Morph looks for a window and sees the time of day, and nods knowingly saying. "Ah, the sun is reaching its highest mark, I must away to bed, maybe after my rest you can teach me of this culinary course. I will enroll with you." Morph forms a like Noctis's and reaches out for a handshake. "Friends? You could be the first friend of mine on Earth, and maybe the first freind of a Morphemest ever." He says jokingly.
"Sure!" Noctis says, shaking Morph's hand with his gold clawed black gloved hand. Even with the gloves, the hand is cool to the touch, but not unbearably so. "See you later!"
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Morph looks for a window and sees the time of day, and nods knowingly saying. "Ah, the sun is reaching its highest mark, I must away to bed, maybe after my rest you can teach me of this culinary course. I will enroll with you." Morph forms a like Noctis's and reaches out for a handshake. "Friends? You could be the first friend of mine on Earth, and maybe the first freind of a Morphemest ever." He says jokingly.
"Sure!" Noctis says, shaking Morph's hand with his gold clawed black gloved hand. Even with the gloves, the hand is cool to the touch, but not unbearably so. "See you later!"
"Morphleporphlewarf!" He says. He leaves without explanation and you are left to wonder...was that the Morphemest way of saying...see ya later?
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I have made a huge homebrew setting that I am still working on putting here in DDB. Please give me feedback, I want to know all of what I am doing wrong, and what I am doing right. The thread is a huge work in progress, so everything in it from content to layout is subject to change. Please check this forum:Welcome to Zionderia
Also I have a fun thread that explores an idea about dreams based off the movie Inception. I still need to add the link but stay tuned.
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
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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!”
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
“Yep.”
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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!”
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
“Yep.”
“I’m Jason. Who’re you?”
“Torikku. You can just call me Tori if you want.”
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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!”
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
“Yep.”
“I’m Jason. Who’re you?”
“Torikku. You can just call me Tori if you want.”
“You can call me Jack, then. Where are ya from?”
“The Chiba Prefecture. It’s in Japan.”
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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!”
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
“Yep.”
“I’m Jason. Who’re you?”
“Torikku. You can just call me Tori if you want.”
“You can call me Jack, then. Where are ya from?”
“The Chiba Prefecture. It’s in Japan.”
“Huh. Never heard of it… I’m from London. Born there, at least.”
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
“Yep.”
“I’m Jason. Who’re you?”
“Torikku. You can just call me Tori if you want.”
“You can call me Jack, then. Where are ya from?”
“The Chiba Prefecture. It’s in Japan.”
“Huh. Never heard of it… I’m from London. Born there, at least.”
“Cool. If this is a school for monsters and stuff, what are you?”
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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!”
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
“Yep.”
“I’m Jason. Who’re you?”
“Torikku. You can just call me Tori if you want.”
“You can call me Jack, then. Where are ya from?”
“The Chiba Prefecture. It’s in Japan.”
“Huh. Never heard of it… I’m from London. Born there, at least.”
“Cool. If this is a school for monsters and stuff, what are you?”
“Uuuhh… demon? Sort of? Not very clear, don’t think anyone knows. I’m a direct descendent of the terror of London, Spring-heeled Jack. Grandson, I think…”
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
“Yep.”
“I’m Jason. Who’re you?”
“Torikku. You can just call me Tori if you want.”
“You can call me Jack, then. Where are ya from?”
“The Chiba Prefecture. It’s in Japan.”
“Huh. Never heard of it… I’m from London. Born there, at least.”
“Cool. If this is a school for monsters and stuff, what are you?”
“Uuuhh… demon? Sort of? Not very clear, don’t think anyone knows. I’m a direct descendent of the terror of London, Spring-heeled Jack. Grandson, I think…”
“I’m a demon too! A full one, that is. Not a half-breed.”
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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!”
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
“Yep.”
“I’m Jason. Who’re you?”
“Torikku. You can just call me Tori if you want.”
“You can call me Jack, then. Where are ya from?”
“The Chiba Prefecture. It’s in Japan.”
“Huh. Never heard of it… I’m from London. Born there, at least.”
“Cool. If this is a school for monsters and stuff, what are you?”
