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.
Axel glares up at Fael, before stalking back into the forest.
Fael is going to fly towards camp as fast as possible, moving at 120 feet per round
How high are they?
180 feet, they took one round to go up 120
Alright. A loud gunshot rings out from the forest, and a bullet races towards Fael.
16 Damage: 16
They somehow swing around and grab the bullet before it hits them, then they fly another 120 feet in the air (300 now)
*physically impossible*
*Bracers of defense, reflovered as two bracers that make you really fast*
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate; but you can just call me They/Them I am a young teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+ [roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Axel glares up at Fael, before stalking back into the forest.
Fael is going to fly towards camp as fast as possible, moving at 120 feet per round
How high are they?
180 feet, they took one round to go up 120
Alright. A loud gunshot rings out from the forest, and a bullet races towards Fael.
16 Damage: 16
They somehow swing around and grab the bullet before it hits them, then they fly another 120 feet in the air (300 now)
As they somehow see the bullet coming, extend a hand in time, position the hand perfectly so that the bullet doesn't hit their hand, and grab the bullet in time, the spin of the bullet burns their skin, causing them to reflexively let go, and the bullet falls back to the ground. Another gunshot, another bullet.
18 Damage: 18
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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.
Axel glares up at Fael, before stalking back into the forest.
Fael is going to fly towards camp as fast as possible, moving at 120 feet per round
How high are they?
180 feet, they took one round to go up 120
Alright. A loud gunshot rings out from the forest, and a bullet races towards Fael.
16 Damage: 16
They somehow swing around and grab the bullet before it hits them, then they fly another 120 feet in the air (300 now)
As they somehow see the bullet coming, extend a hand in time, position the hand perfectly so that the bullet doesn't hit their hand, and grab the bullet in time, the spin of the bullet burns their skin, causing them to reflexively let go, and the bullet falls back to the ground. Another gunshot, another bullet.
18 Damage: 18
*waow...*
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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!
"Hi there, Owen! I'm Clover. I like stabbing people! Hehehehehe!!!!!!! ... Sadly, I got my knife rights taken away after murdering too many people..."
She pouts.
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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.
Axel glares up at Fael, before stalking back into the forest.
Fael is going to fly towards camp as fast as possible, moving at 120 feet per round
How high are they?
180 feet, they took one round to go up 120
Alright. A loud gunshot rings out from the forest, and a bullet races towards Fael.
16 Damage: 16
They somehow swing around and grab the bullet before it hits them, then they fly another 120 feet in the air (300 now)
As they somehow see the bullet coming, extend a hand in time, position the hand perfectly so that the bullet doesn't hit their hand, and grab the bullet in time, the spin of the bullet burns their skin, causing them to reflexively let go, and the bullet falls back to the ground. Another gunshot, another bullet.
18 Damage: 18
*waow...*
This one she dodges
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate; but you can just call me They/Them I am a young teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 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 there, Owen! I'm Clover. I like stabbing people! Hehehehehe!!!!!!! ... Sadly, I got my knife rights taken away after murdering too many people..."
She pouts.
*Lmfao, i love clover*
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate; but you can just call me They/Them I am a young teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+ [roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Axel glares up at Fael, before stalking back into the forest.
Fael is going to fly towards camp as fast as possible, moving at 120 feet per round
How high are they?
180 feet, they took one round to go up 120
Alright. A loud gunshot rings out from the forest, and a bullet races towards Fael.
16 Damage: 16
They somehow swing around and grab the bullet before it hits them, then they fly another 120 feet in the air (300 now)
As they somehow see the bullet coming, extend a hand in time, position the hand perfectly so that the bullet doesn't hit their hand, and grab the bullet in time, the spin of the bullet burns their skin, causing them to reflexively let go, and the bullet falls back to the ground. Another gunshot, another bullet.
18 Damage: 18
*waow...*
This one she dodges
A very annoyed groan is carried by the winds up to her.
Another shot.
1520
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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.
