Oliver is in the forest. He's stolen a training dummy from the arena and is now whacking it very hard.
Fael walks up and says "Thats whats making all of the noise"
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"No. Learn what happened. Then make your decision. Learn, make good choices, think with your mind and not your heart. The heart is a weak point, but I accept that yes, I do love Cherry. And I'm not going to let her go with someone she barely knows."
Fink begins to follow the tracks, stooped and sniffing
"At least give me this. Don't hurt anybody involved. Tell them how you really feel." He begins to walk off, shotgun on his shoulder, pointed up at the sky
"Is that it?" Hunter asks, pointing to a rustling in the bushes.
"I'm not going to hurt anyone. I'm... I'm not a monster... Despite what dad and the others want."
"That would be him. Aim for the head, that way we get the most meat."
"That's all I really ask for. I just kinda have to have a rough vibe. Goes with the brand, y'know? See ya, kid."
"How am I supposed to know where the head is?"
"See you. Think before you shoot."
*I am open for another or two. Haven't seen Atticus in a while.*
"Look for the horns, Hunter."
*Atticus and who else would you like?*
Atticus is lamenting in the ampitheater, the speakers with distorted guitar drowning out his wailing singing, which is oddly beautiful "When you kiss me and say you love me...It makes me feel so good...I wanna break down and give in to you...I wanna believe that you're the one...."
"Uh... okay..." Hunter aims for a bit and then fires. The sound of something collapsing, and something small rushes out of the bushes. *I'm thinking Hunter/Fink baby deer arc.*
Evan walks towards Atticus. "Hey. You doing alright?"
*Would like to do Cherry sometime but it doesn't have to be now, so you choose.*
*Whatcha mean by that?*
Fink sniffs the air and listens before clapping quietly. "Wonderous job!"
"H- What? Oh, heya sparky." He kills the speakers and sits down, cracking his neck. "I'm okay. You?"
*sounds good, sure*
Cherry is sitting on the porch of Fern's cabin, a huge blanket wrapped around them. Their shadows are gone, revealing a skinny feminine figure with a jout nose, weak chin, bronzed skin and long, black, slightly curly hair.
*I dunno, like they kill a dad deer and then have to raise a baby but then that just sounds dumb I just like the idea of Hunter and Fink having to raise something together. Prolly not a deer, something that hunts, because they'd prolly kill the deer when they get older.*
"Why thank you!"
"I'm alright. If you're gonna call me Sparky, can I call you bird?"
Oliver approaches Cherry. "I come with a message from a coward who is too scared to come into camp."
*Hmm.... I like it. Not with a deer, but I like it."
"Shall I show you how to field dress, or would you prefer if I did it?"
"Doesn't really fit me, does it? Good to see you, man."
"Murphy, I'm assuming. What is it?" they seem annoyed, moving their hand to sharply adjust their glasses
"Field dress?"
"You do have wings." Evan says awkwardly.
Oliver sighs. "He wants to talk by the beach. Ton of people have come after him with weapons in their hands and now he's mad. I'm Oliver by the way. An associate."
"Removing the internal organs in order to cook the meat of the body."
"Yeah, I know... I just never got a nickname that I liked... Not even Attic Boy..." He sighs, rubbing his face.
"I don't trust him just yet... I need to know that HE also doesn't have a weapon... Nice to meet you, Oliver."
"Oh... why don't people eat the organs?"
"Atticus is fine with me."
"I mean, he always has a weapon if he's by the sea... maybe I can force him to meet in the forest or something."
"They make the meat taste bitter if not properly cooked. Plus, I do not like them."
"Thanks... So, what's up?"
"That'd be nice... Please?"
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"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"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
“Here, I’m gonna go and try and warn him. Be back in five.”
”Thank you. And I am not “little”, for your information.”
"Okay." they close their eyes, trying to get over everything
"I am quite large compared to you, no?" he chuckles, making a gesture with his paw to compare their heights
Fern goes, and then comes back. “I think he’ll be fine. How are you feeling?”
“Ugh, I despise having to grow to my full form, but if I must.” Suddenly, he grows to around six feet, his legs more animalistic and antlers bloom upon his head. He now stands around 6”1. “Is this your definition of…small?”
"Mid..." they shrug
"In this form" he gestures to himself. " I suppose I would not consider you small, no. But, you look cuter, indeed."
“Do you wanna do some Halloween stuff?”
”Ah, am I quite cute to you?” His voice seems deeper, and he holds AJ’s chin up.
