"Does it truly matter?" Then, perceptions shift----now, the figure is directly in front of Yuki. Reclined in a seated position, but with no visible chair, they appear to be a very strange person.
"Maybe I should rephrase the question, who are you?"
"I am me. I am I, myself. Is there more description needed?"
"Fair enough, but what should I call you?"
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Through all the multiverse, I am The Singulairity.
*Anyone wanna rp? I got Samir, Bríz, Inachus, Aega, and Kalaposi and I may introduce a new character (not a god cause I’m satisfied with my current gods)*
Bríz stands before their people. “Today, I make an alliance that shall last a very long time. Today, we grow into a nation that will be feared.” A group of people pull out a wheelbarrow full of Angelic Drakon scales, and Bríz begins to cast light onto them. The Angelic Drakon scales turn into four medium sized beings, shining different colors. Their eyes are wide, sentient.
19 (sentient (1 due to connected), medium, demihuman (constructs), warforged or autognomes, your choice Void, or you can make a whole new race.) Halved down to 10 due to Lifebearer and Bríz now has two CP left.
6 follower dice. D6’s now because of category 3.
23
Sarlok flies down next to them. "Hello briz"
Bríz nods to their citizens to clear out of the center of the city, and then they smile at Sarlok. “Sarlok.” They greet. “Look at all the people in my city. Look at how they thrive.”
"Lovely. Two bits of news. One, I have enough power for a fortress, and I've brought my children" they gesture at a mass of air genasi outside the gates
“Excellent. Let us create the fortress. Perhaps we should also… bind ourselves. Make a pantheon. Another speech comes, then? I despise speeches.”
"Let me. A pantheon sounds excellent, although we might want more members" they raise their hands, and a storm begins brewing. "Mortals! Lend me your ears! Long have you suffered, barley containing the threats of the forest, but no longer! Mighty warriors sutch as these" they point to the scale constructs "should be defending someplace a little more fortified, don't you think?" The crowd cheers. No one knows it, but sarlok is amping up their desire, their passion for safety, and xenophobia against the forest. Sarlok flaps their wings, and flies into the storm, taking their true form. A thousand-foot long serpent made of storm clouds, with five hundred pairs of wings. The serpent dives down, and curls up on the ground, fast as lightning, before uncurling and flying back up, leaving a jagged mountain riddled with caves where it once curled. It circles the peak some more, and a storm brews. A different kind of storm. This one doesn't expel lightning, but pure bolts of divine light. The serpent dives towards where sarlok was standing, and transforms back.
-20 for the mountain, +16 followers
-49 for the storm, +32 followers
2 cp remaining.
Bríz whispers something into Sarlok’s ear. “The warriors are for a trade. Otherwise, good speech.”
"(Gp)"
“To rephrase,” Bríz calls awkwardly. “These warriors are to be traded with our allies, and in return, they will give us blueprints to create our own machinery that will defend us when all else fails.”
“Well tgat sounds depressing. Everyone should be in the mood for jokes!”
"I need your help with something."
“With what?”
"First, have you made a deal with Lux Imperius?"
“Who?”
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Anyone wanna rp? I got Samir, Bríz, Inachus, Aega, and Kalaposi and I may introduce a new character (not a god cause I’m satisfied with my current gods)*
Bríz stands before their people. “Today, I make an alliance that shall last a very long time. Today, we grow into a nation that will be feared.” A group of people pull out a wheelbarrow full of Angelic Drakon scales, and Bríz begins to cast light onto them. The Angelic Drakon scales turn into four medium sized beings, shining different colors. Their eyes are wide, sentient.
19 (sentient (1 due to connected), medium, demihuman (constructs), warforged or autognomes, your choice Void, or you can make a whole new race.) Halved down to 10 due to Lifebearer and Bríz now has two CP left.
6 follower dice. D6’s now because of category 3.
23
Lux Imperius watches the crowd from above, flying on golden wings.
Bríz notices Lulu and nods to her. “Our deal comes soon.” They mouth.
