*afternoon. considering being the black knight from Monty Python and the holy grail.*
*tis but a scratch*
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
*Yep! I’ve got tattoo woman, Bríz, possibly Duan, and Flor.*
*noice! You choose which to intro then!*
A group of men, most of which are in crisp white outfits have gathered in a maintenance room. One of the men is in a hazmat suit, and is complaining loudly
Bríz watches, their eyes wide as they inspect the hazmat suit. “Excuse me,” they ask, approaching the man. “What wondrous technology is that?”
'It's a hazmat suit. It keeps you safe from harmful materials. Iago here has very kindly volunteered to wear one to search the ship's sewage system' one of the men answers.
The hazmat guy grumbles, muffled by the suit
“So… like armor?” They ask.
'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
“And… you’re planning to go into the sewer?”
'He is, yes. We're looking for someone. Say, you haven't seen him, have you? Underfed, unwashed, uncivilised feral thing, somehow got on board the ship. Greasy blond hair, pale complexion, about in his early twenties'
'Early twenties? I saw him skulking about that one time, he was definitely a teen' butts in one of the other men
“No.” Bríz says, sighing. “Very strange, though.”
'Yes, very strange indeed. Could you let us know, if you see anything? We'd like to have a little word with him, you know. And then, well, I'm sure that stowaways are fair game. Maybe, if we paid you, you could accompany Iago on his little quest. He's awfully frightened, as he would be considering how new and weak he is'
Iago sticks his middle finger up at the guy in the suit.
“Uh-I’m not used to hanging around in sewers. Not exactly my style.”
'Not mine either!' Iago calls up. 'These guys don't give me a break. Just cause I've never been able to catch and kill him. So what? Neither have they!'
'How much money would you like, to help us? I'm sure that you don't get paid enough here, and the prices on this ship are through the roof. Goes with the territory, it's not like you can shop around. Think about what that money could do. All as a reward for helping us catch a potentially dangerous man. You'd be a hero, wouldn't you?'
*afternoon. considering being the black knight from Monty Python and the holy grail.*
*An OC could also be a good option.*
*the green knight!*
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
*Yep! I’ve got tattoo woman, Bríz, possibly Duan, and Flor.*
*noice! You choose which to intro then!*
A group of men, most of which are in crisp white outfits have gathered in a maintenance room. One of the men is in a hazmat suit, and is complaining loudly
Bríz watches, their eyes wide as they inspect the hazmat suit. “Excuse me,” they ask, approaching the man. “What wondrous technology is that?”
'It's a hazmat suit. It keeps you safe from harmful materials. Iago here has very kindly volunteered to wear one to search the ship's sewage system' one of the men answers.
The hazmat guy grumbles, muffled by the suit
“So… like armor?” They ask.
'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
“And… you’re planning to go into the sewer?”
'He is, yes. We're looking for someone. Say, you haven't seen him, have you? Underfed, unwashed, uncivilised feral thing, somehow got on board the ship. Greasy blond hair, pale complexion, about in his early twenties'
'Early twenties? I saw him skulking about that one time, he was definitely a teen' butts in one of the other men
“No.” Bríz says, sighing. “Very strange, though.”
'Yes, very strange indeed. Could you let us know, if you see anything? We'd like to have a little word with him, you know. And then, well, I'm sure that stowaways are fair game. Maybe, if we paid you, you could accompany Iago on his little quest. He's awfully frightened, as he would be considering how new and weak he is'
Iago sticks his middle finger up at the guy in the suit.
“Uh-I’m not used to hanging around in sewers. Not exactly my style.”
'Not mine either!' Iago calls up. 'These guys don't give me a break. Just cause I've never been able to catch and kill him. So what? Neither have they!'
'How much money would you like, to help us? I'm sure that you don't get paid enough here, and the prices on this ship are through the roof. Goes with the territory, it's not like you can shop around. Think about what that money could do. All as a reward for helping us catch a potentially dangerous man. You'd be a hero, wouldn't you?'
