The first outbreak of the Dark Plague was a shock. It happened just after queen Rina was exiled and her nation of Io was turned into a democracy. Thankfully, the Malatti, the military of Io were ready for disaster. They quarantined the island, and nobody infected managed to get out and spread the disease. The great sorcerer Mathinuas sank the island Io was on, and the plague disappeared beneath the sea.
That’s the story you were told. But a few years ago, it became apparent that this story was a lie. The disease did escape, and the empire of Ydian has been infected with it. Many wondered why Ydian was becoming more cruel, their soldiers more powerful, and the darkness around their islands expanding.
And then Kalaros captured a soldier from Ydian and realized that the soldier was infected. They were able to get the word out of the disease before they themself got infected, but it was far too late. The largest nations had fallen, leaving only Brascia, a mountainous nation protected by the disease by its xenophobic ways, Tala, a plains island with a ruthless military, and Bronez, a forest island with many city states, some infected, some not. Other islands have survived, but they are not worth mentioning, as they do not lead the fight against the disease.
Who is worth mentioning, however, is the Shark’s Valor, a pirate ship that sails the seas, who are looking for the cure to the illness. They have excellent doctors, a strong fighting force, and accept outcasts all over the world. The only reason they are seen as pirates is due to the fact that most of the world is controlled by the disease, and they are forced to raid infected places to get supplies.
You have somehow found your way to the Shark’s Valor, as it has stopped at the small jungle island of Krata, one of the uninfected ones. The ship is massive, made of smooth wood with painted red symbols on it. It has five floors, a captain’s quarters on the top deck, and a large crew.
The first mate, Gale Lrias, stands on the deck, herding people around to do their jobs. Everyone contributes here. And now that you’ve joined the crew, you need to contribute too.
RULES
Instead of swearing, say (GP). We may be pirates, but we’re nice pirates.
Keep things appropriate, please. No gore, and no 18+ scenes. If you REALLY want to do that… do it in PMs.
Try to be respectful. Nobody likes a jerk.
Cut your quote chains! It’s a hard lesson to learn, but it must be learned.
Speak OOC like *this*
If someone tells you not to do something because it triggers them, please do not do it.
Listen to the mods! (Bananer28046, and maybe Gonzalo and all his alts.)
Remember the rules of permission, permission to attack, permission to kill, permission to romance, permission to hurt, permission to do anything sexual.
Put the name of an ocean (real or fantasy) in your first post.
No godmodding
You can make characters of any level but keep CR under 7.
THE DARK PLAGUE LORE:
The Dark Plague is spread by cuts and open wounds. Some symptoms of it include: violent tendencies, paleness, eyes turning black, loss of empathy, and a desire to cause chaos and destruction. Feel free to have infected characters, just ask before infecting anyone else. Infectees have no allegiances, they can remain allied to the Shark’s Valor and still be infected, or they can join the diseased nations. The plague does kill, but it takes years.
THE SHIP (from highest floor to lowest):
The bottom floor is the infirmary, where infected people are treated. Only doctors and infected people are allowed to go down there, and when going around the ship, infected people must not have any sharp objects.
The second floor is the storage area.
The third floor is the crew’s quarters and the training area
The fourth floor is a floor for anything, although it is generally used as a leisure floor for fun and games.
The fifth floor is the deck. It has the captain’s quarters and is the place where most on duty hang around. The captain is an old dragonborn woman with a sassy side, named Lydia Bronswift.
Welp, here's my thread. Hope y'all have fun! All races are allowed and you guys are allowed to make up islands and nations or use one of the mentioned ones. Still working on lore for those, but I'll happily give them to you. Go wild with backstory, but if it goes too far (like your character was the cause of the Dark Plague) I'll ask you to stop. I'm also hoping to have biweekly encounters that follow the storyline. Andddddd also y'all can have guns like muskets and stuff but nothing too modern.