"Like what?" They reach into the wall and grab their hot cocoa from the shadows
*AJ's 7'0"... lol*
” pumpkin carving?”
*he’s 6”1 in his form with four legs, like a centaur. Standing up or even sitting up a little he’d be like 8”0. Hence why he doesn’t like the form.*
"I don't... think i should hold a knife today."
*ahh.*
AJ grumbles a little bit, finally blushing. "I cannot lie."
“Do you…feel like hurting yourself? Are you okay?”
“Ah, how the tables turn when I’m in my centaur form.” He shifts back. “And now…oh god in this form you tower over me.”
"No, I just... I don't know what to think right now. I'm afraid I might go impulsively stab Murphy or something."
"Alright, now hold this." AJ's jacket and shirt are dropped onto Sprout's head, blinding them temporarily. A sick crackling is heard as AJ shifts into: D2 roll 2 Result of 1: ...A regular fox, with his same markings, just.... on four legs Result of 2: A werefox, towering at 9 feet, gnarly looking. In both forms, AJ has scraps of fur missing, scars everywhere, but still seems fit
“Well, we won’t be near him.”
Sprout takes off the jacket, and immediately blushes. “Wow. Um. Tall. Hot. Very hot.” His skin burns a hot red.
"I know, but I can teleport essentially"
"Still little, calf. At least I shifted correctly this time." The crackling returns as he shifts back down to his seven feet, not bothering to take his clothes back. His stomach is fit, a nice six pack of abs. "Now what?"
“That’s… not bad logic. Do you wanna just chill?”
”i don’t know, wanna go and carve pumpkins?”
"I would like that, yeah..." they sip their cocoa.
"I don't use blades often, but sure, that sounds enjoyable. Would you like me to carry you, dear?"
“So, what shows do you like?” Fern pulls up her phone. “I get internet from a friend who knows how to hide it.”
”Oh yes, Mr. tall. Let it be known that I can be just as tall as you if need be, though.”
"I never watched a show before, so just put something on that you like." Cherry gets comfy with her, content
"I'll still be a foot taller, dear." AJ scoops Sprout up, taking him where he wants to go
She puts on the great British baking show, and cuddles up to cherry.
“Not if I would’ve fully stood up.” They arrive at the cabin, pumpkins all around. “Choose one, and then cut a face into it.”
"OOH. Food."
"You're nine feet tall, dear?" AJ sets them down and immediately gets to work
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"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"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
“Here, I’m gonna go and try and warn him. Be back in five.”
”Thank you. And I am not “little”, for your information.”
"Okay." they close their eyes, trying to get over everything
"I am quite large compared to you, no?" he chuckles, making a gesture with his paw to compare their heights
Fern goes, and then comes back. “I think he’ll be fine. How are you feeling?”
“Ugh, I despise having to grow to my full form, but if I must.” Suddenly, he grows to around six feet, his legs more animalistic and antlers bloom upon his head. He now stands around 6”1. “Is this your definition of…small?”
"Mid..." they shrug
"In this form" he gestures to himself. " I suppose I would not consider you small, no. But, you look cuter, indeed."
“Do you wanna do some Halloween stuff?”
”Ah, am I quite cute to you?” His voice seems deeper, and he holds AJ’s chin up.
"Like what?" They reach into the wall and grab their hot cocoa from the shadows
*AJ's 7'0"... lol*
” pumpkin carving?”
*he’s 6”1 in his form with four legs, like a centaur. Standing up or even sitting up a little he’d be like 8”0. Hence why he doesn’t like the form.*
"I don't... think i should hold a knife today."
*ahh.*
AJ grumbles a little bit, finally blushing. "I cannot lie."
“Do you…feel like hurting yourself? Are you okay?”
“Ah, how the tables turn when I’m in my centaur form.” He shifts back. “And now…oh god in this form you tower over me.”
"No, I just... I don't know what to think right now. I'm afraid I might go impulsively stab Murphy or something."
"Alright, now hold this." AJ's jacket and shirt are dropped onto Sprout's head, blinding them temporarily. A sick crackling is heard as AJ shifts into: D2 roll 2 Result of 1: ...A regular fox, with his same markings, just.... on four legs Result of 2: A werefox, towering at 9 feet, gnarly looking. In both forms, AJ has scraps of fur missing, scars everywhere, but still seems fit
“Well, we won’t be near him.”
Sprout takes off the jacket, and immediately blushes. “Wow. Um. Tall. Hot. Very hot.” His skin burns a hot red.
