No one seems to notice them except for one short, thin man in rags and mouldy cardboard armor. He walks forward, his hair so filthy it doesn't even move with the late Autumn winds. "You there! New, eh? Just spawned, or comin' from somewhere else?"
They turn their head, a soft hoo coming from them. "Ah, hello." he stares past them, over their shoulder almost.
He snaps his fingers in the owl's face. "Pay attention. It might just save your life."
"Heh heh, look at the screens. Something big is going down." Suddenly, a massive eye opens up through the static, all the screens combining to display a single image. There's something that looks like startup text appearing on the side of the combo-screen, but it's incomprehensible through the snow.
Porter flinches with a strangled noise, whipping his head around. He quickly realizes the situation and wastes no time calming himself and sighs. "Yeah. You good with computers? I just got this hooked up to the internet, it doesn't respond when I dial up for it."
'What the.... This looks like bad news'
'I think I can help'. Leo tries his best to figure out what is wrong and fix it
"Yeah. The mayor put out a statement, said that the television signals would be down. Didn't mention the Nightmare Lord thing, though." He looks up at the Slink. "How have you been holding up?"
Make an arcana check, DC 16.
'Nightmare Lord thing? What about it? I've been holding up pretty well, thanks. Duck been behaving himself'. Slink squeezes the rubber duck. 'And no new demons. How about you? Been busy? Gotten into trouble?'
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Wings are silent in the air as a bipedal owl lands on the ground. It appears to be a stout, great horned owl variant of the owlin species. It is dressed in a fine suit made of red, brown, and green fabric. A pair of spectacles sit on the bridge of its beak, tiny in comparison to their large eyes. They look around, blinking slowly as they observe the area with mild interest.
No one seems to notice them except for one short, thin man in rags and mouldy cardboard armor. He walks forward, his hair so filthy it doesn't even move with the late Autumn winds. "You there! New, eh? Just spawned, or comin' from somewhere else?"
They turn their head, a soft hoo coming from them. "Ah, hello." he stares past them, over their shoulder almost.
'You new here? Don't usually get beastfolk here. You fly in from another dimension? I know it's possible, just very very rare'
They shake their head "My name is Sausel, I am unsure as to why I am here. I do not like it.. too much buzzing from the lights, too loud."
'Yes, this isn't your habitat, not at all. Where were you before?'
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No one seems to notice them except for one short, thin man in rags and mouldy cardboard armor. He walks forward, his hair so filthy it doesn't even move with the late Autumn winds. "You there! New, eh? Just spawned, or comin' from somewhere else?"
They turn their head, a soft hoo coming from them. "Ah, hello." he stares past them, over their shoulder almost.
He snaps his fingers in the owl's face. "Pay attention. It might just save your life."
"Im sorry, eye contact is not something I enjoy. Eyes see too much or too little..."
Wings are silent in the air as a bipedal owl lands on the ground. It appears to be a stout, great horned owl variant of the owlin species. It is dressed in a fine suit made of red, brown, and green fabric. A pair of spectacles sit on the bridge of its beak, tiny in comparison to their large eyes. They look around, blinking slowly as they observe the area with mild interest.
No one seems to notice them except for one short, thin man in rags and mouldy cardboard armor. He walks forward, his hair so filthy it doesn't even move with the late Autumn winds. "You there! New, eh? Just spawned, or comin' from somewhere else?"
They turn their head, a soft hoo coming from them. "Ah, hello." he stares past them, over their shoulder almost.
'You new here? Don't usually get beastfolk here. You fly in from another dimension? I know it's possible, just very very rare'
They shake their head "My name is Sausel, I am unsure as to why I am here. I do not like it.. too much buzzing from the lights, too loud."
'Yes, this isn't your habitat, not at all. Where were you before?'
Wings are silent in the air as a bipedal owl lands on the ground. It appears to be a stout, great horned owl variant of the owlin species. It is dressed in a fine suit made of red, brown, and green fabric. A pair of spectacles sit on the bridge of its beak, tiny in comparison to their large eyes. They look around, blinking slowly as they observe the area with mild interest.
No one seems to notice them except for one short, thin man in rags and mouldy cardboard armor. He walks forward, his hair so filthy it doesn't even move with the late Autumn winds. "You there! New, eh? Just spawned, or comin' from somewhere else?"
They turn their head, a soft hoo coming from them. "Ah, hello." he stares past them, over their shoulder almost.
'You new here? Don't usually get beastfolk here. You fly in from another dimension? I know it's possible, just very very rare'
They shake their head "My name is Sausel, I am unsure as to why I am here. I do not like it.. too much buzzing from the lights, too loud."
'Yes, this isn't your habitat, not at all. Where were you before?'
"Someplace dark.. someplace quiet.." they said.
