"Ok, I'll take some tea, and maybe another waffle." She says, taking a seat
He chuckles, "For a dead person you have an appetite, coming right up." He says, beginning to make both.
"Heh, yeah, I do, don't I?" She says thoughtfully
After a moment he puts down some waffles and tea, "Here you go."
"Thank you." She says, taking a sip of tea
The tea is amazing, the flavor is savory and well developed, Violence goes back to cleaning "You are welcome."
She savors the tea, drinking it slowly and enjoying the taste
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"Ok, I'll take some tea, and maybe another waffle." She says, taking a seat
He chuckles, "For a dead person you have an appetite, coming right up." He says, beginning to make both.
"Heh, yeah, I do, don't I?" She says thoughtfully
After a moment he puts down some waffles and tea, "Here you go."
"Thank you." She says, taking a sip of tea
The tea is amazing, the flavor is savory and well developed, Violence goes back to cleaning "You are welcome."
She savors the tea, drinking it slowly and enjoying the taste
He eventually leans on his broom "Do you like the tea that much?"
"Yeah. It's really good! Besides, after being dead for 11 years, I certainly haven't had time to enjoy anything really"
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"Ok, I'll take some tea, and maybe another waffle." She says, taking a seat
He chuckles, "For a dead person you have an appetite, coming right up." He says, beginning to make both.
"Heh, yeah, I do, don't I?" She says thoughtfully
After a moment he puts down some waffles and tea, "Here you go."
"Thank you." She says, taking a sip of tea
The tea is amazing, the flavor is savory and well developed, Violence goes back to cleaning "You are welcome."
She savors the tea, drinking it slowly and enjoying the taste
He eventually leans on his broom "Do you like the tea that much?"
"Yeah. It's really good! Besides, after being dead for 11 years, I certainly haven't had time to enjoy anything really"
"Well I did make the tea myself, so I am happy you enjoy it. Luckily enough, most meals I made, seem to have a little dark energy within, so the... less than human can enjoy them too."
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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.'
"Ok, I'll take some tea, and maybe another waffle." She says, taking a seat
He chuckles, "For a dead person you have an appetite, coming right up." He says, beginning to make both.
"Heh, yeah, I do, don't I?" She says thoughtfully
After a moment he puts down some waffles and tea, "Here you go."
"Thank you." She says, taking a sip of tea
The tea is amazing, the flavor is savory and well developed, Violence goes back to cleaning "You are welcome."
She savors the tea, drinking it slowly and enjoying the taste
He eventually leans on his broom "Do you like the tea that much?"
"Yeah. It's really good! Besides, after being dead for 11 years, I certainly haven't had time to enjoy anything really"
"Well I did make the tea myself, so I am happy you enjoy it. Luckily enough, most meals I made, seem to have a little dark energy within, so the... less than human can enjoy them too."
"Huh... makes sense"
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"Not yet. There was this girl that I met who said they were going to pay for a motel room for me, but I don't know what ever came of that."
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"Not yet. There was this girl that I met who said they were going to pay for a motel room for me, but I don't know what ever came of that."
“If you haven’t talked with them in the past few days they are probably dead.” He says bluntly, lighting a cigarette, holding it but not smoking it.
"Eh, hopefully not, but quite possibly"
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He takes it gently. "Damn. That's an issue, but you've obviously been keeping everything in order considering I haven't heard anything from up-top about my failures. I'm proud of you. I don't think I could pull that off when I was a host." He takes a sip. "Good stuff. Better for me than pepto, too. Wait... these aren't that crushed, chopped, and dried stuff." He raises his eyebrows. "You got actual tea leaves?" He seems excited suddenly.
"You deserve the real stuff, so I give you the real stuff. Took a while to learn how to grow them, I would've gotten it to you faster otherwise." He sips a cup of coffee, the liquid going through his straw, scolding hot as it goes down his maw "Good to have you back, I have offered another job, you know the kind."
He gives Violence a pat on the back. "Ah. The Wild Hunt. Saw some folks on the Occult Anonymous Board freaking out about it. You can join in if you want, I won't mind. Well, I will, but I can hold down the fort while you're out. Also, you grew your own tea leaves? That's a bit above and beyond just to impress your manager."
“I could go out and break the people requested, but it’s too late, one is already dead, and I have no interest in prey that isn’t afraid. It was enough to impress my friend, and I do believe we are friends.” He cracks his neck, and pops his back, the sounds absolutely visceral.
*really sorry but have I missed something? When did either Iago or Roadkill Charlie die?*
He takes it gently. "Damn. That's an issue, but you've obviously been keeping everything in order considering I haven't heard anything from up-top about my failures. I'm proud of you. I don't think I could pull that off when I was a host." He takes a sip. "Good stuff. Better for me than pepto, too. Wait... these aren't that crushed, chopped, and dried stuff." He raises his eyebrows. "You got actual tea leaves?" He seems excited suddenly.