"I know, but I can teleport essentially"
"Still little, calf. At least I shifted correctly this time." The crackling returns as he shifts back down to his seven feet, not bothering to take his clothes back. His stomach is fit, a nice six pack of abs. "Now what?"
“That’s… not bad logic. Do you wanna just chill?”
”i don’t know, wanna go and carve pumpkins?”
"I would like that, yeah..." they sip their cocoa.
"I don't use blades often, but sure, that sounds enjoyable. Would you like me to carry you, dear?"
“So, what shows do you like?” Fern pulls up her phone. “I get internet from a friend who knows how to hide it.”
”Oh yes, Mr. tall. Let it be known that I can be just as tall as you if need be, though.”
"I never watched a show before, so just put something on that you like." Cherry gets comfy with her, content
"I'll still be a foot taller, dear." AJ scoops Sprout up, taking him where he wants to go
She puts on the great British baking show, and cuddles up to cherry.
“Not if I would’ve fully stood up.” They arrive at the cabin, pumpkins all around. “Choose one, and then cut a face into it.”
"OOH. Food."
"You're nine feet tall, dear?" AJ sets them down and immediately gets to work
“Yeah, but it’s fun even if you don’t eat. Can you even eat? Like just for fun?”
they shift into their centaur form. It changes a little, and standing up he stands around 11 feet. “No, I’m eleven.”
"Nothing much. Just saw you in here and wanted to chat."
"Alright, alright. Be back soon."
Fink approaches the downed buck, making a cut with his knife from the deer's sternum to it's tail.
"Always a pleasure. What's new with you?"
"Thanks..."
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"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"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
“Here, I’m gonna go and try and warn him. Be back in five.”
”Thank you. And I am not “little”, for your information.”
"Okay." they close their eyes, trying to get over everything
"I am quite large compared to you, no?" he chuckles, making a gesture with his paw to compare their heights
Fern goes, and then comes back. “I think he’ll be fine. How are you feeling?”
“Ugh, I despise having to grow to my full form, but if I must.” Suddenly, he grows to around six feet, his legs more animalistic and antlers bloom upon his head. He now stands around 6”1. “Is this your definition of…small?”
"Mid..." they shrug
"In this form" he gestures to himself. " I suppose I would not consider you small, no. But, you look cuter, indeed."
“Do you wanna do some Halloween stuff?”
”Ah, am I quite cute to you?” His voice seems deeper, and he holds AJ’s chin up.
"Like what?" They reach into the wall and grab their hot cocoa from the shadows
*AJ's 7'0"... lol*
” pumpkin carving?”
*he’s 6”1 in his form with four legs, like a centaur. Standing up or even sitting up a little he’d be like 8”0. Hence why he doesn’t like the form.*
"I don't... think i should hold a knife today."
*ahh.*
AJ grumbles a little bit, finally blushing. "I cannot lie."
“Do you…feel like hurting yourself? Are you okay?”
“Ah, how the tables turn when I’m in my centaur form.” He shifts back. “And now…oh god in this form you tower over me.”
"No, I just... I don't know what to think right now. I'm afraid I might go impulsively stab Murphy or something."
"Alright, now hold this." AJ's jacket and shirt are dropped onto Sprout's head, blinding them temporarily. A sick crackling is heard as AJ shifts into: D2 roll 2 Result of 1: ...A regular fox, with his same markings, just.... on four legs Result of 2: A werefox, towering at 9 feet, gnarly looking. In both forms, AJ has scraps of fur missing, scars everywhere, but still seems fit
“Well, we won’t be near him.”
Sprout takes off the jacket, and immediately blushes. “Wow. Um. Tall. Hot. Very hot.” His skin burns a hot red.
"I know, but I can teleport essentially"
"Still little, calf. At least I shifted correctly this time." The crackling returns as he shifts back down to his seven feet, not bothering to take his clothes back. His stomach is fit, a nice six pack of abs. "Now what?"
“That’s… not bad logic. Do you wanna just chill?”
”i don’t know, wanna go and carve pumpkins?”
"I would like that, yeah..." they sip their cocoa.
"I don't use blades often, but sure, that sounds enjoyable. Would you like me to carry you, dear?"
“So, what shows do you like?” Fern pulls up her phone. “I get internet from a friend who knows how to hide it.”
”Oh yes, Mr. tall. Let it be known that I can be just as tall as you if need be, though.”
"I never watched a show before, so just put something on that you like." Cherry gets comfy with her, content
"I'll still be a foot taller, dear." AJ scoops Sprout up, taking him where he wants to go
She puts on the great British baking show, and cuddles up to cherry.
