A tall person, with skinny limbs and pure white skin, walks out of his room. "Ow! Son of a Wyrm!" He hits his head on the doorway. "Every single time." He hunches down to get out, and stands up to his full height, about ten feet tall. "What is this place?"
*Hecc it, meet the Pure Vessel.*
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
A tall person, with skinny limbs and pure white skin, walks out of his room. "Ow! Son of a Wyrm!" He hits his head on the doorway. "Every single time." He hunches down to get out, and stands up to his full height, about ten feet tall. "What is this place?"
*Hecc it, meet the Pure Vessel.*
“I’m not sure.” Will says. “The bathhouse.”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
The boy with strawberry blonde hair, dressed in multiple layers of fine silken fabrics, takes a leisurely walk throughout the garden. It’s clear that his eyes are being obscured not just by his long, wavy hair, but also in an ornate white silk blindfold connected to a thin golden chain going around his head, under his hair. It matches his gold necklace, gold bracelets, and now that he’s out of the water, his matching golden anklets.
Damas, the doctor, is standing by the boy. “Hello there, subject-I mean, friend.”
The boy turns to look at Damascus, tilting his head quizzically. “Hm?… oh, hello there.” He says in a quiet, soothing voice. Like with what Will experienced, his voice leaves a slight ringing in his ears, and it’s hard to look directly at the boy, especially his face. Though not impossible.
Damas looks closer. “How’s are you feeling?” He pulls out a notebook.
“Okay…” he says slowly. “This place is nice.”
“Can you describe your feelings?”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
A tall person, with skinny limbs and pure white skin, walks out of his room. "Ow! Son of a Wyrm!" He hits his head on the doorway. "Every single time." He hunches down to get out, and stands up to his full height, about ten feet tall. "What is this place?"
*Hecc it, meet the Pure Vessel.*
“I’m not sure.” Will says. “The bathhouse.”
"Hmm. Why am I here?"
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(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
A tall person, with skinny limbs and pure white skin, walks out of his room. "Ow! Son of a Wyrm!" He hits his head on the doorway. "Every single time." He hunches down to get out, and stands up to his full height, about ten feet tall. "What is this place?"
*Hecc it, meet the Pure Vessel.*
“I’m not sure.” Will says. “The bathhouse.”
"Hmm. Why am I here?"
“I-I don’t know. It’s okay though. It must be.”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
The boy with strawberry blonde hair, dressed in multiple layers of fine silken fabrics, takes a leisurely walk throughout the garden. It’s clear that his eyes are being obscured not just by his long, wavy hair, but also in an ornate white silk blindfold connected to a thin golden chain going around his head, under his hair. It matches his gold necklace, gold bracelets, and now that he’s out of the water, his matching golden anklets.
Damas, the doctor, is standing by the boy. “Hello there, subject-I mean, friend.”
The boy turns to look at Damascus, tilting his head quizzically. “Hm?… oh, hello there.” He says in a quiet, soothing voice. Like with what Will experienced, his voice leaves a slight ringing in his ears, and it’s hard to look directly at the boy, especially his face. Though not impossible.
Damas looks closer. “How’s are you feeling?” He pulls out a notebook.
“Okay…” he says slowly. “This place is nice.”
“Can you describe your feelings?”
He raises an eyebrow, though it’s mostly hidden.
”at first I was just a bit… confused. But then I got used to it after a day. I… I’m happy. This place is beautiful.” He pauses, looking around absently. “Why do you ask?”
The boy with strawberry blonde hair, dressed in multiple layers of fine silken fabrics, takes a leisurely walk throughout the garden. It’s clear that his eyes are being obscured not just by his long, wavy hair, but also in an ornate white silk blindfold connected to a thin golden chain going around his head, under his hair. It matches his gold necklace, gold bracelets, and now that he’s out of the water, his matching golden anklets.
Damas, the doctor, is standing by the boy. “Hello there, subject-I mean, friend.”
The boy turns to look at Damascus, tilting his head quizzically. “Hm?… oh, hello there.” He says in a quiet, soothing voice. Like with what Will experienced, his voice leaves a slight ringing in his ears, and it’s hard to look directly at the boy, especially his face. Though not impossible.