"You deserve the real stuff, so I give you the real stuff. Took a while to learn how to grow them, I would've gotten it to you faster otherwise." He sips a cup of coffee, the liquid going through his straw, scolding hot as it goes down his maw "Good to have you back, I have offered another job, you know the kind."
He gives Violence a pat on the back. "Ah. The Wild Hunt. Saw some folks on the Occult Anonymous Board freaking out about it. You can join in if you want, I won't mind. Well, I will, but I can hold down the fort while you're out. Also, you grew your own tea leaves? That's a bit above and beyond just to impress your manager."
“I could go out and break the people requested, but it’s too late, one is already dead, and I have no interest in prey that isn’t afraid. It was enough to impress my friend, and I do believe we are friends.” He cracks his neck, and pops his back, the sounds absolutely visceral.
*really sorry but have I missed something? When did either Iago or Roadkill Charlie die?*
*I think Roadkill Charlie was eaten by the Architect or something. Not sure though.*
He takes it gently. "Damn. That's an issue, but you've obviously been keeping everything in order considering I haven't heard anything from up-top about my failures. I'm proud of you. I don't think I could pull that off when I was a host." He takes a sip. "Good stuff. Better for me than pepto, too. Wait... these aren't that crushed, chopped, and dried stuff." He raises his eyebrows. "You got actual tea leaves?" He seems excited suddenly.
"You deserve the real stuff, so I give you the real stuff. Took a while to learn how to grow them, I would've gotten it to you faster otherwise." He sips a cup of coffee, the liquid going through his straw, scolding hot as it goes down his maw "Good to have you back, I have offered another job, you know the kind."
He gives Violence a pat on the back. "Ah. The Wild Hunt. Saw some folks on the Occult Anonymous Board freaking out about it. You can join in if you want, I won't mind. Well, I will, but I can hold down the fort while you're out. Also, you grew your own tea leaves? That's a bit above and beyond just to impress your manager."
“I could go out and break the people requested, but it’s too late, one is already dead, and I have no interest in prey that isn’t afraid. It was enough to impress my friend, and I do believe we are friends.” He cracks his neck, and pops his back, the sounds absolutely visceral.
*really sorry but have I missed something? When did either Iago or Roadkill Charlie die?*
*I think Roadkill Charlie was eaten by the Architect or something. Not sure though.*
*Roadkill Charlie wasn’t around at all yesterday (because I wasn’t able to be on then) so I’m pretty sure that didn’t happen.* *Roadkill Charlie will actually be showing up soon.*
He takes it gently. "Damn. That's an issue, but you've obviously been keeping everything in order considering I haven't heard anything from up-top about my failures. I'm proud of you. I don't think I could pull that off when I was a host." He takes a sip. "Good stuff. Better for me than pepto, too. Wait... these aren't that crushed, chopped, and dried stuff." He raises his eyebrows. "You got actual tea leaves?" He seems excited suddenly.
"You deserve the real stuff, so I give you the real stuff. Took a while to learn how to grow them, I would've gotten it to you faster otherwise." He sips a cup of coffee, the liquid going through his straw, scolding hot as it goes down his maw "Good to have you back, I have offered another job, you know the kind."
He gives Violence a pat on the back. "Ah. The Wild Hunt. Saw some folks on the Occult Anonymous Board freaking out about it. You can join in if you want, I won't mind. Well, I will, but I can hold down the fort while you're out. Also, you grew your own tea leaves? That's a bit above and beyond just to impress your manager."
“I could go out and break the people requested, but it’s too late, one is already dead, and I have no interest in prey that isn’t afraid. It was enough to impress my friend, and I do believe we are friends.” He cracks his neck, and pops his back, the sounds absolutely visceral.
*really sorry but have I missed something? When did either Iago or Roadkill Charlie die?*
*I think Roadkill Charlie was eaten by the Architect or something. Not sure though.*
*Roadkill Charlie wasn’t around at all yesterday (because I wasn’t able to be on then) so I’m pretty sure that didn’t happen.* *Roadkill Charlie will actually be showing up soon.*
*That would be good! What was the post that made it look like the Architect had eaten Charlie?*
He takes it gently. "Damn. That's an issue, but you've obviously been keeping everything in order considering I haven't heard anything from up-top about my failures. I'm proud of you. I don't think I could pull that off when I was a host." He takes a sip. "Good stuff. Better for me than pepto, too. Wait... these aren't that crushed, chopped, and dried stuff." He raises his eyebrows. "You got actual tea leaves?" He seems excited suddenly.
"You deserve the real stuff, so I give you the real stuff. Took a while to learn how to grow them, I would've gotten it to you faster otherwise." He sips a cup of coffee, the liquid going through his straw, scolding hot as it goes down his maw "Good to have you back, I have offered another job, you know the kind."