She smiles, and simply comtinues to watch. *Question. After a deal is made, can someone sink more points into the binding thing? Like, if a deal was made for 2, could it later be modified by the maker to instead cost 4? Also, does the maker of the deal need to pay anything to end it?*
*they don’t need to pay anything to end it, although idk if Bríz really promised that much. And ye, they can add more points to the deal. They just wouldn’t get the points returned by taking back the deal.*
*since Bríz is rping with Sarlok rn, wanna timeskip/do a different rp?*
*Anyone wanna rp? I got Samir, Bríz, Inachus, Aega, and Kalaposi and I may introduce a new character (not a god cause I’m satisfied with my current gods)*
Bríz stands before their people. “Today, I make an alliance that shall last a very long time. Today, we grow into a nation that will be feared.” A group of people pull out a wheelbarrow full of Angelic Drakon scales, and Bríz begins to cast light onto them. The Angelic Drakon scales turn into four medium sized beings, shining different colors. Their eyes are wide, sentient.
19 (sentient (1 due to connected), medium, demihuman (constructs), warforged or autognomes, your choice Void, or you can make a whole new race.) Halved down to 10 due to Lifebearer and Bríz now has two CP left.
6 follower dice. D6’s now because of category 3.
23
Lux Imperius watches the crowd from above, flying on golden wings.
Bríz notices Lulu and nods to her. “Our deal comes soon.” They mouth.
She smiles, and simply comtinues to watch. *Question. After a deal is made, can someone sink more points into the binding thing? Like, if a deal was made for 2, could it later be modified by the maker to instead cost 4? Also, does the maker of the deal need to pay anything to end it?*
*they don’t need to pay anything to end it, although idk if Bríz really promised that much. And ye, they can add more points to the deal. They just wouldn’t get the points returned by taking back the deal.*
*since Bríz is rping with Sarlok rn, wanna timeskip/do a different rp?*
*Sure! But, to my understanding, Brizz promised to always let her roll an extra time as long as she keeps her shop open and helps out the citezrns.*
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Anyone wanna rp? I got Samir, Bríz, Inachus, Aega, and Kalaposi and I may introduce a new character (not a god cause I’m satisfied with my current gods)*
Bríz stands before their people. “Today, I make an alliance that shall last a very long time. Today, we grow into a nation that will be feared.” A group of people pull out a wheelbarrow full of Angelic Drakon scales, and Bríz begins to cast light onto them. The Angelic Drakon scales turn into four medium sized beings, shining different colors. Their eyes are wide, sentient.
19 (sentient (1 due to connected), medium, demihuman (constructs), warforged or autognomes, your choice Void, or you can make a whole new race.) Halved down to 10 due to Lifebearer and Bríz now has two CP left.
6 follower dice. D6’s now because of category 3.
23
Sarlok flies down next to them. "Hello briz"
Bríz nods to their citizens to clear out of the center of the city, and then they smile at Sarlok. “Sarlok.” They greet. “Look at all the people in my city. Look at how they thrive.”
"Lovely. Two bits of news. One, I have enough power for a fortress, and I've brought my children" they gesture at a mass of air genasi outside the gates
“Excellent. Let us create the fortress. Perhaps we should also… bind ourselves. Make a pantheon. Another speech comes, then? I despise speeches.”
"Let me. A pantheon sounds excellent, although we might want more members" they raise their hands, and a storm begins brewing. "Mortals! Lend me your ears! Long have you suffered, barley containing the threats of the forest, but no longer! Mighty warriors sutch as these" they point to the scale constructs "should be defending someplace a little more fortified, don't you think?" The crowd cheers. No one knows it, but sarlok is amping up their desire, their passion for safety, and xenophobia against the forest. Sarlok flaps their wings, and flies into the storm, taking their true form. A thousand-foot long serpent made of storm clouds, with five hundred pairs of wings. The serpent dives down, and curls up on the ground, fast as lightning, before uncurling and flying back up, leaving a jagged mountain riddled with caves where it once curled. It circles the peak some more, and a storm brews. A different kind of storm. This one doesn't expel lightning, but pure bolts of divine light. The serpent dives towards where sarlok was standing, and transforms back.
