"EMF disturbance. Nightmares screw with the electricity a lot." He gets up and washes his hands before yawning into his sleeve. "What can I gethca for, man?"
'Maple syrup waffle, thanks. These Nightmares, there isn't one called Cato, is there? I'm from New York, doing a bit of paranormal research'
He immediately begins making a Waffle. "Yeah, dude. Exorcised a while back, probably about time it got reincarnated. Where'd you, uh, hear that name? Also, want something to drink?"
"EMF disturbance. Nightmares screw with the electricity a lot." He gets up and washes his hands before yawning into his sleeve. "What can I gethca for, man?"
'Maple syrup waffle, thanks. These Nightmares, there isn't one called Cato, is there? I'm from New York, doing a bit of paranormal research'
He immediately begins making a Waffle. "Yeah, dude. Exorcised a while back, probably about time it got reincarnated. Where'd you, uh, hear that name? Also, want something to drink?"
'Uh, on a podcast. He was the guy with the big white house right, who tortured a bunch of randos and got his house burned down. Don't know what happened next, the podcast ended. And sure, I'll have a root beer'
A greyish, slightly overweight dude is walking around, a pair of red headphones on, taking down Amatarou's now tatty old wanted posters
*you choose which to interact with*
Jack Waves
'Ah, hello there!'. The dude waves, removing his headphones and quickly switching his mobile phone off. 'Welcome to Balios!'
The husky stares
"Thanks. What are ya doing?"
'Just doing my bit to keep this town clean and tidy. I'm Norman Pearson, the mayor around these parts. Who might you be?'
"Jack."
'Well, nice to meet you, Jack. What brings you to the most haunted town in Texas?'
"Job opportunities. And this 'ghost/monster' thing is definitely a big hoax to freak out tourists to make money on 'ghost/monster' be gone products."
A low growl escapes from the husky
'Maybe it is. But that's where the job opportunities come from, isn't it? This place needs something to put it on the map. Better a town with ghosts than a ghost town, at least that's what I think'
Jack takes off his husky's leash
'Hey, you setting your dog on me? Did I do something wrong?'
A greyish, slightly overweight dude is walking around, a pair of red headphones on, taking down Amatarou's now tatty old wanted posters
*you choose which to interact with*
Jack Waves
'Ah, hello there!'. The dude waves, removing his headphones and quickly switching his mobile phone off. 'Welcome to Balios!'
The husky stares
"Thanks. What are ya doing?"
'Just doing my bit to keep this town clean and tidy. I'm Norman Pearson, the mayor around these parts. Who might you be?'
"Jack."
'Well, nice to meet you, Jack. What brings you to the most haunted town in Texas?'
"Job opportunities. And this 'ghost/monster' thing is definitely a big hoax to freak out tourists to make money on 'ghost/monster' be gone products."
A low growl escapes from the husky
'Maybe it is. But that's where the job opportunities come from, isn't it? This place needs something to put it on the map. Better a town with ghosts than a ghost town, at least that's what I think'
Jack takes off his husky's leash
'Hey, you setting your dog on me? Did I do something wrong?'
"Who said I was going to unleash him on you."
The husky walks towards Norman
'I mean, he's a beautiful creature, I'm just a bit nervous around dogs. More of a cat person these days'
A greyish, slightly overweight dude is walking around, a pair of red headphones on, taking down Amatarou's now tatty old wanted posters
*you choose which to interact with*
Jack Waves
'Ah, hello there!'. The dude waves, removing his headphones and quickly switching his mobile phone off. 'Welcome to Balios!'
The husky stares
"Thanks. What are ya doing?"
'Just doing my bit to keep this town clean and tidy. I'm Norman Pearson, the mayor around these parts. Who might you be?'
"Jack."
'Well, nice to meet you, Jack. What brings you to the most haunted town in Texas?'
"Job opportunities. And this 'ghost/monster' thing is definitely a big hoax to freak out tourists to make money on 'ghost/monster' be gone products."
A low growl escapes from the husky
'Maybe it is. But that's where the job opportunities come from, isn't it? This place needs something to put it on the map. Better a town with ghosts than a ghost town, at least that's what I think'
Jack takes off his husky's leash
'Hey, you setting your dog on me? Did I do something wrong?'
"Who said I was going to unleash him on you."
The husky walks towards Norman
'I mean, he's a beautiful creature, I'm just a bit nervous around dogs. More of a cat person these days'
Jack rolls his eyes
The husky get closer to Norman, some of its features are not those of a normal dog
He immediately begins making a Waffle. "Yeah, dude. Exorcised a while back, probably about time it got reincarnated. Where'd you, uh, hear that name? Also, want something to drink?"
