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.
The ground begins rumble as a large form begins to emerge from the ground.
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.
The ground begins rumble as a large form begins to emerge from the ground.
”OH (GP) DID I END UP IN THE WRONG TIME PERIOD?” He jumps back and raises his scalpel in defense.
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.
The ground begins rumble as a large form begins to emerge from the ground.
”OH (GP) DID I END UP IN THE WRONG TIME PERIOD?” He jumps back and raises his scalpel in defense.
*accidentally stuck in pink text*
As it fully emerges a large rock monster says in a primordial voice "You have come from what time period?"
An explosion of thunder sounds throughout the arena as lightning strikes the earth. Suddenly a man in a billowing cloak the color of the starry sky is standing in the arena. The cloak covers the man’s face in shadow, only the lightning jumping between his eyes and his smile shining through. He radiates the power of a mighty tempest, the wrath of a god of storms.
An explosion of thunder sounds throughout the arena as lightning strikes the earth. Suddenly a man in a billowing cloak the color of the starry sky is standing in the arena. The cloak covers the man’s face in shadow, only the lightning jumping between his eyes and his smile shining through. He radiates the power of a mighty tempest, the wrath of a god of storms.
An explosion of thunder sounds throughout the arena as lightning strikes the earth. Suddenly a man in a billowing cloak the color of the starry sky is standing in the arena. The cloak covers the man’s face in shadow, only the lightning jumping between his eyes and his smile shining through. He radiates the power of a mighty tempest, the wrath of a god of storms.
An explosion of thunder sounds throughout the arena as lightning strikes the earth. Suddenly a man in a billowing cloak the color of the starry sky is standing in the arena. The cloak covers the man’s face in shadow, only the lightning jumping between his eyes and his smile shining through. He radiates the power of a mighty tempest, the wrath of a god of storms.
*Oh damn, he's just my other char. I'm a Norse lightning god.*
The ground swells under him as a titanic monster emerges from below, it says "Who are you. Why did you come here."
An explosion of thunder sounds throughout the arena as lightning strikes the earth. Suddenly a man in a billowing cloak the color of the starry sky is standing in the arena. The cloak covers the man’s face in shadow, only the lightning jumping between his eyes and his smile shining through. He radiates the power of a mighty tempest, the wrath of a god of storms.
*Oh damn, he's just my other char. I'm a Norse lightning god.*
The ground swells under him as a titanic monster emerges from below, it says "Who are you. Why did you come here."
*Kinda sorta, I wanted to make him slightly different.*
With an explosion of thunder he disappears and reappears a few feet away. He opens his mouth, speaking with a strong Australian accent “Hi! My names Jason.”
An explosion of thunder sounds throughout the arena as lightning strikes the earth. Suddenly a man in a billowing cloak the color of the starry sky is standing in the arena. The cloak covers the man’s face in shadow, only the lightning jumping between his eyes and his smile shining through. He radiates the power of a mighty tempest, the wrath of a god of storms.
*Oh damn, he's just my other char. I'm a Norse lightning god.*
The ground swells under him as a titanic monster emerges from below, it says "Who are you. Why did you come here."
*Kinda sorta, I wanted to make him slightly different.*
With an explosion of thunder he disappears and reappears a few feet away. He opens his mouth, speaking with a strong Australian accent “Hi! My names Jason.”
"Hello Jason, I am the Earthlord Primordius. What brings you here?"
An explosion of thunder sounds throughout the arena as lightning strikes the earth. Suddenly a man in a billowing cloak the color of the starry sky is standing in the arena. The cloak covers the man’s face in shadow, only the lightning jumping between his eyes and his smile shining through. He radiates the power of a mighty tempest, the wrath of a god of storms.
*Oh damn, he's just my other char. I'm a Norse lightning god.*
The ground swells under him as a titanic monster emerges from below, it says "Who are you. Why did you come here."
*Kinda sorta, I wanted to make him slightly different.*
With an explosion of thunder he disappears and reappears a few feet away. He opens his mouth, speaking with a strong Australian accent “Hi! My names Jason.”
"Hello Jason, I am the Earthlord Primordius. What brings you here?"
“No idea mate, I just ended up here.” He reaches out a hand casually in greeting.
An explosion of thunder sounds throughout the arena as lightning strikes the earth. Suddenly a man in a billowing cloak the color of the starry sky is standing in the arena. The cloak covers the man’s face in shadow, only the lightning jumping between his eyes and his smile shining through. He radiates the power of a mighty tempest, the wrath of a god of storms.
