A man who overall looks perfectly normal, if you ignore the pulsating purple veins is running the counter
They see the guy walking around, occasionally adjusting his beanie and his messy hair, smelling of seaweed. He continuously walks around like he has no clue where he is.
He takes a deep breath before approaching seaweed guy and asking “Can I help you with anything?”
He looks to them, his eyes red outside of regular pupils, he tilts his head "This is the special place right?"
“DREAD.” He leads seaweed guy to the back, where there is a large room big enough to house a small army, stuffed with supplies and cots. “Washrooms are that way.” He says, pointing him at a hallway off to the left. “Name and reason for persecution?”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
A man who overall looks perfectly normal, if you ignore the pulsating purple veins is running the counter
They see the guy walking around, occasionally adjusting his beanie and his messy hair, smelling of seaweed. He continuously walks around like he has no clue where he is.
He takes a deep breath before approaching seaweed guy and asking “Can I help you with anything?”
He looks to them, his eyes red outside of regular pupils, he tilts his head "This is the special place right?"
“DREAD.” He leads seaweed guy to the back, where there is a large room big enough to house a small army, stuffed with supplies and cots. “Washrooms are that way.” He says, pointing him at a hallway off to the left. “Name and reason for persecution?”
He follows after them, looking around surprised at all of this "Oh uh, Tony Alponi. Reason for persecution, I don't really have one, I just heard there were people like me somewhere around here, and I didn't want to be alone. If you want to know what I am, I'm an Umibozu."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
A man who overall looks perfectly normal, if you ignore the pulsating purple veins is running the counter
They see the guy walking around, occasionally adjusting his beanie and his messy hair, smelling of seaweed. He continuously walks around like he has no clue where he is.
He takes a deep breath before approaching seaweed guy and asking “Can I help you with anything?”
He looks to them, his eyes red outside of regular pupils, he tilts his head "This is the special place right?"
“DREAD.” He leads seaweed guy to the back, where there is a large room big enough to house a small army, stuffed with supplies and cots. “Washrooms are that way.” He says, pointing him at a hallway off to the left. “Name and reason for persecution?”
He follows after them, looking around surprised at all of this "Oh uh, Tony Alponi. Reason for persecution, I don't really have one, I just heard there were people like me somewhere around here, and I didn't want to be alone. If you want to know what I am, I'm an Umibozu."
“Enjoy your stay, one of us will call you when it’s your shift.”
*is there anything about them turning people into monsters? from my google search I didn’t find anything*
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
A man who overall looks perfectly normal, if you ignore the pulsating purple veins is running the counter
They see the guy walking around, occasionally adjusting his beanie and his messy hair, smelling of seaweed. He continuously walks around like he has no clue where he is.
He takes a deep breath before approaching seaweed guy and asking “Can I help you with anything?”
He looks to them, his eyes red outside of regular pupils, he tilts his head "This is the special place right?"
“DREAD.” He leads seaweed guy to the back, where there is a large room big enough to house a small army, stuffed with supplies and cots. “Washrooms are that way.” He says, pointing him at a hallway off to the left. “Name and reason for persecution?”
He follows after them, looking around surprised at all of this "Oh uh, Tony Alponi. Reason for persecution, I don't really have one, I just heard there were people like me somewhere around here, and I didn't want to be alone. If you want to know what I am, I'm an Umibozu."
“Enjoy your stay, one of us will call you when it’s your shift.”
*is there anything about them turning people into monsters? from my google search I didn’t find anything*
*There isn't much information on Umibozu, being minor folklore, I'm pretty sure as vengeful spirits the people they drowned would become Umibozu. I may be wrong though.*
He nods slowly "Coolio, I don't think you said your name."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Alrighty, my character is going to be a variation of an Oblex!*
Another visitor enters the building, moving forward with a sense of purpose. They wear a long emerald green dress made of a denim-like fabric with many buttons and pockets, worn-looking work boots, winter gloves, and a wide-brimmed sunhat- all of which faintly glisten in the light with what looks like moisture. With a keen eye, one can occasionally notice a similar shimmering in other places- thin tendrils of translucent slime that slither across the ground to feel their surroundings. They have shoulder-length brown hair that sometimes squirms or shifts in position as though it wasn't entirely solid, and greyish-green eyes- the pupils and irises of which seem to have difficulty staying in a circular shape, quivering and amorphous.