Damas looks closer. “How’s are you feeling?” He pulls out a notebook.
“Okay…” he says slowly. “This place is nice.”
“Can you describe your feelings?”
He raises an eyebrow, though it’s mostly hidden.
”at first I was just a bit… confused. But then I got used to it after a day. I… I’m happy. This place is beautiful.” He pauses, looking around absently. “Why do you ask?”
“I’m one of the staff here. It’s my job to make sure everyone is taken care of and happy, and I have to know how you feel to do that.” He lies.
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
The boy with strawberry blonde hair, dressed in multiple layers of fine silken fabrics, takes a leisurely walk throughout the garden. It’s clear that his eyes are being obscured not just by his long, wavy hair, but also in an ornate white silk blindfold connected to a thin golden chain going around his head, under his hair. It matches his gold necklace, gold bracelets, and now that he’s out of the water, his matching golden anklets.
Damas, the doctor, is standing by the boy. “Hello there, subject-I mean, friend.”
The boy turns to look at Damascus, tilting his head quizzically. “Hm?… oh, hello there.” He says in a quiet, soothing voice. Like with what Will experienced, his voice leaves a slight ringing in his ears, and it’s hard to look directly at the boy, especially his face. Though not impossible.
Damas looks closer. “How’s are you feeling?” He pulls out a notebook.
“Okay…” he says slowly. “This place is nice.”
“Can you describe your feelings?”
He raises an eyebrow, though it’s mostly hidden.
”at first I was just a bit… confused. But then I got used to it after a day. I… I’m happy. This place is beautiful.” He pauses, looking around absently. “Why do you ask?”
“I’m one of the staff here. It’s my job to make sure everyone is taken care of and happy, and I have to know how you feel to do that.” He lies.
He stays silent for a few seconds, before shrugging and muttering an, ‘okay.’ He looks back to Damascus. “Anything else you need to know?” He picks a small flower from a Nearby plant, twirling it in his hand.
The boy with strawberry blonde hair, dressed in multiple layers of fine silken fabrics, takes a leisurely walk throughout the garden. It’s clear that his eyes are being obscured not just by his long, wavy hair, but also in an ornate white silk blindfold connected to a thin golden chain going around his head, under his hair. It matches his gold necklace, gold bracelets, and now that he’s out of the water, his matching golden anklets.
Damas, the doctor, is standing by the boy. “Hello there, subject-I mean, friend.”
The boy turns to look at Damascus, tilting his head quizzically. “Hm?… oh, hello there.” He says in a quiet, soothing voice. Like with what Will experienced, his voice leaves a slight ringing in his ears, and it’s hard to look directly at the boy, especially his face. Though not impossible.
Damas looks closer. “How’s are you feeling?” He pulls out a notebook.
“Okay…” he says slowly. “This place is nice.”
“Can you describe your feelings?”
He raises an eyebrow, though it’s mostly hidden.
”at first I was just a bit… confused. But then I got used to it after a day. I… I’m happy. This place is beautiful.” He pauses, looking around absently. “Why do you ask?”
“I’m one of the staff here. It’s my job to make sure everyone is taken care of and happy, and I have to know how you feel to do that.” He lies.
He stays silent for a few seconds, before shrugging and muttering an, ‘okay.’ He looks back to Damascus. “Anything else you need to know?” He picks a small flower from a Nearby plant, twirling it in his hand.
“Is there anything you need or would like?”
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A tall person, with skinny limbs and pure white skin, walks out of his room. "Ow! Son of a Wyrm!" He hits his head on the doorway. "Every single time." He hunches down to get out, and stands up to his full height, about ten feet tall. "What is this place?"
*Hecc it, meet the Pure Vessel.*
“I’m not sure.” Will says. “The bathhouse.”
"Hmm. Why am I here?"
“I-I don’t know. It’s okay though. It must be.”
"Okay." The person sees one of the boiling baths. "Ooh, water!" He jumps in with a gigantic splash, seemingly unaware of the boiling water he just splashed at everyone around him.
