*Anyone wanna rp? And with who? Also new god possibly coming.*
*Sure, Yuki and Kalaposi.*
Kalaposi’s island has been expanding greatly. They wander around it, staring up at the night sky and playing their lute. After messing up a song one too many times, they gently set their lute on the ground and sigh.
Yuki appears about 20 feet away.
Kalaposi yelps as Yuki appears. “W-what are you doing here?”
Yuki smiles, "Hello again, didn't mean to surprise you."
“It’s… no problem. But what are you doing?”
"Came to catch up, anything new?"
“My curse was removed by a kind god…”
Yuki gives Kalaposi a surprised look, "Oh really?"
“Yeah… I think the ability may have been inside of me all along. I just missed it.”
"That's interesting, I now have control over reality a bit."
They smile weakly. “Wonderful for you.”
"Something wrong?"
“The whole world seems… cruel.”
Yuki frowns, "Some parts are cruel, but some are beautiful."
*Anyone wanna rp? And with who? Also new god possibly coming.*
*MMM maybe Lux Imperius and someone?*
*Okayokayokay, who want?*
*Hmmm... Briz?*
*Okay! How should the summit have gone? We kinda skipped past that… well at least I did. Sorry.*
*Uh, I think that Briz probably would've been able to convince DEITY that LuLu was manipulating/threatening them, and tryna take over the world and stuff. As for punishment? Idk.*
*Uhmmm I like the current plot though. Feel like Bríz would try to come after LuLu again and then just fail horribly.*
*Alright! So, maybe then everyone just started arguing or whatever, and nothing really came of it?*
*Yep, works for me!*
Bríz flies through the sky at a fast pace, wings flapping quickly. Their armor seems heavier on their shoulders than it normally is, and they spin around cautiously, gripping their rifle.
Briz notices something out of the corner of their eye. Or, rather, someone. Flying on her golden wheel towards what seems to be a floating island, is Lux Imperius, her bright red jacket flapping in the wind.
Bríz is gonna try to hide behind a large cloud. 12 to hide.
*... well. Perception/insight from Briz? LuLu's passive perception Is higher than 12, and with the fact that she's not really facing towards them or really looking, I'm just gonna use that.*
Perception, 11
*well*
As they hide, they don't seem to notice anything off with LuLu. She seems not to notice them. From their cloud, they get a rather good vantage point to see that eventually, she lands on the island and enters what appears to be a large carnival tent.
Bríz flutters down, casting fireball at the tent at third level. DC 14 save or take Dice rolls not yet available for this section. damage or half as much on a success.
*Anyone wanna rp? And with who? Also new god possibly coming.*
*Sure, Yuki and Kalaposi.*
Kalaposi’s island has been expanding greatly. They wander around it, staring up at the night sky and playing their lute. After messing up a song one too many times, they gently set their lute on the ground and sigh.
Yuki appears about 20 feet away.
Kalaposi yelps as Yuki appears. “W-what are you doing here?”
Yuki smiles, "Hello again, didn't mean to surprise you."
“It’s… no problem. But what are you doing?”
"Came to catch up, anything new?"
“My curse was removed by a kind god…”
Yuki gives Kalaposi a surprised look, "Oh really?"
“Yeah… I think the ability may have been inside of me all along. I just missed it.”
"That's interesting, I now have control over reality a bit."
They smile weakly. “Wonderful for you.”
"Something wrong?"
“The whole world seems… cruel.”
Yuki frowns, "Some parts are cruel, but some are beautiful."
*Anyone wanna rp? And with who? Also new god possibly coming.*
*MMM maybe Lux Imperius and someone?*
*Okayokayokay, who want?*
*Hmmm... Briz?*
*Okay! How should the summit have gone? We kinda skipped past that… well at least I did. Sorry.*
*Uh, I think that Briz probably would've been able to convince DEITY that LuLu was manipulating/threatening them, and tryna take over the world and stuff. As for punishment? Idk.*
*Uhmmm I like the current plot though. Feel like Bríz would try to come after LuLu again and then just fail horribly.*
*Alright! So, maybe then everyone just started arguing or whatever, and nothing really came of it?*
*Yep, works for me!*
Bríz flies through the sky at a fast pace, wings flapping quickly. Their armor seems heavier on their shoulders than it normally is, and they spin around cautiously, gripping their rifle.
Briz notices something out of the corner of their eye. Or, rather, someone. Flying on her golden wheel towards what seems to be a floating island, is Lux Imperius, her bright red jacket flapping in the wind.
Bríz is gonna try to hide behind a large cloud. 12 to hide.
