“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.”
"I should hope so." Ari'shal smiled, leaning down to move the other one into the light. "Go on, it's alright..." They slowly coaxed it out toward Briz
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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
“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.”
"I should hope so." Ari'shal smiled, leaning down to move the other one into the light. "Go on, it's alright..." They slowly coaxed it out toward Briz
“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.”
“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.”
"I should hope so." Ari'shal smiled, leaning down to move the other one into the light. "Go on, it's alright..." They slowly coaxed it out toward Briz
Bríz kneels down to pet it.
The Watcher purrs happily.
*as far as I know sentient creatures have the ability to speak so technically this thing can speak*
Ari'shal smiles, before speaking. "I believe I need to go now. Perhaps I shall see you some other time." And with that, the presence simply fades out, the dark sillouwhet vanishing. The Watchers stay, however, the shy one meowing sadly once, before trodding over to Briz
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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
“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.”
"I should hope so." Ari'shal smiled, leaning down to move the other one into the light. "Go on, it's alright..." They slowly coaxed it out toward Briz
Bríz kneels down to pet it.
The Watcher purrs happily.
*as far as I know sentient creatures have the ability to speak so technically this thing can speak*
Ari'shal smiles, before speaking. "I believe I need to go now. Perhaps I shall see you some other time." And with that, the presence simply fades out, the dark sillouwhet vanishing. The Watchers stay, however, the shy one meowing sadly once, before trodding over to Briz
Bríz sighs. “You’re a good little creature. A shame I didn’t get to thank your creator.”
"I should hope so." Ari'shal smiled, leaning down to move the other one into the light. "Go on, it's alright..." They slowly coaxed it out toward Briz
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)
*does anyone want to rp with me?*
When da yit gon flurgin
*yea sure! Sorry, had to go somewhere.*
he/they
Bríz kneels down to pet it.
he/they
“Quintin.”
he/they
"I'll keep that in mind if I ever meet him"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*cut with Cap.*
“I hope you don’t hurt him. He’s dear to me, even if he doesn’t like me all that much.”
he/they
*:D*
When da yit gon flurgin
*Who of mine would you like?*
he/they
*Also, anything need to be added to the timeline?*
he/they
The Watcher purrs happily.
*as far as I know sentient creatures have the ability to speak so technically this thing can speak*
Ari'shal smiles, before speaking. "I believe I need to go now. Perhaps I shall see you some other time." And with that, the presence simply fades out, the dark sillouwhet vanishing. The Watchers stay, however, the shy one meowing sadly once, before trodding over to Briz
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 can pick*
When da yit gon flurgin
Bríz sighs. “You’re a good little creature. A shame I didn’t get to thank your creator.”
he/they
*waaaaah picking so hard tho*
*fineeeeeeeeee*
Bríz is directing their followers to build a large tower in a lush field.
he/they
*Ignis and Umbra met*
When da yit gon flurgin
*And Ignis and Ren met
When da yit gon flurgin
"That sounds like more prey characteristics"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
"Hello"
When da yit gon flurgin
“I don’t think we have to be locked by our domains.”
he/they
Bríz spins around, rifle at the ready. “Don’t sneak up on someone like that.”
he/they