-20 for the mountain, +16 followers
-49 for the storm, +32 followers
2 cp remaining.
Bríz whispers something into Sarlok’s ear. “The warriors are for a trade. Otherwise, good speech.”
"(Gp)"
“To rephrase,” Bríz calls awkwardly. “These warriors are to be traded with our allies, and in return, they will give us blueprints to create our own machinery that will defend us when all else fails.”
"Yes, exactly! These warriors will metaphorically defend us, by giving us access to these blueprints"
*Anyone wanna rp? I got Samir, Bríz, Inachus, Aega, and Kalaposi and I may introduce a new character (not a god cause I’m satisfied with my current gods)*
Bríz stands before their people. “Today, I make an alliance that shall last a very long time. Today, we grow into a nation that will be feared.” A group of people pull out a wheelbarrow full of Angelic Drakon scales, and Bríz begins to cast light onto them. The Angelic Drakon scales turn into four medium sized beings, shining different colors. Their eyes are wide, sentient.
19 (sentient (1 due to connected), medium, demihuman (constructs), warforged or autognomes, your choice Void, or you can make a whole new race.) Halved down to 10 due to Lifebearer and Bríz now has two CP left.
6 follower dice. D6’s now because of category 3.
23
Lux Imperius watches the crowd from above, flying on golden wings.
Bríz notices Lulu and nods to her. “Our deal comes soon.” They mouth.
She smiles, and simply comtinues to watch. *Question. After a deal is made, can someone sink more points into the binding thing? Like, if a deal was made for 2, could it later be modified by the maker to instead cost 4? Also, does the maker of the deal need to pay anything to end it?*
*they don’t need to pay anything to end it, although idk if Bríz really promised that much. And ye, they can add more points to the deal. They just wouldn’t get the points returned by taking back the deal.*
*since Bríz is rping with Sarlok rn, wanna timeskip/do a different rp?*
*Sure! But, to my understanding, Brizz promised to always let her roll an extra time as long as she keeps her shop open and helps out the citezrns.*
*I meant Bríz wasn’t promised much in return 🙂↕️ so there really wouldn’t be any reason for her to take back the deal.*
*Anyone wanna rp? I got Samir, Bríz, Inachus, Aega, and Kalaposi and I may introduce a new character (not a god cause I’m satisfied with my current gods)*
Bríz stands before their people. “Today, I make an alliance that shall last a very long time. Today, we grow into a nation that will be feared.” A group of people pull out a wheelbarrow full of Angelic Drakon scales, and Bríz begins to cast light onto them. The Angelic Drakon scales turn into four medium sized beings, shining different colors. Their eyes are wide, sentient.
19 (sentient (1 due to connected), medium, demihuman (constructs), warforged or autognomes, your choice Void, or you can make a whole new race.) Halved down to 10 due to Lifebearer and Bríz now has two CP left.
6 follower dice. D6’s now because of category 3.
23
Sarlok flies down next to them. "Hello briz"
Bríz nods to their citizens to clear out of the center of the city, and then they smile at Sarlok. “Sarlok.” They greet. “Look at all the people in my city. Look at how they thrive.”
"Lovely. Two bits of news. One, I have enough power for a fortress, and I've brought my children" they gesture at a mass of air genasi outside the gates
“Excellent. Let us create the fortress. Perhaps we should also… bind ourselves. Make a pantheon. Another speech comes, then? I despise speeches.”
"Let me. A pantheon sounds excellent, although we might want more members" they raise their hands, and a storm begins brewing. "Mortals! Lend me your ears! Long have you suffered, barley containing the threats of the forest, but no longer! Mighty warriors sutch as these" they point to the scale constructs "should be defending someplace a little more fortified, don't you think?" The crowd cheers. No one knows it, but sarlok is amping up their desire, their passion for safety, and xenophobia against the forest. Sarlok flaps their wings, and flies into the storm, taking their true form. A thousand-foot long serpent made of storm clouds, with five hundred pairs of wings. The serpent dives down, and curls up on the ground, fast as lightning, before uncurling and flying back up, leaving a jagged mountain riddled with caves where it once curled. It circles the peak some more, and a storm brews. A different kind of storm. This one doesn't expel lightning, but pure bolts of divine light. The serpent dives towards where sarlok was standing, and transforms back.