*roll for 1st-degree-burn damage*
*Also I'm trying to think of a better character than this, so once I intro a new character, can this one be taken below for experiments and just not be brought back up?*
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(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
The boy with strawberry blonde hair, dressed in multiple layers of fine silken fabrics, takes a leisurely walk throughout the garden. It’s clear that his eyes are being obscured not just by his long, wavy hair, but also in an ornate white silk blindfold connected to a thin golden chain going around his head, under his hair. It matches his gold necklace, gold bracelets, and now that he’s out of the water, his matching golden anklets.
Damas, the doctor, is standing by the boy. “Hello there, subject-I mean, friend.”
The boy turns to look at Damascus, tilting his head quizzically. “Hm?… oh, hello there.” He says in a quiet, soothing voice. Like with what Will experienced, his voice leaves a slight ringing in his ears, and it’s hard to look directly at the boy, especially his face. Though not impossible.
Damas looks closer. “How’s are you feeling?” He pulls out a notebook.
“Okay…” he says slowly. “This place is nice.”
“Can you describe your feelings?”
He raises an eyebrow, though it’s mostly hidden.
”at first I was just a bit… confused. But then I got used to it after a day. I… I’m happy. This place is beautiful.” He pauses, looking around absently. “Why do you ask?”
“I’m one of the staff here. It’s my job to make sure everyone is taken care of and happy, and I have to know how you feel to do that.” He lies.
He stays silent for a few seconds, before shrugging and muttering an, ‘okay.’ He looks back to Damascus. “Anything else you need to know?” He picks a small flower from a Nearby plant, twirling it in his hand.
“Is there anything you need or would like?”
He considers for a moment, before shaking his head. “Nah, i’m fine… what’s your name?”
A tall person, with skinny limbs and pure white skin, walks out of his room. "Ow! Son of a Wyrm!" He hits his head on the doorway. "Every single time." He hunches down to get out, and stands up to his full height, about ten feet tall. "What is this place?"
*Hecc it, meet the Pure Vessel.*
“I’m not sure.” Will says. “The bathhouse.”
"Hmm. Why am I here?"
“I-I don’t know. It’s okay though. It must be.”
"Okay." The person sees one of the boiling baths. "Ooh, water!" He jumps in with a gigantic splash, seemingly unaware of the boiling water he just splashed at everyone around him.
*roll for 1st-degree-burn damage*
*Also I'm trying to think of a better character than this, so once I intro a new character, can this one be taken below for experiments and just not be brought back up?*
Will screams as he gets burned. 6.
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
A tall person, with skinny limbs and pure white skin, walks out of his room. "Ow! Son of a Wyrm!" He hits his head on the doorway. "Every single time." He hunches down to get out, and stands up to his full height, about ten feet tall. "What is this place?"
*Hecc it, meet the Pure Vessel.*
“I’m not sure.” Will says. “The bathhouse.”
"Hmm. Why am I here?"
“I-I don’t know. It’s okay though. It must be.”
"Okay." The person sees one of the boiling baths. "Ooh, water!" He jumps in with a gigantic splash, seemingly unaware of the boiling water he just splashed at everyone around him.
*roll for 1st-degree-burn damage*
*Also I'm trying to think of a better character than this, so once I intro a new character, can this one be taken below for experiments and just not be brought back up?*
Will screams as he gets burned. Dice rolls not yet available for this section..
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
The boy with strawberry blonde hair, dressed in multiple layers of fine silken fabrics, takes a leisurely walk throughout the garden. It’s clear that his eyes are being obscured not just by his long, wavy hair, but also in an ornate white silk blindfold connected to a thin golden chain going around his head, under his hair. It matches his gold necklace, gold bracelets, and now that he’s out of the water, his matching golden anklets.
Damas, the doctor, is standing by the boy. “Hello there, subject-I mean, friend.”
The boy turns to look at Damascus, tilting his head quizzically. “Hm?… oh, hello there.” He says in a quiet, soothing voice. Like with what Will experienced, his voice leaves a slight ringing in his ears, and it’s hard to look directly at the boy, especially his face. Though not impossible.
Damas looks closer. “How’s are you feeling?” He pulls out a notebook.
“Okay…” he says slowly. “This place is nice.”
“Can you describe your feelings?”
He raises an eyebrow, though it’s mostly hidden.
