"..." He sheds a tear. "I hope we can still be friends."
“How many people?” They whisper.
"I-i-i... I don't know."
“More than ten? Twenty?”
"Lonely, you will hate the answer."
They get up, and start to walk away. They look back, tears in their eyes.
Alacreus is confused, trying to tackle and bark at Zodiac to get the storms to stop.
"Lonely please! Don't leave me!"
“Why shouldn’t i?”
"I-i-i... I don't know."
“Why should I be friends with you when you’ve killed… however many people you’ve just killed… multiple times over?” The air becomes cold around Lonely, and the area around them loses their color. Shadows on the ground flicker like flames and strange, two dimensional tendrils of shadow expand out from Lonely’s shadow.
"I... I'm sorry. Truly. But I know that it can't change anything."
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
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.
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
Suddenly, Zodiac shines brightly. The darkness fades a little, leaving his shadow
Galighorelk is practicing with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
Zodiac appears next to Ragnaris. "Sup?"
Ragnaris sighs. "You again. What is it this time?"
"I have a gift!!!"
"What is it?"
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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.
A man in a hybrid ship's captain/high-class chef's uniform enters the dome. He has a generically attractive face, as if you could pick it up off a shelf under the aisle "handsome," but his eyes are dark and pitiless. On his belt is an oversized kitchen knife, its sheath covered in withered angelic feathers.
*NOT THE CHEF! Don will have to say hello once more.*
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
Suddenly, Zodiac shines brightly. The darkness fades a little, leaving his shadow
“So?! Can you not do that?” They say, their presence spreading outwards more, although shunted away by the light. They look around, a bit nervous. They aren’t in control of any of these effects.
A man in a hybrid ship's captain/high-class chef's uniform enters the dome. He has a generically attractive face, as if you could pick it up off a shelf under the aisle "handsome," but his eyes are dark and pitiless. On his belt is an oversized kitchen knife, its sheath covered in withered angelic feathers.
*NOT THE CHEF! Don will have to say hello once more.*
*Not if they canonically know each other now...*
*Fair enough. Such an interest character the Chef is.*
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
Suddenly, Zodiac shines brightly. The darkness fades a little, leaving his shadow
“So?! Can you not do that?” They say, their presence spreading outwards more, although shunted away by the light. They look around, a bit nervous. They aren’t in control of any of these effects.
"I could, but they would be forever traumatized, so much, they would be better off dead."
Galighorelk is practicing with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
Zodiac appears next to Ragnaris. "Sup?"
Ragnaris sighs. "You again. What is it this time?"
"I have a gift!!!"
"What is it?"
"13,000 healing potions!!!" He pulls out a big bag
"I have no use for those. I appreciate the gesture, but really, I do not need them."
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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.
Galighorelk is practicing with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
The doom duck is watching them, waddling behind them.
Ragnaris notices the duck, then growls. The tarrasques are still clamped in his jaws.
Impressive, dragon.
"You mean taking down these beasts? It was nothing."
Have you heard of the primeval Tarrasque? The Titan before time…
"Of course I have. Who has not?"
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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.
Galighorelk is practicing with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
Zodiac appears next to Ragnaris. "Sup?"
Ragnaris sighs. "You again. What is it this time?"
"I have a gift!!!"
"What is it?"
"13,000 healing potions!!!" He pulls out a big bag
"I have no use for those. I appreciate the gesture, but really, I do not need them."
The bag glitches, and he can tell it is filled with something else now. "How about 100,000,000,000,000,000 gold pieces?"
"I already have my hoard, which is worth much, MUCH more than that puny sum."
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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.
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
Suddenly, Zodiac shines brightly. The darkness fades a little, leaving his shadow
“So?! Can you not do that?” They say, their presence spreading outwards more, although shunted away by the light. They look around, a bit nervous. They aren’t in control of any of these effects.
"I could, but they would be forever traumatized, so much, they would be better off dead."
“Great! So you just… have no way to undo what you did…” they say, shaking. The temperature drops 40 degrees. (Fahrenheit)
A man in a hybrid ship's captain/high-class chef's uniform enters the dome. He has a generically attractive face, as if you could pick it up off a shelf under the aisle "handsome," but his eyes are dark and pitiless. On his belt is an oversized kitchen knife, its sheath covered in withered angelic feathers.
*NOT THE CHEF! Don will have to say hello once more.*
*Not if they canonically know each other now...*
*Fair enough. Such an interest character the Chef is.*
*Why thank you! I've worked on him for months now, and he's one of my favorites if it wasn't painfully obvious already.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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"I have a gift!!!"
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
Impressive, dragon.
He drops the tarrasques. "You mean taking down these beasts? It was nothing."
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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Suddenly, Zodiac shines brightly. The darkness fades a little, leaving his shadow
"What is 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.
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Have you heard of the primeval Tarrasque? The Titan before time…
*Not if they canonically know each other now...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"13,000 healing potions!!!" He pulls out a big bag
“So?! Can you not do that?” They say, their presence spreading outwards more, although shunted away by the light. They look around, a bit nervous. They aren’t in control of any of these effects.
*Fair enough. Such an interest character the Chef is.*
"I could, but they would be forever traumatized, so much, they would be better off dead."
"I have no use for those. I appreciate the gesture, but really, I do not need them."
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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"Of course I have. Who has not?"
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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The bag glitches, and he can tell it is filled with something else now. "How about 100,000,000,000,000,000 gold pieces?"
good point. The very first of all Tarrasques… have you ever thought of trying to fight the creature?
"I already have my hoard, which is worth much, MUCH more than that puny sum."
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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“Great! So you just… have no way to undo what you did…” they say, shaking. The temperature drops 40 degrees. (Fahrenheit)
"How about an entire universe?"
*Why thank you! I've worked on him for months now, and he's one of my favorites if it wasn't painfully obvious already.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels