A orange tiefling with red hair, and a mangenta and white onesie with out a hood is begging for money in the street. “Spare change! Spare food!”
A cough, and a man ---- no, two men, one shadowing the other, step out of the crowd. The first bends down. With a face that has slightly retained its baby fat, glasses askew, complete with carrot-hued frizzy hair, he looks the tiefling in the eyes. "Hm," he says, turning to the other, who whispers in his ear.
"Boss tells me that he will give you spare change. But he wants to know what you're doing out here." He speaks, but in a disjointed, somewhat scatterbrained voice that makes you wonder just what he's doing working for this other man.
“Well I’m begging.” She says in a confused voice. “Should I not be here? If not I can leave.” She Quickly stands up, fear flashing through her eyes.
The boy turns back to his boss, then extends a hand. On the palm, two gleaming coppers sit. "Boss just wants to know why you're out here, that's all. You're fine." He fixes his glasses, then digs through his pocket. "Boss says he can give you more if you tell him."
They look confused. “I’m begging. That’s all there is to it.” She reaches out to the hand then to take the copper, but pauses before grabbing them.
The man retreats his arm. "Boss wants to know if you'd like a job, is all. A way to make good money."
“I uh… okay I’ll do it.” She looks happy. then she weekly adds “do I need any prior experience? Since unless if it’s polishing armor, and being used as target practice, then I probably have none.”
*can I make a investigation check on the boss.
*Yeah! Super sorry I disappeared there, that's on me.*
"Boss wants to know if you are a good climber," the man replies, but there appears to be some disagreement in the ranks ---- the boss begins to shake the man back and forth, all while muttering something into his ear. "Sorry. Boss wants to know if you can steal. He has told me 'no lies'."
The boss lets go of his translator, then smiles ---- a huge, cartoonish grin, showing all of his large teeth (and an empty space where one should be).
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Build us a door And rest here with me Lights are on But nobody's home... extended sig
A orange tiefling with red hair, and a mangenta and white onesie with out a hood is begging for money in the street. “Spare change! Spare food!”
A cough, and a man ---- no, two men, one shadowing the other, step out of the crowd. The first bends down. With a face that has slightly retained its baby fat, glasses askew, complete with carrot-hued frizzy hair, he looks the tiefling in the eyes. "Hm," he says, turning to the other, who whispers in his ear.
"Boss tells me that he will give you spare change. But he wants to know what you're doing out here." He speaks, but in a disjointed, somewhat scatterbrained voice that makes you wonder just what he's doing working for this other man.
“Well I’m begging.” She says in a confused voice. “Should I not be here? If not I can leave.” She Quickly stands up, fear flashing through her eyes.
The boy turns back to his boss, then extends a hand. On the palm, two gleaming coppers sit. "Boss just wants to know why you're out here, that's all. You're fine." He fixes his glasses, then digs through his pocket. "Boss says he can give you more if you tell him."
They look confused. “I’m begging. That’s all there is to it.” She reaches out to the hand then to take the copper, but pauses before grabbing them.
The man retreats his arm. "Boss wants to know if you'd like a job, is all. A way to make good money."
“I uh… okay I’ll do it.” She looks happy. then she weekly adds “do I need any prior experience? Since unless if it’s polishing armor, and being used as target practice, then I probably have none.”
*can I make a investigation check on the boss.
*Yeah! Super sorry I disappeared there, that's on me.*
"Boss wants to know if you are a good climber," the man replies, but there appears to be some disagreement in the ranks ---- the boss begins to shake the man back and forth, all while muttering something into his ear. "Sorry. Boss wants to know if you can steal. He has told me 'no lies'."
The boss lets go of his translator, then smiles ---- a huge, cartoonish grin, showing all of his large teeth (and an empty space where one should be).
“Oh I know how to steal!” She says. “ that’s how I escaped! So should I call you boss?” She asks to the boss. “Or a different name?”
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
A orange tiefling with red hair, and a mangenta and white onesie with out a hood is begging for money in the street. “Spare change! Spare food!”
A cough, and a man ---- no, two men, one shadowing the other, step out of the crowd. The first bends down. With a face that has slightly retained its baby fat, glasses askew, complete with carrot-hued frizzy hair, he looks the tiefling in the eyes. "Hm," he says, turning to the other, who whispers in his ear.
"Boss tells me that he will give you spare change. But he wants to know what you're doing out here." He speaks, but in a disjointed, somewhat scatterbrained voice that makes you wonder just what he's doing working for this other man.
“Well I’m begging.” She says in a confused voice. “Should I not be here? If not I can leave.” She Quickly stands up, fear flashing through her eyes.
The boy turns back to his boss, then extends a hand. On the palm, two gleaming coppers sit. "Boss just wants to know why you're out here, that's all. You're fine." He fixes his glasses, then digs through his pocket. "Boss says he can give you more if you tell him."
They look confused. “I’m begging. That’s all there is to it.” She reaches out to the hand then to take the copper, but pauses before grabbing them.
The man retreats his arm. "Boss wants to know if you'd like a job, is all. A way to make good money."
