“Alright. Would you like to spar? I need to test your abilities.”
"yes please!"
* gotta go at 2:05 at the latest*
“Alright! Lightning or only swords?”
"YOU HAVE LIGHTNING?!?!?!?!" Bob says terrified
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DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
“Alright. Would you like to spar? I need to test your abilities.”
"yes please!"
* gotta go at 2:05 at the latest*
“Alright! Lightning or only swords?”
"YOU HAVE LIGHTNING?!?!?!?!" Bob says terrified
“Of course! I’m a Zeus kid. It’s my power.”
Bob starts muttering "not lightning please not lightning no no no no no" over and over again
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DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Alright. Would you like to spar? I need to test your abilities.”
"yes please!"
* gotta go at 2:05 at the latest*
“Alright! Lightning or only swords?”
"YOU HAVE LIGHTNING?!?!?!?!" Bob says terrified
“Of course! I’m a Zeus kid. It’s my power.”
Bob starts muttering "not lightning please not lightning no no no no no" over and over again
“Alright, then I’ll use my shortswords. I’m out of practice.”
Bob keeps muttering and starts stroking Fred. All the plant life within a 10 foot radius starts dying. The ground in this circle turns cracked and dry devoid of life.
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DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
“Alright. Would you like to spar? I need to test your abilities.”
"yes please!"
* gotta go at 2:05 at the latest*
“Alright! Lightning or only swords?”
"YOU HAVE LIGHTNING?!?!?!?!" Bob says terrified
“Of course! I’m a Zeus kid. It’s my power.”
Bob starts muttering "not lightning please not lightning no no no no no" over and over again
“Alright, then I’ll use my shortswords. I’m out of practice.”
Bob keeps muttering and starts stroking Fred. All the plant life within a 10 foot radius starts dying. The ground in this circle turns cracked and dry devoid of life.
“Hey. Stop that. It’s clear your power comes from sadness.”
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Alright. Would you like to spar? I need to test your abilities.”
"yes please!"
* gotta go at 2:05 at the latest*
“Alright! Lightning or only swords?”
"YOU HAVE LIGHTNING?!?!?!?!" Bob says terrified
“Of course! I’m a Zeus kid. It’s my power.”
Bob starts muttering "not lightning please not lightning no no no no no" over and over again
“Alright, then I’ll use my shortswords. I’m out of practice.”
Bob keeps muttering and starts stroking Fred. All the plant life within a 10 foot radius starts dying. The ground in this circle turns cracked and dry devoid of life.
“Hey. Stop that. It’s clear your power comes from sadness.”
Bob Jr. stops muttering and looks up, his normally cheerful blue eyes look haunted.
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DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
“Alright. Would you like to spar? I need to test your abilities.”
"yes please!"
* gotta go at 2:05 at the latest*
“Alright! Lightning or only swords?”
"YOU HAVE LIGHTNING?!?!?!?!" Bob says terrified
“Of course! I’m a Zeus kid. It’s my power.”
Bob starts muttering "not lightning please not lightning no no no no no" over and over again
“Alright, then I’ll use my shortswords. I’m out of practice.”
Bob keeps muttering and starts stroking Fred. All the plant life within a 10 foot radius starts dying. The ground in this circle turns cracked and dry devoid of life.
“Hey. Stop that. It’s clear your power comes from sadness.”
Bob Jr. stops muttering and looks up, his normally cheerful blue eyes look haunted.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Alright. Would you like to spar? I need to test your abilities.”
"yes please!"
* gotta go at 2:05 at the latest*
“Alright! Lightning or only swords?”
"YOU HAVE LIGHTNING?!?!?!?!" Bob says terrified
“Of course! I’m a Zeus kid. It’s my power.”
Bob starts muttering "not lightning please not lightning no no no no no" over and over again
“Alright, then I’ll use my shortswords. I’m out of practice.”
Bob keeps muttering and starts stroking Fred. All the plant life within a 10 foot radius starts dying. The ground in this circle turns cracked and dry devoid of life.
“Hey. Stop that. It’s clear your power comes from sadness.”
Bob Jr. stops muttering and looks up, his normally cheerful blue eyes look haunted.