He gives Violence a pat on the back. "Ah. The Wild Hunt. Saw some folks on the Occult Anonymous Board freaking out about it. You can join in if you want, I won't mind. Well, I will, but I can hold down the fort while you're out. Also, you grew your own tea leaves? That's a bit above and beyond just to impress your manager."
“I could go out and break the people requested, but it’s too late, one is already dead, and I have no interest in prey that isn’t afraid. It was enough to impress my friend, and I do believe we are friends.” He cracks his neck, and pops his back, the sounds absolutely visceral.
*really sorry but have I missed something? When did either Iago or Roadkill Charlie die?*
*I think Roadkill Charlie was eaten by the Architect or something. Not sure though.*
*Roadkill Charlie wasn’t around at all yesterday (because I wasn’t able to be on then) so I’m pretty sure that didn’t happen.* *Roadkill Charlie will actually be showing up soon.*
*That would be good! What was the post that made it look like the Architect had eaten Charlie?*
*I wouldn’t know, I wasn’t on when it happened, I think it was two days ago, maybe more.*
He takes it gently. "Damn. That's an issue, but you've obviously been keeping everything in order considering I haven't heard anything from up-top about my failures. I'm proud of you. I don't think I could pull that off when I was a host." He takes a sip. "Good stuff. Better for me than pepto, too. Wait... these aren't that crushed, chopped, and dried stuff." He raises his eyebrows. "You got actual tea leaves?" He seems excited suddenly.
"You deserve the real stuff, so I give you the real stuff. Took a while to learn how to grow them, I would've gotten it to you faster otherwise." He sips a cup of coffee, the liquid going through his straw, scolding hot as it goes down his maw "Good to have you back, I have offered another job, you know the kind."
He gives Violence a pat on the back. "Ah. The Wild Hunt. Saw some folks on the Occult Anonymous Board freaking out about it. You can join in if you want, I won't mind. Well, I will, but I can hold down the fort while you're out. Also, you grew your own tea leaves? That's a bit above and beyond just to impress your manager."
“I could go out and break the people requested, but it’s too late, one is already dead, and I have no interest in prey that isn’t afraid. It was enough to impress my friend, and I do believe we are friends.” He cracks his neck, and pops his back, the sounds absolutely visceral.
*really sorry but have I missed something? When did either Iago or Roadkill Charlie die?*
*I think Roadkill Charlie was eaten by the Architect or something. Not sure though.*
*Roadkill Charlie wasn’t around at all yesterday (because I wasn’t able to be on then) so I’m pretty sure that didn’t happen.* *Roadkill Charlie will actually be showing up soon.*
*That would be good! What was the post that made it look like the Architect had eaten Charlie?*
*I wouldn’t know, I wasn’t on when it happened, I think it was two days ago, maybe more.*
She savors the tea, drinking it slowly and enjoying the taste
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
He eventually leans on his broom "Do you like the tea that much?"
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.)
"Yeah. It's really good! Besides, after being dead for 11 years, I certainly haven't had time to enjoy anything really"
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
"Well I did make the tea myself, so I am happy you enjoy it. Luckily enough, most meals I made, seem to have a little dark energy within, so the... less than human can enjoy them too."
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.)
"Huh... makes sense"
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
"Do you have a place to stay?"
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.)
"Not yet. There was this girl that I met who said they were going to pay for a motel room for me, but I don't know what ever came of that."
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
“If you haven’t talked with them in the past few days they are probably dead.” He says bluntly, lighting a cigarette, holding it but not smoking it.
"Eh, hopefully not, but quite possibly"
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
It burns slowly in his hands, held in two fingers, “It’s a likely possibility in this town.”
*really sorry but have I missed something? When did either Iago or Roadkill Charlie die?*
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*I think Roadkill Charlie was eaten by the Architect or something. Not sure though.*
*Roadkill Charlie wasn’t around at all yesterday (because I wasn’t able to be on then) so I’m pretty sure that didn’t happen.*
*Roadkill Charlie will actually be showing up soon.*
*That would be good! What was the post that made it look like the Architect had eaten Charlie?*
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*I wouldn’t know, I wasn’t on when it happened, I think it was two days ago, maybe more.*
*ok cool. I'll check into it. Wanna rp?*
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*I mean if you want to, I've got Dib and Violence still.*
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.)
The Slink is in the alleyway behind the cat cafe
Quinn is in the library, researching the occult
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The Slink suddenly feels the presence of an immense gathering of dark energy approaching them.
They hear the clicking of keys on a computer as Dib does some research of his own.
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.)
'Uhh, who's there?' The Slink tries to climb up onto the roof of the cat cafe to escape
Quinn can't help but to look at what Dib is researching
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