*whoa, Naner! I'll read all the lore later *when I have more time*, but it looks cool! Ready to sail all the seas --- from Atlantic to Pacific!*
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People of all different races walk on the ship, hauling in supplies from land and bartering with people at the market. Gale Lrias watches with a nod and reports to the captain's cabin. Deep belowdecks is a young sniffling tiefling, wearing a set of pajamas and purple hair tied into a ponytail. Marny Veres was adopted by the crew of the Shark's Valor when she was only three, found as an orphan, and now it's been revealed that she was infected.
Higher abovedecks, a tabaxi with a more tigerlike form is bickering with a teenage shifter. The tabaxi is drinking a mug of beer and talking rowdily, while the shifter laughs along.
Standing at the edge of the ship is Parn the triton. He knows what's going on, but the mute one can do nothing about it. So he watches, knowing that someday, the ship will face the biggest battle yet.
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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.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
People of all different races walk on the ship, hauling in supplies from land and bartering with people at the market. Gale Lrias watches with a nod and reports to the captain's cabin. Deep belowdecks is a young sniffling tiefling, wearing a set of pajamas and purple hair tied into a ponytail. Marny Veres was adopted by the crew of the Shark's Valor when she was only three, found as an orphan, and now it's been revealed that she was infected.
Higher abovedecks, a tabaxi with a more tigerlike form is bickering with a teenage shifter. The tabaxi is drinking a mug of beer and talking rowdily, while the shifter laughs along.
Standing at the edge of the ship is Parn the triton. He knows what's going on, but the mute one can do nothing about it. So he watches, knowing that someday, the ship will face the biggest battle yet.
From the next bed over, a tall, lanky man turns to Marny, putting a hand on her arm. "It'll be alright, Marny," he says. "Things will get better, believe me.'
*He's a loved crewmember himself --- Doctor Asifghaz, known for making breakthroughs in the field of the Dark Plague. However, now that he's been infected, he feels the cold seeping intro his bones.
wes (he/him) – DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator hello darkness, my old friend you’re all really cool – know that please coming forth to rebehold the stars extended sig here, check it out!
The fiery eyes of Captain Markus Valorant shine through the dark, choppy waters of the bay, as he commands his mighty...rowboat...in circles, keeping watch for any sort of threat. But, just like every other time, he finds none. His sweat-covered brow frowns, turns, then looks back out at the waters...
"Markus! Snap out of it!" calls Millia, his crewmate --- and sister. "It won't do ye any good dreaming." After a brief pause, she adds, "Let's head on back to the ship. Maybe we can explore a bit o' this island 'fore we have to leave."
Markus sighs, and, pulling the oars, he begins to draw the...mighty...ship back towards the dock, braving the calm, warm, deceiving waters all the time. He won't let her dissuade him --- he never has before, has he?
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*OOOOHHH! IT'S HERE!!! HEHEHEH!!! Does anyone know the ocean that the mythical island of California is in? ... Does anyone know about the mythical island of California? Do I know about the mythical island of California? What's the mythical island of California?*
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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.
*OOOOHHH! IT'S HERE!!! HEHEHEH!!! Does anyone know the ocean that the mythical island of California is in? ... Does anyone know about the mythical island of California? Do I know about the mythical island of California? What's the mythical island of California?*
*What?*
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Hallo
People who aren't from here or DeviantArt might know me from various games or might know me as Dino on some of those games
I will go by these if ya wanna say something nicknames: Dinao, Diano, Or Dino
*OOOOHHH! IT'S HERE!!! HEHEHEH!!! Does anyone know the ocean that the mythical island of California is in? ... Does anyone know about the mythical island of California? Do I know about the mythical island of California? What's the mythical island of California?*
*What?*
*The mythical island of California!*
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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.
People of all different races walk on the ship, hauling in supplies from land and bartering with people at the market. Gale Lrias watches with a nod and reports to the captain's cabin. Deep belowdecks is a young sniffling tiefling, wearing a set of pajamas and purple hair tied into a ponytail. Marny Veres was adopted by the crew of the Shark's Valor when she was only three, found as an orphan, and now it's been revealed that she was infected.
