*Yellow! Would anyone be interested in a roleplay :D i have percival, quintin, reaper, and bríz. Possibly more in the future.*
I would!!
*Kay awesome! Do you have any ideas of who would have the most interesting interaction with your fear goober?*
I've no idea, (since I have no idea about who your characters are), so just pick who you want!
*Awesome, i'll go bríz.*
A group of accipidians have formed a village separate from Bríz's rule. They watch the group, seething.
A feeling of utter terror envelops the group for a split second, then passes, as if some invisible horror had passed right by them. It leaves a single word echoing in their mind; "Hello."
Bríz frowns. "Another god approaches. Interesting." They watch as the group looks around and eventually gets back to their work.
"Who are you?" The presence asks. It doesn't say anything, but the words are there.
*i'm assuming this is a shrine or something like it?*
“I’m Bríz. And you are?”
*nope, they’re just watching their rebellious creations*
"I'm Ari'shal."
*oh silly*
Something... perceivable, at least, bleeds out of the fabric of reality, giving an impression, at least, of form to Ari'shal. "What might you be doing?"
“Watching them.” They say, pointing at the group. “They were some of mine-decided to leave, though. Now I’m wondering why.”
"Curious. Perhaps they felt... f̶̢͘e̵̡̐a̵͉͘r̷̼̹͗̉?̵̛̗̫͐ Toward you?" The existence gives the impression of a smirk.
“Interesting. Perhaps.” Bríz says, sighing. “I only aim to cause fear to my enemies.”
"Thank you for that." Ari'shal replies, yawning slightly. "You wouldn't mind if I take a few of them with me, would you?"
They (Ari'shal) pause for a moment, before asking softly, "How much fear do you think you can handle?"
“I would mind if you took potential followers. But it’s fine. They’re not mine any more.”
“I don’t know.”
"Thank you." Ari'shal nods slightly.
"Would you like to find out?"
“Not particularly? I suppose it’d be useful, but I’d rather not expose myself to the rawer emotions.”
*Yellow! Would anyone be interested in a roleplay :D i have percival, quintin, reaper, and bríz. Possibly more in the future.*
I would!!
*Kay awesome! Do you have any ideas of who would have the most interesting interaction with your fear goober?*
I've no idea, (since I have no idea about who your characters are), so just pick who you want!
*Awesome, i'll go bríz.*
A group of accipidians have formed a village separate from Bríz's rule. They watch the group, seething.
A feeling of utter terror envelops the group for a split second, then passes, as if some invisible horror had passed right by them. It leaves a single word echoing in their mind; "Hello."
Bríz frowns. "Another god approaches. Interesting." They watch as the group looks around and eventually gets back to their work.
"Who are you?" The presence asks. It doesn't say anything, but the words are there.
*i'm assuming this is a shrine or something like it?*
“I’m Bríz. And you are?”
*nope, they’re just watching their rebellious creations*
"I'm Ari'shal."
*oh silly*
Something... perceivable, at least, bleeds out of the fabric of reality, giving an impression, at least, of form to Ari'shal. "What might you be doing?"
“Watching them.” They say, pointing at the group. “They were some of mine-decided to leave, though. Now I’m wondering why.”
"Curious. Perhaps they felt... f̶̢͘e̵̡̐a̵͉͘r̷̼̹͗̉?̵̛̗̫͐ Toward you?" The existence gives the impression of a smirk.
“Interesting. Perhaps.” Bríz says, sighing. “I only aim to cause fear to my enemies.”
"Thank you for that." Ari'shal replies, yawning slightly. "You wouldn't mind if I take a few of them with me, would you?"
They (Ari'shal) pause for a moment, before asking softly, "How much fear do you think you can handle?"
“I would mind if you took potential followers. But it’s fine. They’re not mine any more.”
“I don’t know.”
"Thank you." Ari'shal nods slightly.
"Would you like to find out?"
“Not particularly? I suppose it’d be useful, but I’d rather not expose myself to the rawer emotions.”
