A short skinny guy in his late 20's with a beard, is sitting in an alleyway, with a husky. He's wearing a plaid jacket, plaid pants, and with a blue plaid shirt. And has brown hair
A short skinny guy in his late 20's with a beard, is sitting in an alleyway, with a husky. He's wearing a plaid jacket, plaid pants, and with a blue plaid shirt. And has brown hair
The skinny man would see a man in an Army hat walking towards an old pickup truck with a german shepard happily barking at him
“Sounds fun. I’ve visited a few, but I’m contained to one at a time.” Since they’ve stopped walking, the bloody footprints are layering on top of each other, creating a small pool of blood around the human’s feet. They continue swirling the water bottle, bringing out a small plastic dropper. “You might want to hold your breath for this part.” they warn, waiting for a response.
"I can't die so go ahead." He waved a hand, humming a show tune to himself.
“Oh, I wasn’t worried about your health. But a lungful of chlorine gas isn’t fun for even an immortal.” They bring out a black cloth, covering their face and eyes while they drip a half dozen drops of liquid from the dropper into the bottle, as a reaction immediately begins to take place, giving off colored fumes.
He chuckles "Well thank whatever god out there that I have no senses then." He clasps his hands behind his back
They cap the bottle and return the cloth to a pocket. “Some would say that senses make up the majority of life.” What’s the point if you have none?”
"The senses debilitate you in a way, make you susceptible to things that would overwhelm and underwhelm. I see people chase after drugs, after pleasure, after everything just because their senses got hooked on it."
“And you believe yourself superior because you lack them?”
"Gods no, I'm just a watcher of your activities. You people are so amusing in all honesty."
“That’s strangely vague for an extradimensional creature. Usually you say something after that, maybe our futility or our willingness to obey, or something else like that. Have any sodium?”
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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
A short skinny guy in his late 20's with a beard, is sitting in an alleyway, with a husky. He's wearing a plaid jacket, plaid pants, and with a blue plaid shirt. And has brown hair
The skinny man would see a man in an Army hat walking towards an old pickup truck with a german shepard happily barking at him
“Sounds fun. I’ve visited a few, but I’m contained to one at a time.” Since they’ve stopped walking, the bloody footprints are layering on top of each other, creating a small pool of blood around the human’s feet. They continue swirling the water bottle, bringing out a small plastic dropper. “You might want to hold your breath for this part.” they warn, waiting for a response.
"I can't die so go ahead." He waved a hand, humming a show tune to himself.
“Oh, I wasn’t worried about your health. But a lungful of chlorine gas isn’t fun for even an immortal.” They bring out a black cloth, covering their face and eyes while they drip a half dozen drops of liquid from the dropper into the bottle, as a reaction immediately begins to take place, giving off colored fumes.
He chuckles "Well thank whatever god out there that I have no senses then." He clasps his hands behind his back
They cap the bottle and return the cloth to a pocket. “Some would say that senses make up the majority of life.” What’s the point if you have none?”
"The senses debilitate you in a way, make you susceptible to things that would overwhelm and underwhelm. I see people chase after drugs, after pleasure, after everything just because their senses got hooked on it."
“And you believe yourself superior because you lack them?”
"Gods no, I'm just a watcher of your activities. You people are so amusing in all honesty."
“That’s strangely vague for an extradimensional creature. Usually you say something after that, maybe our futility or our willingness to obey, or something else like that. Have any sodium?”
"Salt? Do you want monosodium? Sodium Chloride? Which kind?"
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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 sighs. "I dunno. It didn't feel right. I thought it would be fun, but it just kind of felt... mean." He puts his face in his hands. "I'm sorry. I should have planned this better. I'm wasting your time."
"Ah ah ah, no no. You aren't wasting my time in the slightest. I have loved since the begining of creation and you are the most fun I've had in awhile." He grins "Though.. you are holding yourself back."
He nods, then looks back up to the Watcher. "Do you... have any suggestions? On how to..." He pauses, trying to think of a different phrasing. He shakes his head. "...not hold myself back?"
A short skinny guy in his late 20's with a beard, is sitting in an alleyway, with a husky. He's wearing a plaid jacket, plaid pants, and with a blue plaid shirt. And has brown hair
The skinny man would see a man in an Army hat walking towards an old pickup truck with a german shepard happily barking at him
The skinny man waves as the husky stares
The Army man would give the skinny man a head nod, opening the passanger door of the truck to let the dog out to stretch her legs for a bit, and puts a bag of bottles and boxes in the truck
“Sounds fun. I’ve visited a few, but I’m contained to one at a time.” Since they’ve stopped walking, the bloody footprints are layering on top of each other, creating a small pool of blood around the human’s feet. They continue swirling the water bottle, bringing out a small plastic dropper. “You might want to hold your breath for this part.” they warn, waiting for a response.
"I can't die so go ahead." He waved a hand, humming a show tune to himself.
“Oh, I wasn’t worried about your health. But a lungful of chlorine gas isn’t fun for even an immortal.” They bring out a black cloth, covering their face and eyes while they drip a half dozen drops of liquid from the dropper into the bottle, as a reaction immediately begins to take place, giving off colored fumes.
He chuckles "Well thank whatever god out there that I have no senses then." He clasps his hands behind his back
They cap the bottle and return the cloth to a pocket. “Some would say that senses make up the majority of life.” What’s the point if you have none?”