Higher abovedecks, a tabaxi with a more tigerlike form is bickering with a teenage shifter. The tabaxi is drinking a mug of beer and talking rowdily, while the shifter laughs along.
Standing at the edge of the ship is Parn the triton. He knows what's going on, but the mute one can do nothing about it. So he watches, knowing that someday, the ship will face the biggest battle yet.
From the next bed over, a tall, lanky man turns to Marny, putting a hand on her arm. "It'll be alright, Marny," he says. "Things will get better, believe me.'
*He's a loved crewmember himself --- Doctor Asifghaz, known for making breakthroughs in the field of the Dark Plague. However, now that he's been infected, he feels the cold seeping intro his bones.
"I hope so..." She says, sighing. "I... I haven't felt the symptoms but I don't want to hurt anyone..."
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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.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
People of all different races walk on the ship, hauling in supplies from land and bartering with people at the market. Gale Lrias watches with a nod and reports to the captain's cabin. Deep belowdecks is a young sniffling tiefling, wearing a set of pajamas and purple hair tied into a ponytail. Marny Veres was adopted by the crew of the Shark's Valor when she was only three, found as an orphan, and now it's been revealed that she was infected.
Higher abovedecks, a tabaxi with a more tigerlike form is bickering with a teenage shifter. The tabaxi is drinking a mug of beer and talking rowdily, while the shifter laughs along.
Standing at the edge of the ship is Parn the triton. He knows what's going on, but the mute one can do nothing about it. So he watches, knowing that someday, the ship will face the biggest battle yet.
From the next bed over, a tall, lanky man turns to Marny, putting a hand on her arm. "It'll be alright, Marny," he says. "Things will get better, believe me.'
*He's a loved crewmember himself --- Doctor Asifghaz, known for making breakthroughs in the field of the Dark Plague. However, now that he's been infected, he feels the cold seeping intro his bones.
"I hope so..." She says, sighing. "I... I haven't felt the symptoms but I don't want to hurt anyone..."
"You won't. Don't worry. We'll find a cure, save you..." Here, his voice trails off as he looks off into some distant horizon, beginning to think. "...things will be alright." He lets out a wretched, hacking cough that tears through his throat, then takes a sip from the glass of water on the small bedside table. Recuperating, he turns to Marny again. "What are you thinking about?"
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Feast dances onto the ship. They wear bright red and gold clothing, a noble's costume with holes and rips and stains all over. On their head they wear a dented helmet that once belonged to a knight, but they wear no other armor. The thing that is most curious about their clothing is that it fits perfectly over their lanky, pale-scaled frame and smells like it was recently washed and perfumed.
People of all different races walk on the ship, hauling in supplies from land and bartering with people at the market. Gale Lrias watches with a nod and reports to the captain's cabin. Deep belowdecks is a young sniffling tiefling, wearing a set of pajamas and purple hair tied into a ponytail. Marny Veres was adopted by the crew of the Shark's Valor when she was only three, found as an orphan, and now it's been revealed that she was infected.
Higher abovedecks, a tabaxi with a more tigerlike form is bickering with a teenage shifter. The tabaxi is drinking a mug of beer and talking rowdily, while the shifter laughs along.
Standing at the edge of the ship is Parn the triton. He knows what's going on, but the mute one can do nothing about it. So he watches, knowing that someday, the ship will face the biggest battle yet.
From the next bed over, a tall, lanky man turns to Marny, putting a hand on her arm. "It'll be alright, Marny," he says. "Things will get better, believe me.'
*He's a loved crewmember himself --- Doctor Asifghaz, known for making breakthroughs in the field of the Dark Plague. However, now that he's been infected, he feels the cold seeping intro his bones.
