Amatarou Ocha walks over, his movements slow and deliberate. He carries a large quilt with cats on it. As in, the fabric was stitched and chosen in a way that makes it look like not just patterns, but depictions of cats. The man wears his work uniform and a surgical mask, his pale blue eyes looking out from his blonde hair with a kind yet knowing gaze.
'Uhh, who's there?'. The figure stares out of the darkness
The figure feels that the darkness does not hide it. "I'm the Ocha. How long have you been here?" He sets the quilt on the ground in front of him, crossing his legs and sitting. It's clearly an offering.
'A long time. Sometimes I don't even know why any more. Yours is the cat cafe, right? I've been watching'. The emaciated figure sits down in front of the Ocha.
'I've been investigating the monsters of this town, sometimes that takes you places you'd rather not go. That is probably waste from the abandoned chemical plant. Have you sighted anything strange during your time here?'
*There was a scientist guy named Iago, I think.*
“I only recently moved here, though I’ve seen some strange things in my own time, though nothing you would believe.” He says, putting away the swab, stopping his walk as he once again looks them over.
*Makes sense*
'I don't know, I can imagine quite a lot. I'm on the tail of a monster called the Slink. Rumour has, it drags children underground and eats them. Bet it won't have so much fun at the end of my rifle'
“Really? Things are never as simple as they seem, but I hope you don’t die trying to go after this ‘Slink’.” He says honestly, reaching into a pocket of his coat and pulling out what appears to be a business card.
'I've been investigating the monsters of this town, sometimes that takes you places you'd rather not go. That is probably waste from the abandoned chemical plant. Have you sighted anything strange during your time here?'
*There was a scientist guy named Iago, I think.*
“I only recently moved here, though I’ve seen some strange things in my own time, though nothing you would believe.” He says, putting away the swab, stopping his walk as he once again looks them over.
*Makes sense*
'I don't know, I can imagine quite a lot. I'm on the tail of a monster called the Slink. Rumour has, it drags children underground and eats them. Bet it won't have so much fun at the end of my rifle'
“Really? Things are never as simple as they seem, but I hope you don’t die trying to go after this ‘Slink’.” He says honestly, reaching into a pocket of his coat and pulling out what appears to be a business card.
'Oh, I won't die. If I was in the business of dying, I wouldn't be here, would I?'
[Oh yeah, he's fun to play and I love him as a character, but he's miles from original lmao]
[For anyone not following, this rp is taking place a day before Thew's encounter with the Ghoul]
Thew doesn't even think about how odd it that the messages appear so quickly. Mod powers, eh? He types back a response to all the messages quickly, saying:
ThewPerNatural_21: Oh wow, thanks so much, that's some incredible info and some great evidence! I'm planning to see if I can find it tomorrow, so I'll keep all that in mind and make sure to add that photo to the blog I'm creating about it with all the prrof I have so far! I'll keep posting updates, so I'll be honoured if you'd check it out! It'll be awesome!
1984AM: Will, do, Thew! Remember, it is the duty of every occutlist to share their findings! If you ever see the guy in person, be sure to tell me right away, okay? I wanna hear everything! :D 1984AM: Also, sick color choice. I gotta make dinner real quick, but I'll be back when you need me. Have fun with your studies, and remember to pet any cats you come across. After all, they're good luck, and we can't dismiss any superstition out of hand!
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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've been investigating the monsters of this town, sometimes that takes you places you'd rather not go. That is probably waste from the abandoned chemical plant. Have you sighted anything strange during your time here?'
*There was a scientist guy named Iago, I think.*
“I only recently moved here, though I’ve seen some strange things in my own time, though nothing you would believe.” He says, putting away the swab, stopping his walk as he once again looks them over.
*Makes sense*
'I don't know, I can imagine quite a lot. I'm on the tail of a monster called the Slink. Rumour has, it drags children underground and eats them. Bet it won't have so much fun at the end of my rifle'
“Really? Things are never as simple as they seem, but I hope you don’t die trying to go after this ‘Slink’.” He says honestly, reaching into a pocket of his coat and pulling out what appears to be a business card.
