The water is dark as the night, rushing fast and strong.
”this place… it is full of darkness… it is a feeding ground, my darling… Balios is like a lush field of crops, and nightmares flock towards it and it’s inhabitants like locusts… us nightmare lords are simply the ones who know how to cultivate those crops for ourselves.”
he is dragged to the very edge, mere inches from death.
"Crops? If you think we are crops, than you aren't as intelligent as I excepted you to be, we are at least a little more than that." He takes off his gloves, revealing mechanical hands, with liquid pumping into them through false veins, growing a soft purple "My questions are done, thank you." He puts his gloves in his pockets.
“It’s a metaphor, you swine.” They whisper. He hears them slink back under the bridge, as the threads connecting him to the mother threaten to snap, or to drag him under. Make a strength saving throw.
He laughs at his attempts not to fall off of the edge and get himself killed "From dear to swine, how quick you are to change emotions, thank you for that little bit of information." Strength:18 If it fails, Indomitable:14
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The water is dark as the night, rushing fast and strong.
”this place… it is full of darkness… it is a feeding ground, my darling… Balios is like a lush field of crops, and nightmares flock towards it and it’s inhabitants like locusts… us nightmare lords are simply the ones who know how to cultivate those crops for ourselves.”
he is dragged to the very edge, mere inches from death.
"Crops? If you think we are crops, than you aren't as intelligent as I excepted you to be, we are at least a little more than that." He takes off his gloves, revealing mechanical hands, with liquid pumping into them through false veins, growing a soft purple "My questions are done, thank you." He puts his gloves in his pockets.
“It’s a metaphor, you swine.” They whisper. He hears them slink back under the bridge, as the threads connecting him to the mother threaten to snap, or to drag him under. Make a strength saving throw.
He laughs at his attempts not to fall off of the edge and get himself killed "From dear to swine, how quick you are to change emotions, thank you for that little bit of information." Strength:20 If it fails, Indomitable:24
He just barely manages not to fall to his death. He can see the Mother scuttle its way under the bridge in an instant. He hears their voice, still whispering into his ear.
“It’s cute how you think you are relevant! At the end of the day, you are not much more than a statistic, a number on the newspaper, a face on a missing person poster… I quite enjoyed this chat… thank you for telling me so much about yourself! Au Revoir!” And then it’s gone.
He just barely manages not to fall to his death. He can see the Mother scuttle its way under the bridge in an instant. He hears their voice, still whispering into his ear.
“It’s cute how you think you are relevant! At the end of the day, you are not much more than a statistic, a number on the newspaper, a face on a missing person poster… I quite enjoyed this chat… thank you for telling me so much about yourself! Au Revoir!” And then it’s gone.
*And so ends the most fun I've had with Dib so far, why are you good at inspiring the bard in me with these interesting characters?*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
He just barely manages not to fall to his death. He can see the Mother scuttle its way under the bridge in an instant. He hears their voice, still whispering into his ear.
“It’s cute how you think you are relevant! At the end of the day, you are not much more than a statistic, a number on the newspaper, a face on a missing person poster… I quite enjoyed this chat… thank you for telling me so much about yourself! Au Revoir!” And then it’s gone.
*And so ends the most fun I've had with Dib so far, why are you good at inspiring the bard in me with these interesting characters?*
*aww, thanks. I liked Dib. The Mother always has interesting interactions with characters, since it always has a goal when talking to someone.*
"Awesome. I'm glad I could help." He rubs his eyes. "You're disqualified from the Hunt, by the way. Sorry."
They blink.
”I-… oh, yes, I remember. I killed someone. Ah, so is life…”
"I don't like killing. It's not sustainable. Humans hate this place already. If it were a city where we had places to go and all the important buildings it would be fine, but very few people come here already." He sighs. "Once we get that casino up and running, things should be a bit better though."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He sighs and turns back to his office. "Alright. Just... if you ever..." he sighs again and closes the door softly, going back to his game.
He walks over to the door after a bit, his shadow visible as he knocks softly. They can smell a fresh cup of tea, made exactly how Felix likes it.
Felix opens it. "Hey, man. Sorry about that. I wasn't being very considerate there."
He hands them the cup of tea, "You're my boss, when you ask if I'm okay or where I've been, I should answer, more importantly, I consider you my friend."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Awesome. I'm glad I could help." He rubs his eyes. "You're disqualified from the Hunt, by the way. Sorry."
They blink.
”I-… oh, yes, I remember. I killed someone. Ah, so is life…”
"I don't like killing. It's not sustainable. Humans hate this place already. If it were a city where we had places to go and all the important buildings it would be fine, but very few people come here already." He sighs. "Once we get that casino up and running, things should be a bit better though."
“A fair view… I believe that I could help with that. Not just a casino, I’m imagining something much more, eventually...”
Felix opens it. "Hey, man. Sorry about that. I wasn't being very considerate there."
He hands them the cup of tea, "You're my boss, when you ask if I'm okay or where I've been, I should answer, more importantly, I consider you my friend."
He stares into the cup, then takes a sip. "Yeah... you're right. But I do owe you your privacy, as an employer and a friend. If you're not comfortable talking about something and it's not important to the company, I shouldn't pester you about it." He shakes his head. "Dang it. I was trying to be more assertive like the District Manager says."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I don't like killing. It's not sustainable. Humans hate this place already. If it were a city where we had places to go and all the important buildings it would be fine, but very few people come here already." He sighs. "Once we get that casino up and running, things should be a bit better though."
“A fair view… I believe that I could help with that. Not just a casino, I’m imagining something much more, eventually...”
