*Thymacchia's stage is parked outside bríz village if you want to do anything about that*
*ooooh alr.*
A stage has appeared outside bríz' village. It's badly water damaged. The curtains are closed before the show. Flyers advertising "the great thymacchia, starring in a new opera" begin to appear in the village. (-2)
Bríz grabs one of the flyers, glancing at it. They fly over, curious.
Several villagers are in attendance as well, as the curtains open, revealing actors made of sand, and the star being a humanoid woman dressed in flowing silks and an impossibly beautiful silver mask. However, her dress moves... Strangely. There's more than two legs under there. The lights come up, and the show begins.
The story is a melodrama of seven siblings, endlessly reincarnating in new worlds, and all their loves, betrayals, and triumphs. However, that's not the most interesting part.
As briz watches, the star slowly changes form. Her silks become more feather like. The dress changes style to match that of the villagers. Still lavish and elegant, but familiar. Most striking, however, is the mask. It changes and morphs, and you recognize the features it duplicates. That of the villagers, and even yourself. As you scan the enraptured audience, their faces become plainer. Their clothes loose what makes them interesting. You seem to be unharmed. As the actors bow and the curtain closes, you overhear the villagers talking about how familiar she seemed. Like something you remember forgetting. (-2)
Bríz frowns. Something about the woman did seem familiar, but not in the same way that the villagers were thinking. They wander backstage, looking for the woman.
The sand actors are nowhere to be found, and you do find thymacchia's dressing room. It has a star on the door
Bríz takes a second to look for any hiding actors before knocking on the door.
*Thymacchia's stage is parked outside bríz village if you want to do anything about that*
*ooooh alr.*
A stage has appeared outside bríz' village. It's badly water damaged. The curtains are closed before the show. Flyers advertising "the great thymacchia, starring in a new opera" begin to appear in the village. (-2)
Bríz grabs one of the flyers, glancing at it. They fly over, curious.
Several villagers are in attendance as well, as the curtains open, revealing actors made of sand, and the star being a humanoid woman dressed in flowing silks and an impossibly beautiful silver mask. However, her dress moves... Strangely. There's more than two legs under there. The lights come up, and the show begins.
The story is a melodrama of seven siblings, endlessly reincarnating in new worlds, and all their loves, betrayals, and triumphs. However, that's not the most interesting part.
As briz watches, the star slowly changes form. Her silks become more feather like. The dress changes style to match that of the villagers. Still lavish and elegant, but familiar. Most striking, however, is the mask. It changes and morphs, and you recognize the features it duplicates. That of the villagers, and even yourself. As you scan the enraptured audience, their faces become plainer. Their clothes loose what makes them interesting. You seem to be unharmed. As the actors bow and the curtain closes, you overhear the villagers talking about how familiar she seemed. Like something you remember forgetting. (-2)
Bríz frowns. Something about the woman did seem familiar, but not in the same way that the villagers were thinking. They wander backstage, looking for the woman.
The sand actors are nowhere to be found, and you do find thymacchia's dressing room. It has a star on the door
Bríz takes a second to look for any hiding actors before knocking on the door.
The door creaks open, revealing thymacchia in her true form. Still humanoid from the waist up, dressed in the same flowing silks and silver mask, but her body is chitinous. Insectile. Two finlike butterfly wings sprout from her back, and her lower half is that of a lobster, with countless humanoid legs. "Hello. You saw the show"
*Thymacchia's stage is parked outside bríz village if you want to do anything about that*
*ooooh alr.*
A stage has appeared outside bríz' village. It's badly water damaged. The curtains are closed before the show. Flyers advertising "the great thymacchia, starring in a new opera" begin to appear in the village. (-2)
Bríz grabs one of the flyers, glancing at it. They fly over, curious.
Several villagers are in attendance as well, as the curtains open, revealing actors made of sand, and the star being a humanoid woman dressed in flowing silks and an impossibly beautiful silver mask. However, her dress moves... Strangely. There's more than two legs under there. The lights come up, and the show begins.
The story is a melodrama of seven siblings, endlessly reincarnating in new worlds, and all their loves, betrayals, and triumphs. However, that's not the most interesting part.
As briz watches, the star slowly changes form. Her silks become more feather like. The dress changes style to match that of the villagers. Still lavish and elegant, but familiar. Most striking, however, is the mask. It changes and morphs, and you recognize the features it duplicates. That of the villagers, and even yourself. As you scan the enraptured audience, their faces become plainer. Their clothes loose what makes them interesting. You seem to be unharmed. As the actors bow and the curtain closes, you overhear the villagers talking about how familiar she seemed. Like something you remember forgetting. (-2)
Bríz frowns. Something about the woman did seem familiar, but not in the same way that the villagers were thinking. They wander backstage, looking for the woman.