"I hope so..." She says, sighing. "I... I haven't felt the symptoms but I don't want to hurt anyone..."
"You won't. Don't worry. We'll find a cure, save you..." Here, his voice trails off as he looks off into some distant horizon, beginning to think. "...things will be alright." He lets out a wretched, hacking cough that tears through his throat, then takes a sip from the glass of water on the small bedside table. Recuperating, he turns to Marny again. "What are you thinking about?"
"Not much. Gavin hasn't been able to get me any new books lately... so I've just been thinking about, well, life. Death too." She sighs. Gavin is the tigerlike tabaxi, a master swashbuckler with a soft spot for children and books. "I wonder who my parents were. I wonder if they were infected too. I wonder... well, I wonder if they're still alive. But that's okay if they're not, because I have you guys." She smiles weakly, wiping her nose on her sleeve.
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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.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
People of all different races walk on the ship, hauling in supplies from land and bartering with people at the market. Gale Lrias watches with a nod and reports to the captain's cabin. Deep belowdecks is a young sniffling tiefling, wearing a set of pajamas and purple hair tied into a ponytail. Marny Veres was adopted by the crew of the Shark's Valor when she was only three, found as an orphan, and now it's been revealed that she was infected.
Higher abovedecks, a tabaxi with a more tigerlike form is bickering with a teenage shifter. The tabaxi is drinking a mug of beer and talking rowdily, while the shifter laughs along.
Standing at the edge of the ship is Parn the triton. He knows what's going on, but the mute one can do nothing about it. So he watches, knowing that someday, the ship will face the biggest battle yet.
From the next bed over, a tall, lanky man turns to Marny, putting a hand on her arm. "It'll be alright, Marny," he says. "Things will get better, believe me.'
*He's a loved crewmember himself --- Doctor Asifghaz, known for making breakthroughs in the field of the Dark Plague. However, now that he's been infected, he feels the cold seeping intro his bones.
"I hope so..." She says, sighing. "I... I haven't felt the symptoms but I don't want to hurt anyone..."
"You won't. Don't worry. We'll find a cure, save you..." Here, his voice trails off as he looks off into some distant horizon, beginning to think. "...things will be alright." He lets out a wretched, hacking cough that tears through his throat, then takes a sip from the glass of water on the small bedside table. Recuperating, he turns to Marny again. "What are you thinking about?"
"Not much. Gavin hasn't been able to get me any new books lately... so I've just been thinking about, well, life. Death too." She sighs. Gavin is the tigerlike tabaxi, a master swashbuckler with a soft spot for children and books. "I wonder who my parents were. I wonder if they were infected too. I wonder... well, I wonder if they're still alive. But that's okay if they're not, because I have you guys." She smiles weakly, wiping her nose on her sleeve.
He smiles as well, patting her arm gently to comfort her. "I can get you some more books if you want...just tell me what you'd like. And your parents? My gut feelings have never been wrong, and my stomach says that they're alive. Now, it also says that it wants some fish, but the doctors aren't letting me have any food. But anyway, we'll find them. Reunite you with them."
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wes (he/him) – DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator hello darkness, my old friend you’re all really cool – know that please coming forth to rebehold the stars extended sig here, check it out!
People of all different races walk on the ship, hauling in supplies from land and bartering with people at the market. Gale Lrias watches with a nod and reports to the captain's cabin. Deep belowdecks is a young sniffling tiefling, wearing a set of pajamas and purple hair tied into a ponytail. Marny Veres was adopted by the crew of the Shark's Valor when she was only three, found as an orphan, and now it's been revealed that she was infected.
Higher abovedecks, a tabaxi with a more tigerlike form is bickering with a teenage shifter. The tabaxi is drinking a mug of beer and talking rowdily, while the shifter laughs along.
Standing at the edge of the ship is Parn the triton. He knows what's going on, but the mute one can do nothing about it. So he watches, knowing that someday, the ship will face the biggest battle yet.
