He holds out a surprisingly clean (but still dirty) hand. "Sorry, mate. A candy's dandy, but I'll need something real for that kind of information. Cato's made a (gp) outta this town, and I don't wanna get swatted for nothin'."
'He still here? That's interesting. I'd heard he was dead, never really quite believed it though. If you're looking for drugs, I got paracetamol but that's it.'
"Cash, nitwit. I ain't one-a those druggies. I've seen people take all sortsa (gp)-all to ease the pain, and it turns em' into zombies 'till withdrawl hits and they shank their friends for a buck. That's how half-a Cato's 'boyfriends' got it."
'Cato had boyfriends? That's... news. Explains what he was doing with that snake Mark in the next room. He'd take him off to do whatever with him near the end of the test, when the rest of us stayed stuck in our box answering trivia questions for anaesthetic'
"Right-o. Coming up." He grabs a little sleeve of parchment paper with some rubber-tipped tongs and uses to paper to protect the donut from cross contamination as he removes it from the warmer. His gloved hands never come close to the food. "Cash or credit, sir?" He places the little sleeve with the donut in it into a cute paper bag with art of the beloved cat, Chunklo, on it.
"cash" he reaches into his pocket. it looks like there's something squirming in there. moving quickly. when he removes a few dirty bills, the squirming stops
The barista nods calmly. He takes two dollars and leaves the rest, along with two quarters from the register. He hands over the donut in the bag. "Thank you for your patronage. We hope to serve you again soon."
There is no 'we' in this scenario. He seems to be the only employee, and other customers are glaring at the Jigsaw Man or trying not to vomit. They don't see his patchwork skin, but his mere presence disgusts them. The barista doesn't seem phased in the slightest.
the jigsaw man nods, and goes to sit down, causing the partons to edge away from him
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"Cash, nitwit. I ain't one-a those druggies. I've seen people take all sortsa (gp)-all to ease the pain, and it turns em' into zombies 'till withdrawl hits and they shank their friends for a buck. That's how half-a Cato's 'boyfriends' got it."
'Cato had boyfriends? That's... news. Explains what he was doing with that snake Mark in the next room. He'd take him off to do whatever with him near the end of the test, when the rest of us stayed stuck in our box answering trivia questions for anaesthetic'
He snorts. "Odds are he couldn't remember his name... or where 'is organs were. Same as the rest've 'em." He grimaces, revealing his rotten teeth. "Wish I coulda' killed him myself." He ruffles his filthy hair, then holds out a hand. There's blood and dandruff under his fingernails. "Cash or I burn rubber."
"Cash, nitwit. I ain't one-a those druggies. I've seen people take all sortsa (gp)-all to ease the pain, and it turns em' into zombies 'till withdrawl hits and they shank their friends for a buck. That's how half-a Cato's 'boyfriends' got it."
'Cato had boyfriends? That's... news. Explains what he was doing with that snake Mark in the next room. He'd take him off to do whatever with him near the end of the test, when the rest of us stayed stuck in our box answering trivia questions for anaesthetic'
He snorts. "Odds are he couldn't remember his name... or where 'is organs were. Same as the rest've 'em." He grimaces, revealing his rotten teeth. "Wish I coulda' killed him myself." He ruffles his filthy hair, then holds out a hand. There's blood and dandruff under his fingernails. "Cash or I burn rubber."
Leo gives him a decent handful of cash. 'Probably in the pie, where his organs were. Told us a little story of this doctor. Thought he knew everything there was about anatomy. Didn't recognise his own kidney being served to him. Whereas I knew full well where my fingers were. You wanna kill him? Perhaps you can. I'm always on the lookout for allies. You been in Balios for long? What's the deal with it here, there's all kind of paranormal freaks. Any of them dangerous?'
The barista nods calmly. He takes two dollars and leaves the rest, along with two quarters from the register. He hands over the donut in the bag. "Thank you for your patronage. We hope to serve you again soon."
There is no 'we' in this scenario. He seems to be the only employee, and other customers are glaring at the Jigsaw Man or trying not to vomit. They don't see his patchwork skin, but his mere presence disgusts them. The barista doesn't seem phased in the slightest.
the jigsaw man nods, and goes to sit down, causing the partons to edge away from him
The barista nods calmly. He takes two dollars and leaves the rest, along with two quarters from the register. He hands over the donut in the bag. "Thank you for your patronage. We hope to serve you again soon."
There is no 'we' in this scenario. He seems to be the only employee, and other customers are glaring at the Jigsaw Man or trying not to vomit. They don't see his patchwork skin, but his mere presence disgusts them. The barista doesn't seem phased in the slightest.
the jigsaw man nods, and goes to sit down, causing the partons to edge away from him
*Good place to end?*
*cher*
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He snorts. "Odds are he couldn't remember his name... or where 'is organs were. Same as the rest've 'em." He grimaces, revealing his rotten teeth. "Wish I coulda' killed him myself." He ruffles his filthy hair, then holds out a hand. There's blood and dandruff under his fingernails. "Cash or I burn rubber."