The sand actors are nowhere to be found, and you do find thymacchia's dressing room. It has a star on the door
Bríz takes a second to look for any hiding actors before knocking on the door.
The door creaks open, revealing thymacchia in her true form. Still humanoid from the waist up, dressed in the same flowing silks and silver mask, but her body is chitinous. Insectile. Two finlike butterfly wings sprout from her back, and her lower half is that of a lobster, with countless humanoid legs. "Hello. You saw the show"
Bríz seems unfazed by her appearance. “I did. It was quite interesting.”
*Thymacchia's stage is parked outside bríz village if you want to do anything about that*
*ooooh alr.*
A stage has appeared outside bríz' village. It's badly water damaged. The curtains are closed before the show. Flyers advertising "the great thymacchia, starring in a new opera" begin to appear in the village. (-2)
Bríz grabs one of the flyers, glancing at it. They fly over, curious.
Several villagers are in attendance as well, as the curtains open, revealing actors made of sand, and the star being a humanoid woman dressed in flowing silks and an impossibly beautiful silver mask. However, her dress moves... Strangely. There's more than two legs under there. The lights come up, and the show begins.
The story is a melodrama of seven siblings, endlessly reincarnating in new worlds, and all their loves, betrayals, and triumphs. However, that's not the most interesting part.
As briz watches, the star slowly changes form. Her silks become more feather like. The dress changes style to match that of the villagers. Still lavish and elegant, but familiar. Most striking, however, is the mask. It changes and morphs, and you recognize the features it duplicates. That of the villagers, and even yourself. As you scan the enraptured audience, their faces become plainer. Their clothes loose what makes them interesting. You seem to be unharmed. As the actors bow and the curtain closes, you overhear the villagers talking about how familiar she seemed. Like something you remember forgetting. (-2)
Bríz frowns. Something about the woman did seem familiar, but not in the same way that the villagers were thinking. They wander backstage, looking for the woman.
The sand actors are nowhere to be found, and you do find thymacchia's dressing room. It has a star on the door
Bríz takes a second to look for any hiding actors before knocking on the door.
The door creaks open, revealing thymacchia in her true form. Still humanoid from the waist up, dressed in the same flowing silks and silver mask, but her body is chitinous. Insectile. Two finlike butterfly wings sprout from her back, and her lower half is that of a lobster, with countless humanoid legs. "Hello. You saw the show"
Bríz seems unfazed by her appearance. “I did. It was quite interesting.”
*Thymacchia's stage is parked outside bríz village if you want to do anything about that*
*ooooh alr.*
A stage has appeared outside bríz' village. It's badly water damaged. The curtains are closed before the show. Flyers advertising "the great thymacchia, starring in a new opera" begin to appear in the village. (-2)
Bríz grabs one of the flyers, glancing at it. They fly over, curious.
Several villagers are in attendance as well, as the curtains open, revealing actors made of sand, and the star being a humanoid woman dressed in flowing silks and an impossibly beautiful silver mask. However, her dress moves... Strangely. There's more than two legs under there. The lights come up, and the show begins.
The story is a melodrama of seven siblings, endlessly reincarnating in new worlds, and all their loves, betrayals, and triumphs. However, that's not the most interesting part.
As briz watches, the star slowly changes form. Her silks become more feather like. The dress changes style to match that of the villagers. Still lavish and elegant, but familiar. Most striking, however, is the mask. It changes and morphs, and you recognize the features it duplicates. That of the villagers, and even yourself. As you scan the enraptured audience, their faces become plainer. Their clothes loose what makes them interesting. You seem to be unharmed. As the actors bow and the curtain closes, you overhear the villagers talking about how familiar she seemed. Like something you remember forgetting. (-2)
Bríz frowns. Something about the woman did seem familiar, but not in the same way that the villagers were thinking. They wander backstage, looking for the woman.
The sand actors are nowhere to be found, and you do find thymacchia's dressing room. It has a star on the door
Bríz takes a second to look for any hiding actors before knocking on the door.
The door creaks open, revealing thymacchia in her true form. Still humanoid from the waist up, dressed in the same flowing silks and silver mask, but her body is chitinous. Insectile. Two finlike butterfly wings sprout from her back, and her lower half is that of a lobster, with countless humanoid legs. "Hello. You saw the show"
Bríz seems unfazed by her appearance. “I did. It was quite interesting.”
"Flatterer" her wings become more feather like
“I met someone a while back. An armored warrior. I am wondering if you have any connection to him.”
*Thymacchia's stage is parked outside bríz village if you want to do anything about that*
*ooooh alr.*
A stage has appeared outside bríz' village. It's badly water damaged. The curtains are closed before the show. Flyers advertising "the great thymacchia, starring in a new opera" begin to appear in the village. (-2)
Bríz grabs one of the flyers, glancing at it. They fly over, curious.
