Apollon smiles, his eyes flashing red as he stops spinning his spear. “I am. Know this, Master of Gloom, the King and his Counsel shall meet their end by my hand. I am a Hunter. The Flame of Frenzy. And I have yet to be bested.”
“I see,” He says, “I hope that when you take out the King you’ll be willing to spare a number of his Court.” The shadows draped across his body seem to darken, veiling his features even more. “And how do you expect to supplant the King in his own domain? You are attacking him where he is strongest.”
*I have to go coach a soccer game soon.*
*ooo! Have fun!*
3”Firstly, I’ll spare whoever is least loyal to the king. Second, wether it’s his domain or not, i will burn him to ashes and let chaos take this world.” He says, a sick smile on his
“Well, you have the confidence.” He says dryly, “I hope you don’t mind me not swearing my allegiance to a murderous stranger shooting at the moon, but it may do well for you to know that I’m an ambitious man and the Autumn Courts as of now don’t have much room for advancement.”
“Mn, then don’t get in my way when I kill the king. Then you can progress as much as you’d like.” He says, picking at the point of the spear
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“I see,” He says, “I hope that when you take out the King you’ll be willing to spare a number of his Court.” The shadows draped across his body seem to darken, veiling his features even more. “And how do you expect to supplant the King in his own domain? You are attacking him where he is strongest.”
*I have to go coach a soccer game soon.*
*ooo! Have fun!*
3”Firstly, I’ll spare whoever is least loyal to the king. Second, wether it’s his domain or not, i will burn him to ashes and let chaos take this world.” He says, a sick smile on his
“Well, you have the confidence.” He says dryly, “I hope you don’t mind me not swearing my allegiance to a murderous stranger shooting at the moon, but it may do well for you to know that I’m an ambitious man and the Autumn Courts as of now don’t have much room for advancement.”
“Mn, then don’t get in my way when I kill the king. Then you can progress as much as you’d like.” He says, picking at the point of the spear
He smiles and nods, “Why are you seeking the King’s life? What sort of vendetta do you have against him? I may not be his most loyal supporter, but even I have to admit he isn’t that bad of a man.”
“I see,” He says, “I hope that when you take out the King you’ll be willing to spare a number of his Court.” The shadows draped across his body seem to darken, veiling his features even more. “And how do you expect to supplant the King in his own domain? You are attacking him where he is strongest.”
*I have to go coach a soccer game soon.*
*ooo! Have fun!*
3”Firstly, I’ll spare whoever is least loyal to the king. Second, wether it’s his domain or not, i will burn him to ashes and let chaos take this world.” He says, a sick smile on his
“Well, you have the confidence.” He says dryly, “I hope you don’t mind me not swearing my allegiance to a murderous stranger shooting at the moon, but it may do well for you to know that I’m an ambitious man and the Autumn Courts as of now don’t have much room for advancement.”
“Mn, then don’t get in my way when I kill the king. Then you can progress as much as you’d like.” He says, picking at the point of the spear
He smiles and nods, “Why are you seeking the King’s life? What sort of vendetta do you have against him? I may not be his most loyal supporter, but even I have to admit he isn’t that bad of a man.”
“Kings and tyrants must fall. Ashes to ashes. The must die. Crimes committed or not.”
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“I see,” He says, “I hope that when you take out the King you’ll be willing to spare a number of his Court.” The shadows draped across his body seem to darken, veiling his features even more. “And how do you expect to supplant the King in his own domain? You are attacking him where he is strongest.”
*I have to go coach a soccer game soon.*
*ooo! Have fun!*
3”Firstly, I’ll spare whoever is least loyal to the king. Second, wether it’s his domain or not, i will burn him to ashes and let chaos take this world.” He says, a sick smile on his
“Well, you have the confidence.” He says dryly, “I hope you don’t mind me not swearing my allegiance to a murderous stranger shooting at the moon, but it may do well for you to know that I’m an ambitious man and the Autumn Courts as of now don’t have much room for advancement.”