From the next bed over, a tall, lanky man turns to Marny, putting a hand on her arm. "It'll be alright, Marny," he says. "Things will get better, believe me.'
*He's a loved crewmember himself --- Doctor Asifghaz, known for making breakthroughs in the field of the Dark Plague. However, now that he's been infected, he feels the cold seeping intro his bones.
"I hope so..." She says, sighing. "I... I haven't felt the symptoms but I don't want to hurt anyone..."
"You won't. Don't worry. We'll find a cure, save you..." Here, his voice trails off as he looks off into some distant horizon, beginning to think. "...things will be alright." He lets out a wretched, hacking cough that tears through his throat, then takes a sip from the glass of water on the small bedside table. Recuperating, he turns to Marny again. "What are you thinking about?"
"Not much. Gavin hasn't been able to get me any new books lately... so I've just been thinking about, well, life. Death too." She sighs. Gavin is the tigerlike tabaxi, a master swashbuckler with a soft spot for children and books. "I wonder who my parents were. I wonder if they were infected too. I wonder... well, I wonder if they're still alive. But that's okay if they're not, because I have you guys." She smiles weakly, wiping her nose on her sleeve.
He smiles as well, patting her arm gently to comfort her. "I can get you some more books if you want...just tell me what you'd like. And your parents? My gut feelings have never been wrong, and my stomach says that they're alive. Now, it also says that it wants some fish, but the doctors aren't letting me have any food. But anyway, we'll find them. Reunite you with them."
"Thanks... one of the doctors gave me this." She says, pulling out a stale piece of bread with a chunk of slimy fish slathered on top. The ship's bread tends to be stale-nobody there likes bread much, so it usually goes bad. "You can have it. I'm not really hungry..."
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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.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Feast dances onto the ship. They wear bright red and gold clothing, a noble's costume with holes and rips and stains all over. On their head they wear a dented helmet that once belonged to a knight, but they wear no other armor. The thing that is most curious about their clothing is that it fits perfectly over their lanky, pale-scaled frame and smells like it was recently washed and perfumed.
A few cremates glance over at them, and Gavin grins. "Hey mate! You look fun."
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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.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
The first outbreak of the Dark Plague was a shock. It happened just after queen Rina was exiled and her nation of Io was turned into a democracy. Thankfully, the Malatti, the military of Io were ready for disaster. They quarantined the island, and nobody infected managed to get out and spread the disease. The great sorcerer Mathinuas sank the island Io was on, and the plague disappeared beneath the sea.
That’s the story you were told. But a few years ago, it became apparent that this story was a lie. The disease did escape, and the empire of Ydian has been infected with it. Many wondered why Ydian was becoming more cruel, their soldiers more powerful, and the darkness around their islands expanding.
And then Kalaros captured a soldier from Ydian and realized that the soldier was infected. They were able to get the word out of the disease before they themself got infected, but it was far too late. The largest nations had fallen, leaving only Brascia, a mountainous nation protected by the disease by its xenophobic ways, Tala, a plains island with a ruthless military, and Bronez, a forest island with many city states, some infected, some not. Other islands have survived, but they are not worth mentioning, as they do not lead the fight against the disease.
Who is worth mentioning, however, is the Shark’s Valor, a pirate ship that sails the seas, who are looking for the cure to the illness. They have excellent doctors, a strong fighting force, and accept outcasts all over the world. The only reason they are seen as pirates is due to the fact that most of the world is controlled by the disease, and they are forced to raid infected places to get supplies.
You have somehow found your way to the Shark’s Valor, as it has stopped at the small jungle island of Krata, one of the uninfected ones. The ship is massive, made of smooth wood with painted red symbols on it. It has five floors, a captain’s quarters on the top deck, and a large crew.
The first mate, Gale Lrias, stands on the deck, herding people around to do their jobs. Everyone contributes here. And now that you’ve joined the crew, you need to contribute too.