“I uh… okay I’ll do it.” She looks happy. then she weekly adds “do I need any prior experience? Since unless if it’s polishing armor, and being used as target practice, then I probably have none.”
*can I make a investigation check on the boss.
*Yeah! Super sorry I disappeared there, that's on me.*
"Boss wants to know if you are a good climber," the man replies, but there appears to be some disagreement in the ranks ---- the boss begins to shake the man back and forth, all while muttering something into his ear. "Sorry. Boss wants to know if you can steal. He has told me 'no lies'."
The boss lets go of his translator, then smiles ---- a huge, cartoonish grin, showing all of his large teeth (and an empty space where one should be).
“Oh I know how to steal!” She says. “ that’s how I escaped! So should I call you boss?” She asks to the boss. “Or a different name?”
*rolling investigation. And I rolled a 15!
*Nice. You notice that, although the boss's impeccable suit and calm demeanor detach him as someone professional [and not the type to mess with], he has a long scar, nearly invisible, stretching from the side of his chin down his neck. It looks like a sword scar. While you think it isn't much at first, you might have just realized just what this job requires... He also has a strange demeanor about him. You can feel as if he is on the edge, really wanting something to happen ---- is it you joining his workforce? Or something else? You can't tell. But it's weird. And holy crap that was a yapfest.*
"Boss says you need not call him by a name. 'Boss' will suffice." The stooge turns around, leaving the rest to the boss. His voice rumbles out ---- for the first time, a loud, subwoofing baritone that makes people across the street look over. "So you want to help me?"
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Build us a door And rest here with me Lights are on But nobody's home... extended sig
A orange tiefling with red hair, and a mangenta and white onesie with out a hood is begging for money in the street. “Spare change! Spare food!”
A cough, and a man ---- no, two men, one shadowing the other, step out of the crowd. The first bends down. With a face that has slightly retained its baby fat, glasses askew, complete with carrot-hued frizzy hair, he looks the tiefling in the eyes. "Hm," he says, turning to the other, who whispers in his ear.
"Boss tells me that he will give you spare change. But he wants to know what you're doing out here." He speaks, but in a disjointed, somewhat scatterbrained voice that makes you wonder just what he's doing working for this other man.
“Well I’m begging.” She says in a confused voice. “Should I not be here? If not I can leave.” She Quickly stands up, fear flashing through her eyes.
The boy turns back to his boss, then extends a hand. On the palm, two gleaming coppers sit. "Boss just wants to know why you're out here, that's all. You're fine." He fixes his glasses, then digs through his pocket. "Boss says he can give you more if you tell him."
They look confused. “I’m begging. That’s all there is to it.” She reaches out to the hand then to take the copper, but pauses before grabbing them.
The man retreats his arm. "Boss wants to know if you'd like a job, is all. A way to make good money."
“I uh… okay I’ll do it.” She looks happy. then she weekly adds “do I need any prior experience? Since unless if it’s polishing armor, and being used as target practice, then I probably have none.”
*can I make a investigation check on the boss.
*Yeah! Super sorry I disappeared there, that's on me.*
"Boss wants to know if you are a good climber," the man replies, but there appears to be some disagreement in the ranks ---- the boss begins to shake the man back and forth, all while muttering something into his ear. "Sorry. Boss wants to know if you can steal. He has told me 'no lies'."
The boss lets go of his translator, then smiles ---- a huge, cartoonish grin, showing all of his large teeth (and an empty space where one should be).
“Oh I know how to steal!” She says. “ that’s how I escaped! So should I call you boss?” She asks to the boss. “Or a different name?”
*rolling investigation. And I rolled a 15!
*Nice. You notice that, although the boss's impeccable suit and calm demeanor detach him as someone professional [and not the type to mess with], he has a long scar, nearly invisible, stretching from the side of his chin down his neck. It looks like a sword scar. While you think it isn't much at first, you might have just realized just what this job requires... He also has a strange demeanor about him. You can feel as if he is on the edge, really wanting something to happen ---- is it you joining his workforce? Or something else? You can't tell. But it's weird. And holy crap that was a yapfest.*
"Boss says you need not call him by a name. 'Boss' will suffice." The stooge turns around, leaving the rest to the boss. His voice rumbles out ---- for the first time, a loud, subwoofing baritone that makes people across the street look over. "So you want to help me?"
“Well I need food. And you are offering to pay money, which can get food. So yes I want to help.” She says.
*dispite being a bit suspicious of the boss, the character is desperate so she’s doing this with caution.
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
A orange tiefling with red hair, and a mangenta and white onesie with out a hood is begging for money in the street. “Spare change! Spare food!”
A cough, and a man ---- no, two men, one shadowing the other, step out of the crowd. The first bends down. With a face that has slightly retained its baby fat, glasses askew, complete with carrot-hued frizzy hair, he looks the tiefling in the eyes. "Hm," he says, turning to the other, who whispers in his ear.
"Boss tells me that he will give you spare change. But he wants to know what you're doing out here." He speaks, but in a disjointed, somewhat scatterbrained voice that makes you wonder just what he's doing working for this other man.
“Well I’m begging.” She says in a confused voice. “Should I not be here? If not I can leave.” She Quickly stands up, fear flashing through her eyes.