“Not if I would’ve fully stood up.” They arrive at the cabin, pumpkins all around. “Choose one, and then cut a face into it.”
"OOH. Food."
"You're nine feet tall, dear?" AJ sets them down and immediately gets to work
“Yeah, but it’s fun even if you don’t eat. Can you even eat? Like just for fun?”
they shift into their centaur form. It changes a little, and standing up the stand around 11 feet. “No, I’m eleven.”
"I can, yeah. I just don't need to." *didn't you just say before it was eight feet?*
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"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"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
Oliver is in the forest. He's stolen a training dummy from the arena and is now whacking it very hard.
Fael walks up and says "Thats whats making all of the noise"
"Why hello there." Oliver says, sighing.
"Ello"
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"Nothing much. Just saw you in here and wanted to chat."
"Alright, alright. Be back soon."
Fink approaches the downed buck, making a cut with his knife from the deer's sternum to it's tail.
"Always a pleasure. What's new with you?"
"Thanks..."
Hunter follows, grabbing his own knife.
"Not much... kinda wish something exciting would happen, but everything exciting that's been happening is just... not really relevant to me. I feel old." He chuckles.
Oliver comes back a few minutes later, holding a trident and a bow made of sleek blue wood. "In the forest. Took away his trident and his bow."
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
“Here, I’m gonna go and try and warn him. Be back in five.”
”Thank you. And I am not “little”, for your information.”
"Okay." they close their eyes, trying to get over everything
"I am quite large compared to you, no?" he chuckles, making a gesture with his paw to compare their heights
Fern goes, and then comes back. “I think he’ll be fine. How are you feeling?”
“Ugh, I despise having to grow to my full form, but if I must.” Suddenly, he grows to around six feet, his legs more animalistic and antlers bloom upon his head. He now stands around 6”1. “Is this your definition of…small?”
"Mid..." they shrug
"In this form" he gestures to himself. " I suppose I would not consider you small, no. But, you look cuter, indeed."
“Do you wanna do some Halloween stuff?”
”Ah, am I quite cute to you?” His voice seems deeper, and he holds AJ’s chin up.
"Like what?" They reach into the wall and grab their hot cocoa from the shadows
*AJ's 7'0"... lol*
” pumpkin carving?”
*he’s 6”1 in his form with four legs, like a centaur. Standing up or even sitting up a little he’d be like 8”0. Hence why he doesn’t like the form.*
"I don't... think i should hold a knife today."
*ahh.*
AJ grumbles a little bit, finally blushing. "I cannot lie."
“Do you…feel like hurting yourself? Are you okay?”
“Ah, how the tables turn when I’m in my centaur form.” He shifts back. “And now…oh god in this form you tower over me.”
"No, I just... I don't know what to think right now. I'm afraid I might go impulsively stab Murphy or something."
"Alright, now hold this." AJ's jacket and shirt are dropped onto Sprout's head, blinding them temporarily. A sick crackling is heard as AJ shifts into: D2 roll 2 Result of 1: ...A regular fox, with his same markings, just.... on four legs Result of 2: A werefox, towering at 9 feet, gnarly looking. In both forms, AJ has scraps of fur missing, scars everywhere, but still seems fit
“Well, we won’t be near him.”
Sprout takes off the jacket, and immediately blushes. “Wow. Um. Tall. Hot. Very hot.” His skin burns a hot red.
"I know, but I can teleport essentially"
"Still little, calf. At least I shifted correctly this time." The crackling returns as he shifts back down to his seven feet, not bothering to take his clothes back. His stomach is fit, a nice six pack of abs. "Now what?"
“That’s… not bad logic. Do you wanna just chill?”
”i don’t know, wanna go and carve pumpkins?”
"I would like that, yeah..." they sip their cocoa.
"I don't use blades often, but sure, that sounds enjoyable. Would you like me to carry you, dear?"
“So, what shows do you like?” Fern pulls up her phone. “I get internet from a friend who knows how to hide it.”
”Oh yes, Mr. tall. Let it be known that I can be just as tall as you if need be, though.”
"I never watched a show before, so just put something on that you like." Cherry gets comfy with her, content
"I'll still be a foot taller, dear." AJ scoops Sprout up, taking him where he wants to go
She puts on the great British baking show, and cuddles up to cherry.
“Not if I would’ve fully stood up.” They arrive at the cabin, pumpkins all around. “Choose one, and then cut a face into it.”
"OOH. Food."