Several villagers are in attendance as well, as the curtains open, revealing actors made of sand, and the star being a humanoid woman dressed in flowing silks and an impossibly beautiful silver mask. However, her dress moves... Strangely. There's more than two legs under there. The lights come up, and the show begins.
The story is a melodrama of seven siblings, endlessly reincarnating in new worlds, and all their loves, betrayals, and triumphs. However, that's not the most interesting part.
As briz watches, the star slowly changes form. Her silks become more feather like. The dress changes style to match that of the villagers. Still lavish and elegant, but familiar. Most striking, however, is the mask. It changes and morphs, and you recognize the features it duplicates. That of the villagers, and even yourself. As you scan the enraptured audience, their faces become plainer. Their clothes loose what makes them interesting. You seem to be unharmed. As the actors bow and the curtain closes, you overhear the villagers talking about how familiar she seemed. Like something you remember forgetting. (-2)
Bríz frowns. Something about the woman did seem familiar, but not in the same way that the villagers were thinking. They wander backstage, looking for the woman.
The sand actors are nowhere to be found, and you do find thymacchia's dressing room. It has a star on the door
Bríz takes a second to look for any hiding actors before knocking on the door.
The door creaks open, revealing thymacchia in her true form. Still humanoid from the waist up, dressed in the same flowing silks and silver mask, but her body is chitinous. Insectile. Two finlike butterfly wings sprout from her back, and her lower half is that of a lobster, with countless humanoid legs. "Hello. You saw the show"
Bríz seems unfazed by her appearance. “I did. It was quite interesting.”
"Flatterer" her wings become more feather like
“I met someone a while back. An armored warrior. I am wondering if you have any connection to him.”
She gasps in mock delight. "My brother. Red eyes? Austere?"
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
*Thymacchia's stage is parked outside bríz village if you want to do anything about that*
*ooooh alr.*
A stage has appeared outside bríz' village. It's badly water damaged. The curtains are closed before the show. Flyers advertising "the great thymacchia, starring in a new opera" begin to appear in the village. (-2)
Bríz grabs one of the flyers, glancing at it. They fly over, curious.
Several villagers are in attendance as well, as the curtains open, revealing actors made of sand, and the star being a humanoid woman dressed in flowing silks and an impossibly beautiful silver mask. However, her dress moves... Strangely. There's more than two legs under there. The lights come up, and the show begins.
The story is a melodrama of seven siblings, endlessly reincarnating in new worlds, and all their loves, betrayals, and triumphs. However, that's not the most interesting part.
As briz watches, the star slowly changes form. Her silks become more feather like. The dress changes style to match that of the villagers. Still lavish and elegant, but familiar. Most striking, however, is the mask. It changes and morphs, and you recognize the features it duplicates. That of the villagers, and even yourself. As you scan the enraptured audience, their faces become plainer. Their clothes loose what makes them interesting. You seem to be unharmed. As the actors bow and the curtain closes, you overhear the villagers talking about how familiar she seemed. Like something you remember forgetting. (-2)
Bríz frowns. Something about the woman did seem familiar, but not in the same way that the villagers were thinking. They wander backstage, looking for the woman.
The sand actors are nowhere to be found, and you do find thymacchia's dressing room. It has a star on the door
Bríz takes a second to look for any hiding actors before knocking on the door.
The door creaks open, revealing thymacchia in her true form. Still humanoid from the waist up, dressed in the same flowing silks and silver mask, but her body is chitinous. Insectile. Two finlike butterfly wings sprout from her back, and her lower half is that of a lobster, with countless humanoid legs. "Hello. You saw the show"
Bríz seems unfazed by her appearance. “I did. It was quite interesting.”
"Flatterer" her wings become more feather like
“I met someone a while back. An armored warrior. I am wondering if you have any connection to him.”
She gasps in mock delight. "My brother. Red eyes? Austere?"
“He is my ally, and therefore by connection, you are a friend.”
*Thymacchia's stage is parked outside bríz village if you want to do anything about that*
*ooooh alr.*
A stage has appeared outside bríz' village. It's badly water damaged. The curtains are closed before the show. Flyers advertising "the great thymacchia, starring in a new opera" begin to appear in the village. (-2)
Bríz grabs one of the flyers, glancing at it. They fly over, curious.
Several villagers are in attendance as well, as the curtains open, revealing actors made of sand, and the star being a humanoid woman dressed in flowing silks and an impossibly beautiful silver mask. However, her dress moves... Strangely. There's more than two legs under there. The lights come up, and the show begins.
The story is a melodrama of seven siblings, endlessly reincarnating in new worlds, and all their loves, betrayals, and triumphs. However, that's not the most interesting part.
