“And you were too dense to get it? We might have to pick up where they left off…”
"Alright, sure!"
She seems genuinely surprised by this response. Clara, listening from behind, locks eyes with Aspen and draws her flat hand across her neck “don’t”, she mouths
"uhhhh... nevermind. You guys like forests? I like forests!"
“Don’t switch up on us too fast now. It’d be a shame to lose an opportunity like this…”
“I’m building a fort in the forest.” She says, ignoring them. “It’s gonna be big!”
“Sshh.” She puts a finger to Aspens lips. “You don’t need to talk anymore.” Clara motions for her to leave, holding a small vial of forest green nail polish, before exiting the cabin.
"Hey, hey, hey, remember boundaries." Aspen says, stepping backwards. She glances at Clara for a single second.
“You lost your right to those when you stepped inside our cabin.”
"Aaaand, now I'm gonna leave."
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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!
Hope is sitting at a table in the dining pavillion, with several piles of seeds
Euna is sitting across from her, examining a walnut.
*desc and gp?*
they take out a handful of soil and pick two different seeds, planting them together and using some of their stored up magic to make them grow together. Their prosthetic arm is laying on the floor, empty.
*Small Korean girl, spaces out a lot, Uhhh, yeah. Demeter*
Euna looks at the prosthetic on the floor, curious.
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"Ugh. Weird as you are, it's better than being alone."
"I'm not weird!" Murphy protests. "Okay fine, maybe I am. But being rude doesn't make me want to stay."
"Ugh. I... sorry."
"It's fine." He sighs. "What's up?"
"... I... I have a question..."
"yeah?"
"I know demigods get weird prophetic dreams... but..."
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“And you were too dense to get it? We might have to pick up where they left off…”
"Alright, sure!"
She seems genuinely surprised by this response. Clara, listening from behind, locks eyes with Aspen and draws her flat hand across her neck “don’t”, she mouths
"uhhhh... nevermind. You guys like forests? I like forests!"
“Don’t switch up on us too fast now. It’d be a shame to lose an opportunity like this…”
“I’m building a fort in the forest.” She says, ignoring them. “It’s gonna be big!”
“Sshh.” She puts a finger to Aspens lips. “You don’t need to talk anymore.” Clara motions for her to leave, holding a small vial of forest green nail polish, before exiting the cabin.
"Hey, hey, hey, remember boundaries." Aspen says, stepping backwards. She glances at Clara for a single second.
“You lost your right to those when you stepped inside our cabin.”
"Aaaand, now I'm gonna leave."
“Running away so soon? We haven’t even started the fun!” None of the ‘dite kids make any moves to stop her
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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
“And you were too dense to get it? We might have to pick up where they left off…”
"Alright, sure!"
She seems genuinely surprised by this response. Clara, listening from behind, locks eyes with Aspen and draws her flat hand across her neck “don’t”, she mouths
"uhhhh... nevermind. You guys like forests? I like forests!"
“Don’t switch up on us too fast now. It’d be a shame to lose an opportunity like this…”
“I’m building a fort in the forest.” She says, ignoring them. “It’s gonna be big!”
“Sshh.” She puts a finger to Aspens lips. “You don’t need to talk anymore.” Clara motions for her to leave, holding a small vial of forest green nail polish, before exiting the cabin.
"Hey, hey, hey, remember boundaries." Aspen says, stepping backwards. She glances at Clara for a single second.
“You lost your right to those when you stepped inside our cabin.”
"Aaaand, now I'm gonna leave."
“Running away so soon? We haven’t even started the fun!” None of the ‘dite kids make any moves to stop her
She sighs, turns around, and leaves the cabin (if they let her)
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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!
“And you were too dense to get it? We might have to pick up where they left off…”
"Alright, sure!"
She seems genuinely surprised by this response. Clara, listening from behind, locks eyes with Aspen and draws her flat hand across her neck “don’t”, she mouths
"uhhhh... nevermind. You guys like forests? I like forests!"
“Don’t switch up on us too fast now. It’d be a shame to lose an opportunity like this…”
“I’m building a fort in the forest.” She says, ignoring them. “It’s gonna be big!”
“Sshh.” She puts a finger to Aspens lips. “You don’t need to talk anymore.” Clara motions for her to leave, holding a small vial of forest green nail polish, before exiting the cabin.
"Hey, hey, hey, remember boundaries." Aspen says, stepping backwards. She glances at Clara for a single second.
“You lost your right to those when you stepped inside our cabin.”
"Aaaand, now I'm gonna leave."
