An old human veteran (looks like he's in his 60s) with a scarf covering his mouth is walking toward the Nameless, leaning heavily on a walking stick made out of a pick handle. Centipedes, arachnids, and various insects scuttle out of their hiding places to watch him, but do not approach. He has pale irises, but otherwise looks normal, if a little thin, for his age.
A man, who seems to be larger than the average, walks towards them, and says "Hello," in a particularly deep voice
The veteran looks up at him. "Do you need help with something, son?" He offers the big man a full-sized chocolate bar.
"Yes, would you know where the find the nearest tavern?"
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [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] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
The veteran looks up at him. "Do you need help with something, son?" He offers the big man a full-sized chocolate bar.
"Yes, would you know where the find the nearest tavern?"
He nods. "I'm heading that way now, actually. Would you like to join me?"
"Sure!"
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [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] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
He nods. "I'm heading that way now, actually. Would you like to join me?"
"Sure!"
The old man continues on his way, gesturing gently for the larger man to follow. More bugs gather to watch the two.
"So, are you new here?"
"Yeah," They follow behind them
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [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] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*Okay, Tana, you're not inputting anything to the RP. I feel like I keep prompting you to do something or share something, and you aren't receptive to it.*
*Okay, Tana, you're not inputting anything to the RP. I feel like I keep prompting you to do something or share something, and you aren't receptive to it.*
*What would you suggest me to do?*
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [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] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*Okay, Tana, you're not inputting anything to the RP. I feel like I keep prompting you to do something or share something, and you aren't receptive to it.*
*What would you suggest me to do?*
*Be more proactive, I guess. Your character should want something, or be interested in something, or perform some kind of action. What you're doing right now is forcing me to come up with something to say over and over, then not doing anything with what I say.*
*Roleplay is basically improv. Have you heard of the "yes, and" principle?*
*Okay, Tana, you're not inputting anything to the RP. I feel like I keep prompting you to do something or share something, and you aren't receptive to it.*
*What would you suggest me to do?*
*hi, ik im not baal but i had the same problem w/ you. no offense here, but we shouldnt have to prompt you as much with roleplaying, and as i said earlier its like pulling teeth to get you to respond in a way that continues the thing*
Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [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] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
a small goose-like figure waddled towards the nameless inn, roughly two and a half feet tall with a tophat, a shotgun and rifle strapped to his back, a butter knife in his belt, and his eyes a pure empty black, though not void of intelligence.
*It's not about "being" better. You're a good person, and I love you for that.*
*It's about doing better. Failing to do something is not a state of being.*
*agreed*
*I wrote that badly.*
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [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] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A human figure in spacesuit with military regalia and a prosthetic arm (with what appears to be a shotgun instead of a hand at the end) walks into the bar and sits down in a dark corner without any word. He carries himself like a man of important rank, most likely an interstellar military commander. Why a man of such regard would be in a bar? Well, I don’t know.
A human figure in spacesuit with military regalia and a prosthetic arm (with what appears to be a shotgun instead of a hand at the end) walks into the bar and sits down in a dark corner without any word. He carries himself like a man of important rank, most likely an interstellar military commander. Why a man of such regard would be in a bar? Well, I don’t know.
the "goose" wadled in, the rifle and shotgun on his back nearly as long as he is tall gleam in the light slighty, as does the butter knife at his belt. as he does he looks over the room, his eyes wary, though where he is looking exactly is unknown as his pupils blend into the iris, causing only the general direction to be known via his head direction
A human figure in spacesuit with military regalia and a prosthetic arm (with what appears to be a shotgun instead of a hand at the end) walks into the bar and sits down in a dark corner without any word. He carries himself like a man of important rank, most likely an interstellar military commander. Why a man of such regard would be in a bar? Well, I don’t know.
A large centipede crawls across his remaining hand.