”at first I was just a bit… confused. But then I got used to it after a day. I… I’m happy. This place is beautiful.” He pauses, looking around absently. “Why do you ask?”
“I’m one of the staff here. It’s my job to make sure everyone is taken care of and happy, and I have to know how you feel to do that.” He lies.
He stays silent for a few seconds, before shrugging and muttering an, ‘okay.’ He looks back to Damascus. “Anything else you need to know?” He picks a small flower from a Nearby plant, twirling it in his hand.
“Is there anything you need or would like?”
He considers for a moment, before shaking his head. “Nah, i’m fine… what’s your name?”
“Damas. And your name is…?”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
The boy with strawberry blonde hair, dressed in multiple layers of fine silken fabrics, takes a leisurely walk throughout the garden. It’s clear that his eyes are being obscured not just by his long, wavy hair, but also in an ornate white silk blindfold connected to a thin golden chain going around his head, under his hair. It matches his gold necklace, gold bracelets, and now that he’s out of the water, his matching golden anklets.
Damas, the doctor, is standing by the boy. “Hello there, subject-I mean, friend.”
The boy turns to look at Damascus, tilting his head quizzically. “Hm?… oh, hello there.” He says in a quiet, soothing voice. Like with what Will experienced, his voice leaves a slight ringing in his ears, and it’s hard to look directly at the boy, especially his face. Though not impossible.
Damas looks closer. “How’s are you feeling?” He pulls out a notebook.
“Okay…” he says slowly. “This place is nice.”
“Can you describe your feelings?”
He raises an eyebrow, though it’s mostly hidden.
”at first I was just a bit… confused. But then I got used to it after a day. I… I’m happy. This place is beautiful.” He pauses, looking around absently. “Why do you ask?”
“I’m one of the staff here. It’s my job to make sure everyone is taken care of and happy, and I have to know how you feel to do that.” He lies.
He stays silent for a few seconds, before shrugging and muttering an, ‘okay.’ He looks back to Damascus. “Anything else you need to know?” He picks a small flower from a Nearby plant, twirling it in his hand.
“Is there anything you need or would like?”
He considers for a moment, before shaking his head. “Nah, i’m fine… what’s your name?”
“Damas. And your name is…?”
“Theodosius, but Theo is fine.” He chuckles slightly. “So you’re one of the staff here? Is that what you imagined being when you were little? I’d think most people would want to stay here, not work here.” His raises his voice a little, not much, but the ringing it leaves in Damas’ ears gets more intense.
The boy with strawberry blonde hair, dressed in multiple layers of fine silken fabrics, takes a leisurely walk throughout the garden. It’s clear that his eyes are being obscured not just by his long, wavy hair, but also in an ornate white silk blindfold connected to a thin golden chain going around his head, under his hair. It matches his gold necklace, gold bracelets, and now that he’s out of the water, his matching golden anklets.
Damas, the doctor, is standing by the boy. “Hello there, subject-I mean, friend.”
The boy turns to look at Damascus, tilting his head quizzically. “Hm?… oh, hello there.” He says in a quiet, soothing voice. Like with what Will experienced, his voice leaves a slight ringing in his ears, and it’s hard to look directly at the boy, especially his face. Though not impossible.
Damas looks closer. “How’s are you feeling?” He pulls out a notebook.
“Okay…” he says slowly. “This place is nice.”
“Can you describe your feelings?”
He raises an eyebrow, though it’s mostly hidden.
”at first I was just a bit… confused. But then I got used to it after a day. I… I’m happy. This place is beautiful.” He pauses, looking around absently. “Why do you ask?”
“I’m one of the staff here. It’s my job to make sure everyone is taken care of and happy, and I have to know how you feel to do that.” He lies.
He stays silent for a few seconds, before shrugging and muttering an, ‘okay.’ He looks back to Damascus. “Anything else you need to know?” He picks a small flower from a Nearby plant, twirling it in his hand.
“Is there anything you need or would like?”
He considers for a moment, before shaking his head. “Nah, i’m fine… what’s your name?”
“Damas. And your name is…?”
“Theodosius, but Theo is fine.” He chuckles slightly. “So you’re one of the staff here? Is that what you imagined being when you were little? I’d think most people would want to stay here, not work here.” His raises his voice a little, not much, but the ringing it leaves in Damas’ ears gets more intense.
