Theres a loud bang as the door to the tavern opens up, theres a mouse shaped Nightmare at the door. He says: “Barkeeper, get me a ginger ale.” *cue dramatic music*
*hey, Baalz, am I right to assume that if you have a lower Paranormal filtering rating than a nightmare, you just can’t really see it or your brain fills it in to be something else, basically? Asking because of the nightmare mouse*
I sit down at the bar, impatiently waiting for my ale. I notice the friends shaking hands, I decided to don my hu-man disguise and meet them. *I stare at Alex and Jared from the corner of the Tavern with big eyes*
I shall walk in in my human disguise and say “What happened here?” This was for the post above the one above me. I was ninjaed.
The bartender looks to Alex, and then to the many people slowly waking up, a bit confused as to what happened.
”wild night, I guess.”
I say, “Wild? What did happen? It looks like a train wreck in here.”
He looks down, polishing a glass.
”some guy bought everyone drinks. And then another round… and another. They didn’t stop drinking, not sure why. Usually, they’re better than this.”
“Ok, and we have never formally met before. I am Alex,” I say, with my hand ready for a handshake.
He firmly shakes Alex’s hand. “Jared.”
“Cool name,” I say.
“Thanks… uh, are you from Balios?”
“Yes,” I say in a slightly weird way.
“Alright… don’t think I’ve really seen ya around before.”
I say, “I haven’t come to this bar before.”
“Yeah… it’s, uh, less of a mess usually than it is now, promise.” He chuckles a bit, watching a woman wake up and walk out of the bar, still a bit tipsy.
I sit down at the bar, impatiently waiting for my ale. I notice the friends shaking hands, I decided to don my hu-man disguise and meet them. *I stare at Alex and Jared from the corner of the Tavern with big eyes*
I sit down at the bar, impatiently waiting for my ale. I notice the friends shaking hands, I decided to don my hu-man disguise and meet them. *I stare at Alex and Jared from the corner of the Tavern with big eyes*
Jared waves to the ‘human.’
”Ello.”
I say to Jared: “hello fellow human, my name is Chungar, mind if I ask your name?”
I shall walk in in my human disguise and say “What happened here?” This was for the post above the one above me. I was ninjaed.
The bartender looks to Alex, and then to the many people slowly waking up, a bit confused as to what happened.
”wild night, I guess.”
I say, “Wild? What did happen? It looks like a train wreck in here.”
He looks down, polishing a glass.
”some guy bought everyone drinks. And then another round… and another. They didn’t stop drinking, not sure why. Usually, they’re better than this.”
“Ok, and we have never formally met before. I am Alex,” I say, with my hand ready for a handshake.
He firmly shakes Alex’s hand. “Jared.”
“Cool name,” I say.
“Thanks… uh, are you from Balios?”
“Yes,” I say in a slightly weird way.
“Alright… don’t think I’ve really seen ya around before.”
I say, “I haven’t come to this bar before.”
“Yeah… it’s, uh, less of a mess usually than it is now, promise.” He chuckles a bit, watching a woman wake up and walk out of the bar, still a bit tipsy.
I ask, “Got any rooms I can stay in?” (Since it is a tavern, most D&DBeyond RP threads are middle age themed. In the Middle Ages taverns had food/drinks as well as rooms to stay in.
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*I keep staring at Alex and Jared, trying my best to make them as uncomfortable as possible*
Jared looks to the person, a bit weirded out. “You have a problem?”
suddenly, there is a bit of a tremor. Like, a miniature earthquake. Nothing is knocked over, but it can be felt. It only seems to be around the bar and adjacent buildings. Jared thinks nothing of it.
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He looks down, polishing a glass.
”some guy bought everyone drinks. And then another round… and another. They didn’t stop drinking, not sure why. Usually, they’re better than this.”
“Ok, and we have never formally met before. I am Alex,” I say, with my hand ready for a handshake.
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Alex’s Forms, Google Doc. Alex = My Book Character.
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He firmly shakes Alex’s hand. “Jared.”
“Cool name,” I say.
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Bill Cipher Cult
*We still have hope. Working on some fun techy nightmares, yes you should be scared*
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!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
Theres a loud bang as the door to the tavern opens up, theres a mouse shaped Nightmare at the door. He says: “Barkeeper, get me a ginger ale.” *cue dramatic music*
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*They've been around since... forever, basically, but never in this concentration, and rarely at this power level*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
“Thanks… uh, are you from Balios?”
*A nightmare among nightmares, a monster beyond comprehension, but somehow, we still have hope.*
*hey, Baalz, am I right to assume that if you have a lower Paranormal filtering rating than a nightmare, you just can’t really see it or your brain fills it in to be something else, basically? Asking because of the nightmare mouse*
“Yes,” I say in a slightly weird way.
Gulpmissile Day on Feb. 15 every year. (Now with Gulp in the world of lurkers.)
Alex’s Forms, Google Doc. Alex = My Book Character.
Bill Cipher Cult
“Alright… don’t think I’ve really seen ya around before.”
I say, “I haven’t come to this bar before.”
Gulpmissile Day on Feb. 15 every year. (Now with Gulp in the world of lurkers.)
Alex’s Forms, Google Doc. Alex = My Book Character.
Bill Cipher Cult
I sit down at the bar, impatiently waiting for my ale. I notice the friends shaking hands, I decided to don my hu-man disguise and meet them. *I stare at Alex and Jared from the corner of the Tavern with big eyes*
Check these out: My Imgur Page, My Deviant Art
“Yeah… it’s, uh, less of a mess usually than it is now, promise.” He chuckles a bit, watching a woman wake up and walk out of the bar, still a bit tipsy.
Jared waves to the ‘human.’
”Ello.”
*I keep staring at Alex and Jared, trying my best to make them as uncomfortable as possible*
Check these out: My Imgur Page, My Deviant Art
I say to Jared: “hello fellow human, my name is Chungar, mind if I ask your name?”
Check these out: My Imgur Page, My Deviant Art
I ask, “Got any rooms I can stay in?” (Since it is a tavern, most D&DBeyond RP threads are middle age themed. In the Middle Ages taverns had food/drinks as well as rooms to stay in.
Gulpmissile Day on Feb. 15 every year. (Now with Gulp in the world of lurkers.)
Alex’s Forms, Google Doc. Alex = My Book Character.
Bill Cipher Cult
Jared looks to the person, a bit weirded out. “You have a problem?”
suddenly, there is a bit of a tremor. Like, a miniature earthquake. Nothing is knocked over, but it can be felt. It only seems to be around the bar and adjacent buildings. Jared thinks nothing of it.