“Mn, then don’t get in my way when I kill the king. Then you can progress as much as you’d like.” He says, picking at the point of the spear
He smiles and nods, “Why are you seeking the King’s life? What sort of vendetta do you have against him? I may not be his most loyal supporter, but even I have to admit he isn’t that bad of a man.”
“Kings and tyrants must fall. Ashes to ashes. The must die. Crimes committed or not.”
“So are you an anarchist? Or do you have some other model you follow?” asks Mr. Ombré.
“I see,” He says, “I hope that when you take out the King you’ll be willing to spare a number of his Court.” The shadows draped across his body seem to darken, veiling his features even more. “And how do you expect to supplant the King in his own domain? You are attacking him where he is strongest.”
*I have to go coach a soccer game soon.*
*ooo! Have fun!*
3”Firstly, I’ll spare whoever is least loyal to the king. Second, wether it’s his domain or not, i will burn him to ashes and let chaos take this world.” He says, a sick smile on his
“Well, you have the confidence.” He says dryly, “I hope you don’t mind me not swearing my allegiance to a murderous stranger shooting at the moon, but it may do well for you to know that I’m an ambitious man and the Autumn Courts as of now don’t have much room for advancement.”
“Mn, then don’t get in my way when I kill the king. Then you can progress as much as you’d like.” He says, picking at the point of the spear
He smiles and nods, “Why are you seeking the King’s life? What sort of vendetta do you have against him? I may not be his most loyal supporter, but even I have to admit he isn’t that bad of a man.”
“Kings and tyrants must fall. Ashes to ashes. The must die. Crimes committed or not.”
“So are you an anarchist? Or do you have some other model you follow?” asks Mr. Ombré.
“Kill those who oppress others.”
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
the grim is tending to an apple tree in the graveyard. Several ghosts huddle around him, waiting for him to drop apples
*Slow is great for me today. Also the Grim is a great character from folklore. If you like him, you might also like the Ankou which I’ve been thinking about using here.*
The Grim hears the loud juicy crunch of a bitten apple from the branches of the tree. “My, my, my. These are some mighty fine apples.”
The grim turns to him, bristling. “Leave some for the others, boyo” *action to check if your char is dead, undead, or on death’s door*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
the grim is tending to an apple tree in the graveyard. Several ghosts huddle around him, waiting for him to drop apples
*Slow is great for me today. Also the Grim is a great character from folklore. If you like him, you might also like the Ankou which I’ve been thinking about using here.*
The Grim hears the loud juicy crunch of a bitten apple from the branches of the tree. “My, my, my. These are some mighty fine apples.”
The grim turns to him, bristling. “Leave some for the others, boyo” *action to check if your char is dead, undead, or on death’s door*
*None of the above.*
A large raccoon grins down at you from where he is lounging in the branches. "I ain't gonna eat 'em all."
the grim is tending to an apple tree in the graveyard. Several ghosts huddle around him, waiting for him to drop apples
*Slow is great for me today. Also the Grim is a great character from folklore. If you like him, you might also like the Ankou which I’ve been thinking about using here.*
The Grim hears the loud juicy crunch of a bitten apple from the branches of the tree. “My, my, my. These are some mighty fine apples.”
The grim turns to him, bristling. “Leave some for the others, boyo” *action to check if your char is dead, undead, or on death’s door*
*None of the above.*
A large raccoon grins down at you from where he is lounging in the branches. "I ain't gonna eat 'em all."
He snarls. “How did you get in here?”
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
the grim is tending to an apple tree in the graveyard. Several ghosts huddle around him, waiting for him to drop apples
*Slow is great for me today. Also the Grim is a great character from folklore. If you like him, you might also like the Ankou which I’ve been thinking about using here.*
The Grim hears the loud juicy crunch of a bitten apple from the branches of the tree. “My, my, my. These are some mighty fine apples.”