“I’m not a hero.” Bríz says quickly. “But I’ll tell you if I see them.”
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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.
*Yep! I’ve got tattoo woman, Bríz, possibly Duan, and Flor.*
*noice! You choose which to intro then!*
A group of men, most of which are in crisp white outfits have gathered in a maintenance room. One of the men is in a hazmat suit, and is complaining loudly
Bríz watches, their eyes wide as they inspect the hazmat suit. “Excuse me,” they ask, approaching the man. “What wondrous technology is that?”
'It's a hazmat suit. It keeps you safe from harmful materials. Iago here has very kindly volunteered to wear one to search the ship's sewage system' one of the men answers.
The hazmat guy grumbles, muffled by the suit
“So… like armor?” They ask.
'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
“And… you’re planning to go into the sewer?”
'He is, yes. We're looking for someone. Say, you haven't seen him, have you? Underfed, unwashed, uncivilised feral thing, somehow got on board the ship. Greasy blond hair, pale complexion, about in his early twenties'
'Early twenties? I saw him skulking about that one time, he was definitely a teen' butts in one of the other men
“No.” Bríz says, sighing. “Very strange, though.”
'Yes, very strange indeed. Could you let us know, if you see anything? We'd like to have a little word with him, you know. And then, well, I'm sure that stowaways are fair game. Maybe, if we paid you, you could accompany Iago on his little quest. He's awfully frightened, as he would be considering how new and weak he is'
Iago sticks his middle finger up at the guy in the suit.
“Uh-I’m not used to hanging around in sewers. Not exactly my style.”
'Not mine either!' Iago calls up. 'These guys don't give me a break. Just cause I've never been able to catch and kill him. So what? Neither have they!'
'How much money would you like, to help us? I'm sure that you don't get paid enough here, and the prices on this ship are through the roof. Goes with the territory, it's not like you can shop around. Think about what that money could do. All as a reward for helping us catch a potentially dangerous man. You'd be a hero, wouldn't you?'
“I’m not a hero.” Bríz says quickly. “But I’ll tell you if I see them.”
'Very good. You know you're not a hero. Most people aren't so self aware. Convinced they're the good guys. You're not so delusional. Would you like a gift from us?'
He hands her a pair of sunglasses and a business card reading 'Collaborative Against Transgressive Occupiers'.
'Murder or die? I don't know, maybe for an obligate carnivore then ya right? But that's not me. What about bugs, can ya eat them?'
'Yes! Bugs! Eat bugs!'
'Ok, that's better. Deeper in the ship, ya find giant mahoosive cockroaches. That's what ya want'
'Alright! Feast on bugs!'
If the slugcat had a mouth, the Air Vent Bro thinks it would be smiling.
'How did ya even get on the ship, lil guy? Ya kinda cute, but I bet they don't like venomous slug cats here, health and safety and all'
'Got here accident. Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Instead spit out here on boat.'
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
'Murder or die? I don't know, maybe for an obligate carnivore then ya right? But that's not me. What about bugs, can ya eat them?'
'Yes! Bugs! Eat bugs!'
'Ok, that's better. Deeper in the ship, ya find giant mahoosive cockroaches. That's what ya want'
'Alright! Feast on bugs!'
If the slugcat had a mouth, the Air Vent Bro thinks it would be smiling.
'How did ya even get on the ship, lil guy? Ya kinda cute, but I bet they don't like venomous slug cats here, health and safety and all'
'Got here accident. Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Instead spit out here on boat.'
'Smart one. It's a good boat here. And if ya ever get bored, there's always the next universe to get off at'
'universe?'
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*Yep! I’ve got tattoo woman, Bríz, possibly Duan, and Flor.*
*noice! You choose which to intro then!*
A group of men, most of which are in crisp white outfits have gathered in a maintenance room. One of the men is in a hazmat suit, and is complaining loudly
Bríz watches, their eyes wide as they inspect the hazmat suit. “Excuse me,” they ask, approaching the man. “What wondrous technology is that?”