'Sounds nice. I like the dark and quiet too'
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"Yeah. The mayor put out a statement, said that the television signals would be down. Didn't mention the Nightmare Lord thing, though." He looks up at the Slink. "How have you been holding up?"
Make an arcana check, DC 16.
'Nightmare Lord thing? What about it? I've been holding up pretty well, thanks. Duck been behaving himself'. Slink squeezes the rubber duck. 'And no new demons. How about you? Been busy? Gotten into trouble?'
3
"No regular Nightmare would take out an entire town's tv signals, unless it happened to live in space. And... yeah, I got into a bit of trouble. NBS wants me gone. Nothing too unusual." People have begun running out of their houses, stirring up panic.
*I don't believe that makes it* He has no idea what's wrong with it. In fact, he gets zapped by a part he had no idea could even conduct electricity.
Wings are silent in the air as a bipedal owl lands on the ground. It appears to be a stout, great horned owl variant of the owlin species. It is dressed in a fine suit made of red, brown, and green fabric. A pair of spectacles sit on the bridge of its beak, tiny in comparison to their large eyes. They look around, blinking slowly as they observe the area with mild interest.
No one seems to notice them except for one short, thin man in rags and mouldy cardboard armor. He walks forward, his hair so filthy it doesn't even move with the late Autumn winds. "You there! New, eh? Just spawned, or comin' from somewhere else?"
They turn their head, a soft hoo coming from them. "Ah, hello." he stares past them, over their shoulder almost.
'You new here? Don't usually get beastfolk here. You fly in from another dimension? I know it's possible, just very very rare'
They shake their head "My name is Sausel, I am unsure as to why I am here. I do not like it.. too much buzzing from the lights, too loud."
'Yes, this isn't your habitat, not at all. Where were you before?'
"Someplace dark.. someplace quiet.." they said.
'Sounds nice. I like the dark and quiet too'
They nod and stare at the ground, pacing back and forth.
"Yeah. The mayor put out a statement, said that the television signals would be down. Didn't mention the Nightmare Lord thing, though." He looks up at the Slink. "How have you been holding up?"
Make an arcana check, DC 16.
'Nightmare Lord thing? What about it? I've been holding up pretty well, thanks. Duck been behaving himself'. Slink squeezes the rubber duck. 'And no new demons. How about you? Been busy? Gotten into trouble?'
3
"No regular Nightmare would take out an entire town's tv signals, unless it happened to live in space. And... yeah, I got into a bit of trouble. NBS wants me gone. Nothing too unusual." People have begun running out of their houses, stirring up panic.
*I don't believe that makes it* He has no idea what's wrong with it. In fact, he gets zapped by a part he had no idea could even conduct electricity.
'That's NBS for ya, I guess. Surprised they haven't gone after me yet.'
'Something's not quite right here. Maybe take it to Smiley Screen, they're a friendly bunch there and pretty knowledgeable.'
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Wings are silent in the air as a bipedal owl lands on the ground. It appears to be a stout, great horned owl variant of the owlin species. It is dressed in a fine suit made of red, brown, and green fabric. A pair of spectacles sit on the bridge of its beak, tiny in comparison to their large eyes. They look around, blinking slowly as they observe the area with mild interest.
No one seems to notice them except for one short, thin man in rags and mouldy cardboard armor. He walks forward, his hair so filthy it doesn't even move with the late Autumn winds. "You there! New, eh? Just spawned, or comin' from somewhere else?"
They turn their head, a soft hoo coming from them. "Ah, hello." he stares past them, over their shoulder almost.
'You new here? Don't usually get beastfolk here. You fly in from another dimension? I know it's possible, just very very rare'
They shake their head "My name is Sausel, I am unsure as to why I am here. I do not like it.. too much buzzing from the lights, too loud."
'Yes, this isn't your habitat, not at all. Where were you before?'
"Someplace dark.. someplace quiet.." they said.
'Sounds nice. I like the dark and quiet too'
They nod and stare at the ground, pacing back and forth.
'You know where you are?'
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Wings are silent in the air as a bipedal owl lands on the ground. It appears to be a stout, great horned owl variant of the owlin species. It is dressed in a fine suit made of red, brown, and green fabric. A pair of spectacles sit on the bridge of its beak, tiny in comparison to their large eyes. They look around, blinking slowly as they observe the area with mild interest.
No one seems to notice them except for one short, thin man in rags and mouldy cardboard armor. He walks forward, his hair so filthy it doesn't even move with the late Autumn winds. "You there! New, eh? Just spawned, or comin' from somewhere else?"
They turn their head, a soft hoo coming from them. "Ah, hello." he stares past them, over their shoulder almost.
'You new here? Don't usually get beastfolk here. You fly in from another dimension? I know it's possible, just very very rare'
They shake their head "My name is Sausel, I am unsure as to why I am here. I do not like it.. too much buzzing from the lights, too loud."