*... well. Perception/insight from Briz? LuLu's passive perception Is higher than 12, and with the fact that she's not really facing towards them or really looking, I'm just gonna use that.*
Perception, 11
*well*
As they hide, they don't seem to notice anything off with LuLu. She seems not to notice them. From their cloud, they get a rather good vantage point to see that eventually, she lands on the island and enters what appears to be a large carnival tent.
Bríz flutters down, casting fireball at the tent at third level. DC 14 save or take Dice rolls not yet available for this section. damage or half as much on a success.
*well*
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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!
As the ball of fire explodes into existence, Briz hears screams cry out into the air. The screams of people, trapped under burning cloth, dying. The large tent collapses, as fire licks the brightly colored fabric until it fades to ashen black. The once joyful music playing at the carnival has been traded for a symphony of screams punctuated by the crackle of fire. As the fire begins to spread to the other areas of the carnival, a large rainstorm crackles overhead, alongside a blizzard apparating from nowhere. Soon, the fire is out. Soon, all is quiet. Only a few hushed murmurs remain. A child crying. A mother weeping. The flapping of a charred flag in the wind. Stepping out from underneath a collapsed section of the tent is Lux Imperius. Her red jacket has burned away, revealing a white, gold, and red suit jacket underneath. Her microphone and gavel staff are missing. Her eyes glow an unsettling gold.
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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!
As the ball of fire explodes into existence, Briz hears screams cry out into the air. The screams of people, trapped under burning cloth, dying. The large tent collapses, as fire licks the brightly colored fabric until it fades to ashen black. The once joyful music playing at the carnival has been traded for a symphony of screams punctuated by the crackle of fire. As the fire begins to spread to the other areas of the carnival, a large rainstorm crackles overhead, alongside a blizzard apparating from nowhere. Soon, the fire is out. Soon, all is quiet. Only a few hushed murmurs remain. A child crying. A mother weeping. The flapping of a charred flag in the wind. Stepping out from underneath a collapsed section of the tent is Lux Imperius. Her red jacket has burned away, revealing a white, gold, and red suit jacket underneath. Her microphone and gavel staff are missing. Her eyes glow an unsettling gold.
*Doop?*
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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!
As the ball of fire explodes into existence, Briz hears screams cry out into the air. The screams of people, trapped under burning cloth, dying. The large tent collapses, as fire licks the brightly colored fabric until it fades to ashen black. The once joyful music playing at the carnival has been traded for a symphony of screams punctuated by the crackle of fire. As the fire begins to spread to the other areas of the carnival, a large rainstorm crackles overhead, alongside a blizzard apparating from nowhere. Soon, the fire is out. Soon, all is quiet. Only a few hushed murmurs remain. A child crying. A mother weeping. The flapping of a charred flag in the wind. Stepping out from underneath a collapsed section of the tent is Lux Imperius. Her red jacket has burned away, revealing a white, gold, and red suit jacket underneath. Her microphone and gavel staff are missing. Her eyes glow an unsettling gold.
*Doop?*
"Two jackets." Bríz remarks coldly. "Of course a showwoman like you would be wearing extras."
As the ball of fire explodes into existence, Briz hears screams cry out into the air. The screams of people, trapped under burning cloth, dying. The large tent collapses, as fire licks the brightly colored fabric until it fades to ashen black. The once joyful music playing at the carnival has been traded for a symphony of screams punctuated by the crackle of fire. As the fire begins to spread to the other areas of the carnival, a large rainstorm crackles overhead, alongside a blizzard apparating from nowhere. Soon, the fire is out. Soon, all is quiet. Only a few hushed murmurs remain. A child crying. A mother weeping. The flapping of a charred flag in the wind. Stepping out from underneath a collapsed section of the tent is Lux Imperius. Her red jacket has burned away, revealing a white, gold, and red suit jacket underneath. Her microphone and gavel staff are missing. Her eyes glow an unsettling gold.
*Doop?*
"Two jackets." Bríz remarks coldly. "Of course a showwoman like you would be wearing extras."
Initiative: 9
"Cut to the chase. Why are you here. Why did you kill these shoppers and explode my tent. Explain or die." She blesses herself, giving her advantage on dexterity based checks. Initiative: 21
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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!
