"You're right." He chuckles and let his hands slide down from their drawing, smearing the chalk, "Spiders are too fed up with themselves. I can't stand arachnids." He turns to face you. "But roaches, now that's an insect I can get behind."
“Oh, now, now, that’s not very nice, is it, my dear?” They respond, as if chastising a child.
”if I weren’t simply told to torture you, I would eat you right now… dissect your little body and drink up your screams…” it says, breathing another puff of smoke towards them. It forms the shape of a skull and crossbones. ”but Alas…” they sigh, sliding their hands down the bars dramatically.
"Ick. That's nasty man. I can promise you now I'd be disgusting. I'd probably give you indigestion. But you aren't allowed to kill me, are you?" He leans back against the wall. "Who's torturing who?"
"You're right." He chuckles and let his hands slide down from their drawing, smearing the chalk, "Spiders are too fed up with themselves. I can't stand arachnids." He turns to face you. "But roaches, now that's an insect I can get behind."
“Oh, now, now, that’s not very nice, is it, my dear?” They respond, as if chastising a child.
”if I weren’t simply told to torture you, I would eat you right now… dissect your little body and drink up your screams…” it says, breathing another puff of smoke towards them. It forms the shape of a skull and crossbones. ”but Alas…” they sigh, sliding their hands down the bars dramatically.
"Ick. That's nasty man. I can promise you now I'd be disgusting. I'd probably give you indigestion. But you aren't allowed to kill me, are you?" He leans back against the wall. "Who's torturing who?"
“Oh, i’m not allowed to kill. But maiming is on the table, darling. Tell me, which one of your body parts would you miss the most?”
"You're right." He chuckles and let his hands slide down from their drawing, smearing the chalk, "Spiders are too fed up with themselves. I can't stand arachnids." He turns to face you. "But roaches, now that's an insect I can get behind."
“Oh, now, now, that’s not very nice, is it, my dear?” They respond, as if chastising a child.
”if I weren’t simply told to torture you, I would eat you right now… dissect your little body and drink up your screams…” it says, breathing another puff of smoke towards them. It forms the shape of a skull and crossbones. ”but Alas…” they sigh, sliding their hands down the bars dramatically.
"Ick. That's nasty man. I can promise you now I'd be disgusting. I'd probably give you indigestion. But you aren't allowed to kill me, are you?" He leans back against the wall. "Who's torturing who?"
“Oh, i’m not allowed to kill. But maiming is on the table, darling. Tell me, which one of your body parts would you miss the most?”
He surveys the limbs in question and hisses through his teeth, "Oooh that's hard. I'm rather attached to all of them." He laughs, "Man, that was such a dumb joke."
"You're right." He chuckles and let his hands slide down from their drawing, smearing the chalk, "Spiders are too fed up with themselves. I can't stand arachnids." He turns to face you. "But roaches, now that's an insect I can get behind."
“Oh, now, now, that’s not very nice, is it, my dear?” They respond, as if chastising a child.
”if I weren’t simply told to torture you, I would eat you right now… dissect your little body and drink up your screams…” it says, breathing another puff of smoke towards them. It forms the shape of a skull and crossbones. ”but Alas…” they sigh, sliding their hands down the bars dramatically.
"Ick. That's nasty man. I can promise you now I'd be disgusting. I'd probably give you indigestion. But you aren't allowed to kill me, are you?" He leans back against the wall. "Who's torturing who?"
“Oh, i’m not allowed to kill. But maiming is on the table, darling. Tell me, which one of your body parts would you miss the most?”
He surveys the limbs in question and hisses through his teeth, "Oooh that's hard. I'm rather attached to all of them." He laughs, "Man, that was such a dumb joke."
It chuckles as well, scratching its hands, now practically claws, against the bars.
”You are such a comedian! Ha-ha… maybe, instead, I could remove your teeth and add them to my collection?” it reaches through the bars, only constricted by its current human form.