The boy turns back to his boss, then extends a hand. On the palm, two gleaming coppers sit. "Boss just wants to know why you're out here, that's all. You're fine." He fixes his glasses, then digs through his pocket. "Boss says he can give you more if you tell him."
They look confused. “I’m begging. That’s all there is to it.” She reaches out to the hand then to take the copper, but pauses before grabbing them.
The man retreats his arm. "Boss wants to know if you'd like a job, is all. A way to make good money."
“I uh… okay I’ll do it.” She looks happy. then she weekly adds “do I need any prior experience? Since unless if it’s polishing armor, and being used as target practice, then I probably have none.”
*can I make a investigation check on the boss.
*Yeah! Super sorry I disappeared there, that's on me.*
"Boss wants to know if you are a good climber," the man replies, but there appears to be some disagreement in the ranks ---- the boss begins to shake the man back and forth, all while muttering something into his ear. "Sorry. Boss wants to know if you can steal. He has told me 'no lies'."
The boss lets go of his translator, then smiles ---- a huge, cartoonish grin, showing all of his large teeth (and an empty space where one should be).
“Oh I know how to steal!” She says. “ that’s how I escaped! So should I call you boss?” She asks to the boss. “Or a different name?”
*rolling investigation. And I rolled a 15!
*Nice. You notice that, although the boss's impeccable suit and calm demeanor detach him as someone professional [and not the type to mess with], he has a long scar, nearly invisible, stretching from the side of his chin down his neck. It looks like a sword scar. While you think it isn't much at first, you might have just realized just what this job requires... He also has a strange demeanor about him. You can feel as if he is on the edge, really wanting something to happen ---- is it you joining his workforce? Or something else? You can't tell. But it's weird. And holy crap that was a yapfest.*
"Boss says you need not call him by a name. 'Boss' will suffice." The stooge turns around, leaving the rest to the boss. His voice rumbles out ---- for the first time, a loud, subwoofing baritone that makes people across the street look over. "So you want to help me?"
“Well I need food. And you are offering to pay money, which can get food. So yes I want to help.” She says.
*dispite being a bit suspicious of the boss, the character is desperate so she’s doing this with caution.
"Good. Gather up your things, and come to 498 Rue Gras tomorrow. You will begin there." The boss and his man turn around, strolling into the crowd like they were never there.
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Build us a door And rest here with me Lights are on But nobody's home... extended sig
A orange tiefling with red hair, and a mangenta and white onesie with out a hood is begging for money in the street. “Spare change! Spare food!”
A cough, and a man ---- no, two men, one shadowing the other, step out of the crowd. The first bends down. With a face that has slightly retained its baby fat, glasses askew, complete with carrot-hued frizzy hair, he looks the tiefling in the eyes. "Hm," he says, turning to the other, who whispers in his ear.
"Boss tells me that he will give you spare change. But he wants to know what you're doing out here." He speaks, but in a disjointed, somewhat scatterbrained voice that makes you wonder just what he's doing working for this other man.
“Well I’m begging.” She says in a confused voice. “Should I not be here? If not I can leave.” She Quickly stands up, fear flashing through her eyes.
The boy turns back to his boss, then extends a hand. On the palm, two gleaming coppers sit. "Boss just wants to know why you're out here, that's all. You're fine." He fixes his glasses, then digs through his pocket. "Boss says he can give you more if you tell him."
They look confused. “I’m begging. That’s all there is to it.” She reaches out to the hand then to take the copper, but pauses before grabbing them.
The man retreats his arm. "Boss wants to know if you'd like a job, is all. A way to make good money."
“I uh… okay I’ll do it.” She looks happy. then she weekly adds “do I need any prior experience? Since unless if it’s polishing armor, and being used as target practice, then I probably have none.”
*can I make a investigation check on the boss.
*Yeah! Super sorry I disappeared there, that's on me.*
"Boss wants to know if you are a good climber," the man replies, but there appears to be some disagreement in the ranks ---- the boss begins to shake the man back and forth, all while muttering something into his ear. "Sorry. Boss wants to know if you can steal. He has told me 'no lies'."
The boss lets go of his translator, then smiles ---- a huge, cartoonish grin, showing all of his large teeth (and an empty space where one should be).
“Oh I know how to steal!” She says. “ that’s how I escaped! So should I call you boss?” She asks to the boss. “Or a different name?”
*rolling investigation. And I rolled a 15!
*Nice. You notice that, although the boss's impeccable suit and calm demeanor detach him as someone professional [and not the type to mess with], he has a long scar, nearly invisible, stretching from the side of his chin down his neck. It looks like a sword scar. While you think it isn't much at first, you might have just realized just what this job requires... He also has a strange demeanor about him. You can feel as if he is on the edge, really wanting something to happen ---- is it you joining his workforce? Or something else? You can't tell. But it's weird. And holy crap that was a yapfest.*
"Boss says you need not call him by a name. 'Boss' will suffice." The stooge turns around, leaving the rest to the boss. His voice rumbles out ---- for the first time, a loud, subwoofing baritone that makes people across the street look over. "So you want to help me?"