-20 for the mountain, +16 followers
-49 for the storm, +32 followers
2 cp remaining.
Bríz whispers something into Sarlok’s ear. “The warriors are for a trade. Otherwise, good speech.”
"(Gp)"
“To rephrase,” Bríz calls awkwardly. “These warriors are to be traded with our allies, and in return, they will give us blueprints to create our own machinery that will defend us when all else fails.”
"Yes, exactly! These warriors will metaphorically defend us, by giving us access to these blueprints"
*LMAO this is honestly really funny.*
“Yep, yep!” Bríz says. “I trust that we can defend ourselves with the power of our weapons.”
“Well tgat sounds depressing. Everyone should be in the mood for jokes!”
"I need your help with something."
“With what?”
"First, have you made a deal with Lux Imperius?"
“Who?”
"Lulu?"
“.. No idea who that is.”
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Anyone wanna rp? I got Samir, Bríz, Inachus, Aega, and Kalaposi and I may introduce a new character (not a god cause I’m satisfied with my current gods)*
Bríz stands before their people. “Today, I make an alliance that shall last a very long time. Today, we grow into a nation that will be feared.” A group of people pull out a wheelbarrow full of Angelic Drakon scales, and Bríz begins to cast light onto them. The Angelic Drakon scales turn into four medium sized beings, shining different colors. Their eyes are wide, sentient.
19 (sentient (1 due to connected), medium, demihuman (constructs), warforged or autognomes, your choice Void, or you can make a whole new race.) Halved down to 10 due to Lifebearer and Bríz now has two CP left.
6 follower dice. D6’s now because of category 3.
23
Lux Imperius watches the crowd from above, flying on golden wings.
Bríz notices Lulu and nods to her. “Our deal comes soon.” They mouth.
She smiles, and simply comtinues to watch. *Question. After a deal is made, can someone sink more points into the binding thing? Like, if a deal was made for 2, could it later be modified by the maker to instead cost 4? Also, does the maker of the deal need to pay anything to end it?*
*they don’t need to pay anything to end it, although idk if Bríz really promised that much. And ye, they can add more points to the deal. They just wouldn’t get the points returned by taking back the deal.*
*since Bríz is rping with Sarlok rn, wanna timeskip/do a different rp?*
*Sure! But, to my understanding, Brizz promised to always let her roll an extra time as long as she keeps her shop open and helps out the citezrns.*
*I meant Bríz wasn’t promised much in return 🙂↕️ so there really wouldn’t be any reason for her to take back the deal.*
*Who want?*
*Oh, yeah. That was just sort of a general question. brizz!*
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Anyone wanna rp? I got Samir, Bríz, Inachus, Aega, and Kalaposi and I may introduce a new character (not a god cause I’m satisfied with my current gods)*
Bríz stands before their people. “Today, I make an alliance that shall last a very long time. Today, we grow into a nation that will be feared.” A group of people pull out a wheelbarrow full of Angelic Drakon scales, and Bríz begins to cast light onto them. The Angelic Drakon scales turn into four medium sized beings, shining different colors. Their eyes are wide, sentient.
19 (sentient (1 due to connected), medium, demihuman (constructs), warforged or autognomes, your choice Void, or you can make a whole new race.) Halved down to 10 due to Lifebearer and Bríz now has two CP left.
6 follower dice. D6’s now because of category 3.
23
Lux Imperius watches the crowd from above, flying on golden wings.
Bríz notices Lulu and nods to her. “Our deal comes soon.” They mouth.