The grim turns to him, bristling. “Leave some for the others, boyo” *action to check if your char is dead, undead, or on death’s door*
*None of the above.*
A large raccoon grins down at you from where he is lounging in the branches. "I ain't gonna eat 'em all."
He snarls. “How did you get in here?”
"I reckon I just came on in. It's right difficult to keep me out, especially if you don't want me in." The coon's grin hasn't faltered. "Are these grounds private property?"
Another dark wooden barrel sits somewhere in the woods, definitely out of place.
A large, orange hunting hound with pointed ears and a fox tail sniffs around the barrel.
It smells like wood, water, and sweetness. The lid suddenly slides off the side, landing in a leaning position and conveniently forming a small ramp to the open top for the hound.
It takes a step back before tentatively taking the step up to look down into the barrel.
As it steps, a carved inscription under its paw reads "DON'T CHEAT."
Inside of the barrel floats a few delicious, red apples in dark but clean-looking water.
The Fox Hound plunges its snout into the water, shark white teeth snapping at the bobbing apples.
They all taste wonderfully refreshing. While it feasts, what appears to be a dark, grayish turquoise finger slides silently out of the water, long and spindly, and boops the hound playfully on the nose before rapidly disappearing into the water again.
The hound lets out a loud bark upon seeing the strange figure. The trees rustle and reddening leaves break free from their branches. They swirl and flap, gathering together until they form the shape of Augustus, the Autumn King. His candle flicker eyes survey the scene and he walks slowly over to his hound who has returned to gnawing on an apple core.
His eyes are quickly drawn to the barrel and more specifically, the "DON'T CHEAT." scratched into the lid. A few more delicious apples float to the surface of the mysterious water from the depths below. The whole scene seems to invite him to participate in the apple bobbing.
The dog, after eating the apple, would feel quite invigorated and alert. A very nice, refreshing feeling.
The Autumn King stands there, considering the barrel. Then he plunges his head into it, his jaws snapping at the bobbing apples.
He eeeasily gets a nice, juicy, flavorful apple. It makes his royal taste buds tingle with pleasure as he eats it.
The water then begins to gurgle, once the King removes his face from it. A dark, skinny, slimy wet figure suddenly pops up from the water. It appears to be the same color as the finger that booped the dog earlier. Anyways, the creature immediately bows low and respectfully. "It is an absolute delight to have you bob for my apples, your Majesty." Its voice carries a light, playful tone, but is clearly in awe of the King's presence.
Water runs in serpentine rivulets down his full, red-orange-yellow beard. He takes a hearty bite of the apple he won, chews it, and then responds, “You have a magnificent barrel of them, my friend. Tell me, what is your name?”
"Oh thank you very much! As for my name... ugh, it's just been so long since I ever used it. Can't recall! Feel free to name me, I guess!"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Water runs in serpentine rivulets down his full, red-orange-yellow beard. He takes a hearty bite of the apple he won, chews it, and then responds, “You have a magnificent barrel of them, my friend. Tell me, what is your name?”
"Oh thank you very much! As for my name... ugh, it's just been so long since I ever used it. Can't recall! Feel free to name me, I guess!"
"Hm, a naming isn't something that is to be done lightly. I'll have to think on it. What sort of enterprise do you have here with your barrel of apples?"
the grim is tending to an apple tree in the graveyard. Several ghosts huddle around him, waiting for him to drop apples
*Slow is great for me today. Also the Grim is a great character from folklore. If you like him, you might also like the Ankou which I’ve been thinking about using here.*
The Grim hears the loud juicy crunch of a bitten apple from the branches of the tree. “My, my, my. These are some mighty fine apples.”
The grim turns to him, bristling. “Leave some for the others, boyo” *action to check if your char is dead, undead, or on death’s door*
*None of the above.*
A large raccoon grins down at you from where he is lounging in the branches. "I ain't gonna eat 'em all."
