"Do you now...? You will be quite fun to experiment on..."
The being adjusts the deer skull on it's head, which has, sometime over the course of the conversation, shifted to the mask of a plague doctor, with the two antlers becoming skeletal wings erupting from the creature's head.
"A bird! I can work with a bird!"
"Can you now...? Whatever do you mean by that...?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
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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.
"Do you now...? You will be quite fun to experiment on..."
The being adjusts the deer skull on it's head, which has, sometime over the course of the conversation, shifted to the mask of a plague doctor, with the two antlers becoming skeletal wings erupting from the creature's head.
"A bird! I can work with a bird!"
"Can you now...? Whatever do you mean by that...?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
The being holds the cat up close to the beak of the mask.
"Interesting... Subject is exhibiting low intelligence levels, resorting to violence... Perhaps the denizens of this realm are a good data pool for understanding how hopelessness ravages mortal minds..."
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
He climbs up onto the stage. "Thanks, man." He holds up a pudgy paw to shake. "I'm Zach." He has that calm, somewhat dull expression that most strugels have. He also has no colored markings, which is strange given that most of his kind treat their white-as-snow fur as a canvas.
"I'm Duan!"
*Yes because I love Duan so much I'm putting him on every thread.*
"Radical." The handshake turns into a high-five, then a fist bump. "You play pretty well. You a bard?"
"Do you now...? You will be quite fun to experiment on..."
The being adjusts the deer skull on it's head, which has, sometime over the course of the conversation, shifted to the mask of a plague doctor, with the two antlers becoming skeletal wings erupting from the creature's head.
"A bird! I can work with a bird!"
"Can you now...? Whatever do you mean by that...?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
The being holds the cat up close to the beak of the mask.
"Interesting... Subject is exhibiting low intelligence levels, resorting to violence... Perhaps the denizens of this realm are a good data pool for understanding how hopelessness ravages mortal minds..."
*what does it taste like. I must know this before answering.*
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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.
He climbs up onto the stage. "Thanks, man." He holds up a pudgy paw to shake. "I'm Zach." He has that calm, somewhat dull expression that most strugels have. He also has no colored markings, which is strange given that most of his kind treat their white-as-snow fur as a canvas.
"I'm Duan!"
*Yes because I love Duan so much I'm putting him on every thread.*
"Radical." The handshake turns into a high-five, then a fist bump. "You play pretty well. You a bard?"
*Wonderful*
*I've done the same with many a character*
"Indeed I am! I also sing sometimes, and compose my own songs. It's in the art."
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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.
"Do you now...? You will be quite fun to experiment on..."
The being adjusts the deer skull on it's head, which has, sometime over the course of the conversation, shifted to the mask of a plague doctor, with the two antlers becoming skeletal wings erupting from the creature's head.
"A bird! I can work with a bird!"
"Can you now...? Whatever do you mean by that...?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
The being holds the cat up close to the beak of the mask.
"Interesting... Subject is exhibiting low intelligence levels, resorting to violence... Perhaps the denizens of this realm are a good data pool for understanding how hopelessness ravages mortal minds..."
*what does it taste like. I must know this before answering.*
*... What the manifestation of disease and death tastes like...? That's a tough one. Hmmm.... Old soap plus decaying leaves plus weird mushroom you find in the forest*
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
"Do you now...? You will be quite fun to experiment on..."
The being adjusts the deer skull on it's head, which has, sometime over the course of the conversation, shifted to the mask of a plague doctor, with the two antlers becoming skeletal wings erupting from the creature's head.
"A bird! I can work with a bird!"
"Can you now...? Whatever do you mean by that...?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
The being holds the cat up close to the beak of the mask.
"Interesting... Subject is exhibiting low intelligence levels, resorting to violence... Perhaps the denizens of this realm are a good data pool for understanding how hopelessness ravages mortal minds..."
*what does it taste like. I must know this before answering.*
*... What the manifestation of disease and death tastes like...? That's a tough one. Hmmm.... Old soap plus decaying leaves plus weird mushroom you find in the forest*
"EWWWWWWWW!" The cat yells. "I was gonna eat ya, but now I can't!"
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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.
"Do you now...? You will be quite fun to experiment on..."
The being adjusts the deer skull on it's head, which has, sometime over the course of the conversation, shifted to the mask of a plague doctor, with the two antlers becoming skeletal wings erupting from the creature's head.
"A bird! I can work with a bird!"