She smiles, and simply comtinues to watch. *Question. After a deal is made, can someone sink more points into the binding thing? Like, if a deal was made for 2, could it later be modified by the maker to instead cost 4? Also, does the maker of the deal need to pay anything to end it?*
*they don’t need to pay anything to end it, although idk if Bríz really promised that much. And ye, they can add more points to the deal. They just wouldn’t get the points returned by taking back the deal.*
*since Bríz is rping with Sarlok rn, wanna timeskip/do a different rp?*
*Sure! But, to my understanding, Brizz promised to always let her roll an extra time as long as she keeps her shop open and helps out the citezrns.*
*I meant Bríz wasn’t promised much in return 🙂↕️ so there really wouldn’t be any reason for her to take back the deal.*
*Who want?*
*Oh, yeah. That was just sort of a general question. brizz!*
After their speech and taking the air Genasi into the city, Bríz wanders out tiredly, looking for Lux Imperius.
*Anyone wanna rp? I got Samir, Bríz, Inachus, Aega, and Kalaposi and I may introduce a new character (not a god cause I’m satisfied with my current gods)*
Bríz stands before their people. “Today, I make an alliance that shall last a very long time. Today, we grow into a nation that will be feared.” A group of people pull out a wheelbarrow full of Angelic Drakon scales, and Bríz begins to cast light onto them. The Angelic Drakon scales turn into four medium sized beings, shining different colors. Their eyes are wide, sentient.
19 (sentient (1 due to connected), medium, demihuman (constructs), warforged or autognomes, your choice Void, or you can make a whole new race.) Halved down to 10 due to Lifebearer and Bríz now has two CP left.
6 follower dice. D6’s now because of category 3.
23
Sarlok flies down next to them. "Hello briz"
Bríz nods to their citizens to clear out of the center of the city, and then they smile at Sarlok. “Sarlok.” They greet. “Look at all the people in my city. Look at how they thrive.”
"Lovely. Two bits of news. One, I have enough power for a fortress, and I've brought my children" they gesture at a mass of air genasi outside the gates
“Excellent. Let us create the fortress. Perhaps we should also… bind ourselves. Make a pantheon. Another speech comes, then? I despise speeches.”
"Let me. A pantheon sounds excellent, although we might want more members" they raise their hands, and a storm begins brewing. "Mortals! Lend me your ears! Long have you suffered, barley containing the threats of the forest, but no longer! Mighty warriors sutch as these" they point to the scale constructs "should be defending someplace a little more fortified, don't you think?" The crowd cheers. No one knows it, but sarlok is amping up their desire, their passion for safety, and xenophobia against the forest. Sarlok flaps their wings, and flies into the storm, taking their true form. A thousand-foot long serpent made of storm clouds, with five hundred pairs of wings. The serpent dives down, and curls up on the ground, fast as lightning, before uncurling and flying back up, leaving a jagged mountain riddled with caves where it once curled. It circles the peak some more, and a storm brews. A different kind of storm. This one doesn't expel lightning, but pure bolts of divine light. The serpent dives towards where sarlok was standing, and transforms back.
-20 for the mountain, +16 followers
-49 for the storm, +32 followers
2 cp remaining.
Bríz whispers something into Sarlok’s ear. “The warriors are for a trade. Otherwise, good speech.”
"(Gp)"
“To rephrase,” Bríz calls awkwardly. “These warriors are to be traded with our allies, and in return, they will give us blueprints to create our own machinery that will defend us when all else fails.”
"Yes, exactly! These warriors will metaphorically defend us, by giving us access to these blueprints"
*LMAO this is honestly really funny.*
“Yep, yep!” Bríz says. “I trust that we can defend ourselves with the power of our weapons.”
*It was a metaphor the whole time, trust*
"And, with them and our new fortress, we can preemptively defend ourselves from the forest"
*Anyone wanna rp? I got Samir, Bríz, Inachus, Aega, and Kalaposi and I may introduce a new character (not a god cause I’m satisfied with my current gods)*
Bríz stands before their people. “Today, I make an alliance that shall last a very long time. Today, we grow into a nation that will be feared.” A group of people pull out a wheelbarrow full of Angelic Drakon scales, and Bríz begins to cast light onto them. The Angelic Drakon scales turn into four medium sized beings, shining different colors. Their eyes are wide, sentient.
19 (sentient (1 due to connected), medium, demihuman (constructs), warforged or autognomes, your choice Void, or you can make a whole new race.) Halved down to 10 due to Lifebearer and Bríz now has two CP left.
