His eye widens, and his other one almost opens, giving a glimpse of black, swirling glass for a split second. "Big, huh?" His paws are shaking again. "I always wanted to be big, but I didn't eat enough as a kid. Dad took most of the food."
"I can make you seem big but it won't last for long. More so a spell to alter you for a time."
He thinks for a second. "Thank you for offering, but it feels like it would be a band-aid solution for a... 'larger' problem, you know? Heh, I have a plan, but it's... not family-friendly. Borders on cannibalism, really." He stares off into space, blushing for a moment, before regaining focus.
His eye widens, and his other one almost opens, giving a glimpse of black, swirling glass for a split second. "Big, huh?" His paws are shaking again. "I always wanted to be big, but I didn't eat enough as a kid. Dad took most of the food."
"I can make you seem big but it won't last for long. More so a spell to alter you for a time."
He thinks for a second. "Thank you for offering, but it feels like it would be a band-aid solution for a... 'larger' problem, you know? Heh, I have a plan, but it's... not family-friendly. Borders on cannibalism, really." He stares off into space, blushing for a moment, before regaining focus.
"Ah, the taboo. Those are the sort of things people run from. Why do you chase them?"
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
He thinks for a second. "Thank you for offering, but it feels like it would be a band-aid solution for a... 'larger' problem, you know? Heh, I have a plan, but it's... not family-friendly. Borders on cannibalism, really." He stares off into space, blushing for a moment, before regaining focus.
"Ah, the taboo. Those are the sort of things people run from. Why do you chase them?"
"Ahh..." He scratches himself behind the ears. "I guess there's a sort of forbidden fruit aspect to it. I have this... passion. Monsters, spirits, demons... they scratch this itch that mundanity doesn't. I don't know where I got the itch. Maybe when I saw my dad dealing with a devil when I was 14. Maybe when I was exiled from Honkachu for showing compatibility with my ancestor, Atticus Gorta's techniques, and I had to live in some cursed woods for quite some time. No, actually, that came after my obsession with the taboo..." He rubs his coffee-stained chin.
He sees the strugel again, putting those boxes into his bag of holding. He has a bandolier loaded with shotgun shells, but no regular bullets.
'Hey, I wouldn't eat those, if I were you'
"That's nice of you to point out." He can't seem to fit the latest one in. He pulls out the mangled body of a man in a formerly white suit with a now extra-red tie. It's best I don't describe the wounds that now displace their face. It's a Cato for sure.
He sees the strugel again, putting those boxes into his bag of holding. He has a bandolier loaded with shotgun shells, but no regular bullets.
'Hey, I wouldn't eat those, if I were you'
"That's nice of you to point out." He can't seem to fit the latest one in. He pulls out the mangled body of a man in a formerly white suit with a now extra-red tie. It's best I don't describe the wounds that now displace their face. It's a Cato for sure.
'What the... You killed Marcus? Like, murdered him? Or did you find him like that?'
"That's nice of you to point out." He can't seem to fit the latest one in. He pulls out the mangled body of a man in a formerly white suit with a now extra-red tie. It's best I don't describe the wounds that now displace their face. It's a Cato for sure.
'What the... You killed Marcus? Like, murdered him? Or did you find him like that?'
"I'm assuming that he wouldn't have died if I hadn't used hallowed buckshot." He takes his weapon off his back and pulls back the slide. An empty shell pops out. "The important thing was that he didn't see me coming. You're either outcast from the group, or very bad at conveying information. Devils usually work together when it benefits them, and you chose buckshot of all things."
"That's nice of you to point out." He can't seem to fit the latest one in. He pulls out the mangled body of a man in a formerly white suit with a now extra-red tie. It's best I don't describe the wounds that now displace their face. It's a Cato for sure.
'What the... You killed Marcus? Like, murdered him? Or did you find him like that?'
"I'm assuming that he wouldn't have died if I hadn't used hallowed buckshot." He takes his weapon off his back and pulls back the slide. An empty shell pops out. "The important thing was that he didn't see me coming. You're either outcast from the group, or very bad at conveying information. Devils usually work together when it benefits them, and you chose buckshot of all things."
'Naturally. I hated the guy. Put me on sewer duty for weeks, said I was the only Cato fit for the job. I doubt he'll be missed. Next time, though, a real target. The rat guy, please.'
"I'm assuming that he wouldn't have died if I hadn't used hallowed buckshot." He takes his weapon off his back and pulls back the slide. An empty shell pops out. "The important thing was that he didn't see me coming. You're either outcast from the group, or very bad at conveying information. Devils usually work together when it benefits them, and you chose buckshot of all things."