"Hi there, Owen! I'm Clover. I like stabbing people! Hehehehehe!!!!!!! ... Sadly, I got my knife rights taken away after murdering too many people..."
She pouts.
*Lmfao, i love clover*
*Yes.*
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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.
Axel glares up at Fael, before stalking back into the forest.
Fael is going to fly towards camp as fast as possible, moving at 120 feet per round
How high are they?
180 feet, they took one round to go up 120
Alright. A loud gunshot rings out from the forest, and a bullet races towards Fael.
16 Damage: 16
They somehow swing around and grab the bullet before it hits them, then they fly another 120 feet in the air (300 now)
As they somehow see the bullet coming, extend a hand in time, position the hand perfectly so that the bullet doesn't hit their hand, and grab the bullet in time, the spin of the bullet burns their skin, causing them to reflexively let go, and the bullet falls back to the ground. Another gunshot, another bullet.
18 Damage: 18
*waow...*
This one she dodges
A very annoyed groan is carried by the winds up to her.
Another shot.
2217
*Finally!*
This bullet skimmed her arm, as it barely hits
She moves another 120 feet into the air (420 feet)
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate; but you can just call me They/Them I am a young teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 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 dragon breathes a massive cone of fire onto the cyclops, incinerating it immediately
She stares at it (as much as you can with a blindfold) with an expression of shock and terror
"Helpful enough?"
“sure…” she mutters, still in disbelief
"haha, yeah, i can do things like that"
“What the [gp] have been my last few days…”
"I don't know, you haven't told me"
“I was talking to myself.”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart! My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!! My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes May the dice roll ever in your favor
The dragon breathes a massive cone of fire onto the cyclops, incinerating it immediately
She stares at it (as much as you can with a blindfold) with an expression of shock and terror
"Helpful enough?"
“sure…” she mutters, still in disbelief
"haha, yeah, i can do things like that"
“What the [gp] have been my last few days…”
"I don't know, you haven't told me"
“I was talking to myself.”
"You want to tell me?"
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate; but you can just call me They/Them I am a young teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+ [roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Axel glares up at Fael, before stalking back into the forest.
Fael is going to fly towards camp as fast as possible, moving at 120 feet per round
How high are they?
180 feet, they took one round to go up 120
Alright. A loud gunshot rings out from the forest, and a bullet races towards Fael.
16 Damage: 16
They somehow swing around and grab the bullet before it hits them, then they fly another 120 feet in the air (300 now)
As they somehow see the bullet coming, extend a hand in time, position the hand perfectly so that the bullet doesn't hit their hand, and grab the bullet in time, the spin of the bullet burns their skin, causing them to reflexively let go, and the bullet falls back to the ground. Another gunshot, another bullet.
18 Damage: 18
*waow...*
This one she dodges
A very annoyed groan is carried by the winds up to her.
Another shot.
2217
*Finally!*
This bullet skimmed her arm, as it barely hits
She moves another 120 feet into the air (420 feet)
Another bullet is fired, but a good bit below her, the bullet reaches it's apex and starts to fall down. Then, the forest is silent. No more gunshots. No more bullets. It's safe.
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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.
Axel glares up at Fael, before stalking back into the forest.
Fael is going to fly towards camp as fast as possible, moving at 120 feet per round
How high are they?
180 feet, they took one round to go up 120
Alright. A loud gunshot rings out from the forest, and a bullet races towards Fael.
16 Damage: 16
They somehow swing around and grab the bullet before it hits them, then they fly another 120 feet in the air (300 now)
As they somehow see the bullet coming, extend a hand in time, position the hand perfectly so that the bullet doesn't hit their hand, and grab the bullet in time, the spin of the bullet burns their skin, causing them to reflexively let go, and the bullet falls back to the ground. Another gunshot, another bullet.
18 Damage: 18
*waow...*
This one she dodges
A very annoyed groan is carried by the winds up to her.
Another shot.