6 follower dice. D6’s now because of category 3.
23
Lux Imperius watches the crowd from above, flying on golden wings.
Bríz notices Lulu and nods to her. “Our deal comes soon.” They mouth.
She smiles, and simply comtinues to watch. *Question. After a deal is made, can someone sink more points into the binding thing? Like, if a deal was made for 2, could it later be modified by the maker to instead cost 4? Also, does the maker of the deal need to pay anything to end it?*
*they don’t need to pay anything to end it, although idk if Bríz really promised that much. And ye, they can add more points to the deal. They just wouldn’t get the points returned by taking back the deal.*
*since Bríz is rping with Sarlok rn, wanna timeskip/do a different rp?*
*Sure! But, to my understanding, Brizz promised to always let her roll an extra time as long as she keeps her shop open and helps out the citezrns.*
*I meant Bríz wasn’t promised much in return 🙂↕️ so there really wouldn’t be any reason for her to take back the deal.*
*Who want?*
*Oh, yeah. That was just sort of a general question. brizz!*
After their speech and taking the air Genasi into the city, Bríz wanders out tiredly, looking for Lux Imperius.
Lux Imperius walks out from behind a tree, twirling her microphone absentmindedly. “Hello, Brizz. What a coincidence tgat I wandered into you.”
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Anyone wanna rp? I got Samir, Bríz, Inachus, Aega, and Kalaposi and I may introduce a new character (not a god cause I’m satisfied with my current gods)*
Bríz stands before their people. “Today, I make an alliance that shall last a very long time. Today, we grow into a nation that will be feared.” A group of people pull out a wheelbarrow full of Angelic Drakon scales, and Bríz begins to cast light onto them. The Angelic Drakon scales turn into four medium sized beings, shining different colors. Their eyes are wide, sentient.
19 (sentient (1 due to connected), medium, demihuman (constructs), warforged or autognomes, your choice Void, or you can make a whole new race.) Halved down to 10 due to Lifebearer and Bríz now has two CP left.
6 follower dice. D6’s now because of category 3.
23
Lux Imperius watches the crowd from above, flying on golden wings.
Bríz notices Lulu and nods to her. “Our deal comes soon.” They mouth.
She smiles, and simply comtinues to watch. *Question. After a deal is made, can someone sink more points into the binding thing? Like, if a deal was made for 2, could it later be modified by the maker to instead cost 4? Also, does the maker of the deal need to pay anything to end it?*
*they don’t need to pay anything to end it, although idk if Bríz really promised that much. And ye, they can add more points to the deal. They just wouldn’t get the points returned by taking back the deal.*
*since Bríz is rping with Sarlok rn, wanna timeskip/do a different rp?*
*Sure! But, to my understanding, Brizz promised to always let her roll an extra time as long as she keeps her shop open and helps out the citezrns.*
*I meant Bríz wasn’t promised much in return 🙂↕️ so there really wouldn’t be any reason for her to take back the deal.*
*Who want?*
*Oh, yeah. That was just sort of a general question. brizz!*
After their speech and taking the air Genasi into the city, Bríz wanders out tiredly, looking for Lux Imperius.
Lux Imperius walks out from behind a tree, twirling her microphone absentmindedly. “Hello, Brizz. What a coincidence tgat I wandered into you.”
“Coincidence indeed.” They say, frowning. “What do you want?”
*Anyone wanna rp? I got Samir, Bríz, Inachus, Aega, and Kalaposi and I may introduce a new character (not a god cause I’m satisfied with my current gods)*
Bríz stands before their people. “Today, I make an alliance that shall last a very long time. Today, we grow into a nation that will be feared.” A group of people pull out a wheelbarrow full of Angelic Drakon scales, and Bríz begins to cast light onto them. The Angelic Drakon scales turn into four medium sized beings, shining different colors. Their eyes are wide, sentient.
19 (sentient (1 due to connected), medium, demihuman (constructs), warforged or autognomes, your choice Void, or you can make a whole new race.) Halved down to 10 due to Lifebearer and Bríz now has two CP left.
6 follower dice. D6’s now because of category 3.
