It nods, a weak and sickly movement. "When wearing the flesh of one near-dead, I found a fire. I enjoyed it so much that I ate the coals. The body expired shortly afterward, leading to a loss of sensation."
"Ah... that is unfortunate... Always hate it when flesh sacks you possess die. Quite annoying, innit?"
He fishes around in his backpack, before pulling out a cup of dirt and a spoon, chewing thoughtfully.
The being stares at the cup, watching each spoonful as it leaves the mug and enters the tall man's mouth. It smacks its lips, a dry, cold sound.
It nods, a weak and sickly movement. "When wearing the flesh of one near-dead, I found a fire. I enjoyed it so much that I ate the coals. The body expired shortly afterward, leading to a loss of sensation."
"Ah... that is unfortunate... Always hate it when flesh sacks you possess die. Quite annoying, innit?"
He fishes around in his backpack, before pulling out a cup of dirt and a spoon, chewing thoughtfully.
The being stares at the cup, watching each spoonful as it leaves the mug and enters the tall man's mouth. It smacks its lips, a dry, cold sound.
"What? ... Oh! My bad. How rude! Do you want some?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
The being stares at the cup, watching each spoonful as it leaves the mug and enters the tall man's mouth. It smacks its lips, a dry, cold sound.
"What? ... Oh! My bad. How rude! Do you want some?"
"Oh, I'm happy watching you eat. My form... lacks substance. I am cold and empty. Too weak to take the living, and the dead don't serve my needs. I possess those like me: half-alive and half-dead. Then and only then can I breathe, eat, sleep, drink, and feel the warmth of flesh." It shivers slightly.
The being stares at the cup, watching each spoonful as it leaves the mug and enters the tall man's mouth. It smacks its lips, a dry, cold sound.
"What? ... Oh! My bad. How rude! Do you want some?"
"Oh, I'm happy watching you eat. My form... lacks substance. I am cold and empty. Too weak to take the living, and the dead don't serve my needs. I possess those like me: half-alive and half-dead. Then and only then can I breathe, eat, sleep, drink, and feel the warmth of flesh." It shivers slightly.
"Aw. That's sad."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
"Oh, I'm happy watching you eat. My form... lacks substance. I am cold and empty. Too weak to take the living, and the dead don't serve my needs. I possess those like me: half-alive and half-dead. Then and only then can I breathe, eat, sleep, drink, and feel the warmth of flesh." It shivers slightly.
"Aw. That's sad."
It hangs its head for a second, then looks back up. One hand disappears into the darkness, then re-emerges with a large kitchen knife. "I do have... one loophole..." It stabs the knife into the table. "The one thing I can hold."
"Oh, I'm happy watching you eat. My form... lacks substance. I am cold and empty. Too weak to take the living, and the dead don't serve my needs. I possess those like me: half-alive and half-dead. Then and only then can I breathe, eat, sleep, drink, and feel the warmth of flesh." It shivers slightly.
"Aw. That's sad."
It hangs its head for a second, then looks back up. One hand disappears into the darkness, then re-emerges with a large kitchen knife. "I do have... one loophole..." It stabs the knife into the table. "The one thing I can hold."
"Oooh!" He claps excitedly.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
It hangs its head for a second, then looks back up. One hand disappears into the darkness, then re-emerges with a large kitchen knife. "I do have... one loophole..." It stabs the knife into the table. "The one thing I can hold."
"Oooh!" He claps excitedly.
It dips the tip of the knife into the dirt, then lifts it up with a tiny bit of earth on it. Then it runs its long, thin finger along the side, through the filth. The dirt is undisturbed. It taps the dirt off into the cup again. "Only for diminishing others, I'm afraid. I've learned what wounds won't kill someone quickly, and what wounds will. I've learned how to prepare food with only the blade of my knife. My greatest desire is to find a group of adventurers who will hire me, as they leave many injured, weakened beings in their wake. Beings that would happily strike a deal with me for power or freedom."
It hangs its head for a second, then looks back up. One hand disappears into the darkness, then re-emerges with a large kitchen knife. "I do have... one loophole..." It stabs the knife into the table. "The one thing I can hold."
"Oooh!" He claps excitedly.
It dips the tip of the knife into the dirt, then lifts it up with a tiny bit of earth on it. Then it runs its long, thin finger along the side, through the filth. The dirt is undisturbed. It taps the dirt off into the cup again. "Only for diminishing others, I'm afraid. I've learned what wounds won't kill someone quickly, and what wounds will. I've learned how to prepare food with only the blade of my knife. My greatest desire is to find a group of adventurers who will hire me, as they leave many injured, weakened beings in their wake. Beings that would happily strike a deal with me for power or freedom."
"... Really... I may have an opportunity for you..."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
It dips the tip of the knife into the dirt, then lifts it up with a tiny bit of earth on it. Then it runs its long, thin finger along the side, through the filth. The dirt is undisturbed. It taps the dirt off into the cup again. "Only for diminishing others, I'm afraid. I've learned what wounds won't kill someone quickly, and what wounds will. I've learned how to prepare food with only the blade of my knife. My greatest desire is to find a group of adventurers who will hire me, as they leave many injured, weakened beings in their wake. Beings that would happily strike a deal with me for power or freedom."
"... Really... I may have an opportunity for you..."
It steeples its fingers over the handle of the knife, letting the tip balance against the table. "An opportunity, you say? How generous of you... I knew the moment you approached that you were a good one. I would love to hear your offer."
"Vampire lands." He says casually. "You?"
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
The bat continues to listen, tensing slightly.
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
"This guy is vile, Niko."
"I've got other problems."
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
The bat yawns.
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
The being stares at the cup, watching each spoonful as it leaves the mug and enters the tall man's mouth. It smacks its lips, a dry, cold sound.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"What? ... Oh! My bad. How rude! Do you want some?"
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
Niko pets the bat.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
The bat nips his finger.
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
"Oh, I'm happy watching you eat. My form... lacks substance. I am cold and empty. Too weak to take the living, and the dead don't serve my needs. I possess those like me: half-alive and half-dead. Then and only then can I breathe, eat, sleep, drink, and feel the warmth of flesh." It shivers slightly.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"Aw. That's sad."
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
*her*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
*Oops! Sorry, thought that was Rascil. Nevermind, the bat purrs.
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
It hangs its head for a second, then looks back up. One hand disappears into the darkness, then re-emerges with a large kitchen knife. "I do have... one loophole..." It stabs the knife into the table. "The one thing I can hold."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"Oooh!" He claps excitedly.
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
It dips the tip of the knife into the dirt, then lifts it up with a tiny bit of earth on it. Then it runs its long, thin finger along the side, through the filth. The dirt is undisturbed. It taps the dirt off into the cup again. "Only for diminishing others, I'm afraid. I've learned what wounds won't kill someone quickly, and what wounds will. I've learned how to prepare food with only the blade of my knife. My greatest desire is to find a group of adventurers who will hire me, as they leave many injured, weakened beings in their wake. Beings that would happily strike a deal with me for power or freedom."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Niko pets it again, sighing. "Look. Maybe once I'm done with my problem, I can help you with yours."
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
"... Really... I may have an opportunity for you..."
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
The bat purrs again.
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
It steeples its fingers over the handle of the knife, letting the tip balance against the table. "An opportunity, you say? How generous of you... I knew the moment you approached that you were a good one. I would love to hear your offer."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"Ugh."
"I'm leaving." Niko says, standing up.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!