A spectral, mouthless, glowing black entity with pure white eyes, medium hair (of the same colour and texture of it's skin), a pretty nice hat, and a victorian corset looking robe floats in a corner, with a phone.
In one hand she holds a lantern with a glowing, beating heart inside of it, in the other an oversized cigar on an even larger holder, as if a fancy lady from the 1920s wanted to bludgeon people. On her back is a massive axe of living meat and fat, decorated in gold and blood-red ribbons, matching the breastplate and flamboyant clothing wrapped around her own overlarge frame.
The golden boar woman is massive, standing at about 11 feet and built like an ogre. She moves a ringed trotter to her face, takes a drag from her white-hot cigar, and blows out some multicolored smoke into the crisp winter air. She then places the lantern into her striped tophat and moves her hand in a commanding gesture, causing the snow in the park to melt as carnival tents begin to set themselves up, similar heart lanterns casting a red glow over the encampment of debauchery.
Any vice can be indulged here, assuming no one gets... well, as long as everyone consents to getting hurt. The ringmaster nods and makes her way toward the coffee shop as various carnival demons appear from the tents to hawk and advertise, kept warm by the molten fat pumping underneath their feet and the hot light from the lanterns.
Everyone stand aside. The Fair Lady has arrived.
The old man watches 'Ah, a carnival. I haven't been to one in ages."
A large, blubbery, golden claw is placed on his shoulder. "This is no regular carnival! This is a wonder of Hell, pounded until it was made civil, though never could such a thing be made sane! The Hells Fair! Opulent and imperial, much like myself!"
He chuckles “Quite proud of your work aren’t you? It seem to be quite the place.”
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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!”
In one hand she holds a lantern with a glowing, beating heart inside of it, in the other an oversized cigar on an even larger holder, as if a fancy lady from the 1920s wanted to bludgeon people. On her back is a massive axe of living meat and fat, decorated in gold and blood-red ribbons, matching the breastplate and flamboyant clothing wrapped around her own overlarge frame.
The golden boar woman is massive, standing at about 11 feet and built like an ogre. She moves a ringed trotter to her face, takes a drag from her white-hot cigar, and blows out some multicolored smoke into the crisp winter air. She then places the lantern into her striped tophat and moves her hand in a commanding gesture, causing the snow in the park to melt as carnival tents begin to set themselves up, similar heart lanterns casting a red glow over the encampment of debauchery.
Any vice can be indulged here, assuming no one gets... well, as long as everyone consents to getting hurt. The ringmaster nods and makes her way toward the tavern as various carnival demons appear from the tents to hawk and advertise, kept warm by the molten fat pumping underneath their feet and the hot light from the lanterns.
Everyone stand aside. The Fair Lady has arrived.
Walter is sitting on a bench nearby, his legs crossed, one gloved hand rhythmically tapping his leg, smoking another cigarette for himself to calm his nerves. The mist around him spinning and swirling softly, his small circular glasses at the edge of his nose. He notices the new arrival, looking at them, a soft smile making its way into his face, the strings around the area coming back to his fingers as to not cut her on her approach. Extinguishing the cigarette politely.
The massive woman grins and chops off the end of her burning cigar with an ornate guillotine cutter, letting the cherry fall to the remaining snow. She sits down beside him, causing the bench to creak loudly. "Beautiful day, isn't it?" She chuckles.
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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.
A spectral, mouthless, glowing black entity with pure white eyes, medium hair (of the same colour and texture of it's skin), a pretty nice hat, and a victorian corset looking robe floats in a corner, with a phone.
In one hand she holds a lantern with a glowing, beating heart inside of it, in the other an oversized cigar on an even larger holder, as if a fancy lady from the 1920s wanted to bludgeon people. On her back is a massive axe of living meat and fat, decorated in gold and blood-red ribbons, matching the breastplate and flamboyant clothing wrapped around her own overlarge frame.
The golden boar woman is massive, standing at about 11 feet and built like an ogre. She moves a ringed trotter to her face, takes a drag from her white-hot cigar, and blows out some multicolored smoke into the crisp winter air. She then places the lantern into her striped tophat and moves her hand in a commanding gesture, causing the snow in the park to melt as carnival tents begin to set themselves up, similar heart lanterns casting a red glow over the encampment of debauchery.
