*just wondering, can I just start out my character on the ship, even in from maybe the Storage Level? Also, I guess maybe the Cthullu Mythos world? idk.*
*just wondering, can I just start out my character on the ship, even in from maybe the Storage Level? Also, I guess maybe the Cthullu Mythos world? idk.*
*Yeah totally!*
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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.
A rotund, beige slugcat is sitting in a booth inside the ship, happily munching down a plate of meat and peas.
Tge spearmaster sees the other slug cat, and scurries over.
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
The spear Master nods vigorously.
He takes a bite of steak as his ale arrives, promptly asking for another drink for the spearmaster before putting his paws together on the table in front of him.
"What brings you here, my good man?
The spearmaster politly gives the drink to Gourmand, before taking out a small needle and scratching words into the table.
"Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Spit me out here."
"...Please, not the table, it's quite nice. I once learned slugcat sign language for a deaf friend, if you know that? I found this ship on a sunken pier. They take pearls. I can't every imagine why you'd want to ascend?" He takes a bite out of a bread roll.
The spear Master scratches out another message.
"To not be in danger? To finally have peace?"
"Please, I said, stop ruining the table. I still don't understand why you want to ascend. What gift is better than the gift of life itself?"
He finishes the bread roll and takes another bite of his steak.
"Peace! The ability to meet others like us! I already did that one with you, but still."
"There's plenty of slugcats far to the west. I feel quite peaceful, adventuring, eating lots, loving my family... Sometimes I visit my two nephews. It's quite lovely as in, but that's just my opinion." He finishes the steak and quietly sips his ale.
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Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
*just wondering, can I just start out my character on the ship, even in from maybe the Storage Level? Also, I guess maybe the Cthullu Mythos world? idk.*
*Yeah totally!*
*ok cool! just need to think of something now lol*
*just wondering, can I just start out my character on the ship, even in from maybe the Storage Level? Also, I guess maybe the Cthullu Mythos world? idk.*
*Yeah totally!*
*ok cool! just need to think of something now lol*
*I believe in you cool guy*
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Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
A rotund, beige slugcat is sitting in a booth inside the ship, happily munching down a plate of meat and peas.
Tge spearmaster sees the other slug cat, and scurries over.
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
The spear Master nods vigorously.
He takes a bite of steak as his ale arrives, promptly asking for another drink for the spearmaster before putting his paws together on the table in front of him.
"What brings you here, my good man?
The spearmaster politly gives the drink to Gourmand, before taking out a small needle and scratching words into the table.
"Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Spit me out here."
"...Please, not the table, it's quite nice. I once learned slugcat sign language for a deaf friend, if you know that? I found this ship on a sunken pier. They take pearls. I can't every imagine why you'd want to ascend?" He takes a bite out of a bread roll.
The spear Master scratches out another message.
"To not be in danger? To finally have peace?"
"Please, I said, stop ruining the table. I still don't understand why you want to ascend. What gift is better than the gift of life itself?"
He finishes the bread roll and takes another bite of his steak.
"Peace! The ability to meet others like us! I already did that one with you, but still."
"There's plenty of slugcats far to the west. I feel quite peaceful, adventuring, eating lots, loving my family... Sometimes I visit my two nephews. It's quite lovely as in, but that's just my opinion." He finishes the steak and quietly sips his ale.
The spear Master freezes, ears twitching, trying to understand what Gourmand said.
"to the west"
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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.
A rotund, beige slugcat is sitting in a booth inside the ship, happily munching down a plate of meat and peas.
Tge spearmaster sees the other slug cat, and scurries over.
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
The spear Master nods vigorously.
He takes a bite of steak as his ale arrives, promptly asking for another drink for the spearmaster before putting his paws together on the table in front of him.
"What brings you here, my good man?
The spearmaster politly gives the drink to Gourmand, before taking out a small needle and scratching words into the table.
"Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Spit me out here."
"...Please, not the table, it's quite nice. I once learned slugcat sign language for a deaf friend, if you know that? I found this ship on a sunken pier. They take pearls. I can't every imagine why you'd want to ascend?" He takes a bite out of a bread roll.
The spear Master scratches out another message.
"To not be in danger? To finally have peace?"
"Please, I said, stop ruining the table. I still don't understand why you want to ascend. What gift is better than the gift of life itself?"
He finishes the bread roll and takes another bite of his steak.
"Peace! The ability to meet others like us! I already did that one with you, but still."
"There's plenty of slugcats far to the west. I feel quite peaceful, adventuring, eating lots, loving my family... Sometimes I visit my two nephews. It's quite lovely as in, but that's just my opinion." He finishes the steak and quietly sips his ale.
The spear Master freezes, ears twitching, trying to understand what Gourmand said.
"to the west"
"Yes, to the west, past the Farm Arrays, but also past the entrance deep into the earth, instead continuing west into the Outer Expanse." He finishes his ale, and asks a waiter for another steak, this time with barbecue sauce.