'Oh, I won't die. If I was in the business of dying, I wouldn't be here, would I?'
He chuckles, giving them the business card as he does, “I suppose that’s true, but it’s best to stay safe just in case isn’t it?”
"You are holding a dead girl." One replies, and the room goes silent
*this got buried*
*oops, sorry!*
she pauses. “That… that can’t be right?..l
*is ok!*
The girl slowly wakes up in your arms, unaware of what has been said. "Where am I?"
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Hi, I'm Anders. I like wreaking havoc in TTRPGs and listening to Swedish Death Metal. I currently am in the process of starting a campaign, GMed by your's truly. Entombed is a great band, you should check 'em out.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
The figure feels that the darkness does not hide it. "I'm the Ocha. How long have you been here?" He sets the quilt on the ground in front of him, crossing his legs and sitting. It's clearly an offering.
'A long time. Sometimes I don't even know why any more. Yours is the cat cafe, right? I've been watching'. The emaciated figure sits down in front of the Ocha.
"Correct, friend. I'm the spirit of the town, in a way. Take the blanket. It'll make you feel better." A cat appears from nowhere and climbs into his lap.
(If the figure is a Nightmare, he can tell that the Ocha is a Nightmare as well. If not, he only has two Dark Energy at the moment.)
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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.
"You are holding a dead girl." One replies, and the room goes silent
*this got buried*
*oops, sorry!*
she pauses. “That… that can’t be right?..l
*is ok!*
The girl slowly wakes up in your arms, unaware of what has been said. "Where am I?"
“Hospital… you’re safe…” she says, eyeing the girl nervously.
She sighs in relief. "Is it still 2003?"
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Hi, I'm Anders. I like wreaking havoc in TTRPGs and listening to Swedish Death Metal. I currently am in the process of starting a campaign, GMed by your's truly. Entombed is a great band, you should check 'em out.
'I've been investigating the monsters of this town, sometimes that takes you places you'd rather not go. That is probably waste from the abandoned chemical plant. Have you sighted anything strange during your time here?'
*There was a scientist guy named Iago, I think.*
“I only recently moved here, though I’ve seen some strange things in my own time, though nothing you would believe.” He says, putting away the swab, stopping his walk as he once again looks them over.
*Makes sense*
'I don't know, I can imagine quite a lot. I'm on the tail of a monster called the Slink. Rumour has, it drags children underground and eats them. Bet it won't have so much fun at the end of my rifle'
“Really? Things are never as simple as they seem, but I hope you don’t die trying to go after this ‘Slink’.” He says honestly, reaching into a pocket of his coat and pulling out what appears to be a business card.
'Oh, I won't die. If I was in the business of dying, I wouldn't be here, would I?'
He chuckles, giving them the business card as he does, “I suppose that’s true, but it’s best to stay safe just in case isn’t it?”
'I suppose so. Safety first and all that'. He gestures to the hazmat suit
"You are holding a dead girl." One replies, and the room goes silent
*this got buried*
*oops, sorry!*
she pauses. “That… that can’t be right?..l
*is ok!*
The girl slowly wakes up in your arms, unaware of what has been said. "Where am I?"
“Hospital… you’re safe…” she says, eyeing the girl nervously.
She sighs in relief. "Is it still 2003?"
“C-course… you were just unconscious.”
"Oh good. Do the doctors know what's wrong with me?"
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Hi, I'm Anders. I like wreaking havoc in TTRPGs and listening to Swedish Death Metal. I currently am in the process of starting a campaign, GMed by your's truly. Entombed is a great band, you should check 'em out.
The figure feels that the darkness does not hide it. "I'm the Ocha. How long have you been here?" He sets the quilt on the ground in front of him, crossing his legs and sitting. It's clearly an offering.
'A long time. Sometimes I don't even know why any more. Yours is the cat cafe, right? I've been watching'. The emaciated figure sits down in front of the Ocha.