"You're right." He chuckles and let his hands slide down from their drawing, smearing the chalk, "Spiders are too fed up with themselves. I can't stand arachnids." He turns to face you. "But roaches, now that's an insect I can get behind."
“Oh, now, now, that’s not very nice, is it, my dear?” They respond, as if chastising a child.
”if I weren’t simply told to torture you, I would eat you right now… dissect your little body and drink up your screams…” it says, breathing another puff of smoke towards them. It forms the shape of a skull and crossbones. ”but Alas…” they sigh, sliding their hands down the bars dramatically.
"Ick. That's nasty man. I can promise you now I'd be disgusting. I'd probably give you indigestion. But you aren't allowed to kill me, are you?" He leans back against the wall. "Who's torturing who?"
“Oh, i’m not allowed to kill. But maiming is on the table, darling. Tell me, which one of your body parts would you miss the most?”
He surveys the limbs in question and hisses through his teeth, "Oooh that's hard. I'm rather attached to all of them." He laughs, "Man, that was such a dumb joke."
It chuckles as well, scratching its hands, now practically claws, against the bars.
”You are such a comedian! Ha-ha… maybe, instead, I could remove your teeth and add them to my collection?” it reaches through the bars, only constricted by its current human form.
"Nuh uh, you ain't taking my mouth bones. What could that boba dude have offered everyone to get them all interested in me and my friend? If its a lifetime supply of free boba then I guess I could understand."
"You're right." He chuckles and let his hands slide down from their drawing, smearing the chalk, "Spiders are too fed up with themselves. I can't stand arachnids." He turns to face you. "But roaches, now that's an insect I can get behind."
“Oh, now, now, that’s not very nice, is it, my dear?” They respond, as if chastising a child.
”if I weren’t simply told to torture you, I would eat you right now… dissect your little body and drink up your screams…” it says, breathing another puff of smoke towards them. It forms the shape of a skull and crossbones. ”but Alas…” they sigh, sliding their hands down the bars dramatically.
"Ick. That's nasty man. I can promise you now I'd be disgusting. I'd probably give you indigestion. But you aren't allowed to kill me, are you?" He leans back against the wall. "Who's torturing who?"
“Oh, i’m not allowed to kill. But maiming is on the table, darling. Tell me, which one of your body parts would you miss the most?”
He surveys the limbs in question and hisses through his teeth, "Oooh that's hard. I'm rather attached to all of them." He laughs, "Man, that was such a dumb joke."
It chuckles as well, scratching its hands, now practically claws, against the bars.
”You are such a comedian! Ha-ha… maybe, instead, I could remove your teeth and add them to my collection?” it reaches through the bars, only constricted by its current human form.
"Nuh uh, you ain't taking my mouth bones. What could that boba dude have offered everyone to get them all interested in me and my friend? If its a lifetime supply of free boba then I guess I could understand."
“Sure… let us go with that, darling. Now, anything else you’d like to say before I drag you into one of the vents and break all of your tiny little bones?l
"You're right." He chuckles and let his hands slide down from their drawing, smearing the chalk, "Spiders are too fed up with themselves. I can't stand arachnids." He turns to face you. "But roaches, now that's an insect I can get behind."
“Oh, now, now, that’s not very nice, is it, my dear?” They respond, as if chastising a child.
”if I weren’t simply told to torture you, I would eat you right now… dissect your little body and drink up your screams…” it says, breathing another puff of smoke towards them. It forms the shape of a skull and crossbones. ”but Alas…” they sigh, sliding their hands down the bars dramatically.
"Ick. That's nasty man. I can promise you now I'd be disgusting. I'd probably give you indigestion. But you aren't allowed to kill me, are you?" He leans back against the wall. "Who's torturing who?"
“Oh, i’m not allowed to kill. But maiming is on the table, darling. Tell me, which one of your body parts would you miss the most?”
He surveys the limbs in question and hisses through his teeth, "Oooh that's hard. I'm rather attached to all of them." He laughs, "Man, that was such a dumb joke."