'Yes, this isn't your habitat, not at all. Where were you before?'
"Someplace dark.. someplace quiet.." they said.
'Sounds nice. I like the dark and quiet too'
They nod and stare at the ground, pacing back and forth.
'You know where you are?'
They shake their head side to side, wringing their wings.
Wings are silent in the air as a bipedal owl lands on the ground. It appears to be a stout, great horned owl variant of the owlin species. It is dressed in a fine suit made of red, brown, and green fabric. A pair of spectacles sit on the bridge of its beak, tiny in comparison to their large eyes. They look around, blinking slowly as they observe the area with mild interest.
No one seems to notice them except for one short, thin man in rags and mouldy cardboard armor. He walks forward, his hair so filthy it doesn't even move with the late Autumn winds. "You there! New, eh? Just spawned, or comin' from somewhere else?"
They turn their head, a soft hoo coming from them. "Ah, hello." he stares past them, over their shoulder almost.
'You new here? Don't usually get beastfolk here. You fly in from another dimension? I know it's possible, just very very rare'
They shake their head "My name is Sausel, I am unsure as to why I am here. I do not like it.. too much buzzing from the lights, too loud."
'Yes, this isn't your habitat, not at all. Where were you before?'
"Someplace dark.. someplace quiet.." they said.
'Sounds nice. I like the dark and quiet too'
They nod and stare at the ground, pacing back and forth.
'You know where you are?'
They shake their head side to side, wringing their wings.
'This is Balios, 2005'
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Wings are silent in the air as a bipedal owl lands on the ground. It appears to be a stout, great horned owl variant of the owlin species. It is dressed in a fine suit made of red, brown, and green fabric. A pair of spectacles sit on the bridge of its beak, tiny in comparison to their large eyes. They look around, blinking slowly as they observe the area with mild interest.
No one seems to notice them except for one short, thin man in rags and mouldy cardboard armor. He walks forward, his hair so filthy it doesn't even move with the late Autumn winds. "You there! New, eh? Just spawned, or comin' from somewhere else?"
They turn their head, a soft hoo coming from them. "Ah, hello." he stares past them, over their shoulder almost.
'You new here? Don't usually get beastfolk here. You fly in from another dimension? I know it's possible, just very very rare'
They shake their head "My name is Sausel, I am unsure as to why I am here. I do not like it.. too much buzzing from the lights, too loud."
'Yes, this isn't your habitat, not at all. Where were you before?'
"Someplace dark.. someplace quiet.." they said.
'Sounds nice. I like the dark and quiet too'
They nod and stare at the ground, pacing back and forth.
'You know where you are?'
They shake their head side to side, wringing their wings.
'This is Balios, 2005'
"2005?-" they blink again, more confused than ever.
"No regular Nightmare would take out an entire town's tv signals, unless it happened to live in space. And... yeah, I got into a bit of trouble. NBS wants me gone. Nothing too unusual." People have begun running out of their houses, stirring up panic.
*I don't believe that makes it* He has no idea what's wrong with it. In fact, he gets zapped by a part he had no idea could even conduct electricity.
'That's NBS for ya, I guess. Surprised they haven't gone after me yet.'
'Something's not quite right here. Maybe take it to Smiley Screen, they're a friendly bunch there and pretty knowledgeable.'
"I'm not sure if they know you exist. You are a cryptid, after all."
Wings are silent in the air as a bipedal owl lands on the ground. It appears to be a stout, great horned owl variant of the owlin species. It is dressed in a fine suit made of red, brown, and green fabric. A pair of spectacles sit on the bridge of its beak, tiny in comparison to their large eyes. They look around, blinking slowly as they observe the area with mild interest.
No one seems to notice them except for one short, thin man in rags and mouldy cardboard armor. He walks forward, his hair so filthy it doesn't even move with the late Autumn winds. "You there! New, eh? Just spawned, or comin' from somewhere else?"
They turn their head, a soft hoo coming from them. "Ah, hello." he stares past them, over their shoulder almost.
'You new here? Don't usually get beastfolk here. You fly in from another dimension? I know it's possible, just very very rare'
They shake their head "My name is Sausel, I am unsure as to why I am here. I do not like it.. too much buzzing from the lights, too loud."
'Yes, this isn't your habitat, not at all. Where were you before?'
"Someplace dark.. someplace quiet.." they said.
'Sounds nice. I like the dark and quiet too'
They nod and stare at the ground, pacing back and forth.
'You know where you are?'
They shake their head side to side, wringing their wings.
'This is Balios, 2005'
"2005?-" they blink again, more confused than ever.
'The year. It's 2005 years since Jesus was born'
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"No regular Nightmare would take out an entire town's tv signals, unless it happened to live in space. And... yeah, I got into a bit of trouble. NBS wants me gone. Nothing too unusual." People have begun running out of their houses, stirring up panic.