"Correct, friend. I'm the spirit of the town, in a way. Take the blanket. It'll make you feel better." A cat appears from nowhere and climbs into his lap.
(If the figure is a Nightmare, he can tell that the Ocha is a Nightmare as well. If not, he only has two Dark Energy at the moment.)
"What?! How...? Wait... maybe..." her eyes widen as she suddenly seems to grasp the idea that she's dead. "Am I dead?"
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Hi, I'm Anders. I like wreaking havoc in TTRPGs and listening to Swedish Death Metal. I currently am in the process of starting a campaign, GMed by your's truly. Entombed is a great band, you should check 'em out.
"Correct, friend. I'm the spirit of the town, in a way. Take the blanket. It'll make you feel better." A cat appears from nowhere and climbs into his lap.
(If the figure is a Nightmare, he can tell that the Ocha is a Nightmare as well. If not, he only has two Dark Energy at the moment.)
'Thanks. Nice kitty, by the way'
*not actually a nightmare*
*Woah, awesome.*
"They like me a lot. Even strays like this one." He rubs it behind the ears. "How long has it been since you've had something good to drink? Or eat for that matter?"
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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.
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'A long time. Sometimes I don't even know why any more. Yours is the cat cafe, right? I've been watching'. The emaciated figure sits down in front of the Ocha.
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*oops, sorry!*
she pauses. “That… that can’t be right?..”
“Really? Things are never as simple as they seem, but I hope you don’t die trying to go after this ‘Slink’.” He says honestly, reaching into a pocket of his coat and pulling out what appears to be a business card.
'Oh, I won't die. If I was in the business of dying, I wouldn't be here, would I?'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He chuckles, giving them the business card as he does, “I suppose that’s true, but it’s best to stay safe just in case isn’t it?”
*is ok!*
The girl slowly wakes up in your arms, unaware of what has been said. "Where am I?"
Hi, I'm Anders. I like wreaking havoc in TTRPGs and listening to Swedish Death Metal. I currently am in the process of starting a campaign, GMed by your's truly. Entombed is a great band, you should check 'em out.
Peace, love, and death metal my friends
-Anders
“Sure”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
"Correct, friend. I'm the spirit of the town, in a way. Take the blanket. It'll make you feel better." A cat appears from nowhere and climbs into his lap.
(If the figure is a Nightmare, he can tell that the Ocha is a Nightmare as well. If not, he only has two Dark Energy at the moment.)
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Hospital… you’re safe…” she says, eyeing the girl nervously.
She sighs in relief. "Is it still 2003?"
Hi, I'm Anders. I like wreaking havoc in TTRPGs and listening to Swedish Death Metal. I currently am in the process of starting a campaign, GMed by your's truly. Entombed is a great band, you should check 'em out.
Peace, love, and death metal my friends
-Anders
'I suppose so. Safety first and all that'. He gestures to the hazmat suit
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
“Alright, what do ya want?”
“C-course… you were just unconscious.”
"Oh good. Do the doctors know what's wrong with me?"
Hi, I'm Anders. I like wreaking havoc in TTRPGs and listening to Swedish Death Metal. I currently am in the process of starting a campaign, GMed by your's truly. Entombed is a great band, you should check 'em out.
Peace, love, and death metal my friends
-Anders
“Some of them… c-can’t see you…”
'Thanks. Nice kitty, by the way'
*not actually a nightmare*
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
"What?! How...? Wait... maybe..." her eyes widen as she suddenly seems to grasp the idea that she's dead. "Am I dead?"
Hi, I'm Anders. I like wreaking havoc in TTRPGs and listening to Swedish Death Metal. I currently am in the process of starting a campaign, GMed by your's truly. Entombed is a great band, you should check 'em out.
Peace, love, and death metal my friends
-Anders
“They said.. you were found dead in the nineties…”
*Woah, awesome.*
"They like me a lot. Even strays like this one." He rubs it behind the ears. "How long has it been since you've had something good to drink? Or eat for that matter?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.