“Well I need food. And you are offering to pay money, which can get food. So yes I want to help.” She says.
*dispite being a bit suspicious of the boss, the character is desperate so she’s doing this with caution.
"Good. Gather up your things, and come to 498 Rue Gras tomorrow. You will begin there." The boss and his man turn around, strolling into the crowd like they were never there.
Geluk reaches out towards their retreating backs, “wait don’t you want to try my magic cheese?”
This interrupts the spell casting process, and the backlash from the self-induced disturbance throws Geluk headfirst into a wall.
A orange tiefling with red hair, and a mangenta and white onesie with out a hood is begging for money in the street. “Spare change! Spare food!”
A cough, and a man ---- no, two men, one shadowing the other, step out of the crowd. The first bends down. With a face that has slightly retained its baby fat, glasses askew, complete with carrot-hued frizzy hair, he looks the tiefling in the eyes. "Hm," he says, turning to the other, who whispers in his ear.
"Boss tells me that he will give you spare change. But he wants to know what you're doing out here." He speaks, but in a disjointed, somewhat scatterbrained voice that makes you wonder just what he's doing working for this other man.
“Well I’m begging.” She says in a confused voice. “Should I not be here? If not I can leave.” She Quickly stands up, fear flashing through her eyes.
The boy turns back to his boss, then extends a hand. On the palm, two gleaming coppers sit. "Boss just wants to know why you're out here, that's all. You're fine." He fixes his glasses, then digs through his pocket. "Boss says he can give you more if you tell him."
They look confused. “I’m begging. That’s all there is to it.” She reaches out to the hand then to take the copper, but pauses before grabbing them.
The man retreats his arm. "Boss wants to know if you'd like a job, is all. A way to make good money."
“I uh… okay I’ll do it.” She looks happy. then she weekly adds “do I need any prior experience? Since unless if it’s polishing armor, and being used as target practice, then I probably have none.”
*can I make a investigation check on the boss.
*Yeah! Super sorry I disappeared there, that's on me.*
"Boss wants to know if you are a good climber," the man replies, but there appears to be some disagreement in the ranks ---- the boss begins to shake the man back and forth, all while muttering something into his ear. "Sorry. Boss wants to know if you can steal. He has told me 'no lies'."
The boss lets go of his translator, then smiles ---- a huge, cartoonish grin, showing all of his large teeth (and an empty space where one should be).
“Oh I know how to steal!” She says. “ that’s how I escaped! So should I call you boss?” She asks to the boss. “Or a different name?”
*rolling investigation. And I rolled a 15!
*Nice. You notice that, although the boss's impeccable suit and calm demeanor detach him as someone professional [and not the type to mess with], he has a long scar, nearly invisible, stretching from the side of his chin down his neck. It looks like a sword scar. While you think it isn't much at first, you might have just realized just what this job requires... He also has a strange demeanor about him. You can feel as if he is on the edge, really wanting something to happen ---- is it you joining his workforce? Or something else? You can't tell. But it's weird. And holy crap that was a yapfest.*
"Boss says you need not call him by a name. 'Boss' will suffice." The stooge turns around, leaving the rest to the boss. His voice rumbles out ---- for the first time, a loud, subwoofing baritone that makes people across the street look over. "So you want to help me?"
“Well I need food. And you are offering to pay money, which can get food. So yes I want to help.” She says.
*dispite being a bit suspicious of the boss, the character is desperate so she’s doing this with caution.
"Good. Gather up your things, and come to 498 Rue Gras tomorrow. You will begin there." The boss and his man turn around, strolling into the crowd like they were never there.
The next day at 498 Rue gras, sitting outside is feuer. It looks like she will fall asleep any minute.
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i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
A orange tiefling with red hair, and a mangenta and white onesie with out a hood is begging for money in the street. “Spare change! Spare food!”
A cough, and a man ---- no, two men, one shadowing the other, step out of the crowd. The first bends down. With a face that has slightly retained its baby fat, glasses askew, complete with carrot-hued frizzy hair, he looks the tiefling in the eyes. "Hm," he says, turning to the other, who whispers in his ear.
"Boss tells me that he will give you spare change. But he wants to know what you're doing out here." He speaks, but in a disjointed, somewhat scatterbrained voice that makes you wonder just what he's doing working for this other man.
“Well I’m begging.” She says in a confused voice. “Should I not be here? If not I can leave.” She Quickly stands up, fear flashing through her eyes.
The boy turns back to his boss, then extends a hand. On the palm, two gleaming coppers sit. "Boss just wants to know why you're out here, that's all. You're fine." He fixes his glasses, then digs through his pocket. "Boss says he can give you more if you tell him."
They look confused. “I’m begging. That’s all there is to it.” She reaches out to the hand then to take the copper, but pauses before grabbing them.
The man retreats his arm. "Boss wants to know if you'd like a job, is all. A way to make good money."
“I uh… okay I’ll do it.” She looks happy. then she weekly adds “do I need any prior experience? Since unless if it’s polishing armor, and being used as target practice, then I probably have none.”
*can I make a investigation check on the boss.