RULES
Instead of swearing, say (GP). We may be pirates, but we’re nice pirates.
Keep things appropriate, please. No gore, and no 18+ scenes. If you REALLY want to do that… do it in PMs.
Try to be respectful. Nobody likes a jerk.
Cut your quote chains! It’s a hard lesson to learn, but it must be learned.
Speak OOC like *this*
If someone tells you not to do something because it triggers them, please do not do it.
Listen to the mods! (Bananer28046, and maybe Gonzalo and all his alts.)
Remember the rules of permission, permission to attack, permission to kill, permission to romance, permission to hurt, permission to do anything sexual.
Put the name of an ocean (real or fantasy) in your first post.
No godmodding
You can make characters of any level but keep CR under 7.
THE DARK PLAGUE LORE:
The Dark Plague is spread by cuts and open wounds. Some symptoms of it include: violent tendencies, paleness, eyes turning black, loss of empathy, and a desire to cause chaos and destruction. Feel free to have infected characters, just ask before infecting anyone else. Infectees have no allegiances, they can remain allied to the Shark’s Valor and still be infected, or they can join the diseased nations. The plague does kill, but it takes years.
THE SHIP (from highest floor to lowest):
The bottom floor is the infirmary, where infected people are treated. Only doctors and infected people are allowed to go down there, and when going around the ship, infected people must not have any sharp objects.
The second floor is the storage area.
The third floor is the crew’s quarters and the training area
The fourth floor is a floor for anything, although it is generally used as a leisure floor for fun and games.
The fifth floor is the deck. It has the captain’s quarters and is the place where most on duty hang around. The captain is an old dragonborn woman with a sassy side, named Lydia Bronswift.
Welp, here's my thread. Hope y'all have fun! All races are allowed and you guys are allowed to make up islands and nations or use one of the mentioned ones. Still working on lore for those, but I'll happily give them to you. Go wild with backstory, but if it goes too far (like your character was the cause of the Dark Plague) I'll ask you to stop. I'm also hoping to have biweekly encounters that follow the storyline. Andddddd also y'all can have guns like muskets and stuff but nothing too modern.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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*whoa, Naner! I'll read all the lore later *when I have more time*, but it looks cool! Ready to sail all the seas --- from Atlantic to Pacific!*
wes (he/him) – DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator
hello darkness, my old friend
you’re all really cool – know that please
coming forth to rebehold the stars
extended sig here, check it out!
*Its here!*
Hello! Call me GAYto or Mother (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenager. I have ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 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 have adopted Golden, Salem; they are my D&D children.
*I'll read this later, probably*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of BotW titles include:Beastmaster Extraordinaire,Wizened Beholder of the West Wind,Salvatore's Secret Archivist
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, Mechanicus and Realm of Dragons threads Admin of the Academy
PM me the word avocado :P
People of all different races walk on the ship, hauling in supplies from land and bartering with people at the market. Gale Lrias watches with a nod and reports to the captain's cabin. Deep belowdecks is a young sniffling tiefling, wearing a set of pajamas and purple hair tied into a ponytail. Marny Veres was adopted by the crew of the Shark's Valor when she was only three, found as an orphan, and now it's been revealed that she was infected.
Higher abovedecks, a tabaxi with a more tigerlike form is bickering with a teenage shifter. The tabaxi is drinking a mug of beer and talking rowdily, while the shifter laughs along.
Standing at the edge of the ship is Parn the triton. He knows what's going on, but the mute one can do nothing about it. So he watches, knowing that someday, the ship will face the biggest battle yet.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
*seems as mysterious as a zeppelin's crew which disappeared in the Pacific*
Hallo
People who aren't from here or DeviantArt might know me from various games or might know me as Dino on some of those games
I will go by these if ya wanna say something nicknames: Dinao, Diano, Or Dino
'tis all
:p
From the next bed over, a tall, lanky man turns to Marny, putting a hand on her arm. "It'll be alright, Marny," he says. "Things will get better, believe me.'