It chuckles as well, scratching its hands, now practically claws, against the bars.
”You are such a comedian! Ha-ha… maybe, instead, I could remove your teeth and add them to my collection?” it reaches through the bars, only constricted by its current human form.
"Nuh uh, you ain't taking my mouth bones. What could that boba dude have offered everyone to get them all interested in me and my friend? If its a lifetime supply of free boba then I guess I could understand."
“Sure… let us go with that, darling. Now, anything else you’d like to say before I drag you into one of the vents and break all of your tiny little bones?l
"Hm, how 'bout..." You feel the rush of Dark Energy as he expends a fraction of his store, "YO! OFFICER! GET THIS CREEP AWAY FROM ME!"
*He is using up some of his Dark Energy to try to break the spell on the entranced police officer. Do I need to roll anything?*
"You're right." He chuckles and let his hands slide down from their drawing, smearing the chalk, "Spiders are too fed up with themselves. I can't stand arachnids." He turns to face you. "But roaches, now that's an insect I can get behind."
“Oh, now, now, that’s not very nice, is it, my dear?” They respond, as if chastising a child.
”if I weren’t simply told to torture you, I would eat you right now… dissect your little body and drink up your screams…” it says, breathing another puff of smoke towards them. It forms the shape of a skull and crossbones. ”but Alas…” they sigh, sliding their hands down the bars dramatically.
"Ick. That's nasty man. I can promise you now I'd be disgusting. I'd probably give you indigestion. But you aren't allowed to kill me, are you?" He leans back against the wall. "Who's torturing who?"
“Oh, i’m not allowed to kill. But maiming is on the table, darling. Tell me, which one of your body parts would you miss the most?”
He surveys the limbs in question and hisses through his teeth, "Oooh that's hard. I'm rather attached to all of them." He laughs, "Man, that was such a dumb joke."
It chuckles as well, scratching its hands, now practically claws, against the bars.
”You are such a comedian! Ha-ha… maybe, instead, I could remove your teeth and add them to my collection?” it reaches through the bars, only constricted by its current human form.
"Nuh uh, you ain't taking my mouth bones. What could that boba dude have offered everyone to get them all interested in me and my friend? If its a lifetime supply of free boba then I guess I could understand."
“Sure… let us go with that, darling. Now, anything else you’d like to say before I drag you into one of the vents and break all of your tiny little bones?l
"Hm, how 'bout..." You feel the rush of Dark Energy as he expends a fraction of his store, "YO! OFFICER! GET THIS CREEP AWAY FROM ME!"
*He is using up some of his Dark Energy to try to break the spell on the entranced police officer. Do I need to roll anything?*
The Mother groans, looking over to the police officer as he snaps out of his trance. Calmly, they walk out of the station, waving goodbye to Charlie. The police officer pursues them, but soon comes back empty-handed.
"Hm, how 'bout..." You feel the rush of Dark Energy as he expends a fraction of his store, "YO! OFFICER! GET THIS CREEP AWAY FROM ME!"
*He is using up some of his Dark Energy to try to break the spell on the entranced police officer. Do I need to roll anything?*
The Mother groans, looking over to the police officer as he snaps out of his trance. Calmly, they walk out of the station, waving goodbye to Charlie. The police officer pursues them, but soon comes back empty-handed.
He grins wickedly at you as you leave, lounging in the cell like it is his private palace.
*Thanks for that interaction! I thought it was really fun. The Mother of Puppets is terrifying.*
"Hm, how 'bout..." You feel the rush of Dark Energy as he expends a fraction of his store, "YO! OFFICER! GET THIS CREEP AWAY FROM ME!"
*He is using up some of his Dark Energy to try to break the spell on the entranced police officer. Do I need to roll anything?*
The Mother groans, looking over to the police officer as he snaps out of his trance. Calmly, they walk out of the station, waving goodbye to Charlie. The police officer pursues them, but soon comes back empty-handed.