*Yeah! Super sorry I disappeared there, that's on me.*
"Boss wants to know if you are a good climber," the man replies, but there appears to be some disagreement in the ranks ---- the boss begins to shake the man back and forth, all while muttering something into his ear. "Sorry. Boss wants to know if you can steal. He has told me 'no lies'."
The boss lets go of his translator, then smiles ---- a huge, cartoonish grin, showing all of his large teeth (and an empty space where one should be).
“Oh I know how to steal!” She says. “ that’s how I escaped! So should I call you boss?” She asks to the boss. “Or a different name?”
*rolling investigation. And I rolled a 15!
*Nice. You notice that, although the boss's impeccable suit and calm demeanor detach him as someone professional [and not the type to mess with], he has a long scar, nearly invisible, stretching from the side of his chin down his neck. It looks like a sword scar. While you think it isn't much at first, you might have just realized just what this job requires... He also has a strange demeanor about him. You can feel as if he is on the edge, really wanting something to happen ---- is it you joining his workforce? Or something else? You can't tell. But it's weird. And holy crap that was a yapfest.*
"Boss says you need not call him by a name. 'Boss' will suffice." The stooge turns around, leaving the rest to the boss. His voice rumbles out ---- for the first time, a loud, subwoofing baritone that makes people across the street look over. "So you want to help me?"
“Well I need food. And you are offering to pay money, which can get food. So yes I want to help.” She says.
*dispite being a bit suspicious of the boss, the character is desperate so she’s doing this with caution.
"Good. Gather up your things, and come to 498 Rue Gras tomorrow. You will begin there." The boss and his man turn around, strolling into the crowd like they were never there.
The next day at 498 Rue gras, sitting outside is feuer. It looks like she will fall asleep any minute.
A orange tiefling with red hair, and a mangenta and white onesie with out a hood is begging for money in the street. “Spare change! Spare food!”
A cough, and a man ---- no, two men, one shadowing the other, step out of the crowd. The first bends down. With a face that has slightly retained its baby fat, glasses askew, complete with carrot-hued frizzy hair, he looks the tiefling in the eyes. "Hm," he says, turning to the other, who whispers in his ear.
"Boss tells me that he will give you spare change. But he wants to know what you're doing out here." He speaks, but in a disjointed, somewhat scatterbrained voice that makes you wonder just what he's doing working for this other man.
“Well I’m begging.” She says in a confused voice. “Should I not be here? If not I can leave.” She Quickly stands up, fear flashing through her eyes.
The boy turns back to his boss, then extends a hand. On the palm, two gleaming coppers sit. "Boss just wants to know why you're out here, that's all. You're fine." He fixes his glasses, then digs through his pocket. "Boss says he can give you more if you tell him."
They look confused. “I’m begging. That’s all there is to it.” She reaches out to the hand then to take the copper, but pauses before grabbing them.
The man retreats his arm. "Boss wants to know if you'd like a job, is all. A way to make good money."
“I uh… okay I’ll do it.” She looks happy. then she weekly adds “do I need any prior experience? Since unless if it’s polishing armor, and being used as target practice, then I probably have none.”
*can I make a investigation check on the boss.
*Yeah! Super sorry I disappeared there, that's on me.*
"Boss wants to know if you are a good climber," the man replies, but there appears to be some disagreement in the ranks ---- the boss begins to shake the man back and forth, all while muttering something into his ear. "Sorry. Boss wants to know if you can steal. He has told me 'no lies'."
The boss lets go of his translator, then smiles ---- a huge, cartoonish grin, showing all of his large teeth (and an empty space where one should be).
“Oh I know how to steal!” She says. “ that’s how I escaped! So should I call you boss?” She asks to the boss. “Or a different name?”
*rolling investigation. And I rolled a 15!
*Nice. You notice that, although the boss's impeccable suit and calm demeanor detach him as someone professional [and not the type to mess with], he has a long scar, nearly invisible, stretching from the side of his chin down his neck. It looks like a sword scar. While you think it isn't much at first, you might have just realized just what this job requires... He also has a strange demeanor about him. You can feel as if he is on the edge, really wanting something to happen ---- is it you joining his workforce? Or something else? You can't tell. But it's weird. And holy crap that was a yapfest.*
"Boss says you need not call him by a name. 'Boss' will suffice." The stooge turns around, leaving the rest to the boss. His voice rumbles out ---- for the first time, a loud, subwoofing baritone that makes people across the street look over. "So you want to help me?"
“Well I need food. And you are offering to pay money, which can get food. So yes I want to help.” She says.
*dispite being a bit suspicious of the boss, the character is desperate so she’s doing this with caution.
"Good. Gather up your things, and come to 498 Rue Gras tomorrow. You will begin there." The boss and his man turn around, strolling into the crowd like they were never there.
The next day at 498 Rue gras, sitting outside is feuer. It looks like she will fall asleep any minute.
Geluk still has his head stuck in the wall
*is geluk near my character, or far away? I want to know for roleplay purposes.
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i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
A orange tiefling with red hair, and a mangenta and white onesie with out a hood is begging for money in the street. “Spare change! Spare food!”