'It's a hazmat suit. It keeps you safe from harmful materials. Iago here has very kindly volunteered to wear one to search the ship's sewage system' one of the men answers.
The hazmat guy grumbles, muffled by the suit
“So… like armor?” They ask.
'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
“And… you’re planning to go into the sewer?”
'He is, yes. We're looking for someone. Say, you haven't seen him, have you? Underfed, unwashed, uncivilised feral thing, somehow got on board the ship. Greasy blond hair, pale complexion, about in his early twenties'
'Early twenties? I saw him skulking about that one time, he was definitely a teen' butts in one of the other men
“No.” Bríz says, sighing. “Very strange, though.”
'Yes, very strange indeed. Could you let us know, if you see anything? We'd like to have a little word with him, you know. And then, well, I'm sure that stowaways are fair game. Maybe, if we paid you, you could accompany Iago on his little quest. He's awfully frightened, as he would be considering how new and weak he is'
Iago sticks his middle finger up at the guy in the suit.
“Uh-I’m not used to hanging around in sewers. Not exactly my style.”
'Not mine either!' Iago calls up. 'These guys don't give me a break. Just cause I've never been able to catch and kill him. So what? Neither have they!'
'How much money would you like, to help us? I'm sure that you don't get paid enough here, and the prices on this ship are through the roof. Goes with the territory, it's not like you can shop around. Think about what that money could do. All as a reward for helping us catch a potentially dangerous man. You'd be a hero, wouldn't you?'
“I’m not a hero.” Bríz says quickly. “But I’ll tell you if I see them.”
'Very good. You know you're not a hero. Most people aren't so self aware. Convinced they're the good guys. You're not so delusional. Would you like a gift from us?'
He hands her a pair of sunglasses and a business card reading 'Collaborative Against Transgressive Occupiers'.
They take it, nodding. “Thank you. What does this mean?”
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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.
'Murder or die? I don't know, maybe for an obligate carnivore then ya right? But that's not me. What about bugs, can ya eat them?'
'Yes! Bugs! Eat bugs!'
'Ok, that's better. Deeper in the ship, ya find giant mahoosive cockroaches. That's what ya want'
'Alright! Feast on bugs!'
If the slugcat had a mouth, the Air Vent Bro thinks it would be smiling.
'How did ya even get on the ship, lil guy? Ya kinda cute, but I bet they don't like venomous slug cats here, health and safety and all'
'Got here accident. Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Instead spit out here on boat.'
'Smart one. It's a good boat here. And if ya ever get bored, there's always the next universe to get off at'
'universe?'
'Like a planet, but bigger. We travel between them.'
'Wow'
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*Yep! I’ve got tattoo woman, Bríz, possibly Duan, and Flor.*
*noice! You choose which to intro then!*
A group of men, most of which are in crisp white outfits have gathered in a maintenance room. One of the men is in a hazmat suit, and is complaining loudly
Bríz watches, their eyes wide as they inspect the hazmat suit. “Excuse me,” they ask, approaching the man. “What wondrous technology is that?”
'It's a hazmat suit. It keeps you safe from harmful materials. Iago here has very kindly volunteered to wear one to search the ship's sewage system' one of the men answers.
The hazmat guy grumbles, muffled by the suit
“So… like armor?” They ask.
'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
“And… you’re planning to go into the sewer?”
'He is, yes. We're looking for someone. Say, you haven't seen him, have you? Underfed, unwashed, uncivilised feral thing, somehow got on board the ship. Greasy blond hair, pale complexion, about in his early twenties'
'Early twenties? I saw him skulking about that one time, he was definitely a teen' butts in one of the other men
“No.” Bríz says, sighing. “Very strange, though.”
