The new arrival is at the arena, occasionally stabbing one of the dummies with a rapier. Now that a better look of him can be taken, he seems...incredibly nondescript. Messy black hair and simple green eyes. Average in every sense of the word
Omar is also in the arena, cartwheeling and somersaulting, while throwing a kinfe
Omar can feel a slight sense of sadness building within him. It's very small, but it's most definitely there. The other camper continues to poke at the dummy
*can I choose to ignore it for lore reasons?*
"hey there!"
*Unless you are the child of the god of happiness, no*
He doesn't look Omar in the eyes "Hey."
*really putting me on the spot here, but no. that's not omar's parent*
"you're new here right? how are you liking it?"
He sighs “It’s a place to say the least.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
The new arrival is at the arena, occasionally stabbing one of the dummies with a rapier. Now that a better look of him can be taken, he seems...incredibly nondescript. Messy black hair and simple green eyes. Average in every sense of the word
Omar is also in the arena, cartwheeling and somersaulting, while throwing a kinfe
Omar can feel a slight sense of sadness building within him. It's very small, but it's most definitely there. The other camper continues to poke at the dummy
*can I choose to ignore it for lore reasons?*
"hey there!"
*Unless you are the child of the god of happiness, no*
He doesn't look Omar in the eyes "Hey."
*really putting me on the spot here, but no. that's not omar's parent*
"you're new here right? how are you liking it?"
He sighs “It’s a place to say the least.”
"that it is. im Omar. you?"
*given omar's personality and demeanor, God of happiness isn't a bad guess, but still wrong*
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
The new arrival is at the arena, occasionally stabbing one of the dummies with a rapier. Now that a better look of him can be taken, he seems...incredibly nondescript. Messy black hair and simple green eyes. Average in every sense of the word
Omar is also in the arena, cartwheeling and somersaulting, while throwing a kinfe
Omar can feel a slight sense of sadness building within him. It's very small, but it's most definitely there. The other camper continues to poke at the dummy
*can I choose to ignore it for lore reasons?*
"hey there!"
*Unless you are the child of the god of happiness, no*
He doesn't look Omar in the eyes "Hey."
*really putting me on the spot here, but no. that's not omar's parent*
"you're new here right? how are you liking it?"
He sighs “It’s a place to say the least.”
"that it is. im Omar. you?"
*given omar's personality and demeanor, God of happiness isn't a bad guess, but still wrong*
“Marco.”
*I never said I was guessing him to be a child of Euphrosyen. I was just stating a reasonable exemption*
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
The new arrival is at the arena, occasionally stabbing one of the dummies with a rapier. Now that a better look of him can be taken, he seems...incredibly nondescript. Messy black hair and simple green eyes. Average in every sense of the word
Omar is also in the arena, cartwheeling and somersaulting, while throwing a kinfe
Omar can feel a slight sense of sadness building within him. It's very small, but it's most definitely there. The other camper continues to poke at the dummy
*can I choose to ignore it for lore reasons?*
"hey there!"
*Unless you are the child of the god of happiness, no*
He doesn't look Omar in the eyes "Hey."
*really putting me on the spot here, but no. that's not omar's parent*
"you're new here right? how are you liking it?"
He sighs “It’s a place to say the least.”
"that it is. im Omar. you?"
*given omar's personality and demeanor, God of happiness isn't a bad guess, but still wrong*
“Marco.”
*I never said I was guessing him to be a child of Euphrosyen. I was just stating a reasonable exemption*
"nice to meet you Marco! you been briefed yet?"
*k*
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
The new arrival is at the arena, occasionally stabbing one of the dummies with a rapier. Now that a better look of him can be taken, he seems...incredibly nondescript. Messy black hair and simple green eyes. Average in every sense of the word
Omar is also in the arena, cartwheeling and somersaulting, while throwing a kinfe
Omar can feel a slight sense of sadness building within him. It's very small, but it's most definitely there. The other camper continues to poke at the dummy
*can I choose to ignore it for lore reasons?*
"hey there!"
