*Two things. One: Can you pick a better name? There is a name generator on DDB for a reason. Two: Give a description of the character and explain what there doing.*
*ok, dont (never realized that existed lol, vlix is definatly better)*
an aaracokra cleans a rifle, they look gooslike, with pure white feathers, and a simple jerkin and breeches. they dont seem exactly focused on the area around them, though they occasionaly look up, and glance around before resuming cleaning
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(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
"The void is a mouth crying to be filled, a blank mind aching for thought, a cavity desperate for shape."
*Could one make a non combat/adventurer character that like... lives in the city and works there? Was probably born there? Or would that just be a NPC.*
"Why thank you! It is good to have another name under my belt. Now, do you know where we are?"
"The Darkest dungeon. Go register if you wish to join."
"... And if I don't...? What if I want to leave?"
"Then you leave. I don't know. Although you could join my party."
"... Eh. Sure. Might as well."
"Okay!"
"... How do I sign up...?"
"Follow"
"... Alright, sure."
They lead the fairy to administration.
Mel flutters up to whoever's in charge of administration.
"Um. Hello. I'm gonna be a part of this rando's party."
Clara looks up and smiles before handing them a document "Sign that please."
"... Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." Mel pulls out a pair of oversized glasses, and carefully thumbs through the document, before asking, "Question. When does the deal end?"
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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 open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
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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 open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
A small fairy flutters by, looking at him curiously.
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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 open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
A small fairy flutters by, looking at him curiously.
Sparrow waves to the fairy, smiling widely. "Hi! What's up?"
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*I can! sparrow?*
*Yes ofc!*
Sparrow wanders around the city, showing his badge to anyone who cares.
*I know most people have em, he's just dumb.*
*vlix doesnt i dont think lol* a white goose-like aarakocra flicks a weird glance at him as he passes, (if we can have our weapons, he has his rifle, if not, he doesnt)
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(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
"The void is a mouth crying to be filled, a blank mind aching for thought, a cavity desperate for shape."
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
A small fairy flutters by, looking at him curiously.
Sparrow waves to the fairy, smiling widely. "Hi! What's up?"
"... The sky? I think? Usually it is. Sometime's it's down. Only on Tuesdays. My name's Mel! Can I have your name?"
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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 open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*I can! sparrow?*
*Yes ofc!*
Sparrow wanders around the city, showing his badge to anyone who cares.
*I know most people have em, he's just dumb.*
*vlix doesnt i dont think lol* a white goose-like aarakocra flicks a weird glance at him as he passes, (if we can have our weapons, he has his rifle, if not, he doesnt)
Sparrow grins at the aarakockra widely. "Heya!" He says, waving.
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Anyone open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
*Sparrow!*
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
A small fairy flutters by, looking at him curiously.
Sparrow waves to the fairy, smiling widely. "Hi! What's up?"
"... The sky? I think? Usually it is. Sometime's it's down. Only on Tuesdays. My name's Mel! Can I have your name?"
Sparrow chuckles. "I'm Sparrow! And honestly with the whole being underground thing, I think it might not be the sky that's up."
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
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*ok, dont (never realized that existed lol, vlix is definatly better)*
an aaracokra cleans a rifle, they look gooslike, with pure white feathers, and a simple jerkin and breeches. they dont seem exactly focused on the area around them, though they occasionaly look up, and glance around before resuming cleaning
(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
PM me the word AVACADO
*it'd kinda be an NPC? but yeah you can*
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*Alr 🙂↕️*
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*You ready?*
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*Yup*
Init: 9
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
As you enter the room you see cinderhild standing right Infront of you grinning before using her club to attack you
To hit:14 Damage:16
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Axel easily spins out of the way, using his bonus action to enter a rage. Then he attacks. 18 to hit, 11 damage
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
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 open for rp? I could do a city npc or Sparrow. Axel and Mist are in combat/outside of the city.*
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*i do have character now, anyone wanna interact? (not sure how busy everyone else is w/ their chars)*
(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
PM me the word AVACADO
*I can! sparrow?*
(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
PM me the word AVACADO
*Sparrow!*
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!
*Yes ofc!*
Sparrow wanders around the city, showing his badge to anyone who cares.
*I know most people have em, he's just dumb.*
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
Sparrow is playing his lute near the tavern, drinking warm apple cider. He has found a ragged blanket in his bag and has it around his shoulders while he breathes on his apple cider to cool it off.
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
A small fairy flutters by, looking at him curiously.
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!
Sparrow waves to the fairy, smiling widely. "Hi! What's up?"
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*vlix doesnt i dont think lol* a white goose-like aarakocra flicks a weird glance at him as he passes, (if we can have our weapons, he has his rifle, if not, he doesnt)
(>call me void for it is what i am<)
(|he/him|)
PM me the word AVACADO
"... The sky? I think? Usually it is. Sometime's it's down. Only on Tuesdays. My name's Mel! Can I have your name?"
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!
Sparrow grins at the aarakockra widely. "Heya!" He says, waving.
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
Sparrow chuckles. "I'm Sparrow! And honestly with the whole being underground thing, I think it might not be the sky that's up."
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.