Any vice can be indulged here, assuming no one gets... well, as long as everyone consents to getting hurt. The ringmaster nods and makes her way toward the tavern as various carnival demons appear from the tents to hawk and advertise, kept warm by the molten fat pumping underneath their feet and the hot light from the lanterns.
Everyone stand aside. The Fair Lady has arrived.
Walter is sitting on a bench nearby, his legs crossed, one gloved hand rhythmically tapping his leg, smoking another cigarette for himself to calm his nerves. The mist around him spinning and swirling softly, his small circular glasses at the edge of his nose. He notices the new arrival, looking at them, a soft smile making its way into his face, the strings around the area coming back to his fingers as to not cut her on her approach. Extinguishing the cigarette politely.
The massive woman grins and chops off the end of her burning cigar with an ornate guillotine cutter, letting the cherry fall to the remaining snow. She sits down beside him, causing the bench to creak loudly. "Beautiful day, isn't it?" She chuckles.
He clasps his hands together, smiling softly and politely at them, moving his black hair from his face for a moment before leaning back, comfortable "It is, truly beautiful indeed. Quite the entrance you have made, especially interesting." He lights another, blowing small rings of smoke.
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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 spectral, mouthless, glowing black entity with pure white eyes, medium hair (of the same colour and texture of it's skin), a pretty nice hat, and a victorian corset looking robe floats in a corner, with a phone.
A spectral, mouthless, glowing black entity with pure white eyes, medium hair (of the same colour and texture of it's skin), a pretty nice hat, and a victorian corset looking robe floats in a corner, with a phone.
"Ughhh... goddammit! I died... ughhhhh..."
*blip*
*bleep*
*bloop*
*tarrasque we are currently in an rp we wont just stop to interact with you*
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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 spectral, mouthless, glowing black entity with pure white eyes, medium hair (of the same colour and texture of it's skin), a pretty nice hat, and a victorian corset looking robe floats in a corner, with a phone.
"Ughhh... goddammit! I died... ughhhhh..."
*blip*
*bleep*
*bloop*
*tarrasque we are currently in an rp we wont just stop to interact with you*
A large, blubbery, golden claw is placed on his shoulder. "This is no regular carnival! This is a wonder of Hell, pounded until it was made civil, though never could such a thing be made sane! The Hells Fair! Opulent and imperial, much like myself!"
He chuckles “Quite proud of your work aren’t you? It seem to be quite the place.”
"With all the work I put in, it had better be!" She snorts. "Most demons won't work for you unless you're offering souls."
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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.
A large, blubbery, golden claw is placed on his shoulder. "This is no regular carnival! This is a wonder of Hell, pounded until it was made civil, though never could such a thing be made sane! The Hells Fair! Opulent and imperial, much like myself!"
He chuckles “Quite proud of your work aren’t you? It seem to be quite the place.”
"With all the work I put in, it had better be!" She snorts. "Most demons won't work for you unless you're offering souls."
“And how do you get those?”
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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!”
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“Thank you for being willing to help a zombie and talk to a mysterious ring.”
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
*blip*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"I... had to... you would... do the same." They say, finally stepping onto the land, the ground beginning to freeze.
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.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He chuckles “Quite proud of your work aren’t you? It seem to be quite the place.”
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!”
The massive woman grins and chops off the end of her burning cigar with an ornate guillotine cutter, letting the cherry fall to the remaining snow. She sits down beside him, causing the bench to creak loudly. "Beautiful day, isn't it?" She chuckles.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*bleep*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“I try to greet the world with open arms.” (Two! I’m on a roll)
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 clasps his hands together, smiling softly and politely at them, moving his black hair from his face for a moment before leaning back, comfortable "It is, truly beautiful indeed. Quite the entrance you have made, especially interesting." He lights another, blowing small rings of smoke.
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.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
They give a raspy weak chuckle, putting back their cloak, to reveal a head that is the black void.
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.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
“Where’d that go?”
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
*bloop*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"What...? I... am this..." They see their hands are that same void, that same cold.
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.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*tarrasque we are currently in an rp we wont just stop to interact with you*
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
“Ooooh you’re all void. Why is the ring not falling through?”
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
*okay. sry!*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"With all the work I put in, it had better be!" She snorts. "Most demons won't work for you unless you're offering souls."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He uses his hand to take off the ring, then put it back on "I... do not... know..."
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.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I get to go for poke bowls and boba! Yay!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*YAY! Continue when ya get back?*
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.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
“And how do you get those?”
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!”