"Coward." After a moment, the entity laughs. "I'm kidding. Fair enough, I suppose."
After a moment of thinking, they ask, "What are you the god of, in any case?"
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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
“Huh. That’s new to me, but I guess I haven’t met many other gods.”
"Good. They don't make good company"
“Hm… that’s fascinating. I wonder if other gods came from other worlds as mortals, or if they simply are. The latter may explain their cruelty.”
"Why need an explanation?"
“Everything needs to have an explanation. It’s how the world works. It doesn’t make their cruelty justified, but it certainly could explain it.”
"Mmmn." She stabs the dummy, burying the speartip in the reaper's chest. "You're curious"
“Everything has a psychology. It’s interesting to know what makes things turn.” He pauses. “Wait, you meant I’m interesting? Huh. Thank you.”
"No, I meant you want to know things"
“Ah.” He nods. “There are a lot of different meanings for things.” He says, sitting down. “That’s another interesting thing. Perhaps as an element of prey, I shouldn’t be so curious. But I am.”
“War, love, all the passionate emotions. My ally Sarlok is the god of passion, so I’m not sure what to label myself as.”
“I’m a god. I shouldn’t have to feel the things I don’t want to.”
"How interesting." They think on the other half of Briz's reply. "Here, no. But sometimes you do have to feel things you would rather not." They chuckle darkly, before their voice turns cheerful. "But that's not something to think about right now." The presence shifts, and with a small drip of creation power, a creature forms on the ground. It's an odd, small cat-like creature, but its tail splits into two, and it has many eyes shifting on its belly. "Here! A gift, for such a pleasant conversation. Call it what you like, I simply call them Watchers." The "Watcher" sits down, fur rippling and wavering whenever not directly looked at. The creature seems to smile, radiating a sentient intelligence. One more Watcher timidly hides behind the impression of Ari'shal.
*-3 CP* *Follower roll: 4 *
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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
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
“War, love, all the passionate emotions. My ally Sarlok is the god of passion, so I’m not sure what to label myself as.”
“I’m a god. I shouldn’t have to feel the things I don’t want to.”
"How interesting." They think on the other half of Briz's reply. "Here, no. But sometimes you do have to feel things you would rather not." They chuckle darkly, before their voice turns cheerful. "But that's not something to think about right now." The presence shifts, and with a small drip of creation power, a creature forms on the ground. It's an odd, small cat-like creature, but its tail splits into two, and it has many eyes shifting on its belly. "Here! A gift, for such a pleasant conversation. Call it what you like, I simply call them Watchers." The "Watcher" sits down, fur rippling and wavering whenever not directly looked at. The creature seems to smile, radiating a sentient intelligence. One more Watcher timidly hides behind the impression of Ari'shal.
*-3 CP* *Follower roll: 4 *
“Hm.” They smile. “Interesting. A strange little thing. Charming.”
“Huh. That’s new to me, but I guess I haven’t met many other gods.”
"Good. They don't make good company"
“Hm… that’s fascinating. I wonder if other gods came from other worlds as mortals, or if they simply are. The latter may explain their cruelty.”
"Why need an explanation?"
“Everything needs to have an explanation. It’s how the world works. It doesn’t make their cruelty justified, but it certainly could explain it.”
"Mmmn." She stabs the dummy, burying the speartip in the reaper's chest. "You're curious"
“Everything has a psychology. It’s interesting to know what makes things turn.” He pauses. “Wait, you meant I’m interesting? Huh. Thank you.”
"No, I meant you want to know things"
“Ah.” He nods. “There are a lot of different meanings for things.” He says, sitting down. “That’s another interesting thing. Perhaps as an element of prey, I shouldn’t be so curious. But I am.”
“Huh. That’s new to me, but I guess I haven’t met many other gods.”
"Good. They don't make good company"
“Hm… that’s fascinating. I wonder if other gods came from other worlds as mortals, or if they simply are. The latter may explain their cruelty.”