A human figure in spacesuit with military regalia and a prosthetic arm (with what appears to be a shotgun instead of a hand at the end) walks into the bar and sits down in a dark corner without any word. He carries himself like a man of important rank, most likely an interstellar military commander. Why a man of such regard would be in a bar? Well, I don’t know.
the "goose" wadled in, the rifle and shotgun on his back nearly as long as he is tall gleam in the light slighty, as does the butter knife at his belt. as he does he looks over the room, his eyes wary, though where he is looking exactly is unknown as his pupils blend into the iris, causing only the general direction to be known via his head direction
A human figure in spacesuit with military regalia and a prosthetic arm (with what appears to be a shotgun instead of a hand at the end) walks into the bar and sits down in a dark corner without any word. He carries himself like a man of important rank, most likely an interstellar military commander. Why a man of such regard would be in a bar? Well, I don’t know.
A large centipede crawls across his remaining hand.
A human figure in spacesuit with military regalia and a prosthetic arm (with what appears to be a shotgun instead of a hand at the end) walks into the bar and sits down in a dark corner without any word. He carries himself like a man of important rank, most likely an interstellar military commander. Why a man of such regard would be in a bar? Well, I don’t know.
the "goose" wadled in, the rifle and shotgun on his back nearly as long as he is tall gleam in the light slighty, as does the butter knife at his belt. as he does he looks over the room, his eyes wary, though where he is looking exactly is unknown as his pupils blend into the iris, causing only the general direction to be known via his head direction
The figure waves him over.
the goose hesitated, glancing at the arm, before seemingly reluctantly wadling over, his pure black eyes revealing nothing "yes?" his voice was... oddly proper. the top hat shifted slightly on his head, though stayed
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he/him
call me Chara (more known), or void
PM me the word AVACADO
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"Yes, would you know where the find the nearest tavern?"
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [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]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
He nods. "I'm heading that way now, actually. Would you like to join me?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Sure!"
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [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]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
The old man continues on his way, gesturing gently for the larger man to follow. More bugs gather to watch the two.
"So, are you new here?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Yeah," They follow behind them
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [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]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*Okay, Tana, you're not inputting anything to the RP. I feel like I keep prompting you to do something or share something, and you aren't receptive to it.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*What would you suggest me to do?*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [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]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*Be more proactive, I guess. Your character should want something, or be interested in something, or perform some kind of action. What you're doing right now is forcing me to come up with something to say over and over, then not doing anything with what I say.*
*Roleplay is basically improv. Have you heard of the "yes, and" principle?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*hi, ik im not baal but i had the same problem w/ you. no offense here, but we shouldnt have to prompt you as much with roleplaying, and as i said earlier its like pulling teeth to get you to respond in a way that continues the thing*
he/him
call me Chara (more known), or void
PM me the word AVACADO
*I'll try to be better in the future*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [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]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
he/him
call me Chara (more known), or void
PM me the word AVACADO
*It's not about "being" better. You're a good person, and I love you for that.*
*It's about doing better. Failing to do something is not a state of being.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*agreed*
he/him
call me Chara (more known), or void
PM me the word AVACADO
*I wrote that badly.*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [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]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A human figure in spacesuit with military regalia and a prosthetic arm (with what appears to be a shotgun instead of a hand at the end) walks into the bar and sits down in a dark corner without any word. He carries himself like a man of important rank, most likely an interstellar military commander. Why a man of such regard would be in a bar? Well, I don’t know.
…and his brother loved worms. AVACADO
the "goose" wadled in, the rifle and shotgun on his back nearly as long as he is tall gleam in the light slighty, as does the butter knife at his belt. as he does he looks over the room, his eyes wary, though where he is looking exactly is unknown as his pupils blend into the iris, causing only the general direction to be known via his head direction
he/him
call me Chara (more known), or void
PM me the word AVACADO
A large centipede crawls across his remaining hand.
The old veteran is watching from across the room.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The figure waves him over.
…and his brother loved worms. AVACADO
The figure waves him over too.
…and his brother loved worms. AVACADO
the goose hesitated, glancing at the arm, before seemingly reluctantly wadling over, his pure black eyes revealing nothing "yes?" his voice was... oddly proper. the top hat shifted slightly on his head, though stayed
he/him
call me Chara (more known), or void
PM me the word AVACADO