'Naturally. I hated the guy. Put me on sewer duty for weeks, said I was the only Cato fit for the job. I doubt he'll be missed. Next time, though, a real target. The rat guy, please.'
"I can tell a fiend from a humanoid pretty easily, even the ones that are superb at hiding. Pizza Bro is chill." He puts the weapon away, not reloading it. "The good thing about you is that when you think it will benefit you, you'll take just about any route. This kill is a pretty big deal for me. Could you hold him up so I can take a good picture? Don't freak out if he twitches, holy bullets tend to hold malignant spirits in their bodies, causing them to take any damage the host receives. They're very expensive." He pulls out an old camera.
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you. They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different? NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
"I'm assuming that he wouldn't have died if I hadn't used hallowed buckshot." He takes his weapon off his back and pulls back the slide. An empty shell pops out. "The important thing was that he didn't see me coming. You're either outcast from the group, or very bad at conveying information. Devils usually work together when it benefits them, and you chose buckshot of all things."
'Naturally. I hated the guy. Put me on sewer duty for weeks, said I was the only Cato fit for the job. I doubt he'll be missed. Next time, though, a real target. The rat guy, please.'
"I can tell a fiend from a humanoid pretty easily, even the ones that are superb at hiding. Pizza Bro is chill." He puts the weapon away, not reloading it. "The good thing about you is that when you think it will benefit you, you'll take just about any route. This kill is a pretty big deal for me. Could you hold him up so I can take a good picture? Don't freak out if he twitches, holy bullets tend to hold malignant spirits in their bodies, causing them to take any damage the host receives. They're very expensive." He pulls out an old camera.
'It's a good kill. You're a good hunter. So, you've met this Pizza Bro?'
He thinks for a second. "Thank you for offering, but it feels like it would be a band-aid solution for a... 'larger' problem, you know? Heh, I have a plan, but it's... not family-friendly. Borders on cannibalism, really." He stares off into space, blushing for a moment, before regaining focus.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"Ah, the taboo. Those are the sort of things people run from. Why do you chase them?"
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
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"Ahh..." He scratches himself behind the ears. "I guess there's a sort of forbidden fruit aspect to it. I have this... passion. Monsters, spirits, demons... they scratch this itch that mundanity doesn't. I don't know where I got the itch. Maybe when I saw my dad dealing with a devil when I was 14. Maybe when I was exiled from Honkachu for showing compatibility with my ancestor, Atticus Gorta's techniques, and I had to live in some cursed woods for quite some time. No, actually, that came after my obsession with the taboo..." He rubs his coffee-stained chin.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
The hazmat guy is placing boxes marked 'Mushroom Ramen- Do Not Eat' around the ship
Linward Locke is in the main atrium of the ship
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He sees the strugel again, putting those boxes into his bag of holding. He has a bandolier loaded with shotgun shells, but no regular bullets.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
'Hey, I wouldn't eat those, if I were you'
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"That's nice of you to point out." He can't seem to fit the latest one in. He pulls out the mangled body of a man in a formerly white suit with a now extra-red tie. It's best I don't describe the wounds that now displace their face. It's a Cato for sure.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
'What the... You killed Marcus? Like, murdered him? Or did you find him like that?'
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"I'm assuming that he wouldn't have died if I hadn't used hallowed buckshot." He takes his weapon off his back and pulls back the slide. An empty shell pops out. "The important thing was that he didn't see me coming. You're either outcast from the group, or very bad at conveying information. Devils usually work together when it benefits them, and you chose buckshot of all things."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
'Naturally. I hated the guy. Put me on sewer duty for weeks, said I was the only Cato fit for the job. I doubt he'll be missed. Next time, though, a real target. The rat guy, please.'
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"I can tell a fiend from a humanoid pretty easily, even the ones that are superb at hiding. Pizza Bro is chill." He puts the weapon away, not reloading it. "The good thing about you is that when you think it will benefit you, you'll take just about any route. This kill is a pretty big deal for me. Could you hold him up so I can take a good picture? Don't freak out if he twitches, holy bullets tend to hold malignant spirits in their bodies, causing them to take any damage the host receives. They're very expensive." He pulls out an old camera.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
*Wow, i am in awe*
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you
Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you.
They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different?
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
'It's a good kill. You're a good hunter. So, you've met this Pizza Bro?'
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*anyone on to rp?*
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