As the ball of fire explodes into existence, Briz hears screams cry out into the air. The screams of people, trapped under burning cloth, dying. The large tent collapses, as fire licks the brightly colored fabric until it fades to ashen black. The once joyful music playing at the carnival has been traded for a symphony of screams punctuated by the crackle of fire. As the fire begins to spread to the other areas of the carnival, a large rainstorm crackles overhead, alongside a blizzard apparating from nowhere. Soon, the fire is out. Soon, all is quiet. Only a few hushed murmurs remain. A child crying. A mother weeping. The flapping of a charred flag in the wind. Stepping out from underneath a collapsed section of the tent is Lux Imperius. Her red jacket has burned away, revealing a white, gold, and red suit jacket underneath. Her microphone and gavel staff are missing. Her eyes glow an unsettling gold.
*Doop?*
"Two jackets." Bríz remarks coldly. "Of course a showwoman like you would be wearing extras."
Initiative: 9
"Cut to the chase. Why are you here. Why did you kill these shoppers and explode my tent. Explain or die." She blesses herself, giving her advantage on dexterity based checks. Initiative: 21
"Acting so benevolent now? Hm. I think I'll die anyways. Better than bowing to someone like you."
As the ball of fire explodes into existence, Briz hears screams cry out into the air. The screams of people, trapped under burning cloth, dying. The large tent collapses, as fire licks the brightly colored fabric until it fades to ashen black. The once joyful music playing at the carnival has been traded for a symphony of screams punctuated by the crackle of fire. As the fire begins to spread to the other areas of the carnival, a large rainstorm crackles overhead, alongside a blizzard apparating from nowhere. Soon, the fire is out. Soon, all is quiet. Only a few hushed murmurs remain. A child crying. A mother weeping. The flapping of a charred flag in the wind. Stepping out from underneath a collapsed section of the tent is Lux Imperius. Her red jacket has burned away, revealing a white, gold, and red suit jacket underneath. Her microphone and gavel staff are missing. Her eyes glow an unsettling gold.
*Doop?*
"Two jackets." Bríz remarks coldly. "Of course a showwoman like you would be wearing extras."
Initiative: 9
"Cut to the chase. Why are you here. Why did you kill these shoppers and explode my tent. Explain or die." She blesses herself, giving her advantage on dexterity based checks. Initiative: 21
A storm starts to gather above Briz, crackling with radiant energy. It seems inconsequential, like whatever it is will take too long to be of any importance, until an oppressive noise starts to build up, and the cloud vanishes in a blast of pure light. Hundreds of beams of light rain down from the heavens, searing into their skin. DC 26 DEX save or take 58 radiant damage, half on a success.
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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!
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...
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!
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...
Yuki frowns, "Some parts are cruel, but some are beautiful."
Yuki Natsuki
Hephestus
Milesperhour
Bríz flutters down, casting fireball at the tent at third level. DC 14 save or take Dice rolls not yet available for this section. damage or half as much on a success.
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
35
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
“Seems like all we do is make it cruel.”
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
*well*
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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!
"You better not be depressed, if you are I'm gonna take that book back."
Yuki Natsuki
Hephestus
Milesperhour
As the ball of fire explodes into existence, Briz hears screams cry out into the air. The screams of people, trapped under burning cloth, dying. The large tent collapses, as fire licks the brightly colored fabric until it fades to ashen black. The once joyful music playing at the carnival has been traded for a symphony of screams punctuated by the crackle of fire. As the fire begins to spread to the other areas of the carnival, a large rainstorm crackles overhead, alongside a blizzard apparating from nowhere. Soon, the fire is out. Soon, all is quiet. Only a few hushed murmurs remain. A child crying. A mother weeping. The flapping of a charred flag in the wind. Stepping out from underneath a collapsed section of the tent is Lux Imperius. Her red jacket has burned away, revealing a white, gold, and red suit jacket underneath. Her microphone and gavel staff are missing. Her eyes glow an unsettling gold.
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!
*Doop?*
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!
"Two jackets." Bríz remarks coldly. "Of course a showwoman like you would be wearing extras."
Initiative: 9
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Cut to the chase. Why are you here. Why did you kill these shoppers and explode my tent. Explain or die." She blesses herself, giving her advantage on dexterity based checks. Initiative: 21
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!
"Acting so benevolent now? Hm. I think I'll die anyways. Better than bowing to someone like you."
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
*Naner?*
Yuki Natsuki
Hephestus
Milesperhour
A storm starts to gather above Briz, crackling with radiant energy. It seems inconsequential, like whatever it is will take too long to be of any importance, until an oppressive noise starts to build up, and the cloud vanishes in a blast of pure light. Hundreds of beams of light rain down from the heavens, searing into their skin. DC 26 DEX save or take 58 radiant damage, half on a success.
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 rp?*
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...*Sher!*
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!
Summer is relaxing near her lake.
Ren is playing in the treetops.
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...Yuki's CP: 6
Yuki Natsuki
Hephestus
Milesperhour