He grins wickedly at you as you leave, lounging in the cell like it is his private palace.
*Thanks for that interaction! I thought it was really fun. The Mother of Puppets is terrifying.*
*thanks as well! Good to hear that they’re scary. And that was in their mortal form. I was considering having them attack, but they wanted to learn more about Charlie first.*
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.
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.
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.
Dib is sitting in a park, a cat made entirely of liquid metal sits in his lap, purring softly as he writes in his notebook. He's got his trenchcoat and sunglasses on, his face practically completely hidden by both.
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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.'
Dib is sitting in a park, a cat made entirely of liquid metal sits in his lap, purring softly as he writes in his notebook. He's got his trenchcoat and sunglasses on, his face practically completely hidden by both.
He sees a woman in bloodstained gothic clothing tuning her flying-v guitar nearby
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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.
He sees a woman in bloodstained gothic clothing tuning her flying-v guitar nearby
He immediately runs over and sits next to them, the cat following right behind him, "Ma'am, are you dead?" He asks as if it were a completely normal question.
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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 sees a woman in bloodstained gothic clothing tuning her flying-v guitar nearby
He immediately runs over and sits next to them, the cat following right behind him, "Ma'am, are you dead?" He asks as if it were a completely normal question.
"I am, actually. How'd you guess?"
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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.
Peace, love, and death metal my friends
-Anders
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"Ick. That's nasty man. I can promise you now I'd be disgusting. I'd probably give you indigestion. But you aren't allowed to kill me, are you?" He leans back against the wall. "Who's torturing who?"
*All I got right now is Roadkill Charlie. It would probably be best if we didn't start a combat encounter at the moment though.*
Roadkill Charlie is spray painting some graffiti on the side of a train late at night.
“Oh, i’m not allowed to kill. But maiming is on the table, darling. Tell me, which one of your body parts would you miss the most?”
He surveys the limbs in question and hisses through his teeth, "Oooh that's hard. I'm rather attached to all of them." He laughs, "Man, that was such a dumb joke."
It chuckles as well, scratching its hands, now practically claws, against the bars.
”You are such a comedian! Ha-ha… maybe, instead, I could remove your teeth and add them to my collection?” it reaches through the bars, only constricted by its current human form.
"Nuh uh, you ain't taking my mouth bones. What could that boba dude have offered everyone to get them all interested in me and my friend? If its a lifetime supply of free boba then I guess I could understand."
“Sure… let us go with that, darling. Now, anything else you’d like to say before I drag you into one of the vents and break all of your tiny little bones?l
"Hm, how 'bout..." You feel the rush of Dark Energy as he expends a fraction of his store, "YO! OFFICER! GET THIS CREEP AWAY FROM ME!"
*He is using up some of his Dark Energy to try to break the spell on the entranced police officer. Do I need to roll anything?*
The Mother groans, looking over to the police officer as he snaps out of his trance. Calmly, they walk out of the station, waving goodbye to Charlie. The police officer pursues them, but soon comes back empty-handed.
He grins wickedly at you as you leave, lounging in the cell like it is his private palace.
*Thanks for that interaction! I thought it was really fun. The Mother of Puppets is terrifying.*
*thanks as well! Good to hear that they’re scary. And that was in their mortal form. I was considering having them attack, but they wanted to learn more about Charlie first.*
*hey yall*
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
*Howdy.*
*wouldst thou like to roleplay?*
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
*Of course, would you like Violence, or Dib?*
*i don't think i've met dib, so them*
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
*Of course.*
Dib is sitting in a park, a cat made entirely of liquid metal sits in his lap, purring softly as he writes in his notebook. He's got his trenchcoat and sunglasses on, his face practically completely hidden by both.
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 sees a woman in bloodstained gothic clothing tuning her flying-v guitar nearby
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 immediately runs over and sits next to them, the cat following right behind him, "Ma'am, are you dead?" He asks as if it were a completely normal question.
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.'
"I am, actually. How'd you guess?"
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