A cough, and a man ---- no, two men, one shadowing the other, step out of the crowd. The first bends down. With a face that has slightly retained its baby fat, glasses askew, complete with carrot-hued frizzy hair, he looks the tiefling in the eyes. "Hm," he says, turning to the other, who whispers in his ear.
"Boss tells me that he will give you spare change. But he wants to know what you're doing out here." He speaks, but in a disjointed, somewhat scatterbrained voice that makes you wonder just what he's doing working for this other man.
“Well I’m begging.” She says in a confused voice. “Should I not be here? If not I can leave.” She Quickly stands up, fear flashing through her eyes.
The boy turns back to his boss, then extends a hand. On the palm, two gleaming coppers sit. "Boss just wants to know why you're out here, that's all. You're fine." He fixes his glasses, then digs through his pocket. "Boss says he can give you more if you tell him."
They look confused. “I’m begging. That’s all there is to it.” She reaches out to the hand then to take the copper, but pauses before grabbing them.
The man retreats his arm. "Boss wants to know if you'd like a job, is all. A way to make good money."
“I uh… okay I’ll do it.” She looks happy. then she weekly adds “do I need any prior experience? Since unless if it’s polishing armor, and being used as target practice, then I probably have none.”
*can I make a investigation check on the boss.
*Yeah! Super sorry I disappeared there, that's on me.*
"Boss wants to know if you are a good climber," the man replies, but there appears to be some disagreement in the ranks ---- the boss begins to shake the man back and forth, all while muttering something into his ear. "Sorry. Boss wants to know if you can steal. He has told me 'no lies'."
The boss lets go of his translator, then smiles ---- a huge, cartoonish grin, showing all of his large teeth (and an empty space where one should be).
“Oh I know how to steal!” She says. “ that’s how I escaped! So should I call you boss?” She asks to the boss. “Or a different name?”
*rolling investigation. And I rolled a 15!
*Nice. You notice that, although the boss's impeccable suit and calm demeanor detach him as someone professional [and not the type to mess with], he has a long scar, nearly invisible, stretching from the side of his chin down his neck. It looks like a sword scar. While you think it isn't much at first, you might have just realized just what this job requires... He also has a strange demeanor about him. You can feel as if he is on the edge, really wanting something to happen ---- is it you joining his workforce? Or something else? You can't tell. But it's weird. And holy crap that was a yapfest.*
"Boss says you need not call him by a name. 'Boss' will suffice." The stooge turns around, leaving the rest to the boss. His voice rumbles out ---- for the first time, a loud, subwoofing baritone that makes people across the street look over. "So you want to help me?"
“Well I need food. And you are offering to pay money, which can get food. So yes I want to help.” She says.
*dispite being a bit suspicious of the boss, the character is desperate so she’s doing this with caution.
"Good. Gather up your things, and come to 498 Rue Gras tomorrow. You will begin there." The boss and his man turn around, strolling into the crowd like they were never there.
The next day at 498 Rue gras, sitting outside is feuer. It looks like she will fall asleep any minute.
Geluk still has his head stuck in the wall
*is geluk near my character, or far away? I want to know for roleplay purposes.
A orange tiefling with red hair, and a mangenta and white onesie with out a hood is begging for money in the street. “Spare change! Spare food!”
A cough, and a man ---- no, two men, one shadowing the other, step out of the crowd. The first bends down. With a face that has slightly retained its baby fat, glasses askew, complete with carrot-hued frizzy hair, he looks the tiefling in the eyes. "Hm," he says, turning to the other, who whispers in his ear.
"Boss tells me that he will give you spare change. But he wants to know what you're doing out here." He speaks, but in a disjointed, somewhat scatterbrained voice that makes you wonder just what he's doing working for this other man.
“Well I’m begging.” She says in a confused voice. “Should I not be here? If not I can leave.” She Quickly stands up, fear flashing through her eyes.
The boy turns back to his boss, then extends a hand. On the palm, two gleaming coppers sit. "Boss just wants to know why you're out here, that's all. You're fine." He fixes his glasses, then digs through his pocket. "Boss says he can give you more if you tell him."
They look confused. “I’m begging. That’s all there is to it.” She reaches out to the hand then to take the copper, but pauses before grabbing them.
The man retreats his arm. "Boss wants to know if you'd like a job, is all. A way to make good money."
“I uh… okay I’ll do it.” She looks happy. then she weekly adds “do I need any prior experience? Since unless if it’s polishing armor, and being used as target practice, then I probably have none.”
*can I make a investigation check on the boss.
*Yeah! Super sorry I disappeared there, that's on me.*
"Boss wants to know if you are a good climber," the man replies, but there appears to be some disagreement in the ranks ---- the boss begins to shake the man back and forth, all while muttering something into his ear. "Sorry. Boss wants to know if you can steal. He has told me 'no lies'."
The boss lets go of his translator, then smiles ---- a huge, cartoonish grin, showing all of his large teeth (and an empty space where one should be).
“Oh I know how to steal!” She says. “ that’s how I escaped! So should I call you boss?” She asks to the boss. “Or a different name?”
*rolling investigation. And I rolled a 15!