'Uh, on a podcast. He was the guy with the big white house right, who tortured a bunch of randos and got his house burned down. Don't know what happened next, the podcast ended. And sure, I'll have a root beer'
He puts a scoop of ice into a big glass. "Must've been a good podcast to catch such a powerful, deceptive creature. Not a lot of people even know about it." He walks to the soda fountain, grabs a straw in a paper sleeve, and fills the glass almost to the brim, waiting for the foam to settle before adding more root beer. "It's certainly a good subject for a paper, assuming you got the stealth to observe it for long enough."
He immediately begins making a Waffle. "Yeah, dude. Exorcised a while back, probably about time it got reincarnated. Where'd you, uh, hear that name? Also, want something to drink?"
'Uh, on a podcast. He was the guy with the big white house right, who tortured a bunch of randos and got his house burned down. Don't know what happened next, the podcast ended. And sure, I'll have a root beer'
He puts a scoop of ice into a big glass. "Must've been a good podcast to catch such a powerful, deceptive creature. Not a lot of people even know about it." He walks to the soda fountain, grabs a straw in a paper sleeve, and fills the glass almost to the brim, waiting for the foam to settle before adding more root beer. "It's certainly a good subject for a paper, assuming you got the stealth to observe it for long enough."
'I got stealth, Whether I'd have the patience to wait it out instead of straight up shooting the thing is another question' he smiles. 'How do you know so much? You an occultist too?'
*Leo claiming he's a paranormalist tourist from New York, just like Iago did before him*
The Watcher has somehow summoned a small television studio into existence. It looks almost like the set of an old talk show host, complete with 80's sort of furniture and an old microphone. Camera's manned by shadows that bare a resemblance to humans seem still and lifeless as The Watcher sits at the desk, reading through a stack of papers.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
The Watcher has somehow summoned a small television studio into existence. It looks almost like the set of an old talk show host, complete with 80's sort of furniture and an old microphone. Camera's manned by shadows that bare a resemblance to humans seem still and lifeless as The Watcher sits at the desk, reading through a stack of papers.
The Watcher has somehow summoned a small television studio into existence. It looks almost like the set of an old talk show host, complete with 80's sort of furniture and an old microphone. Camera's manned by shadows that bare a resemblance to humans seem still and lifeless as The Watcher sits at the desk, reading through a stack of papers.
A gaunt figure watches from a loose ceiling tile
"I know you are up there." He says in a sing-songy voice, not looking up from his papers "What can I do for you?"
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
The Watcher has somehow summoned a small television studio into existence. It looks almost like the set of an old talk show host, complete with 80's sort of furniture and an old microphone. Camera's manned by shadows that bare a resemblance to humans seem still and lifeless as The Watcher sits at the desk, reading through a stack of papers.
A gaunt figure watches from a loose ceiling tile
"I know you are up there." He says in a sing-songy voice, not looking up from his papers "What can I do for you?"
'What's the show here? Who's the target audience? The folks like a good gameshow, but I'd leave the gore out'
The Watcher has somehow summoned a small television studio into existence. It looks almost like the set of an old talk show host, complete with 80's sort of furniture and an old microphone. Camera's manned by shadows that bare a resemblance to humans seem still and lifeless as The Watcher sits at the desk, reading through a stack of papers.
A gaunt figure watches from a loose ceiling tile
"I know you are up there." He says in a sing-songy voice, not looking up from his papers "What can I do for you?"
'What's the show here? Who's the target audience? The folks like a good gameshow, but I'd leave the gore out'
"Please, I am not some washed up old man just yet. Yes, I do enjoy a bit of mayhem as much as the next guy but to do all of this is the name of violence?" He makes a disgusted face "I was summoned here by some man in white so of course I want to take my freedom and do what I please!"
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
'Man in white? Did he have red glasses? Maybe a nice talk show would be fun, but don't wanna give too much away to the townsfolk'
He shrugs and smirks "Who am I to say?"
He tilts his head upwards, looking up at them. His smile is too perfect, too wide, with teeth too white. "I'm here to have fun my friend, to enlighten those around me that this life is only one so why not have as much as I?"
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
He puts a scoop of ice into a big glass. "Must've been a good podcast to catch such a powerful, deceptive creature. Not a lot of people even know about it." He walks to the soda fountain, grabs a straw in a paper sleeve, and fills the glass almost to the brim, waiting for the foam to settle before adding more root beer. "It's certainly a good subject for a paper, assuming you got the stealth to observe it for long enough."
'I got stealth, Whether I'd have the patience to wait it out instead of straight up shooting the thing is another question' he smiles. 'How do you know so much? You an occultist too?'
*Leo claiming he's a paranormalist tourist from New York, just like Iago did before him*
"More enthusiast than researcher, but in a sense, yeah. Working here means I gotta protect myself from all sorts of baddies, and the occult finds its way in all the time. Not allowed to use weapons, so I needed, like, some other way to even the odds." He places the drink at a table near Leo and walks back to the waffle iron. "Cato won't go down easy, even if you're a hunter. Its not the type of beast that will charge at you. It'll hide, use civilians, and wield human weapons. It even uses money. It's not a hunt, man. It's an assassination."