As briz watches, the star slowly changes form. Her silks become more feather like. The dress changes style to match that of the villagers. Still lavish and elegant, but familiar. Most striking, however, is the mask. It changes and morphs, and you recognize the features it duplicates. That of the villagers, and even yourself. As you scan the enraptured audience, their faces become plainer. Their clothes loose what makes them interesting. You seem to be unharmed. As the actors bow and the curtain closes, you overhear the villagers talking about how familiar she seemed. Like something you remember forgetting. (-2)
Bríz frowns. Something about the woman did seem familiar, but not in the same way that the villagers were thinking. They wander backstage, looking for the woman.
The sand actors are nowhere to be found, and you do find thymacchia's dressing room. It has a star on the door
Bríz takes a second to look for any hiding actors before knocking on the door.
The door creaks open, revealing thymacchia in her true form. Still humanoid from the waist up, dressed in the same flowing silks and silver mask, but her body is chitinous. Insectile. Two finlike butterfly wings sprout from her back, and her lower half is that of a lobster, with countless humanoid legs. "Hello. You saw the show"
Bríz seems unfazed by her appearance. “I did. It was quite interesting.”
"Flatterer" her wings become more feather like
“I met someone a while back. An armored warrior. I am wondering if you have any connection to him.”
She gasps in mock delight. "My brother. Red eyes? Austere?"
“He is my ally, and therefore by connection, you are a friend.”
"Well" she exhales "I didn't know he could do alliances. Good for him" she performatively looks you up and down, the features of the mask shifting "a pleasure to make your acquaintance" she offers a three-digit chitinous hand
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
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...
*I’d be up for it! May have to go in less than an hour tho.*
*Alrighty! WOuld you like to intro or should I?*
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Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
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...
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
*I’d be up for it! May have to go in less than an hour tho.*
*Alrighty! WOuld you like to intro or should I?*
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*I’ll intro the characters I’d like to use and you can choose which one suits your fancy.*
Bríz is setting up a training ground. They’ve already set up a small area for themself, and they fire bullets quickly at an armored training dummy, always hitting their mark.
Eden’s forest has grown yet again. Eyes seem to stare out from the trees, and she herself can be heard humming from the center, even though the center is miles away.
Percival is being a Disney princess and singing to the plants to help them grow.
Ren is leaping from branch to branch, batting at birds in the treetops.
A soft and feminine voice speaks from under Ren. “It is unique to see another forest. Yours is far less treacherous than mine.” When Ren looks down, she sees a tall dark armored figure with vines binding the armor to her body. The vines seem to grow from her exposed skin.
Bríz takes a second to look for any hiding actors before knocking on the door.
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
The door creaks open, revealing thymacchia in her true form. Still humanoid from the waist up, dressed in the same flowing silks and silver mask, but her body is chitinous. Insectile. Two finlike butterfly wings sprout from her back, and her lower half is that of a lobster, with countless humanoid legs. "Hello. You saw the show"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
Bríz seems unfazed by her appearance. “I did. It was quite interesting.”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
"Flatterer" her wings become more feather like
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
“I met someone a while back. An armored warrior. I am wondering if you have any connection to him.”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
She gasps in mock delight. "My brother. Red eyes? Austere?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*would anybody like to RP?*
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
“He is my ally, and therefore by connection, you are a friend.”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
"Well" she exhales "I didn't know he could do alliances. Good for him" she performatively looks you up and down, the features of the mask shifting "a pleasure to make your acquaintance" she offers a three-digit chitinous hand
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*I’d be up for it! May have to go in less than an hour tho.*
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
*Anyone for an rp with Ren?*
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. They/Them.
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...*cut with Capatin.*
Bríz shakes it. “The pleasure is all mine. I am Bríz.”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
*me! Same thing that I said to metastatic tho.*
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
*Alrighty! WOuld you like to intro or should I?*
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Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
*Alwight!*
Ren is leaping from branch to branch, batting at birds 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. They/Them.
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...*I am too!*
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
"You already know me. Could you pass a message to my brother, if you please?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*I’ll intro the characters I’d like to use and you can choose which one suits your fancy.*
Bríz is setting up a training ground. They’ve already set up a small area for themself, and they fire bullets quickly at an armored training dummy, always hitting their mark.
Eden’s forest has grown yet again. Eyes seem to stare out from the trees, and she herself can be heard humming from the center, even though the center is miles away.
Percival is being a Disney princess and singing to the plants to help them grow.
Quintin is training his followers.
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
“Can you not reach out to him yourself? But yes, I can. It won’t be a problem. What’s the message?”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
A soft and feminine voice speaks from under Ren. “It is unique to see another forest. Yours is far less treacherous than mine.” When Ren looks down, she sees a tall dark armored figure with vines binding the armor to her body. The vines seem to grow from her exposed skin.
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3