This is Coterie, and they are an Oblex.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A tall and muscular yet lean young man quietly enters the DREAD. Shaggy raven lock fall wildly, partially shading his vibrant heterochromia eyes, one a striking yellow and the other crimson red. His skin is a deep tan, and he is wearing faded blue jeans, a violet hoodie, and sneakers.
A man who overall looks perfectly normal, if you ignore the pulsating purple veins is running the counter
They see the guy walking around, occasionally adjusting his beanie and his messy hair, smelling of seaweed. He continuously walks around like he has no clue where he is.
He takes a deep breath before approaching seaweed guy and asking “Can I help you with anything?”
He looks to them, his eyes red outside of regular pupils, he tilts his head "This is the special place right?"
“DREAD.” He leads seaweed guy to the back, where there is a large room big enough to house a small army, stuffed with supplies and cots. “Washrooms are that way.” He says, pointing him at a hallway off to the left. “Name and reason for persecution?”
He follows after them, looking around surprised at all of this "Oh uh, Tony Alponi. Reason for persecution, I don't really have one, I just heard there were people like me somewhere around here, and I didn't want to be alone. If you want to know what I am, I'm an Umibozu."
“Enjoy your stay, one of us will call you when it’s your shift.”
*is there anything about them turning people into monsters? from my google search I didn’t find anything*
*There isn't much information on Umibozu, being minor folklore, I'm pretty sure as vengeful spirits the people they drowned would become Umibozu. I may be wrong though.*
He nods slowly "Coolio, I don't think you said your name."
“Don’t think we offered.”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
"Sundew. I'm part of a group of dryads who are carnivorous and sometimes eat humans. I've never done such a thing, but I've heard that the victims eventually become creepy dead-bush zombies. Our grove got found just as me and my sister planned to leave for here. We heard that monsters were safe here. Our grove burned as we ran. She tripped, and the last view I had of her was the look of shock on her face as she was impaled by a flaming arrow." Sundew tries to hold back tears.
“Well as a former human, I don’t condone the eating of humans, but I am sorry for your loss. You’ll be mostly safe here, as long as you don’t do anything to obviously monstrous.”
"Thank you. Oh! By the way, do you have any place where I can put this?" She produces a small pot with a tiny green tendril growing out of it. "An abandoned cellar with a rat infestation? A rooftop garden with too many annoying flies? I need a hidden place with a food supply so this can grow."
"Can't help you there madam. What is it?"
"If I told you, I'd have to kill you."
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
A tall and muscular yet lean young man quietly enters the DREAD. Shaggy raven lock fall wildly, partially shading his vibrant heterochromia eyes, one a striking yellow and the other crimson red. His skin is a deep tan, and he is wearing faded blue jeans, a violet hoodie, and sneakers.
Coterie turns to face him, a curious expression on their face- a face that faintly reminds him of multiple different people he's seen before. "Hello."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A tall and muscular yet lean young man quietly enters the DREAD. Shaggy raven lock fall wildly, partially shading his vibrant heterochromia eyes, one a striking yellow and the other crimson red. His skin is a deep tan, and he is wearing faded blue jeans, a violet hoodie, and sneakers.
Coterie turns to face him, a curious expression on their face- a face that faintly reminds him of multiple different people he's seen before. "Hello."
He glances at Coterie, a bit wary but not trying to be impolite. "Greetings, are you incharge of this place, or are you another seeking....refuge like me." He speaks, sharp canines like fangs can be seen as he does.
A tall and muscular yet lean young man quietly enters the DREAD. Shaggy raven lock fall wildly, partially shading his vibrant heterochromia eyes, one a striking yellow and the other crimson red. His skin is a deep tan, and he is wearing faded blue jeans, a violet hoodie, and sneakers.
