Clover is following him, trailing behind like a (murderous) lost duckling.
*yay, somebody to roleplay with on this thread that is not bananer, and it's the murder death, not sure which is better*
Fael notices them, using the reflection of their glasses to find them
Clover walks behind him, grinning madly, flipping a knife in one hand, catching it by the blade, yet somehow getting lucky enough to do it safely.
*Now you're doing that to make fun of me, aren't you? *
Fael darts around and grabs the knife out of the air
Athletics 25
*changed because it's the wrong mod, oops*
Clover frowns at Fael, who is now in front of her, easily within stabbing distance, and pulls out another knife, and begins to flip it as well.
"... That was stupid."
A strange influence covers the area, emitted from Clover.
8
*Be careful with your rolls, Gato.*
Fael meets their eyes, brings out their homemade bronze daggers, and begins to flip them both, without looking
"You shouldn't flip knifes behind people"
"Why not?"
"Because what just happened is going to happen again"
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you. They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different? NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Cherry is holding a flower in their gloved hands, but it's wilting already, just by being in their clutches
Euna walks over to her, curious.
"Hello." They say without looking up, staring at the brown petals, frowning under their gaiter.
"Hello..."
Euna picks another flower, twirling it.
"My name is Cherry. It's not my birth name, but it's what I go by. I also go by they/them pronouns. if you don't want to respect that, please go away. Otherwise, how are you?" Everything but the last four words sounds scripted and emotionless, but the last four words sound genuine, and they look up at Euna.
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Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox
Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all
Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL
Cherry is holding a flower in their gloved hands, but it's wilting already, just by being in their clutches
Euna walks over to her, curious.
"Hello." They say without looking up, staring at the brown petals, frowning under their gaiter.
"Hello..."
Euna picks another flower, twirling it.
"My name is Cherry. It's not my birth name, but it's what I go by. I also go by they/them pronouns. if you don't want to respect that, please go away. Otherwise, how are you?" Everything but the last four words sounds scripted and emotionless, but the last four words sound genuine, and they look up at Euna.
"I'm... good...? Yeah. Good."
Euna seems distracted, only somewhat registering what Cherry says.
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Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
Cherry is holding a flower in their gloved hands, but it's wilting already, just by being in their clutches
Euna walks over to her, curious.
"Hello." They say without looking up, staring at the brown petals, frowning under their gaiter.
"Hello..."
Euna picks another flower, twirling it.
"My name is Cherry. It's not my birth name, but it's what I go by. I also go by they/them pronouns. if you don't want to respect that, please go away. Otherwise, how are you?" Everything but the last four words sounds scripted and emotionless, but the last four words sound genuine, and they look up at Euna.
"I'm... good...? Yeah. Good."
Euna seems distracted, only somewhat registering what Cherry says.
"That's good. What's your name?"
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Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox
Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all
Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL
Clover is following him, trailing behind like a (murderous) lost duckling.
*yay, somebody to roleplay with on this thread that is not bananer, and it's the murder death, not sure which is better*
Fael notices them, using the reflection of their glasses to find them
Clover walks behind him, grinning madly, flipping a knife in one hand, catching it by the blade, yet somehow getting lucky enough to do it safely.
*Now you're doing that to make fun of me, aren't you? *
Fael darts around and grabs the knife out of the air
Athletics 25
*changed because it's the wrong mod, oops*
Clover frowns at Fael, who is now in front of her, easily within stabbing distance, and pulls out another knife, and begins to flip it as well.
"... That was stupid."
A strange influence covers the area, emitted from Clover.
8
*Be careful with your rolls, Gato.*
Fael meets their eyes, brings out their homemade bronze daggers, and begins to flip them both, without looking
"You shouldn't flip knifes behind people"
"Why not?"
"Because what just happened is going to happen again"
"Oh no. So scary."
Clover grins, gripping her dagger firmly, and something shifts in the air, seemingly emanating from Clover, causing Fael's ears to pop.
7
"Are we going to fight, because if we do, I must do something first?"
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you. They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different? NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Cherry is holding a flower in their gloved hands, but it's wilting already, just by being in their clutches
Euna walks over to her, curious.
"Hello." They say without looking up, staring at the brown petals, frowning under their gaiter.
"Hello..."
Euna picks another flower, twirling it.
"My name is Cherry. It's not my birth name, but it's what I go by. I also go by they/them pronouns. if you don't want to respect that, please go away. Otherwise, how are you?" Everything but the last four words sounds scripted and emotionless, but the last four words sound genuine, and they look up at Euna.
"I'm... good...? Yeah. Good."
Euna seems distracted, only somewhat registering what Cherry says.
"That's good. What's your name?"
"Euna. That's my name."
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Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
"Sorry... I just- I'm having trouble telling a boy how I feel about him, and every time I find a good time... He starts talking about something different. Last time it was his dad..."
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Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox
Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all
Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL
A 14-15 year old with green eyes and with blonde hair with a streak of blue, enters camp wearing black baggy sweatpants, black shoes, and a vintage My Chemical Romance T-shirt. It seems very clear, he's emo
Clover is following him, trailing behind like a (murderous) lost duckling.
*yay, somebody to roleplay with on this thread that is not bananer, and it's the murder death, not sure which is better*
Fael notices them, using the reflection of their glasses to find them
Clover walks behind him, grinning madly, flipping a knife in one hand, catching it by the blade, yet somehow getting lucky enough to do it safely.
*Now you're doing that to make fun of me, aren't you? *
Fael darts around and grabs the knife out of the air
Athletics 25
*changed because it's the wrong mod, oops*
Clover frowns at Fael, who is now in front of her, easily within stabbing distance, and pulls out another knife, and begins to flip it as well.