'Yes, very strange indeed. Could you let us know, if you see anything? We'd like to have a little word with him, you know. And then, well, I'm sure that stowaways are fair game. Maybe, if we paid you, you could accompany Iago on his little quest. He's awfully frightened, as he would be considering how new and weak he is'
Iago sticks his middle finger up at the guy in the suit.
“Uh-I’m not used to hanging around in sewers. Not exactly my style.”
'Not mine either!' Iago calls up. 'These guys don't give me a break. Just cause I've never been able to catch and kill him. So what? Neither have they!'
'How much money would you like, to help us? I'm sure that you don't get paid enough here, and the prices on this ship are through the roof. Goes with the territory, it's not like you can shop around. Think about what that money could do. All as a reward for helping us catch a potentially dangerous man. You'd be a hero, wouldn't you?'
“I’m not a hero.” Bríz says quickly. “But I’ll tell you if I see them.”
'Very good. You know you're not a hero. Most people aren't so self aware. Convinced they're the good guys. You're not so delusional. Would you like a gift from us?'
He hands her a pair of sunglasses and a business card reading 'Collaborative Against Transgressive Occupiers'.
They take it, nodding. “Thank you. What does this mean?”
'It means you're one of us really. Working to restore order and civilisation, and get rid of nuisances that muddy the waters. We come from all across the multiverse, but this place brought us together. United, we can work together to achieve our goals. Like one big happy family, really'
Iago curses at the speaker and gets his hand firmly stomped on
*Yep! I’ve got tattoo woman, Bríz, possibly Duan, and Flor.*
*noice! You choose which to intro then!*
A group of men, most of which are in crisp white outfits have gathered in a maintenance room. One of the men is in a hazmat suit, and is complaining loudly
Bríz watches, their eyes wide as they inspect the hazmat suit. “Excuse me,” they ask, approaching the man. “What wondrous technology is that?”
'It's a hazmat suit. It keeps you safe from harmful materials. Iago here has very kindly volunteered to wear one to search the ship's sewage system' one of the men answers.
The hazmat guy grumbles, muffled by the suit
“So… like armor?” They ask.
'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
“And… you’re planning to go into the sewer?”
'He is, yes. We're looking for someone. Say, you haven't seen him, have you? Underfed, unwashed, uncivilised feral thing, somehow got on board the ship. Greasy blond hair, pale complexion, about in his early twenties'
'Early twenties? I saw him skulking about that one time, he was definitely a teen' butts in one of the other men
“No.” Bríz says, sighing. “Very strange, though.”
'Yes, very strange indeed. Could you let us know, if you see anything? We'd like to have a little word with him, you know. And then, well, I'm sure that stowaways are fair game. Maybe, if we paid you, you could accompany Iago on his little quest. He's awfully frightened, as he would be considering how new and weak he is'
Iago sticks his middle finger up at the guy in the suit.
“Uh-I’m not used to hanging around in sewers. Not exactly my style.”
'Not mine either!' Iago calls up. 'These guys don't give me a break. Just cause I've never been able to catch and kill him. So what? Neither have they!'
'How much money would you like, to help us? I'm sure that you don't get paid enough here, and the prices on this ship are through the roof. Goes with the territory, it's not like you can shop around. Think about what that money could do. All as a reward for helping us catch a potentially dangerous man. You'd be a hero, wouldn't you?'
“I’m not a hero.” Bríz says quickly. “But I’ll tell you if I see them.”
'Very good. You know you're not a hero. Most people aren't so self aware. Convinced they're the good guys. You're not so delusional. Would you like a gift from us?'
He hands her a pair of sunglasses and a business card reading 'Collaborative Against Transgressive Occupiers'.
They take it, nodding. “Thank you. What does this mean?”
'It means you're one of us really. Working to restore order and civilisation, and get rid of nuisances that muddy the waters. We come from all across the multiverse, but this place brought us together. United, we can work together to achieve our goals. Like one big happy family, really'
Iago curses at the speaker and gets his hand firmly stomped on
Bríz nods, deep in thought. “I’ve got a few nuisances I’d like to take care of…”
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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.