*Nice. You notice that, although the boss's impeccable suit and calm demeanor detach him as someone professional [and not the type to mess with], he has a long scar, nearly invisible, stretching from the side of his chin down his neck. It looks like a sword scar. While you think it isn't much at first, you might have just realized just what this job requires... He also has a strange demeanor about him. You can feel as if he is on the edge, really wanting something to happen ---- is it you joining his workforce? Or something else? You can't tell. But it's weird. And holy crap that was a yapfest.*
"Boss says you need not call him by a name. 'Boss' will suffice." The stooge turns around, leaving the rest to the boss. His voice rumbles out ---- for the first time, a loud, subwoofing baritone that makes people across the street look over. "So you want to help me?"
“Well I need food. And you are offering to pay money, which can get food. So yes I want to help.” She says.
*dispite being a bit suspicious of the boss, the character is desperate so she’s doing this with caution.
"Good. Gather up your things, and come to 498 Rue Gras tomorrow. You will begin there." The boss and his man turn around, strolling into the crowd like they were never there.
The next day at 498 Rue gras, sitting outside is feuer. It looks like she will fall asleep any minute.
Geluk still has his head stuck in the wall
*is geluk near my character, or far away? I want to know for roleplay purposes.
Quite near
Feuer laughs at him. “You’re truly unlucky. But… I have experienced some bad luck my self.”
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i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
A orange tiefling with red hair, and a mangenta and white onesie with out a hood is begging for money in the street. “Spare change! Spare food!”
A cough, and a man ---- no, two men, one shadowing the other, step out of the crowd. The first bends down. With a face that has slightly retained its baby fat, glasses askew, complete with carrot-hued frizzy hair, he looks the tiefling in the eyes. "Hm," he says, turning to the other, who whispers in his ear.
"Boss tells me that he will give you spare change. But he wants to know what you're doing out here." He speaks, but in a disjointed, somewhat scatterbrained voice that makes you wonder just what he's doing working for this other man.
“Well I’m begging.” She says in a confused voice. “Should I not be here? If not I can leave.” She Quickly stands up, fear flashing through her eyes.
The boy turns back to his boss, then extends a hand. On the palm, two gleaming coppers sit. "Boss just wants to know why you're out here, that's all. You're fine." He fixes his glasses, then digs through his pocket. "Boss says he can give you more if you tell him."
They look confused. “I’m begging. That’s all there is to it.” She reaches out to the hand then to take the copper, but pauses before grabbing them.
The man retreats his arm. "Boss wants to know if you'd like a job, is all. A way to make good money."
“I uh… okay I’ll do it.” She looks happy. then she weekly adds “do I need any prior experience? Since unless if it’s polishing armor, and being used as target practice, then I probably have none.”
*can I make a investigation check on the boss.
*Yeah! Super sorry I disappeared there, that's on me.*
"Boss wants to know if you are a good climber," the man replies, but there appears to be some disagreement in the ranks ---- the boss begins to shake the man back and forth, all while muttering something into his ear. "Sorry. Boss wants to know if you can steal. He has told me 'no lies'."
The boss lets go of his translator, then smiles ---- a huge, cartoonish grin, showing all of his large teeth (and an empty space where one should be).
“Oh I know how to steal!” She says. “ that’s how I escaped! So should I call you boss?” She asks to the boss. “Or a different name?”
*rolling investigation. And I rolled a 15!
*Nice. You notice that, although the boss's impeccable suit and calm demeanor detach him as someone professional [and not the type to mess with], he has a long scar, nearly invisible, stretching from the side of his chin down his neck. It looks like a sword scar. While you think it isn't much at first, you might have just realized just what this job requires... He also has a strange demeanor about him. You can feel as if he is on the edge, really wanting something to happen ---- is it you joining his workforce? Or something else? You can't tell. But it's weird. And holy crap that was a yapfest.*
"Boss says you need not call him by a name. 'Boss' will suffice." The stooge turns around, leaving the rest to the boss. His voice rumbles out ---- for the first time, a loud, subwoofing baritone that makes people across the street look over. "So you want to help me?"
“Well I need food. And you are offering to pay money, which can get food. So yes I want to help.” She says.
*dispite being a bit suspicious of the boss, the character is desperate so she’s doing this with caution.
"Good. Gather up your things, and come to 498 Rue Gras tomorrow. You will begin there." The boss and his man turn around, strolling into the crowd like they were never there.
The next day at 498 Rue gras, sitting outside is feuer. It looks like she will fall asleep any minute.
Geluk still has his head stuck in the wall
*is geluk near my character, or far away? I want to know for roleplay purposes.
Quite near
Feuer laughs at him. “You’re truly unlucky. But… I have experienced some bad luck my self.”
Geluk grumbulates(?), “Of course everybody has bad luck, but I believe myself to be a slight different case.”
”My friend raised the temple of a luck deity and had us both cursed with eternal misfortune…and nothing had gone correctly for me ever since.”
“Oh.” Feuer stops laughing. “I’m sorry that happened. Nothing has gone right in my life sense I was 9.” She looks sad and tired.
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i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
“Oh.” Feuer stops laughing. “I’m sorry that happened. Nothing has gone right in my life sense I was 9.” She looks sad and tired.