Coterie turns to face him, a curious expression on their face- a face that faintly reminds him of multiple different people he's seen before. "Hello."
He glances at Coterie, a bit wary but not trying to be impolite. "Greetings, are you incharge of this place, or are you another seeking....refuge like me." He speaks, sharp canines like fangs can be seen as he does.
"Yes, we are seeking... refuge, as you said. We are Coterie. What do you call yourself?" Their voice sounds reminiscent of several voices he's heard before, which is especially odd since the only voices he can internally make comparisons to theirs with all sound wildly different from each other.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A tall and muscular yet lean young man quietly enters the DREAD. Shaggy raven lock fall wildly, partially shading his vibrant heterochromia eyes, one a striking yellow and the other crimson red. His skin is a deep tan, and he is wearing faded blue jeans, a violet hoodie, and sneakers.
Coterie turns to face him, a curious expression on their face- a face that faintly reminds him of multiple different people he's seen before. "Hello."
He glances at Coterie, a bit wary but not trying to be impolite. "Greetings, are you incharge of this place, or are you another seeking....refuge like me." He speaks, sharp canines like fangs can be seen as he does.
"Yes, we are seeking... refuge, as you said. We are Coterie. What do you call yourself?" Their voice sounds reminiscent of several voices he's heard before, which is especially odd since the only voices he can internally make comparisons to theirs with all sound wildly different from each other.
“You two-three-four-however many of you there are, right this way please.” A handsome man with a cloth wrapped around his eyes and a stylish cap covering his hair motions toward the back room.
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
A tall and muscular yet lean young man quietly enters the DREAD. Shaggy raven lock fall wildly, partially shading his vibrant heterochromia eyes, one a striking yellow and the other crimson red. His skin is a deep tan, and he is wearing faded blue jeans, a violet hoodie, and sneakers.
Coterie turns to face him, a curious expression on their face- a face that faintly reminds him of multiple different people he's seen before. "Hello."
He glances at Coterie, a bit wary but not trying to be impolite. "Greetings, are you incharge of this place, or are you another seeking....refuge like me." He speaks, sharp canines like fangs can be seen as he does.
"Yes, we are seeking... refuge, as you said. We are Coterie. What do you call yourself?" Their voice sounds reminiscent of several voices he's heard before, which is especially odd since the only voices he can internally make comparisons to theirs with all sound wildly different from each other.
"I simply go by Asada. It is nice to meet you Coterie" Asada replies as he turns to the well dressed blindfolded man.
A tall and muscular yet lean young man quietly enters the DREAD. Shaggy raven lock fall wildly, partially shading his vibrant heterochromia eyes, one a striking yellow and the other crimson red. His skin is a deep tan, and he is wearing faded blue jeans, a violet hoodie, and sneakers.
Coterie turns to face him, a curious expression on their face- a face that faintly reminds him of multiple different people he's seen before. "Hello."
He glances at Coterie, a bit wary but not trying to be impolite. "Greetings, are you incharge of this place, or are you another seeking....refuge like me." He speaks, sharp canines like fangs can be seen as he does.
"Yes, we are seeking... refuge, as you said. We are Coterie. What do you call yourself?" Their voice sounds reminiscent of several voices he's heard before, which is especially odd since the only voices he can internally make comparisons to theirs with all sound wildly different from each other.
"I simply go by Asada. It is nice to meet you Coterie" Asada replies as he turns to the well dressed blindfolded man.
"It is nice to meet you as well, Asada." They smile, also turning to follow the man.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He shows them to the back room, where there are a variety of cots and supplies. “Washrooms are that way”, he says, pointing down a hallway, “if you need anything else ask me. Enjoy your stay.”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
"Sundew. I'm part of a group of dryads who are carnivorous and sometimes eat humans. I've never done such a thing, but I've heard that the victims eventually become creepy dead-bush zombies. Our grove got found just as me and my sister planned to leave for here. We heard that monsters were safe here. Our grove burned as we ran. She tripped, and the last view I had of her was the look of shock on her face as she was impaled by a flaming arrow." Sundew tries to hold back tears.