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Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
A rotund, beige slugcat is sitting in a booth inside the ship, happily munching down a plate of meat and peas.
Tge spearmaster sees the other slug cat, and scurries over.
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
The spear Master nods vigorously.
He takes a bite of steak as his ale arrives, promptly asking for another drink for the spearmaster before putting his paws together on the table in front of him.
"What brings you here, my good man?
The spearmaster politly gives the drink to Gourmand, before taking out a small needle and scratching words into the table.
"Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Spit me out here."
"...Please, not the table, it's quite nice. I once learned slugcat sign language for a deaf friend, if you know that? I found this ship on a sunken pier. They take pearls. I can't every imagine why you'd want to ascend?" He takes a bite out of a bread roll.
The spear Master scratches out another message.
"To not be in danger? To finally have peace?"
"Please, I said, stop ruining the table. I still don't understand why you want to ascend. What gift is better than the gift of life itself?"
He finishes the bread roll and takes another bite of his steak.
"Peace! The ability to meet others like us! I already did that one with you, but still."
"There's plenty of slugcats far to the west. I feel quite peaceful, adventuring, eating lots, loving my family... Sometimes I visit my two nephews. It's quite lovely as in, but that's just my opinion." He finishes the steak and quietly sips his ale.
The spear Master freezes, ears twitching, trying to understand what Gourmand said.
"to the west"
"Yes, to the west, past the Farm Arrays, but also past the entrance deep into the earth, instead continuing west into the Outer Expanse." He finishes his ale, and asks a waiter for another steak, this time with barbecue sauce.
"i could've just went to the west"
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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.
A rotund, beige slugcat is sitting in a booth inside the ship, happily munching down a plate of meat and peas.
Tge spearmaster sees the other slug cat, and scurries over.
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
The spear Master nods vigorously.
He takes a bite of steak as his ale arrives, promptly asking for another drink for the spearmaster before putting his paws together on the table in front of him.
"What brings you here, my good man?
The spearmaster politly gives the drink to Gourmand, before taking out a small needle and scratching words into the table.
"Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Spit me out here."
"...Please, not the table, it's quite nice. I once learned slugcat sign language for a deaf friend, if you know that? I found this ship on a sunken pier. They take pearls. I can't every imagine why you'd want to ascend?" He takes a bite out of a bread roll.
The spear Master scratches out another message.
"To not be in danger? To finally have peace?"
"Please, I said, stop ruining the table. I still don't understand why you want to ascend. What gift is better than the gift of life itself?"
He finishes the bread roll and takes another bite of his steak.
"Peace! The ability to meet others like us! I already did that one with you, but still."
"There's plenty of slugcats far to the west. I feel quite peaceful, adventuring, eating lots, loving my family... Sometimes I visit my two nephews. It's quite lovely as in, but that's just my opinion." He finishes the steak and quietly sips his ale.
The spear Master freezes, ears twitching, trying to understand what Gourmand said.
"to the west"
"Yes, to the west, past the Farm Arrays, but also past the entrance deep into the earth, instead continuing west into the Outer Expanse." He finishes his ale, and asks a waiter for another steak, this time with barbecue sauce.
"i could've just went to the west"
"The only real threats there are caramel lizards, vultures, and worm grass." He straightens the napkin he is currently using as a bib, before ordering a water.
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Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
A rotund, beige slugcat is sitting in a booth inside the ship, happily munching down a plate of meat and peas.
Tge spearmaster sees the other slug cat, and scurries over.
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
The spear Master nods vigorously.
He takes a bite of steak as his ale arrives, promptly asking for another drink for the spearmaster before putting his paws together on the table in front of him.
"What brings you here, my good man?
The spearmaster politly gives the drink to Gourmand, before taking out a small needle and scratching words into the table.
"Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Spit me out here."
"...Please, not the table, it's quite nice. I once learned slugcat sign language for a deaf friend, if you know that? I found this ship on a sunken pier. They take pearls. I can't every imagine why you'd want to ascend?" He takes a bite out of a bread roll.
The spear Master scratches out another message.
"To not be in danger? To finally have peace?"
"Please, I said, stop ruining the table. I still don't understand why you want to ascend. What gift is better than the gift of life itself?"
He finishes the bread roll and takes another bite of his steak.
"Peace! The ability to meet others like us! I already did that one with you, but still."
"There's plenty of slugcats far to the west. I feel quite peaceful, adventuring, eating lots, loving my family... Sometimes I visit my two nephews. It's quite lovely as in, but that's just my opinion." He finishes the steak and quietly sips his ale.
The spear Master freezes, ears twitching, trying to understand what Gourmand said.
"to the west"
"Yes, to the west, past the Farm Arrays, but also past the entrance deep into the earth, instead continuing west into the Outer Expanse." He finishes his ale, and asks a waiter for another steak, this time with barbecue sauce.
"i could've just went to the west"
"The only real threats there are caramel lizards, vultures, and worm grass." He straightens the napkin he is currently using as a bib, before ordering a water.