'Man in white? Did he have red glasses? Maybe a nice talk show would be fun, but don't wanna give too much away to the townsfolk'
He shrugs and smirks "Who am I to say?"
He tilts his head upwards, looking up at them. His smile is too perfect, too wide, with teeth too white. "I'm here to have fun my friend, to enlighten those around me that this life is only one so why not have as much as I?"
'Nothing wrong with fun. As long as you have a pack of level 1 basic morals in the other hand'
He puts a scoop of ice into a big glass. "Must've been a good podcast to catch such a powerful, deceptive creature. Not a lot of people even know about it." He walks to the soda fountain, grabs a straw in a paper sleeve, and fills the glass almost to the brim, waiting for the foam to settle before adding more root beer. "It's certainly a good subject for a paper, assuming you got the stealth to observe it for long enough."
'I got stealth, Whether I'd have the patience to wait it out instead of straight up shooting the thing is another question' he smiles. 'How do you know so much? You an occultist too?'
*Leo claiming he's a paranormalist tourist from New York, just like Iago did before him*
"More enthusiast than researcher, but in a sense, yeah. Working here means I gotta protect myself from all sorts of baddies, and the occult finds its way in all the time. Not allowed to use weapons, so I needed, like, some other way to even the odds." He places the drink at a table near Leo and walks back to the waffle iron. "Cato won't go down easy, even if you're a hunter. Its not the type of beast that will charge at you. It'll hide, use civilians, and wield human weapons. It even uses money. It's not a hunt, man. It's an assassination."
'And you think he survived the house fire? Where could he be?'
He immediately begins making a Waffle. "Yeah, dude. Exorcised a while back, probably about time it got reincarnated. Where'd you, uh, hear that name? Also, want something to drink?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
'Uh, on a podcast. He was the guy with the big white house right, who tortured a bunch of randos and got his house burned down. Don't know what happened next, the podcast ended. And sure, I'll have a root beer'
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"Who said I was going to unleash him on you."
The husky walks towards Norman
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
'I mean, he's a beautiful creature, I'm just a bit nervous around dogs. More of a cat person these days'
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Jack rolls his eyes
The husky get closer to Norman, some of its features are not those of a normal dog but looks like a dog if you don't look too close
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
'Is this... a wolfdog?'
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He puts a scoop of ice into a big glass. "Must've been a good podcast to catch such a powerful, deceptive creature. Not a lot of people even know about it." He walks to the soda fountain, grabs a straw in a paper sleeve, and fills the glass almost to the brim, waiting for the foam to settle before adding more root beer. "It's certainly a good subject for a paper, assuming you got the stealth to observe it for long enough."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"No."
The details are discreet enough that it looks like a normal dog without looking closely
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
'I got stealth, Whether I'd have the patience to wait it out instead of straight up shooting the thing is another question' he smiles. 'How do you know so much? You an occultist too?'
*Leo claiming he's a paranormalist tourist from New York, just like Iago did before him*
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The Watcher has somehow summoned a small television studio into existence. It looks almost like the set of an old talk show host, complete with 80's sort of furniture and an old microphone. Camera's manned by shadows that bare a resemblance to humans seem still and lifeless as The Watcher sits at the desk, reading through a stack of papers.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
A gaunt figure watches from a loose ceiling tile
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"I know you are up there." He says in a sing-songy voice, not looking up from his papers "What can I do for you?"
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
'What's the show here? Who's the target audience? The folks like a good gameshow, but I'd leave the gore out'
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"Please, I am not some washed up old man just yet. Yes, I do enjoy a bit of mayhem as much as the next guy but to do all of this is the name of violence?" He makes a disgusted face "I was summoned here by some man in white so of course I want to take my freedom and do what I please!"
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
'Man in white? Did he have red glasses? Maybe a nice talk show would be fun, but don't wanna give too much away to the townsfolk'
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He shrugs and smirks "Who am I to say?"
He tilts his head upwards, looking up at them. His smile is too perfect, too wide, with teeth too white. "I'm here to have fun my friend, to enlighten those around me that this life is only one so why not have as much as I?"
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"More enthusiast than researcher, but in a sense, yeah. Working here means I gotta protect myself from all sorts of baddies, and the occult finds its way in all the time. Not allowed to use weapons, so I needed, like, some other way to even the odds." He places the drink at a table near Leo and walks back to the waffle iron. "Cato won't go down easy, even if you're a hunter. Its not the type of beast that will charge at you. It'll hide, use civilians, and wield human weapons. It even uses money. It's not a hunt, man. It's an assassination."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
'What breed is it?'
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'Nothing wrong with fun. As long as you have a pack of level 1 basic morals in the other hand'
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'And you think he survived the house fire? Where could he be?'
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