"Can you now...? Whatever do you mean by that...?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
The being holds the cat up close to the beak of the mask.
"Interesting... Subject is exhibiting low intelligence levels, resorting to violence... Perhaps the denizens of this realm are a good data pool for understanding how hopelessness ravages mortal minds..."
*what does it taste like. I must know this before answering.*
*... What the manifestation of disease and death tastes like...? That's a tough one. Hmmm.... Old soap plus decaying leaves plus weird mushroom you find in the forest*
"EWWWWWWWW!" The cat yells. "I was gonna eat ya, but now I can't!"
"Awwww... poor thing... Keep this up, and I may eat you instead."
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
"Do you now...? You will be quite fun to experiment on..."
The being adjusts the deer skull on it's head, which has, sometime over the course of the conversation, shifted to the mask of a plague doctor, with the two antlers becoming skeletal wings erupting from the creature's head.
"A bird! I can work with a bird!"
"Can you now...? Whatever do you mean by that...?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
The being holds the cat up close to the beak of the mask.
"Interesting... Subject is exhibiting low intelligence levels, resorting to violence... Perhaps the denizens of this realm are a good data pool for understanding how hopelessness ravages mortal minds..."
*what does it taste like. I must know this before answering.*
*... What the manifestation of disease and death tastes like...? That's a tough one. Hmmm.... Old soap plus decaying leaves plus weird mushroom you find in the forest*
"EWWWWWWWW!" The cat yells. "I was gonna eat ya, but now I can't!"
"Awwww... poor thing... Keep this up, and I may eat you instead."
"Don't you dare."
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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.
"Do you now...? You will be quite fun to experiment on..."
The being adjusts the deer skull on it's head, which has, sometime over the course of the conversation, shifted to the mask of a plague doctor, with the two antlers becoming skeletal wings erupting from the creature's head.
"A bird! I can work with a bird!"
"Can you now...? Whatever do you mean by that...?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
The being holds the cat up close to the beak of the mask.
"Interesting... Subject is exhibiting low intelligence levels, resorting to violence... Perhaps the denizens of this realm are a good data pool for understanding how hopelessness ravages mortal minds..."
*what does it taste like. I must know this before answering.*
*... What the manifestation of disease and death tastes like...? That's a tough one. Hmmm.... Old soap plus decaying leaves plus weird mushroom you find in the forest*
"EWWWWWWWW!" The cat yells. "I was gonna eat ya, but now I can't!"
"Awwww... poor thing... Keep this up, and I may eat you instead."
"Don't you dare."
"I do as I please, little cat."
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
"Radical." The handshake turns into a high-five, then a fist bump. "You play pretty well. You a bard?"
*Wonderful*
*I've done the same with many a character*
"Indeed I am! I also sing sometimes, and compose my own songs. It's in the art."
"Waow. That's pretty cool. I can't write my own music. I'm not good at it." He goes to get his glass of milk. "So, Duan, what do you do around here? Just play the lute?"
"Radical." The handshake turns into a high-five, then a fist bump. "You play pretty well. You a bard?"
*Wonderful*
*I've done the same with many a character*
"Indeed I am! I also sing sometimes, and compose my own songs. It's in the art."
"Waow. That's pretty cool. I can't write my own music. I'm not good at it." He goes to get his glass of milk. "So, Duan, what do you do around here? Just play the lute?"
"Well, there is the city... but I'm too weak to go in there. I learn stories, I tell stories, I sing songs."
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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.
"Do you now...? You will be quite fun to experiment on..."
The being adjusts the deer skull on it's head, which has, sometime over the course of the conversation, shifted to the mask of a plague doctor, with the two antlers becoming skeletal wings erupting from the creature's head.
"A bird! I can work with a bird!"
"Can you now...? Whatever do you mean by that...?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
The being holds the cat up close to the beak of the mask.
"Interesting... Subject is exhibiting low intelligence levels, resorting to violence... Perhaps the denizens of this realm are a good data pool for understanding how hopelessness ravages mortal minds..."
*what does it taste like. I must know this before answering.*
*... What the manifestation of disease and death tastes like...? That's a tough one. Hmmm.... Old soap plus decaying leaves plus weird mushroom you find in the forest*
"EWWWWWWWW!" The cat yells. "I was gonna eat ya, but now I can't!"
"Awwww... poor thing... Keep this up, and I may eat you instead."
"Don't you dare."
"I do as I please, little cat."
"Entitled (GP)s are the reason this world is so horrible you freak!"