“Running away so soon? We haven’t even started the fun!” None of the ‘dite kids make any moves to stop her
*Hmmmm this kinda makes me want too bring back that one Aphrodite child of mine who was good at knitting or something*
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"Ugh. Weird as you are, it's better than being alone."
"I'm not weird!" Murphy protests. "Okay fine, maybe I am. But being rude doesn't make me want to stay."
"Ugh. I... sorry."
"It's fine." He sighs. "What's up?"
"... I... I have a question..."
"yeah?"
"I know demigods get weird prophetic dreams... but..."
"I've had em." He says, nodding. "But what?"
"... Is it normal for one dream to just... keep on happening?"
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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.
Hope is sitting at a table in the dining pavillion, with several piles of seeds
Euna is sitting across from her, examining a walnut.
*desc and gp?*
they take out a handful of soil and pick two different seeds, planting them together and using some of their stored up magic to make them grow together. Their prosthetic arm is laying on the floor, empty.
*Small Korean girl, spaces out a lot, Uhhh, yeah. Demeter*
Euna looks at the prosthetic on the floor, curious.
It’s obvious it used to be a functioning prosthetic, lots of wiring and motors contained in a shell of celestial bronze, but most of the machinery has been stripped away, leaving just the shell behind.
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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
*I can rp, for anyone, just tell me who you want.*
*uhhhh I would like... Hunter for sure, but i also wanna see some of your other new characters.*
Hunter walks out of the forest, looking like he didn't get a wink last night.
Jonah is drawing in arts and crafts
Charlie and Owen are fighting outside of the Hermes cabin, Charlie trying to yank Owen's phone away.
"And you said you'd be fine alone." Fink says, matter of factly, loading his rifle's magazine
A young girl nearby is doing a craft as well. She appears to be... locking a book up in several layers of wire, cloth and metal?
A gunshot rings out from behind the pair, fired by a revolver, the target the sky. "HEY. What's all the ruckus?"
"I was fine alone. Just couldn't sleep. Happens all the time."
Jonah stares at the book curiously and walks over. "Um... hello."
Owen yelps and releases his grip on his phone, running away. Charlie turns to gasp at the shooter.
"And you wonder why I worry about you, human." he shakes his head, clicking his tongue.
"Hi. I'm Alexis." She continues to work, a bit frantically now
The shooter is a tall woman in old western style clothing, cowboy hat, boots, spurs, the works. She holsters her gun and smiles. "Well hey there, darling, I'm Annabelle."
"I'm fine. You don't have to worry."
"What're you doing?"
"Uhhh... I'm Charlie." Charlie says. She's a tall girl with a lean stature and blonde hair. "Do you mind... uh... not shooting? My brother is already scared enough as it is."
"I do worry. Can't stop me."
"Protecting the book."
"Sorry, hun. Ain't know no much about how ta stop people from fightin'."
"You shouldn't care about me."
"Uhhhhhh... that book? What's so special about it?"
"Yeah... that's clear. W-well thanks for trying."
"But I do..." he sighs, rubbing his face with his paw
"It's evil."
"You're welcome, hun.It's nice ta meet ya!"
"Well, please stop."
"I didn't know books could be evil."
"I thought guns didn't work against monsters?"
"I'm... fine. sorry..."
"This one is. Might be the only one."
"This'n does. And demigods and humans alike."
"Thanks. I... I don't know what's wrong with me but it can be fixed."
Jonah tilts his head sideways. "What's so evil about it?"
"W-why would you want to shoot a human?"
"Sorry... I've been... kinda off my game since our last conversation."
"It can summon demons who take control over souls, feed them to a stronger demon who uses the souls as fuel to enter our world and kill everybody."
"Self defense, hun."
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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.
"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
"Ugh. Weird as you are, it's better than being alone."
"I'm not weird!" Murphy protests. "Okay fine, maybe I am. But being rude doesn't make me want to stay."
"Ugh. I... sorry."
"It's fine." He sighs. "What's up?"
"... I... I have a question..."
"yeah?"
"I know demigods get weird prophetic dreams... but..."
"I've had em." He says, nodding. "But what?"
"... Is it normal for one dream to just... keep on happening?"
"Never happened to me, but I've heard about it. What's your dream? I think a Hypnos kid could maybe help you."
"... I'm drowning in this... purple substance. It melts away at my flesh, and..."
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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.
“Sshh.” She puts a finger to Aspens lips. “You don’t need to talk anymore.” Clara motions for her to leave, holding a small vial of forest green nail polish, before exiting the cabin.
"Hey, hey, hey, remember boundaries." Aspen says, stepping backwards. She glances at Clara for a single second.