"Why need an explanation?"
“Everything needs to have an explanation. It’s how the world works. It doesn’t make their cruelty justified, but it certainly could explain it.”
"Mmmn." She stabs the dummy, burying the speartip in the reaper's chest. "You're curious"
“Everything has a psychology. It’s interesting to know what makes things turn.” He pauses. “Wait, you meant I’m interesting? Huh. Thank you.”
"No, I meant you want to know things"
“Ah.” He nods. “There are a lot of different meanings for things.” He says, sitting down. “That’s another interesting thing. Perhaps as an element of prey, I shouldn’t be so curious. But I am.”
“Huh. That’s new to me, but I guess I haven’t met many other gods.”
"Good. They don't make good company"
“Hm… that’s fascinating. I wonder if other gods came from other worlds as mortals, or if they simply are. The latter may explain their cruelty.”
"Why need an explanation?"
“Everything needs to have an explanation. It’s how the world works. It doesn’t make their cruelty justified, but it certainly could explain it.”
"Mmmn." She stabs the dummy, burying the speartip in the reaper's chest. "You're curious"
“Everything has a psychology. It’s interesting to know what makes things turn.” He pauses. “Wait, you meant I’m interesting? Huh. Thank you.”
"No, I meant you want to know things"
“Ah.” He nods. “There are a lot of different meanings for things.” He says, sitting down. “That’s another interesting thing. Perhaps as an element of prey, I shouldn’t be so curious. But I am.”
"Curiosity killed the cat, and all that"
“Yep. That’s a bad mindset, though.”
"Yes. What's your brother's name?"
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"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
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“Not particularly? I suppose it’d be useful, but I’d rather not expose myself to the rawer emotions.”
he/they
"Why need an explanation?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
"Coward." After a moment, the entity laughs. "I'm kidding. Fair enough, I suppose."
After a moment of thinking, they ask, "What are you the god of, in any case?"
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)
“Everything needs to have an explanation. It’s how the world works. It doesn’t make their cruelty justified, but it certainly could explain it.”
he/they
*I would like to rp*
When da yit gon flurgin
*cut with Meta*
“War, love, all the passionate emotions. My ally Sarlok is the god of passion, so I’m not sure what to label myself as.”
“I’m a god. I shouldn’t have to feel the things I don’t want to.”
he/they
*who would you like of my characters?*
he/they
*yall throw me some character ideas*
he/they
"Mmmn." She stabs the dummy, burying the speartip in the reaper's chest. "You're curious"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
“Everything has a psychology. It’s interesting to know what makes things turn.” He pauses. “Wait, you meant I’m interesting? Huh. Thank you.”
he/they
"No, I meant you want to know things"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
“Ah.” He nods. “There are a lot of different meanings for things.” He says, sitting down. “That’s another interesting thing. Perhaps as an element of prey, I shouldn’t be so curious. But I am.”
he/they
"How interesting." They think on the other half of Briz's reply. "Here, no. But sometimes you do have to feel things you would rather not." They chuckle darkly, before their voice turns cheerful. "But that's not something to think about right now." The presence shifts, and with a small drip of creation power, a creature forms on the ground. It's an odd, small cat-like creature, but its tail splits into two, and it has many eyes shifting on its belly. "Here! A gift, for such a pleasant conversation. Call it what you like, I simply call them Watchers." The "Watcher" sits down, fur rippling and wavering whenever not directly looked at. The creature seems to smile, radiating a sentient intelligence. One more Watcher timidly hides behind the impression of Ari'shal.
*-3 CP*
*Follower roll: 4 *
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)
*holy heck 4 for creating a glorified cat*
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)
“Hm.” They smile. “Interesting. A strange little thing. Charming.”
he/they
*all hail cat*
he/they
"Curiosity killed the cat, and all that"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
“Yep. That’s a bad mindset, though.”
he/they
*No one wants to rp with Me :(*
When da yit gon flurgin
"Yes. What's your brother's name?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they