"i could've been safe with others if i just went west"
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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.
A rotund, beige slugcat is sitting in a booth inside the ship, happily munching down a plate of meat and peas.
Tge spearmaster sees the other slug cat, and scurries over.
He pauses momentarily from cutting a steak to glance as he signal for another ale.
"Hello there," he says as he clasps his three-digited paws together, "Care to sit with me?"
The spear Master nods vigorously.
He takes a bite of steak as his ale arrives, promptly asking for another drink for the spearmaster before putting his paws together on the table in front of him.
"What brings you here, my good man?
The spearmaster politly gives the drink to Gourmand, before taking out a small needle and scratching words into the table.
"Found void sea. Tried to ascend. Spit me out here."
"...Please, not the table, it's quite nice. I once learned slugcat sign language for a deaf friend, if you know that? I found this ship on a sunken pier. They take pearls. I can't every imagine why you'd want to ascend?" He takes a bite out of a bread roll.
The spear Master scratches out another message.
"To not be in danger? To finally have peace?"
"Please, I said, stop ruining the table. I still don't understand why you want to ascend. What gift is better than the gift of life itself?"
He finishes the bread roll and takes another bite of his steak.
"Peace! The ability to meet others like us! I already did that one with you, but still."
"There's plenty of slugcats far to the west. I feel quite peaceful, adventuring, eating lots, loving my family... Sometimes I visit my two nephews. It's quite lovely as in, but that's just my opinion." He finishes the steak and quietly sips his ale.
The spear Master freezes, ears twitching, trying to understand what Gourmand said.
"to the west"
"Yes, to the west, past the Farm Arrays, but also past the entrance deep into the earth, instead continuing west into the Outer Expanse." He finishes his ale, and asks a waiter for another steak, this time with barbecue sauce.
"i could've just went to the west"
"The only real threats there are caramel lizards, vultures, and worm grass." He straightens the napkin he is currently using as a bib, before ordering a water.
"i could've been safe with others if i just went west"
"Yes, you've repeated that a few times. Some inner turmoil, perhaps?" He starts cutting his steak the moment it arrives.
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Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
*just wondering, can I just start out my character on the ship, even in from maybe the Storage Level? Also, I guess maybe the Cthullu Mythos world? idk.*
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*Yeah totally!*
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!
'Sounds pretty nice. Kinda like my old home'
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"There's plenty of slugcats far to the west. I feel quite peaceful, adventuring, eating lots, loving my family... Sometimes I visit my two nephews. It's quite lovely as in, but that's just my opinion." He finishes the steak and quietly sips his ale.
Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
here's my guess who thread: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/231168-hysterical-chagrin-or-kinda-guess-who
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
"Not really. How so?"
Praise Jeff!!!!!
Ni!
Creator of the Realm of Dragons Tavern
My Extended Sig
*ok cool! just need to think of something now lol*
Treading the Threads
'Grew up in the sewers of a megacity. Lots of bugs there too.'
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"Oh. Did they try to kill you as well?"
Praise Jeff!!!!!
Ni!
Creator of the Realm of Dragons Tavern
My Extended Sig
*I believe in you cool guy*
Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
here's my guess who thread: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/231168-hysterical-chagrin-or-kinda-guess-who
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
The spear Master freezes, ears twitching, trying to understand what Gourmand said.
"to the west"
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.
'Some of them did. The real big ones. Big as small dogs, some of them. A lot of meat on them when we killed them'
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"I've fought bugs bigger than me and won. All I got from them was money."
Praise Jeff!!!!!
Ni!
Creator of the Realm of Dragons Tavern
My Extended Sig
"Yes, to the west, past the Farm Arrays, but also past the entrance deep into the earth, instead continuing west into the Outer Expanse." He finishes his ale, and asks a waiter for another steak, this time with barbecue sauce.
Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
here's my guess who thread: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/231168-hysterical-chagrin-or-kinda-guess-who
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
"i could've just went to the west"
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.
'What, ya sell the meat?'
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"No."
Praise Jeff!!!!!
Ni!
Creator of the Realm of Dragons Tavern
My Extended Sig
"The only real threats there are caramel lizards, vultures, and worm grass." He straightens the napkin he is currently using as a bib, before ordering a water.
Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
here's my guess who thread: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/231168-hysterical-chagrin-or-kinda-guess-who
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
"i could've been safe with others if i just went west"
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.
"Yes, you've repeated that a few times. Some inner turmoil, perhaps?" He starts cutting his steak the moment it arrives.
Goobertio the Endurant, dark lord of dad jokes, wielder of a thousand alts, creator of ASCII art, champion cheese devourer.
here's my guess who thread: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/231168-hysterical-chagrin-or-kinda-guess-who
Now that that's out of the way, I'm a sensitive short foodie that loves Fallout, the Dover Demon, cryptids in general, propaganda posters, and you. For more my extended sig, go here.
'They just... drop the money? That's kinda crazy'
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