*cut with gonz* “No, I’m serious. Do it. I got shot once, and they said it was a 99% chance of me dying, and if I survived my full body was supposed to be paralyzed.”
"Well- I'm planning to go to like, medical school, and become a doctor, and like, 'attempted murder' doesn't look good on resumes. Also like... hippocratic oath."
“Well, okay.” Cal grabs his sword off his back and it meets his chest, not yet puncturing the skin.
"Ah- NO! Don't do that! No! Nope! Don't do that! Ah- No!"
Jacob grabs the sword from his hand.
He tries to grab the sword back. “BUT I NEED TO TEST SOMETHING!”
"NO DEATH IS ALLOWED IN THIS CABIN!"
Cal yanks it back. “FINE, THEN ILL GO OUTSIDE!” He runs outside, and you see a flood of blood come out from the back of his chest, with the sword’s tip pointing through.
"AH- (GP)! (GP) NO!"
Jacob places his hands on Cal, and a burst of healing energy flows through him, healing him 100 hit points.
Suddenly, his body disintegrates into particles of light, then reforms. “Hello.” A deeper, more wise voice says. “I am son of hades and Apollo, and I am the god of balance. Excuse my semi-mortal form, he has not yet learned of this. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I must reform him, before he loses to much memory.” Suddenly, the being of light converges back into cal. “GODS DAMNIT, WHY DID YOU HEAL ME?”
"... Nemesis is going to be angry. She won't like this. Zeus also won't like this. Also. Why would Hades and Dad... Actually. Dad would do anything. That checks out. But Nemesis is gonna be angry. And Ascepelus might be annoyed that he might not be Dad's favourite anymore... Ughhhhh... I need a vacation..."
“About what? Didn’t you just say that I only MIGHT be a god?”
"Nah. You're definitely a god. Put in a good word for me on Mount Olympus, will ya?"
“Wait, what the (GP)? Then why am I mortal-like? Also- can you explain all the things you just said?”
"Hah. No. Good luck out there, kid. You aren't under my jurisdiction anymore. Just hope your ascent isn't too painful."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*hi gato. see you've got a hunter looking for an animal. i've got a hunter who IS an animal. care to have them meet?*
*Sure, and i wouldn't call fael a hunter*
Fael is tracking... but they're also being tracked.
Twigs snap all around them in sporadic places before a slight glint can be seen from some distance away
Fael will stand in a battle stance, but will also draw their hand crossbow, which seems to be handmade
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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]
*cut with gonz* “No, I’m serious. Do it. I got shot once, and they said it was a 99% chance of me dying, and if I survived my full body was supposed to be paralyzed.”
"Well- I'm planning to go to like, medical school, and become a doctor, and like, 'attempted murder' doesn't look good on resumes. Also like... hippocratic oath."
“Well, okay.” Cal grabs his sword off his back and it meets his chest, not yet puncturing the skin.
"Ah- NO! Don't do that! No! Nope! Don't do that! Ah- No!"
Jacob grabs the sword from his hand.
He tries to grab the sword back. “BUT I NEED TO TEST SOMETHING!”
"NO DEATH IS ALLOWED IN THIS CABIN!"
Cal yanks it back. “FINE, THEN ILL GO OUTSIDE!” He runs outside, and you see a flood of blood come out from the back of his chest, with the sword’s tip pointing through.
"AH- (GP)! (GP) NO!"
Jacob places his hands on Cal, and a burst of healing energy flows through him, healing him 100 hit points.
Suddenly, his body disintegrates into particles of light, then reforms. “Hello.” A deeper, more wise voice says. “I am son of hades and Apollo, and I am the god of balance. Excuse my semi-mortal form, he has not yet learned of this. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I must reform him, before he loses to much memory.” Suddenly, the being of light converges back into cal. “GODS DAMNIT, WHY DID YOU HEAL ME?”
"... Nemesis is going to be angry. She won't like this. Zeus also won't like this. Also. Why would Hades and Dad... Actually. Dad would do anything. That checks out. But Nemesis is gonna be angry. And Ascepelus might be annoyed that he might not be Dad's favourite anymore... Ughhhhh... I need a vacation..."