*I don't believe that makes it* He has no idea what's wrong with it. In fact, he gets zapped by a part he had no idea could even conduct electricity.
'That's NBS for ya, I guess. Surprised they haven't gone after me yet.'
'Something's not quite right here. Maybe take it to Smiley Screen, they're a friendly bunch there and pretty knowledgeable.'
"I'm not sure if they know you exist. You are a cryptid, after all."
"Smiley Screen? Not familiar with them."
'That's true. And maybe with the Mall, they've got more important business. I wonder what all this chaos is about'
'They're the town computer repair shop'
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Wings are silent in the air as a bipedal owl lands on the ground. It appears to be a stout, great horned owl variant of the owlin species. It is dressed in a fine suit made of red, brown, and green fabric. A pair of spectacles sit on the bridge of its beak, tiny in comparison to their large eyes. They look around, blinking slowly as they observe the area with mild interest.
No one seems to notice them except for one short, thin man in rags and mouldy cardboard armor. He walks forward, his hair so filthy it doesn't even move with the late Autumn winds. "You there! New, eh? Just spawned, or comin' from somewhere else?"
They turn their head, a soft hoo coming from them. "Ah, hello." he stares past them, over their shoulder almost.
'You new here? Don't usually get beastfolk here. You fly in from another dimension? I know it's possible, just very very rare'
They shake their head "My name is Sausel, I am unsure as to why I am here. I do not like it.. too much buzzing from the lights, too loud."
'Yes, this isn't your habitat, not at all. Where were you before?'
"Someplace dark.. someplace quiet.." they said.
'Sounds nice. I like the dark and quiet too'
They nod and stare at the ground, pacing back and forth.
'You know where you are?'
They shake their head side to side, wringing their wings.
'This is Balios, 2005'
"2005?-" they blink again, more confused than ever.
He snaps his fingers in the owl's face. "Pay attention. It might just save your life."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Nightmare Lord thing? What about it? I've been holding up pretty well, thanks. Duck been behaving himself'. Slink squeezes the rubber duck. 'And no new demons. How about you? Been busy? Gotten into trouble?'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'Yes, this isn't your habitat, not at all. Where were you before?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Im sorry, eye contact is not something I enjoy. Eyes see too much or too little..."
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
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"Someplace dark.. someplace quiet.." they said.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
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'Sounds nice. I like the dark and quiet too'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"No regular Nightmare would take out an entire town's tv signals, unless it happened to live in space. And... yeah, I got into a bit of trouble. NBS wants me gone. Nothing too unusual." People have begun running out of their houses, stirring up panic.
*I don't believe that makes it* He has no idea what's wrong with it. In fact, he gets zapped by a part he had no idea could even conduct electricity.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They nod and stare at the ground, pacing back and forth.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
π»πππ ππ ππ, ππππ π₯ππ π€ππ π¦π‘ π ππ π₯ππ
π»ππ§πππ ππ π’π¦ππππ€πππ'π€ πππ€π₯ππ£ π₯πππ π€ππππππ
'That's NBS for ya, I guess. Surprised they haven't gone after me yet.'
'Something's not quite right here. Maybe take it to Smiley Screen, they're a friendly bunch there and pretty knowledgeable.'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'You know where you are?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Hm. I wouldn't know anything about that. Who are you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They shake their head side to side, wringing their wings.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
π»πππ ππ ππ, ππππ π₯ππ π€ππ π¦π‘ π ππ π₯ππ
π»ππ§πππ ππ π’π¦ππππ€πππ'π€ πππ€π₯ππ£ π₯πππ π€ππππππ
'This is Balios, 2005'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"I am Sausel.." they stare at the ground.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
π»πππ ππ ππ, ππππ π₯ππ π€ππ π¦π‘ π ππ π₯ππ
π»ππ§πππ ππ π’π¦ππππ€πππ'π€ πππ€π₯ππ£ π₯πππ π€ππππππ
"2005?-" they blink again, more confused than ever.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
π»πππ ππ ππ, ππππ π₯ππ π€ππ π¦π‘ π ππ π₯ππ
π»ππ§πππ ππ π’π¦ππππ€πππ'π€ πππ€π₯ππ£ π₯πππ π€ππππππ
"I'm not sure if they know you exist. You are a cryptid, after all."
"Smiley Screen? Not familiar with them."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'The year. It's 2005 years since Jesus was born'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
He grabs their face, squishing their cheeks. "What are you doing here?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'That's true. And maybe with the Mall, they've got more important business. I wonder what all this chaos is about'
'They're the town computer repair shop'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Jesus? Years? what are you speaking of?"
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
π»πππ ππ ππ, ππππ π₯ππ π€ππ π¦π‘ π ππ π₯ππ
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