“I’m… I like the work. It’s nice. The place is nice.”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
The boy with strawberry blonde hair, dressed in multiple layers of fine silken fabrics, takes a leisurely walk throughout the garden. It’s clear that his eyes are being obscured not just by his long, wavy hair, but also in an ornate white silk blindfold connected to a thin golden chain going around his head, under his hair. It matches his gold necklace, gold bracelets, and now that he’s out of the water, his matching golden anklets.
Damas, the doctor, is standing by the boy. “Hello there, subject-I mean, friend.”
The boy turns to look at Damascus, tilting his head quizzically. “Hm?… oh, hello there.” He says in a quiet, soothing voice. Like with what Will experienced, his voice leaves a slight ringing in his ears, and it’s hard to look directly at the boy, especially his face. Though not impossible.
Damas looks closer. “How’s are you feeling?” He pulls out a notebook.
“Okay…” he says slowly. “This place is nice.”
“Can you describe your feelings?”
He raises an eyebrow, though it’s mostly hidden.
”at first I was just a bit… confused. But then I got used to it after a day. I… I’m happy. This place is beautiful.” He pauses, looking around absently. “Why do you ask?”
“I’m one of the staff here. It’s my job to make sure everyone is taken care of and happy, and I have to know how you feel to do that.” He lies.
He stays silent for a few seconds, before shrugging and muttering an, ‘okay.’ He looks back to Damascus. “Anything else you need to know?” He picks a small flower from a Nearby plant, twirling it in his hand.
“Is there anything you need or would like?”
He considers for a moment, before shaking his head. “Nah, i’m fine… what’s your name?”
“Damas. And your name is…?”
“Theodosius, but Theo is fine.” He chuckles slightly. “So you’re one of the staff here? Is that what you imagined being when you were little? I’d think most people would want to stay here, not work here.” His raises his voice a little, not much, but the ringing it leaves in Damas’ ears gets more intense.
“I’m… I like the work. It’s nice. The place is nice.”
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
HE'S BACK... AND WEIRDER THAN EVER!
“I’m not sure.” Will says. “The bathhouse.”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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“Can you describe your feelings?”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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"Hmm. Why am I here?"
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
HE'S BACK... AND WEIRDER THAN EVER!
“I-I don’t know. It’s okay though. It must be.”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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He raises an eyebrow, though it’s mostly hidden.
”at first I was just a bit… confused. But then I got used to it after a day. I… I’m happy. This place is beautiful.” He pauses, looking around absently. “Why do you ask?”
“I’m one of the staff here. It’s my job to make sure everyone is taken care of and happy, and I have to know how you feel to do that.” He lies.
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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He stays silent for a few seconds, before shrugging and muttering an, ‘okay.’ He looks back to Damascus. “Anything else you need to know?” He picks a small flower from a Nearby plant, twirling it in his hand.
“Is there anything you need or would like?”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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"Okay." The person sees one of the boiling baths. "Ooh, water!" He jumps in with a gigantic splash, seemingly unaware of the boiling water he just splashed at everyone around him.
*roll for 1st-degree-burn damage*
*Also I'm trying to think of a better character than this, so once I intro a new character, can this one be taken below for experiments and just not be brought back up?*
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
HE'S BACK... AND WEIRDER THAN EVER!
He considers for a moment, before shaking his head. “Nah, i’m fine… what’s your name?”
Will screams as he gets burned. 6.
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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“Damas. And your name is…?”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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“Theodosius, but Theo is fine.” He chuckles slightly. “So you’re one of the staff here? Is that what you imagined being when you were little? I’d think most people would want to stay here, not work here.” His raises his voice a little, not much, but the ringing it leaves in Damas’ ears gets more intense.
“I’m… I like the work. It’s nice. The place is nice.”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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*can you snip that chain please?*
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
HE'S BACK... AND WEIRDER THAN EVER!
He smiles. “Well, I guess someone has to work here. How long have you been workin’ here?”
*sorry, yep, me or Banan will do it next post*
“Only a year. I’m one of the scientists here. We… experiment on how to make people happier here. Yes, that.”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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