“You lost your right to those when you stepped inside our cabin.”
"Aaaand, now I'm gonna leave."
“Running away so soon? We haven’t even started the fun!” None of the ‘dite kids make any moves to stop her
She sighs, turns around, and leaves the cabin (if they let her)
They do, and Clara waits outside. “That went well.”
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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
Hope is sitting at a table in the dining pavillion, with several piles of seeds
Euna is sitting across from her, examining a walnut.
*desc and gp?*
they take out a handful of soil and pick two different seeds, planting them together and using some of their stored up magic to make them grow together. Their prosthetic arm is laying on the floor, empty.
*Small Korean girl, spaces out a lot, Uhhh, yeah. Demeter*
Euna looks at the prosthetic on the floor, curious.
It’s obvious it used to be a functioning prosthetic, lots of wiring and motors contained in a shell of celestial bronze, but most of the machinery has been stripped away, leaving just the shell behind.
She picks it up.
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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.
“Sshh.” She puts a finger to Aspens lips. “You don’t need to talk anymore.” Clara motions for her to leave, holding a small vial of forest green nail polish, before exiting the cabin.
"Hey, hey, hey, remember boundaries." Aspen says, stepping backwards. She glances at Clara for a single second.
“You lost your right to those when you stepped inside our cabin.”
"Aaaand, now I'm gonna leave."
“Running away so soon? We haven’t even started the fun!” None of the ‘dite kids make any moves to stop her
She sighs, turns around, and leaves the cabin (if they let her)
They do, and Clara waits outside. “That went well.”
Aspen sighs. "Are they normally this weird?"
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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!
"Okay. But you wouldn't do it for like, fun, right?"
"Should I go, or? Never done this dating thing before."
"No. Maybe. Dunno."
"Nah, not anymore."
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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.
"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
Fael is now, by a poor choice, is trying to add electricity to the fort
*Anybody?*
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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]
"Ugh. Weird as you are, it's better than being alone."
"I'm not weird!" Murphy protests. "Okay fine, maybe I am. But being rude doesn't make me want to stay."
"Ugh. I... sorry."
"It's fine." He sighs. "What's up?"
"... I... I have a question..."
"yeah?"
"I know demigods get weird prophetic dreams... but..."
"I've had em." He says, nodding. "But what?"
"... Is it normal for one dream to just... keep on happening?"
"Never happened to me, but I've heard about it. What's your dream? I think a Hypnos kid could maybe help you."
"... I'm drowning in this... purple substance. It melts away at my flesh, and..."
"I... purple substance?"
"It... I don't know how to describe it... It's liquid and gooey, but it's position sort of... jumps every now and then. And it burns... it burns so much... I try and scream, but my lungs are full of the stuff..."
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"Aaaand, now I'm gonna leave."
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!
*Small Korean girl, spaces out a lot, Uhhh, yeah. Demeter*
Euna looks at the prosthetic on the floor, curious.
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 know demigods get weird prophetic dreams... but..."
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.
“Running away so soon? We haven’t even started the fun!” None of the ‘dite kids make any moves to stop her
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
"I've had em." He says, nodding. "But what?"
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!
She sighs, turns around, and leaves the cabin (if they let her)
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!
*Hmmmm this kinda makes me want too bring back that one Aphrodite child of mine who was good at knitting or something*
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.
"... Is it normal for one dream to just... keep on happening?"
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.
"Never happened to me, but I've heard about it. What's your dream? I think a Hypnos kid could maybe help 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!
It’s obvious it used to be a functioning prosthetic, lots of wiring and motors contained in a shell of celestial bronze, but most of the machinery has been stripped away, leaving just the shell behind.
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
"Sorry... I've been... kinda off my game since our last conversation."
"It can summon demons who take control over souls, feed them to a stronger demon who uses the souls as fuel to enter our world and kill everybody."
"Self defense, hun."
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
"... I'm drowning in this... purple substance. It melts away at my flesh, and..."
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.
*cut with Salem.*
"It's fine..."
"Uh. Is that normal?"
"Okay. But you wouldn't do it for like, fun, 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!
They do, and Clara waits outside. “That went well.”
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
"I... purple substance?"
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!
She picks it up.
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.
Aspen sighs. "Are they normally this weird?"
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!
"Should I go, or? Never done this dating thing before."
"No. Maybe. Dunno."
"Nah, not anymore."
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
*Anybody?*
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]
"It... I don't know how to describe it... It's liquid and gooey, but it's position sort of... jumps every now and then. And it burns... it burns so much... I try and scream, but my lungs are full of the stuff..."
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.