"You're nine feet tall, dear?" AJ sets them down and immediately gets to work
“Yeah, but it’s fun even if you don’t eat. Can you even eat? Like just for fun?”
they shift into their centaur form. It changes a little, and standing up the stand around 11 feet. “No, I’m eleven.”
"I can, yeah. I just don't need to." *didn't you just say before it was eight feet?*
“hm. Also, I have a gift for you.” Fern holds out the burnt crown with new flowers woven into it, and the burnt flowers now a fire red, glowing.
“So, is this like a hobby for you?” He says, hauling dirt to the side of the fort.
"Not really, I just wanted a place to be alone and quiet."
“Alone and quiet is always nice. Do you have any siblings?” *he’s too dense to realize fael was saying they wanted to be alone lol *
"Maybe, I wouldn't know" *Yep*
“I have two. One’s a drama ruler and one’s a (GP)boy. I’m basically their babysitter. Sometimes I feel like I’m their dad, ironically.”
"Be grateful that you have a family that accepts you."
“Well, I haven’t told you about my loud, disappointed mom or my non-existent dad yet, have I?”
"You have them"
“Oh…I’m sorry. Shall we change the subject?”
"I dont know, do you want to?"
“I mean, if you want to?” *i gtgggg I’ve been on since 6am*
"I dont know, I've never been assertive"
*Bye*
*back, sorry* ”Well this is awkward.”
"Not necessary"
“……So what’s your cabin? Or where do you normally live?” He says, eyes averted.
"I live in the hermes cabin, but am never there, because i dont really like them"
*Bump*
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Oliver is in the forest. He's stolen a training dummy from the arena and is now whacking it very hard.
Fael walks up and says "Thats whats making all of the noise"
"Why hello there." Oliver says, sighing.
"Ello"
"Seems that everywhere I go, I cannot train." He nods politely. "I'm Oliver. And you?"
"Fael, im not stoping you, i just was commenting"
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Fael walks up and says "Thats whats making all of the noise"
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
Feline Keeper of the Peace of the Alliance Between the Cult of Cats and the Cult of The Fox
Looking for more titles now!
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"They make the meat taste bitter if not properly cooked. Plus, I do not like them."
"Thanks... So, what's up?"
"That'd be nice... Please?"
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"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"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
"OOH. Food."
"You're nine feet tall, dear?" AJ sets them down and immediately gets to work
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.
"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"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
(would anyone like to rp?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
*cut with Salem.*
"Right, then. Teach me how."
"Nothing much. Just saw you in here and wanted to chat."
"Alright, alright. Be back soon."
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
"Why hello there." Oliver says, sighing.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
“Yeah, but it’s fun even if you don’t eat. Can you even eat? Like just for fun?”
they shift into their centaur form. It changes a little, and standing up he stands around 11 feet. “No, I’m eleven.”
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
Fink approaches the downed buck, making a cut with his knife from the deer's sternum to it's tail.
"Always a pleasure. What's new with you?"
"Thanks..."
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.
"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"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
(wanna rp Aspen?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
"I can, yeah. I just don't need to."
*didn't you just say before it was eight feet?*
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"Profen alllll night", according to Himy. What he thinks I'm Profen, I'll never know
"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
"Ello"
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
Feline Keeper of the Peace of the Alliance Between the Cult of Cats and the Cult of The Fox
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NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT O_MERLIN_O 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]
Hunter follows, grabbing his own knife.
"Not much... kinda wish something exciting would happen, but everything exciting that's been happening is just... not really relevant to me. I feel old." He chuckles.
Oliver comes back a few minutes later, holding a trident and a bow made of sleek blue wood. "In the forest. Took away his trident and his bow."
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
*sure*
Lilac is in her cabin, talking to Marcus and looking a little shaken up still.
Pine is by the river, monitoring it.
A boy with black hair is leaning against the arts and crafts barn.
*tell me if u want someone different*
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
"Seems that everywhere I go, I cannot train." He nods politely. "I'm Oliver. And you?"
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
“hm. Also, I have a gift for you.” Fern holds out the burnt crown with new flowers woven into it, and the burnt flowers now a fire red, glowing.
*I…don’t know anymore ToT I hate numbers*
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
Luna goes over to her "hey"
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
“Hi. How are you?”
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
*Bump*
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
Feline Keeper of the Peace of the Alliance Between the Cult of Cats and the Cult of The Fox
Looking for more titles now!
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT O_MERLIN_O 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, im not stoping you, i just was commenting"
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
Feline Keeper of the Peace of the Alliance Between the Cult of Cats and the Cult of The Fox
Looking for more titles now!
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT O_MERLIN_O 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]