*Oh damn, he's just my other char. I'm a Norse lightning god.*
The ground swells under him as a titanic monster emerges from below, it says "Who are you. Why did you come here."
*Kinda sorta, I wanted to make him slightly different.*
With an explosion of thunder he disappears and reappears a few feet away. He opens his mouth, speaking with a strong Australian accent “Hi! My names Jason.”
"Hello Jason, I am the Earthlord Primordius. What brings you here?"
“No idea mate, I just ended up here.” He reaches out a hand casually in greeting.
"Mortal, I lack hands to grasp yours, yet I acknowledge and accept your gesture."
An explosion of thunder sounds throughout the arena as lightning strikes the earth. Suddenly a man in a billowing cloak the color of the starry sky is standing in the arena. The cloak covers the man’s face in shadow, only the lightning jumping between his eyes and his smile shining through. He radiates the power of a mighty tempest, the wrath of a god of storms.
*Oh damn, he's just my other char. I'm a Norse lightning god.*
The ground swells under him as a titanic monster emerges from below, it says "Who are you. Why did you come here."
*Kinda sorta, I wanted to make him slightly different.*
With an explosion of thunder he disappears and reappears a few feet away. He opens his mouth, speaking with a strong Australian accent “Hi! My names Jason.”
"Hello Jason, I am the Earthlord Primordius. What brings you here?"
“No idea mate, I just ended up here.” He reaches out a hand casually in greeting.
"Mortal, I lack hands to grasp yours, yet I acknowledge and accept your gesture."
He puts his hand back underneath his cloak “Thank mate, do you have a simpler name then earthlord?”
An explosion of thunder sounds throughout the arena as lightning strikes the earth. Suddenly a man in a billowing cloak the color of the starry sky is standing in the arena. The cloak covers the man’s face in shadow, only the lightning jumping between his eyes and his smile shining through. He radiates the power of a mighty tempest, the wrath of a god of storms.
*Oh damn, he's just my other char. I'm a Norse lightning god.*
The ground swells under him as a titanic monster emerges from below, it says "Who are you. Why did you come here."
*Kinda sorta, I wanted to make him slightly different.*
With an explosion of thunder he disappears and reappears a few feet away. He opens his mouth, speaking with a strong Australian accent “Hi! My names Jason.”
"Hello Jason, I am the Earthlord Primordius. What brings you here?"
“No idea mate, I just ended up here.” He reaches out a hand casually in greeting.
"Mortal, I lack hands to grasp yours, yet I acknowledge and accept your gesture."
He puts his hand back underneath his cloak “Thank mate, do you have a simpler name then earthlord?”
"My name Primordius, Earthlord is a title and a race."
*SERIOUSLY PLEASE SOMEONE*
*I am someone.*
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.)
*yay wanna interact with the scientist guy?*
*I have a monster elemental, sure! Do you wanna do intro or should I*
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’ll just repost my original*
The ground begins rumble as a large form begins to emerge from the ground.
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 (GP) DID I END UP IN THE WRONG TIME PERIOD?” He jumps back and raises his scalpel in defense.
*accidentally stuck in pink text*
As it fully emerges a large rock monster says in a primordial voice "You have come from what time period?"
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.)
An explosion of thunder sounds throughout the arena as lightning strikes the earth. Suddenly a man in a billowing cloak the color of the starry sky is standing in the arena. The cloak covers the man’s face in shadow, only the lightning jumping between his eyes and his smile shining through. He radiates the power of a mighty tempest, the wrath of a god of storms.
jylek folds his arms and watches the man angrily.
(nvm, gtg)
wishing to live.
whispering on wind.
falling through sky.
feeling i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
*Oh damn, he's just my other char. I'm a Norse lightning god.*
The ground swells under him as a titanic monster emerges from below, it says "Who are you. Why did you come here."
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.)
*Kinda sorta, I wanted to make him slightly different.*
With an explosion of thunder he disappears and reappears a few feet away. He opens his mouth, speaking with a strong Australian accent “Hi! My names Jason.”
"Hello Jason, I am the Earthlord Primordius. What brings you here?"
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.)
“No idea mate, I just ended up here.” He reaches out a hand casually in greeting.
"Mortal, I lack hands to grasp yours, yet I acknowledge and accept your gesture."
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.)
He puts his hand back underneath his cloak “Thank mate, do you have a simpler name then earthlord?”
"My name Primordius, Earthlord is a title and a race."
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.)