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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.
"Do you now...? You will be quite fun to experiment on..."
The being adjusts the deer skull on it's head, which has, sometime over the course of the conversation, shifted to the mask of a plague doctor, with the two antlers becoming skeletal wings erupting from the creature's head.
"A bird! I can work with a bird!"
"Can you now...? Whatever do you mean by that...?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
The being holds the cat up close to the beak of the mask.
"Interesting... Subject is exhibiting low intelligence levels, resorting to violence... Perhaps the denizens of this realm are a good data pool for understanding how hopelessness ravages mortal minds..."
*what does it taste like. I must know this before answering.*
*... What the manifestation of disease and death tastes like...? That's a tough one. Hmmm.... Old soap plus decaying leaves plus weird mushroom you find in the forest*
"EWWWWWWWW!" The cat yells. "I was gonna eat ya, but now I can't!"
"Awwww... poor thing... Keep this up, and I may eat you instead."
"Don't you dare."
"I do as I please, little cat."
"Entitled (GP)s are the reason this world is so horrible you freak!"
"Oh... I wish I was the cause of this plague... But, sadly, that was not my work... But there are other worlds, who are in much the same predicament as yours is right now, that are that way because of me."
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
"Do you now...? You will be quite fun to experiment on..."
The being adjusts the deer skull on it's head, which has, sometime over the course of the conversation, shifted to the mask of a plague doctor, with the two antlers becoming skeletal wings erupting from the creature's head.
"A bird! I can work with a bird!"
"Can you now...? Whatever do you mean by that...?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
The being holds the cat up close to the beak of the mask.
"Interesting... Subject is exhibiting low intelligence levels, resorting to violence... Perhaps the denizens of this realm are a good data pool for understanding how hopelessness ravages mortal minds..."
*what does it taste like. I must know this before answering.*
*... What the manifestation of disease and death tastes like...? That's a tough one. Hmmm.... Old soap plus decaying leaves plus weird mushroom you find in the forest*
"EWWWWWWWW!" The cat yells. "I was gonna eat ya, but now I can't!"
"Awwww... poor thing... Keep this up, and I may eat you instead."
"Don't you dare."
"I do as I please, little cat."
"Entitled (GP)s are the reason this world is so horrible you freak!"
"Oh... I wish I was the cause of this plague... But, sadly, that was not my work... But there are other worlds, who are in much the same predicament as yours is right now, that are that way because of me."
"Booooooooooooo."
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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.
"Do you now...? You will be quite fun to experiment on..."
The being adjusts the deer skull on it's head, which has, sometime over the course of the conversation, shifted to the mask of a plague doctor, with the two antlers becoming skeletal wings erupting from the creature's head.
"A bird! I can work with a bird!"
"Can you now...? Whatever do you mean by that...?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
The being holds the cat up close to the beak of the mask.
"Interesting... Subject is exhibiting low intelligence levels, resorting to violence... Perhaps the denizens of this realm are a good data pool for understanding how hopelessness ravages mortal minds..."
*what does it taste like. I must know this before answering.*
*... What the manifestation of disease and death tastes like...? That's a tough one. Hmmm.... Old soap plus decaying leaves plus weird mushroom you find in the forest*
"EWWWWWWWW!" The cat yells. "I was gonna eat ya, but now I can't!"
"Awwww... poor thing... Keep this up, and I may eat you instead."
"Don't you dare."
"I do as I please, little cat."
"Entitled (GP)s are the reason this world is so horrible you freak!"
"Oh... I wish I was the cause of this plague... But, sadly, that was not my work... But there are other worlds, who are in much the same predicament as yours is right now, that are that way because of me."
"Booooooooooooo."
"Awwww.... ARe you sad...?"
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
"Do you now...? You will be quite fun to experiment on..."
The being adjusts the deer skull on it's head, which has, sometime over the course of the conversation, shifted to the mask of a plague doctor, with the two antlers becoming skeletal wings erupting from the creature's head.
"A bird! I can work with a bird!"
"Can you now...? Whatever do you mean by that...?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
The being holds the cat up close to the beak of the mask.
"Interesting... Subject is exhibiting low intelligence levels, resorting to violence... Perhaps the denizens of this realm are a good data pool for understanding how hopelessness ravages mortal minds..."
*what does it taste like. I must know this before answering.*
*... What the manifestation of disease and death tastes like...? That's a tough one. Hmmm.... Old soap plus decaying leaves plus weird mushroom you find in the forest*
"EWWWWWWWW!" The cat yells. "I was gonna eat ya, but now I can't!"