“Uuuhh… demon? Sort of? Not very clear, don’t think anyone knows. I’m a direct descendent of the terror of London, Spring-heeled Jack. Grandson, I think…”
“I’m a demon too! A full one, that is. Not a half-breed.”
“Fun… I’m not entirely sure how it works, I don’t know who my mother or Grandmother was, just my father and grandfather. My father called himself a spring-heeled horror, so I guess that’s what I am too? What sorts of stuff can you do?”
After talking with some nice people, Nessie goes off to enter the school. He then remembers that wheeled tanks can't go up stairs. "Maaaaan, this again... Can't they add a ramp or something?"
The Invisible Teenager, aka Invis, is wandering through the halls, looking for some people to mess with.
Goopy is watching the place he worked so hard to clean slowly get turned into a mess again. Oh, well.
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
“Yep.”
“I’m Jason. Who’re you?”
“Torikku. You can just call me Tori if you want.”
“You can call me Jack, then. Where are ya from?”
“The Chiba Prefecture. It’s in Japan.”
“Huh. Never heard of it… I’m from London. Born there, at least.”
“Cool. If this is a school for monsters and stuff, what are you?”
“Uuuhh… demon? Sort of? Not very clear, don’t think anyone knows. I’m a direct descendent of the terror of London, Spring-heeled Jack. Grandson, I think…”
“I’m a demon too! A full one, that is. Not a half-breed.”
“Fun… I’m not entirely sure how it works, I don’t know who my mother or Grandmother was, just my father and grandfather. My father called himself a spring-heeled horror, so I guess that’s what I am too? What sorts of stuff can you do?”
He transforms into a brown fox with the same golden eyes. Then a cicada with the same color scheme. Then a toad. Then a snake. Then the transform into a near perfect copy of Jason, though his eyes are still gold “Shapeshifter magic! I can make illusions too!”
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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!”
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
“Yep.”
“I’m Jason. Who’re you?”
“Torikku. You can just call me Tori if you want.”
“You can call me Jack, then. Where are ya from?”
“The Chiba Prefecture. It’s in Japan.”
“Huh. Never heard of it… I’m from London. Born there, at least.”
“Cool. If this is a school for monsters and stuff, what are you?”
“Uuuhh… demon? Sort of? Not very clear, don’t think anyone knows. I’m a direct descendent of the terror of London, Spring-heeled Jack. Grandson, I think…”
“I’m a demon too! A full one, that is. Not a half-breed.”
“Fun… I’m not entirely sure how it works, I don’t know who my mother or Grandmother was, just my father and grandfather. My father called himself a spring-heeled horror, so I guess that’s what I am too? What sorts of stuff can you do?”
He transforms into a brown fox with the same golden eyes. Then a cicada with the same color scheme. Then a toad. Then a snake. Then the transform into a near perfect copy of Jason, though his eyes are still gold “Shapeshifter magic! I can make illusions too!”
“Wow, that’s pretty awesome. You can make anything?”
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
“Yep.”
“I’m Jason. Who’re you?”
“Torikku. You can just call me Tori if you want.”
“You can call me Jack, then. Where are ya from?”
“The Chiba Prefecture. It’s in Japan.”
“Huh. Never heard of it… I’m from London. Born there, at least.”
“Cool. If this is a school for monsters and stuff, what are you?”
“Uuuhh… demon? Sort of? Not very clear, don’t think anyone knows. I’m a direct descendent of the terror of London, Spring-heeled Jack. Grandson, I think…”
“I’m a demon too! A full one, that is. Not a half-breed.”
“Fun… I’m not entirely sure how it works, I don’t know who my mother or Grandmother was, just my father and grandfather. My father called himself a spring-heeled horror, so I guess that’s what I am too? What sorts of stuff can you do?”
He transforms into a brown fox with the same golden eyes. Then a cicada with the same color scheme. Then a toad. Then a snake. Then the transform into a near perfect copy of Jason, though his eyes are still gold “Shapeshifter magic! I can make illusions too!”
“Wow, that’s pretty awesome. You can make anything?”
“Not really.”
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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!”
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
“Yep.”
“I’m Jason. Who’re you?”
“Torikku. You can just call me Tori if you want.”
“You can call me Jack, then. Where are ya from?”