“Ahh, I find myself mistaken then.”
“Maybe we’re tied for being the most unlucky. You were cursed, I was captured by demons.” She sighs.
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i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
*Yeah! Super sorry I disappeared there, that's on me.*
"Boss wants to know if you are a good climber," the man replies, but there appears to be some disagreement in the ranks ---- the boss begins to shake the man back and forth, all while muttering something into his ear. "Sorry. Boss wants to know if you can steal. He has told me 'no lies'."
The boss lets go of his translator, then smiles ---- a huge, cartoonish grin, showing all of his large teeth (and an empty space where one should be).
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
*I had a character here, I think..? The blacksmith I believe.*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
“Oh I know how to steal!” She says. “ that’s how I escaped! So should I call you boss?” She asks to the boss. “Or a different name?”
*rolling investigation. And I rolled a 15!
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
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*Nice. You notice that, although the boss's impeccable suit and calm demeanor detach him as someone professional [and not the type to mess with], he has a long scar, nearly invisible, stretching from the side of his chin down his neck. It looks like a sword scar. While you think it isn't much at first, you might have just realized just what this job requires...
He also has a strange demeanor about him. You can feel as if he is on the edge, really wanting something to happen ---- is it you joining his workforce? Or something else? You can't tell. But it's weird. And holy crap that was a yapfest.*
"Boss says you need not call him by a name. 'Boss' will suffice." The stooge turns around, leaving the rest to the boss. His voice rumbles out ---- for the first time, a loud, subwoofing baritone that makes people across the street look over. "So you want to help me?"
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
“Well I need food. And you are offering to pay money, which can get food. So yes I want to help.” She says.
*dispite being a bit suspicious of the boss, the character is desperate so she’s doing this with caution.
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/adohands-kitchen/3153-extended-signature-thread?page=20&srsltid=AfmBOooRkd7DyJ7F_a6PnbfKQ69VPiDjZJBdpetul5PJfECJVllwp_YO
Geluk’s eyes widen, “Yes! I can make food!”
I begin casting Conjure Cheeses and Butters
…and his brother loved worms.
"Good. Gather up your things, and come to 498 Rue Gras tomorrow. You will begin there." The boss and his man turn around, strolling into the crowd like they were never there.
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
Geluk reaches out towards their retreating backs, “wait don’t you want to try my magic cheese?”
This interrupts the spell casting process, and the backlash from the self-induced disturbance throws Geluk headfirst into a wall.
…and his brother loved worms.
The next day at 498 Rue gras, sitting outside is feuer. It looks like she will fall asleep any minute.
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/adohands-kitchen/3153-extended-signature-thread?page=20&srsltid=AfmBOooRkd7DyJ7F_a6PnbfKQ69VPiDjZJBdpetul5PJfECJVllwp_YO
Geluk still has his head stuck in the wall
…and his brother loved worms.
*is geluk near my character, or far away? I want to know for roleplay purposes.
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/adohands-kitchen/3153-extended-signature-thread?page=20&srsltid=AfmBOooRkd7DyJ7F_a6PnbfKQ69VPiDjZJBdpetul5PJfECJVllwp_YO
Quite near
…and his brother loved worms.
Feuer laughs at him. “You’re truly unlucky. But… I have experienced some bad luck my self.”
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/adohands-kitchen/3153-extended-signature-thread?page=20&srsltid=AfmBOooRkd7DyJ7F_a6PnbfKQ69VPiDjZJBdpetul5PJfECJVllwp_YO
Geluk grumbulates(?), “Of course everybody has bad luck, but I believe myself to be a slight different case.”
”My friend raised the temple of a luck deity and had us both cursed with eternal misfortune…and nothing had gone correctly for me ever since.”
…and his brother loved worms.
“Oh.” Feuer stops laughing. “I’m sorry that happened. Nothing has gone right in my life sense I was 9.” She looks sad and tired.
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/adohands-kitchen/3153-extended-signature-thread?page=20&srsltid=AfmBOooRkd7DyJ7F_a6PnbfKQ69VPiDjZJBdpetul5PJfECJVllwp_YO
“Ahh, I find myself mistaken then.”
…and his brother loved worms.
“Maybe we’re tied for being the most unlucky. You were cursed, I was captured by demons.” She sighs.
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/adohands-kitchen/3153-extended-signature-thread?page=20&srsltid=AfmBOooRkd7DyJ7F_a6PnbfKQ69VPiDjZJBdpetul5PJfECJVllwp_YO
Geluk sighs better, “Indeed, well the-“ he stops abruptly
“…wait, I have an idea. In order to determine who’s the most unlucky, we have a game of Stone, Parchment, Shears!”
…and his brother loved worms.
“I have never heard of that game. What are the rules?”
i am a god who is trapped in a cartoon, with saws for hands (and feet)!! active on I CAST....! and Jeff the Evil Roomba Cult, as well as planning to make my own cult.
alignment: chaotic good.
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*You all seem to like quote chains here.*
Here's a link to my Discord thing: The Dorky Dragon Tavern
"Avoid roasted cabbage, do not eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life." -Angela
this is Gato's way. [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello, all! Foalin is my familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it): :3