"Awwww... poor thing... Keep this up, and I may eat you instead."
"Don't you dare."
"I do as I please, little cat."
"Entitled (GP)s are the reason this world is so horrible you freak!"
"Oh... I wish I was the cause of this plague... But, sadly, that was not my work... But there are other worlds, who are in much the same predicament as yours is right now, that are that way because of me."
"Booooooooooooo."
"Awwww.... ARe you sad...?"
"NAw, I'm booing you!"
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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.
"Do you now...? You will be quite fun to experiment on..."
The being adjusts the deer skull on it's head, which has, sometime over the course of the conversation, shifted to the mask of a plague doctor, with the two antlers becoming skeletal wings erupting from the creature's head.
"A bird! I can work with a bird!"
"Can you now...? Whatever do you mean by that...?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
The being holds the cat up close to the beak of the mask.
"Interesting... Subject is exhibiting low intelligence levels, resorting to violence... Perhaps the denizens of this realm are a good data pool for understanding how hopelessness ravages mortal minds..."
*what does it taste like. I must know this before answering.*
*... What the manifestation of disease and death tastes like...? That's a tough one. Hmmm.... Old soap plus decaying leaves plus weird mushroom you find in the forest*
"EWWWWWWWW!" The cat yells. "I was gonna eat ya, but now I can't!"
"Awwww... poor thing... Keep this up, and I may eat you instead."
"Don't you dare."
"I do as I please, little cat."
"Entitled (GP)s are the reason this world is so horrible you freak!"
"Oh... I wish I was the cause of this plague... But, sadly, that was not my work... But there are other worlds, who are in much the same predicament as yours is right now, that are that way because of me."
"Booooooooooooo."
"Awwww.... ARe you sad...?"
"NAw, I'm booing you!"
"Well, too bad. Now, enough with this boring chatter. How would you like to be infected with a multitude of different diseases to the point where you explode into a gooey mess?"
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
"Waow. That's pretty cool. I can't write my own music. I'm not good at it." He goes to get his glass of milk. "So, Duan, what do you do around here? Just play the lute?"
"Well, there is the city... but I'm too weak to go in there. I learn stories, I tell stories, I sing songs."
His ears perk up. "Is there anything worth finding in the city?"
"Rar!" The cat bites the thing.
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!
Extended Signature!
The being holds the cat up close to the beak of the mask.
"Interesting... Subject is exhibiting low intelligence levels, resorting to violence... Perhaps the denizens of this realm are a good data pool for understanding how hopelessness ravages mortal minds..."
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 ?
"Radical." The handshake turns into a high-five, then a fist bump. "You play pretty well. You a bard?"
*Wonderful*
*I've done the same with many a character*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
*what does it taste like. I must know this before answering.*
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!
Extended Signature!
"Indeed I am! I also sing sometimes, and compose my own songs. It's in the art."
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!
Extended Signature!
*... What the manifestation of disease and death tastes like...? That's a tough one. Hmmm.... Old soap plus decaying leaves plus weird mushroom you find in the forest*
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 ?
"EWWWWWWWW!" The cat yells. "I was gonna eat ya, but now I can't!"
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!
Extended Signature!
"Awwww... poor thing... Keep this up, and I may eat you instead."
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 ?
"Don't you dare."
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!
Extended Signature!
"I do as I please, little cat."
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 ?
"Waow. That's pretty cool. I can't write my own music. I'm not good at it." He goes to get his glass of milk. "So, Duan, what do you do around here? Just play the lute?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"Well, there is the city... but I'm too weak to go in there. I learn stories, I tell stories, I sing songs."
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!
Extended Signature!
"Entitled (GP)s are the reason this world is so horrible you freak!"
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!
Extended Signature!
"Oh... I wish I was the cause of this plague... But, sadly, that was not my work... But there are other worlds, who are in much the same predicament as yours is right now, that are that way because of me."
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 ?
"Booooooooooooo."
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!
Extended Signature!
"Awwww.... ARe you 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 ?
"NAw, I'm booing 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!
Extended Signature!
"Well, too bad. Now, enough with this boring chatter. How would you like to be infected with a multitude of different diseases to the point where you explode into a gooey mess?"
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 ?
His ears perk up. "Is there anything worth finding in the city?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
*cut*
The cat sticks its tongue out.
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!
Extended Signature!