Leo gives him a decent handful of cash. 'Probably in the pie, where his organs were. Told us a little story of this doctor. Thought he knew everything there was about anatomy. Didn't recognise his own kidney being served to him. Whereas I knew full well where my fingers were. You wanna kill him? Perhaps you can. I'm always on the lookout for allies. You been in Balios for long? What's the deal with it here, there's all kind of paranormal freaks. Any of them dangerous?'
He counts the bills, then squirrels them away. "Most of em'. The paranormals ain't to be trifled with. Seen the NEO get their (gp) rocked every week or so. Cato salvaged a lot of 'is gear from the gits. Knives, guns, crazy (gp) like you ain't never seen. He, uh, kept his best for special occasions. Roast Orphans on Christmas was a game I experienced in my youth." he looks at the rusty spoon in his hands. "He took my sister. She was twelve. And she wasn't the youngest I've seen him take."
He snorts. "Odds are he couldn't remember his name... or where 'is organs were. Same as the rest've 'em." He grimaces, revealing his rotten teeth. "Wish I coulda' killed him myself." He ruffles his filthy hair, then holds out a hand. There's blood and dandruff under his fingernails. "Cash or I burn rubber."
Leo gives him a decent handful of cash. 'Probably in the pie, where his organs were. Told us a little story of this doctor. Thought he knew everything there was about anatomy. Didn't recognise his own kidney being served to him. Whereas I knew full well where my fingers were. You wanna kill him? Perhaps you can. I'm always on the lookout for allies. You been in Balios for long? What's the deal with it here, there's all kind of paranormal freaks. Any of them dangerous?'
He counts the bills, then squirrels them away. "Most of em'. The paranormals ain't to be trifled with. Seen the NEO get their (gp) rocked every week or so. Cato salvaged a lot of 'is gear from the gits. Knives, guns, crazy (gp) like you ain't never seen. He, uh, kept his best for special occasions. Roast Orphans on Christmas was a game I experienced in my youth." he looks at the rusty spoon in his hands. "He took my sister. She was twelve. And she wasn't the youngest I've seen him take."
'Can't say I'm surprised. Glad that you made it out alive though. Is he still active here?'
He counts the bills, then squirrels them away. "Most of em'. The paranormals ain't to be trifled with. Seen the NEO get their (gp) rocked every week or so. Cato salvaged a lot of 'is gear from the gits. Knives, guns, crazy (gp) like you ain't never seen. He, uh, kept his best for special occasions. Roast Orphans on Christmas was a game I experienced in my youth." he looks at the rusty spoon in his hands. "He took my sister. She was twelve. And she wasn't the youngest I've seen him take."
'Can't say I'm surprised. Glad that you made it out alive though. Is he still active here?'
"Has to be. His goons are out and about, and people haven't said a word against 'im even after the estate sale. Human skin lampshades aren't very subtle, even burnt. They never found my sister..." He clutches the spoon tightly.
He counts the bills, then squirrels them away. "Most of em'. The paranormals ain't to be trifled with. Seen the NEO get their (gp) rocked every week or so. Cato salvaged a lot of 'is gear from the gits. Knives, guns, crazy (gp) like you ain't never seen. He, uh, kept his best for special occasions. Roast Orphans on Christmas was a game I experienced in my youth." he looks at the rusty spoon in his hands. "He took my sister. She was twelve. And she wasn't the youngest I've seen him take."
'Can't say I'm surprised. Glad that you made it out alive though. Is he still active here?'
"Has to be. His goons are out and about, and people haven't said a word against 'im even after the estate sale. Human skin lampshades aren't very subtle, even burnt. They never found my sister..." He clutches the spoon tightly.
'If I find her, I'll let you know. Does he have any link to the supernatural? Do you?'
"Has to be. His goons are out and about, and people haven't said a word against 'im even after the estate sale. Human skin lampshades aren't very subtle, even burnt. They never found my sister..." He clutches the spoon tightly.
'If I find her, I'll let you know. Does he have any link to the supernatural? Do you?'
"He knows things. I'm guessing he has the same sight that I have. I see terrible things, but I can't do (gp) about it. Monsters roam free in broad daylight and no one stops em'. But I see it coming a mile off. Cato had this... aura. I couldn't see it so much as taste it. Like rust. Like a field of gravity, pulling at my teeth and tongue. A well of suffering that grows stronger with each hurt and grievance. And he doesn't feel it. I don't think he even knows. He's like a storm cloud. His voice rumbles like thunder if he speaks above a whisper. Everything he touches is wet and sticky and red. He must be hiding underground or something."
"Has to be. His goons are out and about, and people haven't said a word against 'im even after the estate sale. Human skin lampshades aren't very subtle, even burnt. They never found my sister..." He clutches the spoon tightly.