2217
*Finally!*
This bullet skimmed her arm, as it barely hits
She moves another 120 feet into the air (420 feet)
Another bullet is fired, but a good bit below her, the bullet reaches it's apex and starts to fall down. Then, the forest is silent. No more gunshots. No more bullets. It's safe.
She will continue flying to camp
*Lets say camp is 1000 feet away? Well 880 feet now*
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate; but you can just call me They/Them I am a young teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 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 is still working on the wiring, starting to get frustrated
Pine comes up, still looking tired. “Hey fae. Need some help with the wiring?”
"Yes, its getting annoying"
“Mmm. You just need to swap those two.” He points to two wires. “You were pretty close this time, fae. How’ve you been?” He seems more shy than he was before.
"I don't know, i am feeling things i dont understand."
“…what do you mean by that fae? The wiring? Or something about your family?”
"Just in general"
“What type of feelings? Do you feel sad? Angry?”
"I don't know how to explain it"
*Found*
*Hello?*
*IM SORRYYYYYYY I FORGOT*
"well does it feel happy? sad? angry?"
"I feel... loved"
"by who?"
"Um"
he cocks his head. "huh?"
She barely whispers the name "you"
He seems confused. “Like…a sister? Best friend?”
"you" Her voice seems to get louder
He blushes. “You…like me? Like- that way?”
"I don't know"
He slips his hand into fael’s. “I…don’t know either. But I love you either way.”
"Okay" she smiles, "okay"
He leans his head on her shoulder and starts to fall asleep.
"Hi there, Owen! I'm Clover. I like stabbing people! Hehehehehe!!!!!!! ... Sadly, I got my knife rights taken away after murdering too many people..."
She pouts.
"What the (GP)? You're joking, right?"
"No... Sadly, my knife rights were taken away... But they never said anything about forks!"
She clutches a small metal fork in her hands, grinning madly.
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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.
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Clover giggles, and waves hello.
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.
"I'm... Owen? You look normal enough."
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!
*Bracers of defense, reflovered as two bracers that make you really fast*
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate; but you can just call me They/Them
I am a young teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+
[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
As they somehow see the bullet coming, extend a hand in time, position the hand perfectly so that the bullet doesn't hit their hand, and grab the bullet in time, the spin of the bullet burns their skin, causing them to reflexively let go, and the bullet falls back to the ground. Another gunshot, another bullet.
18 Damage: 18
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.
*waow...*
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!
"Hi there, Owen! I'm Clover. I like stabbing people! Hehehehehe!!!!!!! ... Sadly, I got my knife rights taken away after murdering too many people..."
She pouts.
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.
This one she dodges
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate; but you can just call me They/Them
I am a young teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+
[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
*Lmfao, i love clover*
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate; but you can just call me They/Them
I am a young teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+
[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
"Betrayals, new people, murder threats, and other stuff."
Hallo
People who aren't from here or DeviantArt might know me from various games or might know me as Dino on some of those games
I will go by these if ya wanna say something nicknames: Dinao, Diano, Or Dino
'tis all
:p
A very annoyed groan is carried by the winds up to her.
Another shot.
15 20
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.*
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.
*Finally!*
This bullet skimmed her arm, as it barely hits
She moves another 120 feet into the air (420 feet)
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate; but you can just call me They/Them
I am a young teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 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 was talking to myself.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!!
My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes
May the dice roll ever in your favor
"You want to tell me?"
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate; but you can just call me They/Them
I am a young teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+
[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
"What the (GP)? You're joking, right?"
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!
"Sounds fun."
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!
Another bullet is fired, but a good bit below her, the bullet reaches it's apex and starts to fall down. Then, the forest is silent. No more gunshots. No more bullets. It's safe.
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.
She will continue flying to camp
*Lets say camp is 1000 feet away? Well 880 feet now*
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate; but you can just call me They/Them
I am a young teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+
[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
An hour-ish later, he wakes up. “Hey, fae?”
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
"No... Sadly, my knife rights were taken away... But they never said anything about forks!"
She clutches a small metal fork in her hands, grinning madly.
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.