*Unless you are the child of the god of happiness, no*
He doesn't look Omar in the eyes "Hey."
*really putting me on the spot here, but no. that's not omar's parent*
"you're new here right? how are you liking it?"
He sighs “It’s a place to say the least.”
"that it is. im Omar. you?"
*given omar's personality and demeanor, God of happiness isn't a bad guess, but still wrong*
“Marco.”
*I never said I was guessing him to be a child of Euphrosyen. I was just stating a reasonable exemption*
"nice to meet you Marco! you been briefed yet?"
*k*
“Yes. Gods don’t care by the way.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
Omar stays at a range, cartwheeling and throwing their knife another two times
1st Attack: 15 Damage: 6
2nd Attack: 20 Damage: 12
Their first hit goes wide, the second striking the bull right between the eyes. It disappears into dust, collapsing into a pile on the ground.
The kid on the floor is hyperventilating, glancing between the people there.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The new arrival is at the arena, occasionally stabbing one of the dummies with a rapier. Now that a better look of him can be taken, he seems...incredibly nondescript. Messy black hair and simple green eyes. Average in every sense of the word
Omar is also in the arena, cartwheeling and somersaulting, while throwing a kinfe
Omar can feel a slight sense of sadness building within him. It's very small, but it's most definitely there. The other camper continues to poke at the dummy
*can I choose to ignore it for lore reasons?*
"hey there!"
*Unless you are the child of the god of happiness, no*
He doesn't look Omar in the eyes "Hey."
*really putting me on the spot here, but no. that's not omar's parent*
"you're new here right? how are you liking it?"
He sighs “It’s a place to say the least.”
"that it is. im Omar. you?"
*given omar's personality and demeanor, God of happiness isn't a bad guess, but still wrong*
“Marco.”
*I never said I was guessing him to be a child of Euphrosyen. I was just stating a reasonable exemption*
"nice to meet you Marco! you been briefed yet?"
*k*
“Yes. Gods don’t care by the way.”
Omar smiles. they have a nice smile "you're telling me? you know how many unclaimed kids ive met? speaking of being claimed, right now is your best chance."
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Omar stays at a range, cartwheeling and throwing their knife another two times
1st Attack: 15 Damage: 6
2nd Attack: 20 Damage: 12
Their first hit goes wide, the second striking the bull right between the eyes. It disappears into dust, collapsing into a pile on the ground.
The kid on the floor is hyperventilating, glancing between the people there.
Noctis's shadowy claws disappear and he pulls his face mask back up before walking over to the kid. "Hey, its ok now. that thing can't hurt you anymore. Are you injured...?"
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The new arrival is at the arena, occasionally stabbing one of the dummies with a rapier. Now that a better look of him can be taken, he seems...incredibly nondescript. Messy black hair and simple green eyes. Average in every sense of the word
Omar is also in the arena, cartwheeling and somersaulting, while throwing a kinfe
Omar can feel a slight sense of sadness building within him. It's very small, but it's most definitely there. The other camper continues to poke at the dummy
*can I choose to ignore it for lore reasons?*
"hey there!"
*Unless you are the child of the god of happiness, no*
He doesn't look Omar in the eyes "Hey."
*really putting me on the spot here, but no. that's not omar's parent*
"you're new here right? how are you liking it?"
He sighs “It’s a place to say the least.”
"that it is. im Omar. you?"
*given omar's personality and demeanor, God of happiness isn't a bad guess, but still wrong*
“Marco.”
*I never said I was guessing him to be a child of Euphrosyen. I was just stating a reasonable exemption*
"nice to meet you Marco! you been briefed yet?"
*k*
“Yes. Gods don’t care by the way.”
Omar smiles. they have a nice smile "you're telling me? you know how many unclaimed kids ive met? speaking of being claimed, right now is your best chance."
“I frankly couldn’t care less about being claimed. If you couldn’t be bothered to show up for the past 13 years, what difference does it make that you do now?”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
Omar stays at a range, cartwheeling and throwing their knife another two times
1st Attack: 15 Damage: 6
2nd Attack: 20 Damage: 12
Their first hit goes wide, the second striking the bull right between the eyes. It disappears into dust, collapsing into a pile on the ground.