'If I find her, I'll let you know. Does he have any link to the supernatural? Do you?'
"He knows things. I'm guessing he has the same sight that I have. I see terrible things, but I can't do (gp) about it. Monsters roam free in broad daylight and no one stops em'. But I see it coming a mile off. Cato had this... aura. I couldn't see it so much as taste it. Like rust. Like a field of gravity, pulling at my teeth and tongue. A well of suffering that grows stronger with each hurt and grievance. And he doesn't feel it. I don't think he even knows. He's like a storm cloud. His voice rumbles like thunder if he speaks above a whisper. Everything he touches is wet and sticky and red. He must be hiding underground or something."
'Underground. This place got a subway system? Or maybe it's a creepy basement he's in'
*Leo mentioning a subway system. Not a reference to any other tavern*
"He knows things. I'm guessing he has the same sight that I have. I see terrible things, but I can't do (gp) about it. Monsters roam free in broad daylight and no one stops em'. But I see it coming a mile off. Cato had this... aura. I couldn't see it so much as taste it. Like rust. Like a field of gravity, pulling at my teeth and tongue. A well of suffering that grows stronger with each hurt and grievance. And he doesn't feel it. I don't think he even knows. He's like a storm cloud. His voice rumbles like thunder if he speaks above a whisper. Everything he touches is wet and sticky and red. He must be hiding underground or something."
'Underground. This place got a subway system? Or maybe it's a creepy basement he's in'
*Leo mentioning a subway system. Not a reference to any other tavern*
"If he was in the sewers, the Slink would be dead. I'm guessing some sorta bunker."
'Cato had boyfriends? That's... news. Explains what he was doing with that snake Mark in the next room. He'd take him off to do whatever with him near the end of the test, when the rest of us stayed stuck in our box answering trivia questions for anaesthetic'
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the jigsaw man nods, and goes to sit down, causing the partons to edge away from him
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
He snorts. "Odds are he couldn't remember his name... or where 'is organs were. Same as the rest've 'em." He grimaces, revealing his rotten teeth. "Wish I coulda' killed him myself." He ruffles his filthy hair, then holds out a hand. There's blood and dandruff under his fingernails. "Cash or I burn rubber."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Leo gives him a decent handful of cash. 'Probably in the pie, where his organs were. Told us a little story of this doctor. Thought he knew everything there was about anatomy. Didn't recognise his own kidney being served to him. Whereas I knew full well where my fingers were. You wanna kill him? Perhaps you can. I'm always on the lookout for allies. You been in Balios for long? What's the deal with it here, there's all kind of paranormal freaks. Any of them dangerous?'
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*Good place to end?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
*cher*
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
He counts the bills, then squirrels them away. "Most of em'. The paranormals ain't to be trifled with. Seen the NEO get their (gp) rocked every week or so. Cato salvaged a lot of 'is gear from the gits. Knives, guns, crazy (gp) like you ain't never seen. He, uh, kept his best for special occasions. Roast Orphans on Christmas was a game I experienced in my youth." he looks at the rusty spoon in his hands. "He took my sister. She was twelve. And she wasn't the youngest I've seen him take."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
'Can't say I'm surprised. Glad that you made it out alive though. Is he still active here?'
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"Has to be. His goons are out and about, and people haven't said a word against 'im even after the estate sale. Human skin lampshades aren't very subtle, even burnt. They never found my sister..." He clutches the spoon tightly.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
'If I find her, I'll let you know. Does he have any link to the supernatural? Do you?'
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"He knows things. I'm guessing he has the same sight that I have. I see terrible things, but I can't do (gp) about it. Monsters roam free in broad daylight and no one stops em'. But I see it coming a mile off. Cato had this... aura. I couldn't see it so much as taste it. Like rust. Like a field of gravity, pulling at my teeth and tongue. A well of suffering that grows stronger with each hurt and grievance. And he doesn't feel it. I don't think he even knows. He's like a storm cloud. His voice rumbles like thunder if he speaks above a whisper. Everything he touches is wet and sticky and red. He must be hiding underground or something."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
'Underground. This place got a subway system? Or maybe it's a creepy basement he's in'
*Leo mentioning a subway system. Not a reference to any other tavern*
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"If he was in the sewers, the Slink would be dead. I'm guessing some sorta bunker."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
'What's the Slink?'
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"Some guy. Like me, but bigger. He talks with rats, Cato hated him."
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Awake, impure, divine
'That checks out. Wonder where a bunker could be?'
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Worm shrugs.
*Good place to end?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
A tall, thin figure with borderline unnaturally long limbs is watching from the shadows, dark beady eyes blinking in a gaunt, weathered face
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Worm sneaks up behind them. "They're looking for you, I think."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
'Who are? The enemy? How did you find this out, are you safe?'
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