He snarls. “How did you get in here?”
"I reckon I just came on in. It's right difficult to keep me out, especially if you don't want me in." The coon's grin hasn't faltered. "Are these grounds private property?"
“To threats. But visitation;s allowed”
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
the grim is tending to an apple tree in the graveyard. Several ghosts huddle around him, waiting for him to drop apples
*Slow is great for me today. Also the Grim is a great character from folklore. If you like him, you might also like the Ankou which I’ve been thinking about using here.*
The Grim hears the loud juicy crunch of a bitten apple from the branches of the tree. “My, my, my. These are some mighty fine apples.”
The grim turns to him, bristling. “Leave some for the others, boyo” *action to check if your char is dead, undead, or on death’s door*
*None of the above.*
A large raccoon grins down at you from where he is lounging in the branches. "I ain't gonna eat 'em all."
He snarls. “How did you get in here?”
"I reckon I just came on in. It's right difficult to keep me out, especially if you don't want me in." The coon's grin hasn't faltered. "Are these grounds private property?"
“To threats. But visitation;s allowed”
“Well now,” He says smoothly, “We’ll just have to see which one I am. Maybe I ain’t gonna fall into either of them categories. Maybe I’m just a hungry feller who smelled a tree full of apples.”
An old shipping truck with tinted windows and a welded-shut cabin is driving throughout Autumn County, delivering pull-tab cans of meat to various homes, from the Keep to various graveyards to random spots in the woods that just happen to be inhabited by intelligent beings. The truck and cans are marked with the logo of some company called "Alexandre Meat Kings." There are little activities on the can labels too, like a kid's menu.
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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.
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“Mn, then don’t get in my way when I kill the king. Then you can progress as much as you’d like.” He says, picking at the point of the spear
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He smiles and nods, “Why are you seeking the King’s life? What sort of vendetta do you have against him? I may not be his most loyal supporter, but even I have to admit he isn’t that bad of a man.”
“Kings and tyrants must fall. Ashes to ashes. The must die. Crimes committed or not.”
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“So are you an anarchist? Or do you have some other model you follow?” asks Mr. Ombré.
“Kill those who oppress others.”
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The grim turns to him, bristling. “Leave some for the others, boyo”
*action to check if your char is dead, undead, or on death’s door*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"And any form of rule is oppression?"
*None of the above.*
A large raccoon grins down at you from where he is lounging in the branches. "I ain't gonna eat 'em all."
Thint has left the library and is on the top of the keep, speaking with many pseudodragons in draconic, each with a small letter tied to their leg.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
He snarls. “How did you get in here?”
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
*helo?*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
"I reckon I just came on in. It's right difficult to keep me out, especially if you don't want me in." The coon's grin hasn't faltered. "Are these grounds private property?"
"Oh thank you very much! As for my name... ugh, it's just been so long since I ever used it. Can't recall! Feel free to name me, I guess!"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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"Hm, a naming isn't something that is to be done lightly. I'll have to think on it. What sort of enterprise do you have here with your barrel of apples?"
“Yes.” He says, a fire in his eyes.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Grass grows, birds fly, and brother, the Meat King is coming*
*And you need to run*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“To threats. But visitation;s allowed”
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
He smiles, “You’re political views are captivating sir. I look forward to seeing how your little revolution plays out.”
“Well now,” He says smoothly, “We’ll just have to see which one I am. Maybe I ain’t gonna fall into either of them categories. Maybe I’m just a hungry feller who smelled a tree full of apples.”
An old shipping truck with tinted windows and a welded-shut cabin is driving throughout Autumn County, delivering pull-tab cans of meat to various homes, from the Keep to various graveyards to random spots in the woods that just happen to be inhabited by intelligent beings. The truck and cans are marked with the logo of some company called "Alexandre Meat Kings." There are little activities on the can labels too, like a kid's menu.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.