23
Lux Imperius watches the crowd from above, flying on golden wings.
Bríz notices Lulu and nods to her. “Our deal comes soon.” They mouth.
She smiles, and simply comtinues to watch. *Question. After a deal is made, can someone sink more points into the binding thing? Like, if a deal was made for 2, could it later be modified by the maker to instead cost 4? Also, does the maker of the deal need to pay anything to end it?*
*they don’t need to pay anything to end it, although idk if Bríz really promised that much. And ye, they can add more points to the deal. They just wouldn’t get the points returned by taking back the deal.*
*since Bríz is rping with Sarlok rn, wanna timeskip/do a different rp?*
*Sure! But, to my understanding, Brizz promised to always let her roll an extra time as long as she keeps her shop open and helps out the citezrns.*
*I meant Bríz wasn’t promised much in return 🙂↕️ so there really wouldn’t be any reason for her to take back the deal.*
*Who want?*
*Oh, yeah. That was just sort of a general question. brizz!*
After their speech and taking the air Genasi into the city, Bríz wanders out tiredly, looking for Lux Imperius.
Lux Imperius walks out from behind a tree, twirling her microphone absentmindedly. “Hello, Brizz. What a coincidence tgat I wandered into you.”
“Coincidence indeed.” They say, frowning. “What do you want?”
“Just wanted to have a little… talk. I’ll be opening my branch of my market tommorow, which means you’ll be giving me the designated payment starting on that day. Do you understand?”
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Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
“Yes, we can defend ourselves. You are dismissed.”
"Perhaps whoever we're getting these blueprints from would be interested in fully joining our pantheon?"
“It’s the city I was telling you about earlier. And yes, I’ll ask them. I believe I have forged a connection with the… god connected member of their city.” They say, unsure how to phrase it.
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"Fair enough, but what should I call you?"
Through all the multiverse, I am The Singulairity.
“To rephrase,” Bríz calls awkwardly. “These warriors are to be traded with our allies, and in return, they will give us blueprints to create our own machinery that will defend us when all else fails.”
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
“Who?”
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Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*they don’t need to pay anything to end it, although idk if Bríz really promised that much. And ye, they can add more points to the deal. They just wouldn’t get the points returned by taking back the deal.*
*since Bríz is rping with Sarlok rn, wanna timeskip/do a different rp?*
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*Sure! But, to my understanding, Brizz promised to always let her roll an extra time as long as she keeps her shop open and helps out the citezrns.*
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Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Lulu?"
Through all the multiverse, I am The Singulairity.
"Yes, exactly! These warriors will metaphorically defend us, by giving us access to these blueprints"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
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*I meant Bríz wasn’t promised much in return 🙂↕️ so there really wouldn’t be any reason for her to take back the deal.*
*Who want?*
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*LMAO this is honestly really funny.*
“Yep, yep!” Bríz says. “I trust that we can defend ourselves with the power of our weapons.”
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
“.. No idea who that is.”
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Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Oh, yeah. That was just sort of a general question. brizz!*
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Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
After their speech and taking the air Genasi into the city, Bríz wanders out tiredly, looking for Lux Imperius.
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
*It was a metaphor the whole time, trust*
"And, with them and our new fortress, we can preemptively defend ourselves from the forest"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
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Lux Imperius walks out from behind a tree, twirling her microphone absentmindedly. “Hello, Brizz. What a coincidence tgat I wandered into you.”
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Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
“Coincidence indeed.” They say, frowning. “What do you want?”
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
*cut with Capatin.*
“Yes, we can defend ourselves. You are dismissed.”
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
“Just wanted to have a little… talk. I’ll be opening my branch of my market tommorow, which means you’ll be giving me the designated payment starting on that day. Do you understand?”
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You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*cut with Gonz*
“I was under the impression that we could start the deal whenever I was ready. I am not ready yet.”
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Perhaps whoever we're getting these blueprints from would be interested in fully joining our pantheon?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
“It’s the city I was telling you about earlier. And yes, I’ll ask them. I believe I have forged a connection with the… god connected member of their city.” They say, unsure how to phrase it.
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.