands.
he falls over and vomits, before quickly getting back up, wiping his mouth and looking around. He takes a scalpel from his bag, twirling it in his fingers.
*So you can have 2 characters?*
My Threads: House of Adventurers, Role Playing, Sorcerers Saloon, Also Role Playing, Historical Warfare, War.
My Dome characters: Tollak, Earthlord Primordius My other characters: Here
Titles from drummer: Lightning Struck Loot Chaser (PM me Tomato.)
*yep, I have three actually. This guy, Lonely, and the doom duck. Wanna interact with this guy?*
*nrn I'm working on a medival warfare thread.*
My Threads: House of Adventurers, Role Playing, Sorcerers Saloon, Also Role Playing, Historical Warfare, War.
My Dome characters: Tollak, Earthlord Primordius My other characters: Here
Titles from drummer: Lightning Struck Loot Chaser (PM me Tomato.)
*awww alright*
*there’s actually a similar game on forum games called faction wars, which I helped make.*
*anyways. How will yours work?*
*I'll have it up by the end of today, I made monster stats for the different armies.*
My Threads: House of Adventurers, Role Playing, Sorcerers Saloon, Also Role Playing, Historical Warfare, War.
My Dome characters: Tollak, Earthlord Primordius My other characters: Here
Titles from drummer: Lightning Struck Loot Chaser (PM me Tomato.)
*anyone else wanna rp?*
*aaanyone???*
*pleaaase?*
*iiii’m allooooone*
*sooo aloooone*