“Was your mom killed by my dad?”
Bob Jr. sniffles and says "Is your dad a storm man who turns into thunder horseys?"
DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Alright. Would you like to spar? I need to test your abilities.”
"yes please!"
* gotta go at 2:05 at the latest*
“Alright! Lightning or only swords?”
"YOU HAVE LIGHTNING?!?!?!?!" Bob says terrified
“Of course! I’m a Zeus kid. It’s my power.”
Bob starts muttering "not lightning please not lightning no no no no no" over and over again
“Alright, then I’ll use my shortswords. I’m out of practice.”
Bob keeps muttering and starts stroking Fred. All the plant life within a 10 foot radius starts dying. The ground in this circle turns cracked and dry devoid of life.
“Hey. Stop that. It’s clear your power comes from sadness.”
Bob Jr. stops muttering and looks up, his normally cheerful blue eyes look haunted.
“Was your mom killed by my dad?”
Bob Jr. sniffles and says "Is your dad a cloud man who turns into cloud horseys?"
“Alright. Would you like to spar? I need to test your abilities.”
"yes please!"
* gotta go at 2:05 at the latest*
“Alright! Lightning or only swords?”
"YOU HAVE LIGHTNING?!?!?!?!" Bob says terrified
“Of course! I’m a Zeus kid. It’s my power.”
Bob starts muttering "not lightning please not lightning no no no no no" over and over again
“Alright, then I’ll use my shortswords. I’m out of practice.”
Bob keeps muttering and starts stroking Fred. All the plant life within a 10 foot radius starts dying. The ground in this circle turns cracked and dry devoid of life.
“Hey. Stop that. It’s clear your power comes from sadness.”
Bob Jr. stops muttering and looks up, his normally cheerful blue eyes look haunted.
“Was your mom killed by my dad?”
Bob Jr. sniffles and says "Is your dad a cloud man who turns into cloud horseys?"
“Yeah…”
"is your dad MADE of clouds?"
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DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
“Alright. Would you like to spar? I need to test your abilities.”
"yes please!"
* gotta go at 2:05 at the latest*
“Alright! Lightning or only swords?”
"YOU HAVE LIGHTNING?!?!?!?!" Bob says terrified
“Of course! I’m a Zeus kid. It’s my power.”
Bob starts muttering "not lightning please not lightning no no no no no" over and over again
“Alright, then I’ll use my shortswords. I’m out of practice.”
Bob keeps muttering and starts stroking Fred. All the plant life within a 10 foot radius starts dying. The ground in this circle turns cracked and dry devoid of life.
“Hey. Stop that. It’s clear your power comes from sadness.”
Bob Jr. stops muttering and looks up, his normally cheerful blue eyes look haunted.
“Was your mom killed by my dad?”
Bob Jr. sniffles and says "Is your dad a cloud man who turns into cloud horseys?"
"YOU HAVE LIGHTNING?!?!?!?!" Bob says terrified
DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
“Of course! I’m a Zeus kid. It’s my power.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
Bob starts muttering "not lightning please not lightning no no no no no" over and over again
DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
“What?!”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Alright, then I’ll use my shortswords. I’m out of practice.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
“I said. Don’t get close to me! Your dad is my dad’s enemy!”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
Bob keeps muttering and starts stroking Fred. All the plant life within a 10 foot radius starts dying. The ground in this circle turns cracked and dry devoid of life.
DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
“Hey. Stop that. It’s clear your power comes from sadness.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
“Who’s your dad?”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Oceanus, Titan of the seas and the true ruler of the oceans!”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
Bob Jr. stops muttering and looks up, his normally cheerful blue eyes look haunted.
DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
“Was your mom killed by my dad?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
“I dont know anything about mythology. There’s a titan and god of the seas?”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Yes! One is my dad the other is yours.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
Bob Jr. sniffles and says "Is your dad a storm man who turns into thunder horseys?"
DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
He rolls his eyes.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“You’d better respect the guy who has a bow aimed at your heart.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
“Yeah…”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"is your dad MADE of clouds?"
DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
“I’m not sure. I’ve never met him.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!