*Yep! I’ve got tattoo woman, Bríz, possibly Duan, and Flor.*
*noice! You choose which to intro then!*
A group of men, most of which are in crisp white outfits have gathered in a maintenance room. One of the men is in a hazmat suit, and is complaining loudly
Bríz watches, their eyes wide as they inspect the hazmat suit. “Excuse me,” they ask, approaching the man. “What wondrous technology is that?”
'It's a hazmat suit. It keeps you safe from harmful materials. Iago here has very kindly volunteered to wear one to search the ship's sewage system' one of the men answers.
The hazmat guy grumbles, muffled by the suit
“So… like armor?” They ask.
'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
“And… you’re planning to go into the sewer?”
'He is, yes. We're looking for someone. Say, you haven't seen him, have you? Underfed, unwashed, uncivilised feral thing, somehow got on board the ship. Greasy blond hair, pale complexion, about in his early twenties'
'Early twenties? I saw him skulking about that one time, he was definitely a teen' butts in one of the other men
“No.” Bríz says, sighing. “Very strange, though.”
'Yes, very strange indeed. Could you let us know, if you see anything? We'd like to have a little word with him, you know. And then, well, I'm sure that stowaways are fair game. Maybe, if we paid you, you could accompany Iago on his little quest. He's awfully frightened, as he would be considering how new and weak he is'
Iago sticks his middle finger up at the guy in the suit.
“Uh-I’m not used to hanging around in sewers. Not exactly my style.”
'Not mine either!' Iago calls up. 'These guys don't give me a break. Just cause I've never been able to catch and kill him. So what? Neither have they!'
'How much money would you like, to help us? I'm sure that you don't get paid enough here, and the prices on this ship are through the roof. Goes with the territory, it's not like you can shop around. Think about what that money could do. All as a reward for helping us catch a potentially dangerous man. You'd be a hero, wouldn't you?'
“I’m not a hero.” Bríz says quickly. “But I’ll tell you if I see them.”
'Very good. You know you're not a hero. Most people aren't so self aware. Convinced they're the good guys. You're not so delusional. Would you like a gift from us?'
He hands her a pair of sunglasses and a business card reading 'Collaborative Against Transgressive Occupiers'.
They take it, nodding. “Thank you. What does this mean?”
'It means you're one of us really. Working to restore order and civilisation, and get rid of nuisances that muddy the waters. We come from all across the multiverse, but this place brought us together. United, we can work together to achieve our goals. Like one big happy family, really'
Iago curses at the speaker and gets his hand firmly stomped on
Bríz nods, deep in thought. “I’ve got a few nuisances I’d like to take care of…”
'Ah. Who would those be? We can be of service, certainly.'
*Yep! I’ve got tattoo woman, Bríz, possibly Duan, and Flor.*
*noice! You choose which to intro then!*
A group of men, most of which are in crisp white outfits have gathered in a maintenance room. One of the men is in a hazmat suit, and is complaining loudly
Bríz watches, their eyes wide as they inspect the hazmat suit. “Excuse me,” they ask, approaching the man. “What wondrous technology is that?”
'It's a hazmat suit. It keeps you safe from harmful materials. Iago here has very kindly volunteered to wear one to search the ship's sewage system' one of the men answers.
The hazmat guy grumbles, muffled by the suit
“So… like armor?” They ask.
'I suppose you could say that, yes. Very handy for.... our line of work. Wouldn't want poor weak Iago to get his hands dirty now, would we?'
“And… you’re planning to go into the sewer?”
'He is, yes. We're looking for someone. Say, you haven't seen him, have you? Underfed, unwashed, uncivilised feral thing, somehow got on board the ship. Greasy blond hair, pale complexion, about in his early twenties'
'Early twenties? I saw him skulking about that one time, he was definitely a teen' butts in one of the other men
“No.” Bríz says, sighing. “Very strange, though.”