*He's a loved crewmember himself --- Doctor Asifghaz, known for making breakthroughs in the field of the Dark Plague. However, now that he's been infected, he feels the cold seeping intro his bones.
wes (he/him) – DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator
hello darkness, my old friend
you’re all really cool – know that please
coming forth to rebehold the stars
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The fiery eyes of Captain Markus Valorant shine through the dark, choppy waters of the bay, as he commands his mighty...rowboat...in circles, keeping watch for any sort of threat. But, just like every other time, he finds none. His sweat-covered brow frowns, turns, then looks back out at the waters...
"Markus! Snap out of it!" calls Millia, his crewmate --- and sister. "It won't do ye any good dreaming." After a brief pause, she adds, "Let's head on back to the ship. Maybe we can explore a bit o' this island 'fore we have to leave."
Markus sighs, and, pulling the oars, he begins to draw the...mighty...ship back towards the dock, braving the calm, warm, deceiving waters all the time. He won't let her dissuade him --- he never has before, has he?
wes (he/him) – DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator
hello darkness, my old friend
you’re all really cool – know that please
coming forth to rebehold the stars
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*Do you mind if I bring Feast here?*
*This seems a lot warmer than the Arctic Ocean*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*OOOOHHH! IT'S HERE!!! HEHEHEH!!! Does anyone know the ocean that the mythical island of California is in? ... Does anyone know about the mythical island of California? Do I know about the mythical island of California? What's the mythical island of California?*
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 ?
*What?*
Hallo
People who aren't from here or DeviantArt might know me from various games or might know me as Dino on some of those games
I will go by these if ya wanna say something nicknames: Dinao, Diano, Or Dino
'tis all
:p
*The mythical island of California!*
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 ?
"I hope so..." She says, sighing. "I... I haven't felt the symptoms but I don't want to hurt anyone..."
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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*Totally don't mind!*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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"You won't. Don't worry. We'll find a cure, save you..." Here, his voice trails off as he looks off into some distant horizon, beginning to think. "...things will be alright." He lets out a wretched, hacking cough that tears through his throat, then takes a sip from the glass of water on the small bedside table. Recuperating, he turns to Marny again. "What are you thinking about?"
wes (he/him) – DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator
hello darkness, my old friend
you’re all really cool – know that please
coming forth to rebehold the stars
extended sig here, check it out!
Feast dances onto the ship. They wear bright red and gold clothing, a noble's costume with holes and rips and stains all over. On their head they wear a dented helmet that once belonged to a knight, but they wear no other armor. The thing that is most curious about their clothing is that it fits perfectly over their lanky, pale-scaled frame and smells like it was recently washed and perfumed.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Not much. Gavin hasn't been able to get me any new books lately... so I've just been thinking about, well, life. Death too." She sighs. Gavin is the tigerlike tabaxi, a master swashbuckler with a soft spot for children and books. "I wonder who my parents were. I wonder if they were infected too. I wonder... well, I wonder if they're still alive. But that's okay if they're not, because I have you guys." She smiles weakly, wiping her nose on her sleeve.
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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He smiles as well, patting her arm gently to comfort her. "I can get you some more books if you want...just tell me what you'd like. And your parents? My gut feelings have never been wrong, and my stomach says that they're alive. Now, it also says that it wants some fish, but the doctors aren't letting me have any food. But anyway, we'll find them. Reunite you with them."
wes (he/him) – DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator
hello darkness, my old friend
you’re all really cool – know that please
coming forth to rebehold the stars
extended sig here, check it out!
"Thanks... one of the doctors gave me this." She says, pulling out a stale piece of bread with a chunk of slimy fish slathered on top. The ship's bread tends to be stale-nobody there likes bread much, so it usually goes bad. "You can have it. I'm not really hungry..."
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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A few cremates glance over at them, and Gavin grins. "Hey mate! You look fun."
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!