“About what? Didn’t you just say that I only MIGHT be a god?”
"Nah. You're definitely a god. Put in a good word for me on Mount Olympus, will ya?"
“Wait, what the (GP)? Then why am I mortal-like? Also- can you explain all the things you just said?”
"Hah. No. Good luck out there, kid. You aren't under my jurisdiction anymore. Just hope your ascent isn't too painful."
“Wait, please?” All of a sudden, his eyes glow yellow, and then the same being appears. “You fool. We are god of balance, hence, we are most comfortable in places of the in between, like this place. Hence, we will be staying here. And PLEASE, explain to my poor mortal form. He’s just as confused as most demigods.” They say with a sigh, before reforming back into cal.
Fael has continued wandering through the forest, still looking for a deer to talk too, but this time, is steathly
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Ahead of them they see a ginger haired teen climbing a tree
Fael creeps up on the teen and tries to scare them
4
The teen looks down at Fael. "Nice tree. But Im the oldest of 5 so."
"Who are these five?"
"Me, Kori, Kaitlyn, Kenya, and Kayla." He says Kayla with disappointment in his voice
"I dont know what to say"
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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]
*hi gato. see you've got a hunter looking for an animal. i've got a hunter who IS an animal. care to have them meet?*
*Sure, and i wouldn't call fael a hunter*
Fael is tracking... but they're also being tracked.
Twigs snap all around them in sporadic places before a slight glint can be seen from some distance away
Fael will stand in a battle stance, but will also draw their hand crossbow, which seems to be handmade
The glint rises from the ground and approaches, a figure coming into view.
"You are noisy. I found you, quite easily."
"I could say the same to you"
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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]
Fael has continued wandering through the forest, still looking for a deer to talk too, but this time, is steathly
33
Ahead of them they see a ginger haired teen climbing a tree
Fael creeps up on the teen and tries to scare them
4
The teen looks down at Fael. "Nice tree. But Im the oldest of 5 so."
"Who are these five?"
"Me, Kori, Kaitlyn, Kenya, and Kayla." He says Kayla with disappointment in his voice
"I dont know what to say"
"About?"
"Anything?"
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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]
*cut with gonz* “No, I’m serious. Do it. I got shot once, and they said it was a 99% chance of me dying, and if I survived my full body was supposed to be paralyzed.”
"Well- I'm planning to go to like, medical school, and become a doctor, and like, 'attempted murder' doesn't look good on resumes. Also like... hippocratic oath."
“Well, okay.” Cal grabs his sword off his back and it meets his chest, not yet puncturing the skin.
"Ah- NO! Don't do that! No! Nope! Don't do that! Ah- No!"
Jacob grabs the sword from his hand.
He tries to grab the sword back. “BUT I NEED TO TEST SOMETHING!”
"NO DEATH IS ALLOWED IN THIS CABIN!"
Cal yanks it back. “FINE, THEN ILL GO OUTSIDE!” He runs outside, and you see a flood of blood come out from the back of his chest, with the sword’s tip pointing through.
"AH- (GP)! (GP) NO!"
Jacob places his hands on Cal, and a burst of healing energy flows through him, healing him 100 hit points.
Suddenly, his body disintegrates into particles of light, then reforms. “Hello.” A deeper, more wise voice says. “I am son of hades and Apollo, and I am the god of balance. Excuse my semi-mortal form, he has not yet learned of this. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I must reform him, before he loses to much memory.” Suddenly, the being of light converges back into cal. “GODS DAMNIT, WHY DID YOU HEAL ME?”
"... Nemesis is going to be angry. She won't like this. Zeus also won't like this. Also. Why would Hades and Dad... Actually. Dad would do anything. That checks out. But Nemesis is gonna be angry. And Ascepelus might be annoyed that he might not be Dad's favourite anymore... Ughhhhh... I need a vacation..."
“About what? Didn’t you just say that I only MIGHT be a god?”
"Nah. You're definitely a god. Put in a good word for me on Mount Olympus, will ya?"
“Wait, what the (GP)? Then why am I mortal-like? Also- can you explain all the things you just said?”
"Hah. No. Good luck out there, kid. You aren't under my jurisdiction anymore. Just hope your ascent isn't too painful."
