If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
It seems that for some reason I cannot access Adohand’s Kitchen (Specifically a 403 forbidden message) Does anyone have this issue, or is it just me?
Multiple people have. Wait it out, or temporarily switch to the app. If you can, use another device on the website and it should fix it.
Guess I gotta wait it out then
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Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Next session for me, also the first online that we'll be doing.
The Party: the Warlock (gunsmith running from past crimes), the Bard (a skilled attorney married to the law), the Wizard (frequently possessed by aliens), the Rogue (fifteen year old, mischievous ghost), and the Fighter (blind miner whose lamp is possessed by a haint).
The Town: Blackbrook, a small mining village.
The Suspects:
Horton Sawyer: A higher up in the Coallick Mining Company who is owed a lot of money by a lot of fools.
Sara Bell: A natural philosopher with an terrifyingly accurate, analytical intuition whose calculating wit understands facts better than feelings.
Sonnie Soretooth: Former boatman turned tramp whose foot got crushed in a boating accident on the river and now makes his living playing the sweetest banjo tunes you ever done heard.
Doc Slate: A doctor with a taste for alcohol who is fleeing from malpractice allegations trying to find a town that doesn't know his name.
Jay Meyer: Owner of the Bird of Paradise Dance Hall, a most definitely magical house of swing that somehow fits inside a carriage. Come into the Hall at night, you'll see glittering chandeliers and colorful dancers. Come into the Hall during the day, you'll see golden birdcages full of colorful birds of paradise.
Jackson: Plays a golden trumpet for the Bird of Paradise Dance Hall. He doesn't know much about Mr. Meyer, but when the fellow can conjure up a golden trumpet that sounds like it was tuned in heaven, Jackson is content not to ask any questions.
The Victim:
Whittler Johnson: An old man tormented by demons every night that have been driving him down to New Oldtown. Found stabbed by his own whittling knife in his own room.
The Murderer:
The Wizard from the party. He doesn't remember it but I did say he is frequently possessed by aliens. His name is Indrid Cold and if you don't know who that is look him up.
School is out and since I work at an afterschool program that means my schedule is....
a lot busier.
Anyways, howdy y'all!
Howdy mate.
Yo what's poppin' diggity dawg?
Other than that, good.
Fo rizzle broski
I ask for your forgiveness. I will hereby remove all fun, life, and soul from my speech so that it can never be misunderstood, misconstrued, or misinterpreted. 1000101100101001000101001000001111010100111010110
School is out and since I work at an afterschool program that means my schedule is....
a lot busier.
Anyways, howdy y'all!
Howdy mate.
Yo what's poppin' diggity dawg?
Other than that, good.
Fo rizzle broski
I ask for your forgiveness. I will hereby remove all fun, life, and soul from my speech so that it can never be misunderstood, misconstrued, or misinterpreted. 1000101100101001000101001000001111010100111010110
School is out and since I work at an afterschool program that means my schedule is....
a lot busier.
Anyways, howdy y'all!
Howdy mate.
Yo what's poppin' diggity dawg?
Other than that, good.
Fo rizzle broski
I ask for your forgiveness. I will hereby remove all fun, life, and soul from my speech so that it can never be misunderstood, misconstrued, or misinterpreted. 1000101100101001000101001000001111010100111010110
/reset
[Command-received]
Hi'dy, mighty fine day on the interwebs, ain't it?
School is out and since I work at an afterschool program that means my schedule is....
a lot busier.
Anyways, howdy y'all!
Howdy mate.
Yo what's poppin' diggity dawg?
Other than that, good.
Fo rizzle broski
I ask for your forgiveness. I will hereby remove all fun, life, and soul from my speech so that it can never be misunderstood, misconstrued, or misinterpreted. 1000101100101001000101001000001111010100111010110
/reset
[Command-received]
Hi'dy, mighty fine day on the interwebs, ain't it?
School is out and since I work at an afterschool program that means my schedule is....
a lot busier.
Anyways, howdy y'all!
Howdy mate.
Yo what's poppin' diggity dawg?
Other than that, good.
Fo rizzle broski
I ask for your forgiveness. I will hereby remove all fun, life, and soul from my speech so that it can never be misunderstood, misconstrued, or misinterpreted. 1000101100101001000101001000001111010100111010110
/reset
[Command-received]
Hi'dy, mighty fine day on the interwebs, ain't it?
Well now there a cow poke.
/setting normal
[Command-received;returning-to-default-setting]
Hi'dy! Ain't seen you in a long while. How ya doin'? I'm finer 'en frog hair split four ways myself. All them chillen's are outa class so I ain't got work t'morra.
School is out and since I work at an afterschool program that means my schedule is....
a lot busier.
Anyways, howdy y'all!
Howdy mate.
Yo what's poppin' diggity dawg?
Other than that, good.