'Yes, very strange indeed. Could you let us know, if you see anything? We'd like to have a little word with him, you know. And then, well, I'm sure that stowaways are fair game. Maybe, if we paid you, you could accompany Iago on his little quest. He's awfully frightened, as he would be considering how new and weak he is'
Iago sticks his middle finger up at the guy in the suit.
“Uh-I’m not used to hanging around in sewers. Not exactly my style.”
'Not mine either!' Iago calls up. 'These guys don't give me a break. Just cause I've never been able to catch and kill him. So what? Neither have they!'
'How much money would you like, to help us? I'm sure that you don't get paid enough here, and the prices on this ship are through the roof. Goes with the territory, it's not like you can shop around. Think about what that money could do. All as a reward for helping us catch a potentially dangerous man. You'd be a hero, wouldn't you?'
“I’m not a hero.” Bríz says quickly. “But I’ll tell you if I see them.”
'Very good. You know you're not a hero. Most people aren't so self aware. Convinced they're the good guys. You're not so delusional. Would you like a gift from us?'
He hands her a pair of sunglasses and a business card reading 'Collaborative Against Transgressive Occupiers'.
They take it, nodding. “Thank you. What does this mean?”
'It means you're one of us really. Working to restore order and civilisation, and get rid of nuisances that muddy the waters. We come from all across the multiverse, but this place brought us together. United, we can work together to achieve our goals. Like one big happy family, really'
Iago curses at the speaker and gets his hand firmly stomped on
Bríz nods, deep in thought. “I’ve got a few nuisances I’d like to take care of…”
'Ah. Who would those be? We can be of service, certainly.'
“They’re from my home world. I don’t think they’re on the ship… Might try and make a stop there though. Know how to influence the captain?”
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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.
*An OC could also be a good option.*
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!
*tis but a scratch*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
'Not mine either!' Iago calls up. 'These guys don't give me a break. Just cause I've never been able to catch and kill him. So what? Neither have they!'
'How much money would you like, to help us? I'm sure that you don't get paid enough here, and the prices on this ship are through the roof. Goes with the territory, it's not like you can shop around. Think about what that money could do. All as a reward for helping us catch a potentially dangerous man. You'd be a hero, wouldn't you?'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
*the green knight!*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
“I’m not a hero.” Bríz says quickly. “But I’ll tell you if I see them.”
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!
'Very good. You know you're not a hero. Most people aren't so self aware. Convinced they're the good guys. You're not so delusional. Would you like a gift from us?'
He hands her a pair of sunglasses and a business card reading 'Collaborative Against Transgressive Occupiers'.
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
*25 works?*
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
'Got here accident. Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Instead spit out here on boat.'
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
'Smart one. It's a good boat here. And if ya ever get bored, there's always the next universe to get off at'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
'universe?'
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
'Like a planet, but bigger. We travel between them.'
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*yeah, but it would be kinda hard to grab something from someone holding something in their hands and staring at it so he will notice.*
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.
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They take it, nodding. “Thank you. What does this mean?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
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'Wow'
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
'It means you're one of us really. Working to restore order and civilisation, and get rid of nuisances that muddy the waters. We come from all across the multiverse, but this place brought us together. United, we can work together to achieve our goals. Like one big happy family, really'
Iago curses at the speaker and gets his hand firmly stomped on
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Bríz nods, deep in thought. “I’ve got a few nuisances I’d like to take care of…”
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'Ah. Who would those be? We can be of service, certainly.'
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“They’re from my home world. I don’t think they’re on the ship… Might try and make a stop there though. Know how to influence the captain?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
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*quote chain cut for Bananer*
'We can influence anyone. You, for example. But yes, sure, we can do that. It's practically C.A.T.O's modus operandi'
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Hornet double dashes away, and inspects whatever it is.
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