"The senses debilitate you in a way, make you susceptible to things that would overwhelm and underwhelm. I see people chase after drugs, after pleasure, after everything just because their senses got hooked on it."
“And you believe yourself superior because you lack them?”
"Gods no, I'm just a watcher of your activities. You people are so amusing in all honesty."
“That’s strangely vague for an extradimensional creature. Usually you say something after that, maybe our futility or our willingness to obey, or something else like that. Have any sodium?”
"Salt? Do you want monosodium? Sodium Chloride? Which kind?"
“I mean sodium 23 is the only stable isotope, and i’d like one that doesn’t decompose immediately.”
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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
He sighs. "I dunno. It didn't feel right. I thought it would be fun, but it just kind of felt... mean." He puts his face in his hands. "I'm sorry. I should have planned this better. I'm wasting your time."
"Ah ah ah, no no. You aren't wasting my time in the slightest. I have loved since the begining of creation and you are the most fun I've had in awhile." He grins "Though.. you are holding yourself back."
He nods, then looks back up to the Watcher. "Do you... have any suggestions? On how to..." He pauses, trying to think of a different phrasing. He shakes his head. "...not hold myself back?"
"Well, my friend, what do you want? What do you crave deep in your bones?" He grins "what drives you forward?"
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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."
A short skinny guy in his late 20's with a beard, is sitting in an alleyway, with a husky. He's wearing a plaid jacket, plaid pants, and with a blue plaid shirt. And has brown hair
The skinny man would see a man in an Army hat walking towards an old pickup truck with a german shepard happily barking at him
The skinny man waves as the husky stares
The Army man would give the skinny man a head nod, opening the passanger door of the truck to let the dog out to stretch her legs for a bit, and puts a bag of bottles and boxes in the truck
“Sounds fun. I’ve visited a few, but I’m contained to one at a time.” Since they’ve stopped walking, the bloody footprints are layering on top of each other, creating a small pool of blood around the human’s feet. They continue swirling the water bottle, bringing out a small plastic dropper. “You might want to hold your breath for this part.” they warn, waiting for a response.
"I can't die so go ahead." He waved a hand, humming a show tune to himself.
“Oh, I wasn’t worried about your health. But a lungful of chlorine gas isn’t fun for even an immortal.” They bring out a black cloth, covering their face and eyes while they drip a half dozen drops of liquid from the dropper into the bottle, as a reaction immediately begins to take place, giving off colored fumes.
He chuckles "Well thank whatever god out there that I have no senses then." He clasps his hands behind his back
They cap the bottle and return the cloth to a pocket. “Some would say that senses make up the majority of life.” What’s the point if you have none?”
"The senses debilitate you in a way, make you susceptible to things that would overwhelm and underwhelm. I see people chase after drugs, after pleasure, after everything just because their senses got hooked on it."
“And you believe yourself superior because you lack them?”
"Gods no, I'm just a watcher of your activities. You people are so amusing in all honesty."
“That’s strangely vague for an extradimensional creature. Usually you say something after that, maybe our futility or our willingness to obey, or something else like that. Have any sodium?”
"Salt? Do you want monosodium? Sodium Chloride? Which kind?"
“I mean sodium 23 is the only stable isotope, and i’d like one that doesn’t decompose immediately.”
He grins and waves a hand, a good 25 pounds of it appears, spilling on the floor like crystalline snow.
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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."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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"Protection, a source of power at your back, something to keep you safe of course! It's dangerous out there!"
"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]
"I'm listenin', what's in it for you?"
"An ability to control a point of this little market. People under my protection who are useful when the time comes for me."
"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]
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
"I reckon I need a little bit more context then that. What exactly do you need from me?"
"Nothing but a deal that when I need you, only once, you work for me then."
"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]
"Alright. Just one thing, who are you? I like to know my employers"
"My name is The Watcher, I'm not from this world so don't bother looking me up." He shrugged, smirking
"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]
"Alright. Pleasure doin' business with you, Watcher" he says, before heading out to his truck.
The skinny man would see a man in an Army hat walking towards an old pickup truck with a german shepard happily barking at him
“That’s strangely vague for an extradimensional creature. Usually you say something after that, maybe our futility or our willingness to obey, or something else like that. Have any sodium?”
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
The skinny man waves as the husky stares
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
The hand appears to push out of the screen, the man crawls out and fixes his suit "Don't be stranger now."
"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]
"Salt? Do you want monosodium? Sodium Chloride? Which kind?"
"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]
He nods, then looks back up to the Watcher. "Do you... have any suggestions? On how to..." He pauses, trying to think of a different phrasing. He shakes his head. "...not hold myself back?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
The Army man would give the skinny man a head nod, opening the passanger door of the truck to let the dog out to stretch her legs for a bit, and puts a bag of bottles and boxes in the truck
“I mean sodium 23 is the only stable isotope, and i’d like one that doesn’t decompose immediately.”
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
"Well, my friend, what do you want? What do you crave deep in your bones?" He grins "what drives you forward?"
"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]
The man pulls out a beef stick
The husky stares at the other dog
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
He grins and waves a hand, a good 25 pounds of it appears, spilling on the floor like crystalline snow.
"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]