“The Chiba Prefecture. It’s in Japan.”
“Huh. Never heard of it… I’m from London. Born there, at least.”
“Cool. If this is a school for monsters and stuff, what are you?”
“Uuuhh… demon? Sort of? Not very clear, don’t think anyone knows. I’m a direct descendent of the terror of London, Spring-heeled Jack. Grandson, I think…”
“I’m a demon too! A full one, that is. Not a half-breed.”
“Fun… I’m not entirely sure how it works, I don’t know who my mother or Grandmother was, just my father and grandfather. My father called himself a spring-heeled horror, so I guess that’s what I am too? What sorts of stuff can you do?”
He transforms into a brown fox with the same golden eyes. Then a cicada with the same color scheme. Then a toad. Then a snake. Then the transform into a near perfect copy of Jason, though his eyes are still gold “Shapeshifter magic! I can make illusions too!”
“Wow, that’s pretty awesome. You can make anything?”
“Not really.”
“Oh. What can you make with illusions, then?”
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"Sure!" Noctis says, shaking Morph's hand with his gold clawed black gloved hand. Even with the gloves, the hand is cool to the touch, but not unbearably so. "See you later!"
"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
"Morphleporphlewarf!" He says. He leaves without explanation and you are left to wonder...was that the Morphemest way of saying...see ya later?
I have made a huge homebrew setting that I am still working on putting here in DDB. Please give me feedback, I want to know all of what I am doing wrong, and what I am doing right. The thread is a huge work in progress, so everything in it from content to layout is subject to change. Please check this forum: Welcome to Zionderia
Also I have a fun thread that explores an idea about dreams based off the movie Inception. I still need to add the link but stay tuned.
A boy, probably a freshman, walks up to the school entrance. He wears distressed skinny jeans and high top sneakers, a vintage T shirt and a black leather jacket. He has fair skin dotted with freckles, and has tousled, stylishly untidy black hair, along with bright, sky blue eyes. He has a plain black backpack that’s only partially zipped up, with two wooden drumsticks sticking out, both with charred ends, smoking slightly. He walks towards the school with confident, effortless grace as if he were suddenly about to spring into action. He has a slight smirk on his face, drumming his fingers on his leg to some beat.
*oh, also, spooky!*
A boy of the same age appears at his side. His smile more obvious, and self satisfied with pronounced canines. His golden eyes glint mischievously. He wears a black hoodie with an eastern dragon twisting around a kanji. A sliver necklace hangs from his neck, what appears to be a bird bone attached to the chain. For some reason, he wears no backpack “Hey.”
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!”
“Hey,” he says, not looking at them. “You new here too?”
“Yep.”
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!”
“I’m Jason. Who are you?”
“Torikku. You can just call me Tori if you want.”
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!”
“You can call me Jack, then. Where are ya from?”
“The Chiba Prefecture. It’s in Japan.”
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!”
“Huh. Never heard of it… I’m from London. Born there, at least.”
“Cool. If this is a school for monsters and stuff, what are you?”
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!”
“Uuuhh… demon? Sort of? Not very clear, don’t think anyone knows. I’m a direct descendent of the terror of London, Spring-heeled Jack. Grandson, I think…”
“I’m a demon too! A full one, that is. Not a half-breed.”
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!”
“Fun… I’m not entirely sure how it works, I don’t know who my mother or Grandmother was, just my father and grandfather. My father called himself a spring-heeled horror, so I guess that’s what I am too? What sorts of stuff can you do?”
After talking with some nice people, Nessie goes off to enter the school. He then remembers that wheeled tanks can't go up stairs. "Maaaaan, this again... Can't they add a ramp or something?"
The Invisible Teenager, aka Invis, is wandering through the halls, looking for some people to mess with.
Goopy is watching the place he worked so hard to clean slowly get turned into a mess again. Oh, well.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
He transforms into a brown fox with the same golden eyes. Then a cicada with the same color scheme. Then a toad. Then a snake. Then the transform into a near perfect copy of Jason, though his eyes are still gold “Shapeshifter magic! I can make illusions too!”
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!”
“Wow, that’s pretty awesome. You can make anything?”
“Not really.”
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!”
“Oh. What can you make with illusions, then?”