Fo rizzle broski
I ask for your forgiveness. I will hereby remove all fun, life, and soul from my speech so that it can never be misunderstood, misconstrued, or misinterpreted. 1000101100101001000101001000001111010100111010110
/reset
[Command-received]
Hi'dy, mighty fine day on the interwebs, ain't it?
Well now there a cow poke.
/setting normal
[Command-received;returning-to-default-setting]
Hi'dy! Ain't seen you in a long while. How ya doin'? I'm finer 'en frog hair split four ways myself. All them chillen's are outa class so I ain't got work t'morra.
School is out and since I work at an afterschool program that means my schedule is....
a lot busier.
Anyways, howdy y'all!
Howdy mate.
Yo what's poppin' diggity dawg?
Other than that, good.
Fo rizzle broski
I ask for your forgiveness. I will hereby remove all fun, life, and soul from my speech so that it can never be misunderstood, misconstrued, or misinterpreted. 1000101100101001000101001000001111010100111010110
/reset
[Command-received]
Hi'dy, mighty fine day on the interwebs, ain't it?
Well now there a cow poke.
/setting normal
[Command-received;returning-to-default-setting]
Hi'dy! Ain't seen you in a long while. How ya doin'? I'm finer 'en frog hair split four ways myself. All them chillen's are outa class so I ain't got work t'morra.
I give up.
You have made one [1] discovery.
You may open your discovery here:
Appalachian is my default setting. Everything else is an alternate mode. Yeehaw!
Multiple people have. Wait it out, or temporarily switch to the app. If you can, use another device on the website and it should fix it.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Guess I gotta wait it out then
Yo, I’m Himy, He/Him. I enjoy reading books, understanding why and how things work, anime/manga, video games and obviously, TTRPGS. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I like to think Im close. I’m good at trivia, history and science
I struggle with empathy. If you’re not sure what I mean by that, it basically means it’s hard for me to understand the mental state of others and respond with the right emotions
Should be all the important bits. Sweet
Ok. Oh yeah, Issac the wisest made a thread in bugs and support about it. You can check that.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
School is out and since I work at an afterschool program that means my schedule is....
a lot busier.
Anyways, howdy y'all!
Howdy mate.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Next session for me, also the first online that we'll be doing.
The Party: the Warlock (gunsmith running from past crimes), the Bard (a skilled attorney married to the law), the Wizard (frequently possessed by aliens), the Rogue (fifteen year old, mischievous ghost), and the Fighter (blind miner whose lamp is possessed by a haint).
The Town: Blackbrook, a small mining village.
The Suspects:
Horton Sawyer: A higher up in the Coallick Mining Company who is owed a lot of money by a lot of fools.
Sara Bell: A natural philosopher with an terrifyingly accurate, analytical intuition whose calculating wit understands facts better than feelings.
Sonnie Soretooth: Former boatman turned tramp whose foot got crushed in a boating accident on the river and now makes his living playing the sweetest banjo tunes you ever done heard.
Doc Slate: A doctor with a taste for alcohol who is fleeing from malpractice allegations trying to find a town that doesn't know his name.
Jay Meyer: Owner of the Bird of Paradise Dance Hall, a most definitely magical house of swing that somehow fits inside a carriage. Come into the Hall at night, you'll see glittering chandeliers and colorful dancers. Come into the Hall during the day, you'll see golden birdcages full of colorful birds of paradise.
Jackson: Plays a golden trumpet for the Bird of Paradise Dance Hall. He doesn't know much about Mr. Meyer, but when the fellow can conjure up a golden trumpet that sounds like it was tuned in heaven, Jackson is content not to ask any questions.
The Victim:
Whittler Johnson: An old man tormented by demons every night that have been driving him down to New Oldtown. Found stabbed by his own whittling knife in his own room.
The Murderer:
The Wizard from the party. He doesn't remember it but I did say he is frequently possessed by aliens. His name is Indrid Cold and if you don't know who that is look him up.
Yo what's poppin' diggity dawg?
Other than that, good.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
I second that on both accounts.
Fo rizzle broski
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
I ask for your forgiveness. I will hereby remove all fun, life, and soul from my speech so that it can never be misunderstood, misconstrued, or misinterpreted. 1000101100101001000101001000001111010100111010110
/reset
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
[Command-received]
Hi'dy, mighty fine day on the interwebs, ain't it?
Well now there a cow poke.
/setting normal
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
[Command-received;returning-to-default-setting]
Hi'dy! Ain't seen you in a long while. How ya doin'? I'm finer 'en frog hair split four ways myself. All them chillen's are outa class so I ain't got work t'morra.
I give up.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
You have made one [1] discovery.
You may open your discovery here:
Appalachian is my default setting. Everything else is an alternate mode. Yeehaw!
What the ****
Welcome. This is… normal.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!