“Huh. I’ll have to send my brother to you to see if that’s true. He lies constantly.”
“As am I. Sarlok, I haven’t heard much about your home world.”
“Suuuuure.” She says. “I guess weapons can be gods now.”
"How will you know his report is truthful?"
"Oh, it's nothing much. A place of lovers and artists, moods changing with the winds"
"I don't think it's a god. It doesn't talk, or demand anything, or do anything besides act like a normal spear. Besides that I guess"
“It was a joke.” Percival says, frowning. “No need to be so literal. Although I suppose I am quite deadpan.”
“That sounds wonderful. Sarlok, have I ever told you about my own lover?”
”Huh. Maybe we should test it out, then.”
"I//we see//understand. Forgive me//us if I//we do not laugh" *two perfectly deadpan people attempt humor*
"No. Here, have a seat" the cloud forms a sitting couch
"How?"
*LMAO.*
“Of course. No problem.”
They sit down. “Heh. Sorry-am I dumping my troubles on you?”
“I dunno, you could try making like… another thing.”
"I//we am//are glad to meet such an even-tempered power"
"I don't have anything else to do. I'm a captive audience"
"Let's see..." She begins going through spear positions, trying to duplicate the conditions that created the obelisk. Nothing happens
“As am I to meet you. The gods in my home world were far from even tempered.”
“They were named Aello. As you can probably tell from my appearance, I was an angel. They were too, but unlike me, they dreamed of more. It was that passion and ambition that first led me to them. We were originally enemies. I was loyal to our god. But they eventually won me over with their smile, their kindness, their dreams. I was eventually elevated to a general, and Aello took the opportunity to strike. We brought other rebellious angels to bring down the heavens, but we lost horribly. They were killed.” Bríz sighs. “I and the other angels were cast down. My memories around then become blurry-it only becomes clearer once I enter the realms of godhood. It seems a sick irony that I would become the same type of being that killed Aello, but I have tried my best to silently carry out their legacy.”
"You may"
When da yit gon flurgin
“Alright.” He calls a group of Lupics over. “How will we be getting there?”
he/they
"Unless you have any better ideas we shall go on foot"
When da yit gon flurgin
*LMAO.*
“Of course. No problem.”
They sit down. “Heh. Sorry-am I dumping my troubles on you?”
“I dunno, you could try making like… another thing.”
he/they
“That works for me. I do need some exercise.”
he/they
*time skip?*
When da yit gon flurgin
*yup!*
he/they
"Here it is,my domain*Ignis says standing in front of a volcano
When da yit gon flurgin
“Thought you said you were leading us to fertile land. Pretty sure volcanoes aren’t even habitable.”
he/they
"We are standing on the fertile land"
When da yit gon flurgin
“Hm. Is that thing in any danger of erupting?”
he/they
"No.I make sure of that"
When da yit gon flurgin
*cut with Just.*
“I’ll consider it for sure.”
he/they
"You can't find any land more fertile"
When da yit gon flurgin
“Alright. You’ve done a good job selling this, but I like to think about all the deals I make.”
he/they
"You may stay here while you think"
When da yit gon flurgin
"I//we am//are glad to meet such an even-tempered power"
"I don't have anything else to do. I'm a captive audience"
"Let's see..." She begins going through spear positions, trying to duplicate the conditions that created the obelisk. Nothing happens
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
“I find often walking helps me think. I’ll take the walk back.”
he/they
“As am I to meet you. The gods in my home world were far from even tempered.”
“They were named Aello. As you can probably tell from my appearance, I was an angel. They were too, but unlike me, they dreamed of more. It was that passion and ambition that first led me to them. We were originally enemies. I was loyal to our god. But they eventually won me over with their smile, their kindness, their dreams. I was eventually elevated to a general, and Aello took the opportunity to strike. We brought other rebellious angels to bring down the heavens, but we lost horribly. They were killed.” Bríz sighs. “I and the other angels were cast down. My memories around then become blurry-it only becomes clearer once I enter the realms of godhood. It seems a sick irony that I would become the same type of being that killed Aello, but I have tried my best to silently carry out their legacy.”
“What about emotions?” She suggests.
he/they
"Understandable.I hope our relations blossom productively"
When da yit gon flurgin