"... That was stupid."
A strange influence covers the area, emitted from Clover.
8
*Be careful with your rolls, Gato.*
Fael meets their eyes, brings out their homemade bronze daggers, and begins to flip them both, without looking
"You shouldn't flip knifes behind people"
"Why not?"
"Because what just happened is going to happen again"
"Oh no. So scary."
Clover grins, gripping her dagger firmly, and something shifts in the air, seemingly emanating from Clover, causing Fael's ears to pop.
7
"Are we going to fight, because if we do, I must do something first?"
"Oh, I don't know. Are we going to fight? I'm not being aggressive. All I'm doing is standing behind you, flipping my knife."
The air changes ONCE MORE, the air growing thicker. 6
*Dude, just give up on the dice!*
"I dont want to fight, but right now, i feel like you want to murder me. So yeah, we're going to fight."
And as they talk, something appears behind fael, wait no, on fael, and as they get bigger, you realize that they are wings, right now the wings seem to be an eye, scorcing pink/purple color
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you. They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different? NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
"Sorry... I just- I'm having trouble telling a boy how I feel about him, and every time I find a good time... He starts talking about something different. Last time it was his dad..."
"I... I don't think I'm the most qualified to talk about this- I- Uh-"
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Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
Duan is sitting in the amphitheater, singing a mournful tune.
Evan is inside the Zeus cabin, doing a puzzle.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
A 14-15 year old with green eyes and with blonde hair with a streak of blue, enters camp wearing black baggy sweatpants, black shoes, and a vintage My Chemical Romance T-shirt. It seems very clear, he's emo
The boy sees a ten year old boy sitting in the Amphitheater, singing a song.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Clover is following him, trailing behind like a (murderous) lost duckling.
*yay, somebody to roleplay with on this thread that is not bananer, and it's the murder death, not sure which is better*
Fael notices them, using the reflection of their glasses to find them
Clover walks behind him, grinning madly, flipping a knife in one hand, catching it by the blade, yet somehow getting lucky enough to do it safely.
*Now you're doing that to make fun of me, aren't you? *
Fael darts around and grabs the knife out of the air
Athletics 25
*changed because it's the wrong mod, oops*
Clover frowns at Fael, who is now in front of her, easily within stabbing distance, and pulls out another knife, and begins to flip it as well.
"... That was stupid."
A strange influence covers the area, emitted from Clover.
8
*Be careful with your rolls, Gato.*
Fael meets their eyes, brings out their homemade bronze daggers, and begins to flip them both, without looking
"You shouldn't flip knifes behind people"
"Why not?"
"Because what just happened is going to happen again"
"Oh no. So scary."
Clover grins, gripping her dagger firmly, and something shifts in the air, seemingly emanating from Clover, causing Fael's ears to pop.
7
"Are we going to fight, because if we do, I must do something first?"
"Oh, I don't know. Are we going to fight? I'm not being aggressive. All I'm doing is standing behind you, flipping my knife."
The air changes ONCE MORE, the air growing thicker. 6
*Dude, just give up on the dice!*
"I dont want to fight, but right now, i feel like you want to murder me. So yeah, we're going to fight."
And as they talk, something appears behind fael, wait no, on fael, and as they get bigger, you realize that they are wings, right now the wings seem to be an eye, scorcing pink/purple color
*Yeah, I think I will lol*
"Oh. So we're fighting now. Great."
Initiative: 14
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"Why not?"
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
"Because what just happened is going to happen again"
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you
Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you.
They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different?
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
"My name is Cherry. It's not my birth name, but it's what I go by. I also go by they/them pronouns. if you don't want to respect that, please go away. Otherwise, how are you?" Everything but the last four words sounds scripted and emotionless, but the last four words sound genuine, and they look up at Euna.
Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox
Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all
Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL
"I'm... good...? Yeah. Good."
Euna seems distracted, only somewhat registering what Cherry says.
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
"Oh no. So scary."
Clover grins, gripping her dagger firmly, and something shifts in the air, seemingly emanating from Clover, causing Fael's ears to pop.
7
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
*I hate this*
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
"That's good. What's your name?"
Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox
Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all
Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL
"Are we going to fight, because if we do, I must do something first?"
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you
Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you.
They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different?
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
"Euna. That's my name."
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
"Oh, I don't know. Are we going to fight? I'm not being aggressive. All I'm doing is standing behind you, flipping my knife."
The air changes ONCE MORE, the air growing thicker. 6
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
"Hi, Euna. Have you ever fallen in love?"
Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox
Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all
Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL
*I HATE THIS SO MUCH*
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
"... Um. What?"
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
"Sorry... I just- I'm having trouble telling a boy how I feel about him, and every time I find a good time... He starts talking about something different. Last time it was his dad..."
Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox
Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all
Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
*Dude, just give up on the dice!*
"I dont want to fight, but right now, i feel like you want to murder me. So yeah, we're going to fight."
And as they talk, something appears behind fael, wait no, on fael, and as they get bigger, you realize that they are wings, right now the wings seem to be an eye, scorcing pink/purple color
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you
Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you.
They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different?
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
"I... I don't think I'm the most qualified to talk about this- I- Uh-"
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
Duan is sitting in the amphitheater, singing a mournful tune.
Evan is inside the Zeus cabin, doing a puzzle.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
The boy sees a ten year old boy sitting in the Amphitheater, singing a song.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
*Yeah, I think I will lol*
"Oh. So we're fighting now. Great."
Initiative: 14
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.