"And that would be...?" He rests his cheek on his fist, elbow on the table.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I don't like killing. It's not sustainable. Humans hate this place already. If it were a city where we had places to go and all the important buildings it would be fine, but very few people come here already." He sighs. "Once we get that casino up and running, things should be a bit better though."
“A fair view… I believe that I could help with that. Not just a casino, I’m imagining something much more, eventually...”
"And that would be...?" He rests his cheek on his fist, elbow on the table.
”something big. Something that could bring tourists to Balios, attention and visitors to this dead-end town. A whole, giant entertainment district, perhaps.”
Felix opens it. "Hey, man. Sorry about that. I wasn't being very considerate there."
He hands them the cup of tea, "You're my boss, when you ask if I'm okay or where I've been, I should answer, more importantly, I consider you my friend."
He stares into the cup, then takes a sip. "Yeah... you're right. But I do owe you your privacy, as an employer and a friend. If you're not comfortable talking about something and it's not important to the company, I shouldn't pester you about it." He shakes his head. "Dang it. I was trying to be more assertive like the District Manager says."
“What does the district manager know, he can’t even fight.” He sips his coffee, sitting down next to their chair, “I was going on one of my walks, I saw someone getting harassed by a gang, and you as guess the rest.” He says, being mostly truthful.
"And that would be...?" He rests his cheek on his fist, elbow on the table.
”something big. Something that could bring tourists to Balios, attention and visitors to this dead-end town. A whole, giant entertainment district, perhaps.”
He shakes his head. "That's a wish list. Do you have plans? Like, literally physical documentation of what you want and how to make it?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He stares into the cup, then takes a sip. "Yeah... you're right. But I do owe you your privacy, as an employer and a friend. If you're not comfortable talking about something and it's not important to the company, I shouldn't pester you about it." He shakes his head. "Dang it. I was trying to be more assertive like the District Manager says."
“What does the district manager know, he can’t even fight.” He sips his coffee, sitting down next to their chair, “I was going on one of my walks, I saw someone getting harassed by a gang, and you as guess the rest.” He says, being mostly truthful.
"And how many people walked away?" He doesn't look up from his drink.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He stares into the cup, then takes a sip. "Yeah... you're right. But I do owe you your privacy, as an employer and a friend. If you're not comfortable talking about something and it's not important to the company, I shouldn't pester you about it." He shakes his head. "Dang it. I was trying to be more assertive like the District Manager says."
“What does the district manager know, he can’t even fight.” He sips his coffee, sitting down next to their chair, “I was going on one of my walks, I saw someone getting harassed by a gang, and you as guess the rest.” He says, being mostly truthful.
"And how many people walked away?" He doesn't look up from his drink.
“I did.” He says, putting down his own drink, looking at the chains on his arms and legs.
He sighs and turns back to his office. "Alright. Just... if you ever..." he sighs again and closes the door softly, going back to his game.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He laughs at his attempts not to fall off of the edge and get himself killed "From dear to swine, how quick you are to change emotions, thank you for that little bit of information." Strength:18 If it fails, Indomitable:14
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He walks over to the door after a bit, his shadow visible as he knocks softly. They can smell a fresh cup of tea, made exactly how Felix likes it.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Awesome. I'm glad I could help." He rubs his eyes. "You're disqualified from the Hunt, by the way. Sorry."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
They blink.
”I-… oh, yes, I remember. I killed someone. Ah, so is life…”
He just barely manages not to fall to his death. He can see the Mother scuttle its way under the bridge in an instant. He hears their voice, still whispering into his ear.
“It’s cute how you think you are relevant! At the end of the day, you are not much more than a statistic, a number on the newspaper, a face on a missing person poster… I quite enjoyed this chat… thank you for telling me so much about yourself! Au Revoir!” And then it’s gone.
*And so ends the most fun I've had with Dib so far, why are you good at inspiring the bard in me with these interesting characters?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Felix opens it. "Hey, man. Sorry about that. I wasn't being very considerate there."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*aww, thanks. I liked Dib. The Mother always has interesting interactions with characters, since it always has a goal when talking to someone.*
"I don't like killing. It's not sustainable. Humans hate this place already. If it were a city where we had places to go and all the important buildings it would be fine, but very few people come here already." He sighs. "Once we get that casino up and running, things should be a bit better though."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He hands them the cup of tea, "You're my boss, when you ask if I'm okay or where I've been, I should answer, more importantly, I consider you my friend."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
“A fair view… I believe that I could help with that. Not just a casino, I’m imagining something much more, eventually...”
He stares into the cup, then takes a sip. "Yeah... you're right. But I do owe you your privacy, as an employer and a friend. If you're not comfortable talking about something and it's not important to the company, I shouldn't pester you about it." He shakes his head. "Dang it. I was trying to be more assertive like the District Manager says."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"And that would be...?" He rests his cheek on his fist, elbow on the table.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
”something big. Something that could bring tourists to Balios, attention and visitors to this dead-end town. A whole, giant entertainment district, perhaps.”
“What does the district manager know, he can’t even fight.” He sips his coffee, sitting down next to their chair, “I was going on one of my walks, I saw someone getting harassed by a gang, and you as guess the rest.” He says, being mostly truthful.
He shakes his head. "That's a wish list. Do you have plans? Like, literally physical documentation of what you want and how to make it?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"And how many people walked away?" He doesn't look up from his drink.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I did.” He says, putting down his own drink, looking at the chains on his arms and legs.
"That's what I thought. Did you want to do that?" He looks at the chains.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.