The kid on the floor is hyperventilating, glancing between the people there.
Omar runs over. they're really fast.
"hey there! you okay!" the notice the hyperventilating "its okay. just breathe. breathe. its safe. your safe"
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
The new arrival is at the arena, occasionally stabbing one of the dummies with a rapier. Now that a better look of him can be taken, he seems...incredibly nondescript. Messy black hair and simple green eyes. Average in every sense of the word
Omar is also in the arena, cartwheeling and somersaulting, while throwing a kinfe
Omar can feel a slight sense of sadness building within him. It's very small, but it's most definitely there. The other camper continues to poke at the dummy
*can I choose to ignore it for lore reasons?*
"hey there!"
*Unless you are the child of the god of happiness, no*
He doesn't look Omar in the eyes "Hey."
*really putting me on the spot here, but no. that's not omar's parent*
"you're new here right? how are you liking it?"
He sighs “It’s a place to say the least.”
"that it is. im Omar. you?"
*given omar's personality and demeanor, God of happiness isn't a bad guess, but still wrong*
“Marco.”
*I never said I was guessing him to be a child of Euphrosyen. I was just stating a reasonable exemption*
"nice to meet you Marco! you been briefed yet?"
*k*
“Yes. Gods don’t care by the way.”
Omar smiles. they have a nice smile "you're telling me? you know how many unclaimed kids ive met? speaking of being claimed, right now is your best chance."
“I frankly couldn’t care less about being claimed. If you couldn’t be bothered to show up for the past 13 years, what difference does it make that you do now?”
"good enough." almost to themself "unabsolved aggression, probably at an absent parent... I'm guessing your home life wasn't great?"
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Omar stays at a range, cartwheeling and throwing their knife another two times
1st Attack: 15 Damage: 6
2nd Attack: 20 Damage: 12
Their first hit goes wide, the second striking the bull right between the eyes. It disappears into dust, collapsing into a pile on the ground.
The kid on the floor is hyperventilating, glancing between the people there.
Vin offers a hand up "Get out of here while you still can... Theres a few good people here, and a lotta maniacs who'll try to force you to stay."
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
The new arrival is at the arena, occasionally stabbing one of the dummies with a rapier. Now that a better look of him can be taken, he seems...incredibly nondescript. Messy black hair and simple green eyes. Average in every sense of the word
Omar is also in the arena, cartwheeling and somersaulting, while throwing a kinfe
Omar can feel a slight sense of sadness building within him. It's very small, but it's most definitely there. The other camper continues to poke at the dummy
*can I choose to ignore it for lore reasons?*
"hey there!"
*Unless you are the child of the god of happiness, no*
He doesn't look Omar in the eyes "Hey."
*really putting me on the spot here, but no. that's not omar's parent*
"you're new here right? how are you liking it?"
He sighs “It’s a place to say the least.”
"that it is. im Omar. you?"
*given omar's personality and demeanor, God of happiness isn't a bad guess, but still wrong*
“Marco.”
*I never said I was guessing him to be a child of Euphrosyen. I was just stating a reasonable exemption*
"nice to meet you Marco! you been briefed yet?"
*k*
“Yes. Gods don’t care by the way.”
Omar smiles. they have a nice smile "you're telling me? you know how many unclaimed kids ive met? speaking of being claimed, right now is your best chance."
“I frankly couldn’t care less about being claimed. If you couldn’t be bothered to show up for the past 13 years, what difference does it make that you do now?”
"good enough." almost to themself "unabsolved aggression, probably at an absent parent... I'm guessing your home life wasn't great?"