“Well as a former human, I don’t condone the eating of humans, but I am sorry for your loss. You’ll be mostly safe here, as long as you don’t do anything to obviously monstrous.”
"Thank you. Oh! By the way, do you have any place where I can put this?" She produces a small pot with a tiny green tendril growing out of it. "An abandoned cellar with a rat infestation? A rooftop garden with too many annoying flies? I need a hidden place with a food supply so this can grow."
"Can't help you there madam. What is it?"
"If I told you, I'd have to kill you."
He smiles "I'd like to see you try tree girl."
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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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
He shows them to the back room, where there are a variety of cots and supplies. “Washrooms are that way”, he says, pointing down a hallway, “if you need anything else ask me. Enjoy your stay.”
"Thank you very much." They looks around the large room, smiling to themselves.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
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“DREAD.” He leads seaweed guy to the back, where there is a large room big enough to house a small army, stuffed with supplies and cots. “Washrooms are that way.” He says, pointing him at a hallway off to the left. “Name and reason for persecution?”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
He follows after them, looking around surprised at all of this "Oh uh, Tony Alponi. Reason for persecution, I don't really have one, I just heard there were people like me somewhere around here, and I didn't want to be alone. If you want to know what I am, I'm an Umibozu."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
“Enjoy your stay, one of us will call you when it’s your shift.”
*is there anything about them turning people into monsters? from my google search I didn’t find anything*
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
*There isn't much information on Umibozu, being minor folklore, I'm pretty sure as vengeful spirits the people they drowned would become Umibozu. I may be wrong though.*
He nods slowly "Coolio, I don't think you said your name."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Alrighty, my character is going to be a variation of an Oblex!*
Another visitor enters the building, moving forward with a sense of purpose. They wear a long emerald green dress made of a denim-like fabric with many buttons and pockets, worn-looking work boots, winter gloves, and a wide-brimmed sunhat- all of which faintly glisten in the light with what looks like moisture. With a keen eye, one can occasionally notice a similar shimmering in other places- thin tendrils of translucent slime that slither across the ground to feel their surroundings. They have shoulder-length brown hair that sometimes squirms or shifts in position as though it wasn't entirely solid, and greyish-green eyes- the pupils and irises of which seem to have difficulty staying in a circular shape, quivering and amorphous.
This is Coterie, and they are an Oblex.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A tall and muscular yet lean young man quietly enters the DREAD. Shaggy raven lock fall wildly, partially shading his vibrant heterochromia eyes, one a striking yellow and the other crimson red. His skin is a deep tan, and he is wearing faded blue jeans, a violet hoodie, and sneakers.
“Don’t think we offered.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
He chuckles "Fair enough, I just want to know who I'll be working with is all."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*How about a demon who can corrupt others into becoming demons themselves? Would that work?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*Oh, whoops forgot an element. Copper*
"If I told you, I'd have to kill you."
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
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Coterie turns to face him, a curious expression on their face- a face that faintly reminds him of multiple different people he's seen before. "Hello."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He glances at Coterie, a bit wary but not trying to be impolite. "Greetings, are you incharge of this place, or are you another seeking....refuge like me." He speaks, sharp canines like fangs can be seen as he does.
"Yes, we are seeking... refuge, as you said. We are Coterie. What do you call yourself?" Their voice sounds reminiscent of several voices he's heard before, which is especially odd since the only voices he can internally make comparisons to theirs with all sound wildly different from each other.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
“You two-three-four-however many of you there are, right this way please.” A handsome man with a cloth wrapped around his eyes and a stylish cap covering his hair motions toward the back room.
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
"I simply go by Asada. It is nice to meet you Coterie" Asada replies as he turns to the well dressed blindfolded man.
"It is nice to meet you as well, Asada." They smile, also turning to follow the man.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He shows them to the back room, where there are a variety of cots and supplies. “Washrooms are that way”, he says, pointing down a hallway, “if you need anything else ask me. Enjoy your stay.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
He smiles "I'd like to see you try tree girl."
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.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
"Thank you very much." They looks around the large room, smiling to themselves.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)