“Wait, please?” All of a sudden, his eyes glow yellow, and then the same being appears. “You fool. We are god of balance, hence, we are most comfortable in places of the in between, like this place. Hence, we will be staying here. And PLEASE, explain to my poor mortal form. He’s just as confused as most demigods.” They say with a sigh, before reforming back into cal.
"... Fine. Whatever. You're a god, but for some reason, you're in mortal form. Don't worry, this has happened plenty of times before, with Posiedon, Apollo, and kinda Heracles. I think you're probably in Heracles's situation, because you were born as a mortal. So. Basically, if you're a powerful enough half-blood, when you die, your godly half will have enough power to ascend up to Mount Olympus and become immortal. But, I don't think that will happen. You're apparently the god of balance, and are most powerful in in-between places. Sounds like a mix of some aspects of Hecate, Janus and Nemesis to me. Since Janus is a Roman myth and isn't real, I hope, you'd probalby want to talk to some Hecate or Nemesis kids."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
"You found me because I let you." As he comes into the light, his full detail can be scene. An anthro man with breadth and lank at the same time, towering at six feet, and bearing the features of a fox, with the color pallete of an african painted-dog
He's clearly a man of the woods, bearing covert clothes and a deadly looking, heavy sniper rifle
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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 Cult of the Fox
*yea, u go first*
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
"Hah. No. Good luck out there, kid. You aren't under my jurisdiction anymore. Just hope your ascent isn't too painful."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*YES YES YES*
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Fael is tracking... but they're also being tracked.
Twigs snap all around them in sporadic places before a slight glint can be seen from some distance away
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 Cult of the Fox
Fael will stand in a battle stance, but will also draw their hand crossbow, which seems to be handmade
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]
*Uhhh it was something like*
"It's a beautiful place, Fern... not as much as you, though." Cherry smiles whole-heartedly as they sit down in the clover patch
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 Cult of the Fox
"Me, Kori, Kaitlyn, Kenya, and Kayla." He says Kayla with disappointment in his voice
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
“Wait, please?” All of a sudden, his eyes glow yellow, and then the same being appears. “You fool. We are god of balance, hence, we are most comfortable in places of the in between, like this place. Hence, we will be staying here. And PLEASE, explain to my poor mortal form. He’s just as confused as most demigods.” They say with a sigh, before reforming back into cal.
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
A menacing looking, 7 foot tall and lanky figure sits in the cafeteria, directly next to a kindly looking, 5 foot tall, slightly chubby figure.
The angsty one doesn't eat, but watches. Not his companion, but everybody else
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 Cult of the Fox
*yea, u go first*
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
"I dont know what to say"
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]
The glint rises from the ground and approaches, a figure coming into view.
"You are noisy. I found you, quite easily."
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 Cult of the Fox
"I could say the same to you"
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]
“Thanks,” they blush. “But im nowhere near this place’s incredible beauty. You are, though.” They say before kissing cherry once again.
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
"About?"
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
Cherry smiles and reaches their hand over to rest on top of Fern's
"So. tell me a bit more about yourself."
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 Cult of the Fox
"Anything?"
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]
"... Fine. Whatever. You're a god, but for some reason, you're in mortal form. Don't worry, this has happened plenty of times before, with Posiedon, Apollo, and kinda Heracles. I think you're probably in Heracles's situation, because you were born as a mortal. So. Basically, if you're a powerful enough half-blood, when you die, your godly half will have enough power to ascend up to Mount Olympus and become immortal. But, I don't think that will happen. You're apparently the god of balance, and are most powerful in in-between places. Sounds like a mix of some aspects of Hecate, Janus and Nemesis to me. Since Janus is a Roman myth and isn't real, I hope, you'd probalby want to talk to some Hecate or Nemesis kids."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
"You found me because I let you." As he comes into the light, his full detail can be scene. An anthro man with breadth and lank at the same time, towering at six feet, and bearing the features of a fox, with the color pallete of an african painted-dog
He's clearly a man of the woods, bearing covert clothes and a deadly looking, heavy sniper rifle
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 Cult of the Fox
He climbs down
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)