“Nah, it was fine. My 'parents’ were pretty alright.” He puts air quotes around parents
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
The new arrival is at the arena, occasionally stabbing one of the dummies with a rapier. Now that a better look of him can be taken, he seems...incredibly nondescript. Messy black hair and simple green eyes. Average in every sense of the word
Omar is also in the arena, cartwheeling and somersaulting, while throwing a kinfe
Omar can feel a slight sense of sadness building within him. It's very small, but it's most definitely there. The other camper continues to poke at the dummy
*can I choose to ignore it for lore reasons?*
"hey there!"
*Unless you are the child of the god of happiness, no*
He doesn't look Omar in the eyes "Hey."
*really putting me on the spot here, but no. that's not omar's parent*
"you're new here right? how are you liking it?"
He sighs “It’s a place to say the least.”
"that it is. im Omar. you?"
*given omar's personality and demeanor, God of happiness isn't a bad guess, but still wrong*
“Marco.”
*I never said I was guessing him to be a child of Euphrosyen. I was just stating a reasonable exemption*
"nice to meet you Marco! you been briefed yet?"
*k*
“Yes. Gods don’t care by the way.”
Omar smiles. they have a nice smile "you're telling me? you know how many unclaimed kids ive met? speaking of being claimed, right now is your best chance."
“I frankly couldn’t care less about being claimed. If you couldn’t be bothered to show up for the past 13 years, what difference does it make that you do now?”
"good enough." almost to themself "unabsolved aggression, probably at an absent parent... I'm guessing your home life wasn't great?"
“Nah, it was fine. My 'parents’ were pretty alright.” He puts air quotes around parents
"hmmmm. adopted then? that would explain it"
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
“Beats me. Never had any reason to ask. And whether or not Im adopted doesn’t change anything.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
“Beats me. Never had any reason to ask. And whether or not Im adopted doesn’t change anything.”
"good enough. just some unreconciled aggression then. also, I should probably tell you this, there's a rumor going around that an empusa got into camp. just a warning"
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
“Beats me. Never had any reason to ask. And whether or not Im adopted doesn’t change anything.”
"good enough. just some unreconciled aggression then. also, I should probably tell you this, there's a rumor going around that an empusa got into camp. just a warning"
“I don’t know what that is, but alright I guess.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
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He sighs “It’s a place to say the least.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
"that it is. im Omar. you?"
*given omar's personality and demeanor, God of happiness isn't a bad guess, but still wrong*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
“Marco.”
*I never said I was guessing him to be a child of Euphrosyen. I was just stating a reasonable exemption*
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
"nice to meet you Marco! you been briefed yet?"
*k*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
“Yes. Gods don’t care by the way.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
Their first hit goes wide, the second striking the bull right between the eyes. It disappears into dust, collapsing into a pile on the ground.
The kid on the floor is hyperventilating, glancing between the people there.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Omar smiles. they have a nice smile "you're telling me? you know how many unclaimed kids ive met? speaking of being claimed, right now is your best chance."
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
*starts eating gonzalo in the background*
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Noctis's shadowy claws disappear and he pulls his face mask back up before walking over to the kid. "Hey, its ok now. that thing can't hurt you anymore. Are you injured...?"
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“I frankly couldn’t care less about being claimed. If you couldn’t be bothered to show up for the past 13 years, what difference does it make that you do now?”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
Omar runs over. they're really fast.
"hey there! you okay!" the notice the hyperventilating "its okay. just breathe. breathe. its safe. your safe"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
"good enough." almost to themself "unabsolved aggression, probably at an absent parent... I'm guessing your home life wasn't great?"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
Vin offers a hand up "Get out of here while you still can... Theres a few good people here, and a lotta maniacs who'll try to force you to stay."
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
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*sees a clone of Gonzalo and kills it*
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“Nah, it was fine. My 'parents’ were pretty alright.” He puts air quotes around parents
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
"hmmmm. adopted then? that would explain it"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
*Cut*
“Beats me. Never had any reason to ask. And whether or not Im adopted doesn’t change anything.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
*starts barbecuing the Gonzalo clone*
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"good enough. just some unreconciled aggression then. also, I should probably tell you this, there's a rumor going around that an empusa got into camp. just a warning"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
“I don’t know what that is, but alright I guess.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow