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@Doc Doctor does the Magna Pater still get life energy from something that is completely dead? There are no guts in this creature, it is simply an empty bone puppet, no life of its own.


The wonders of calcium.
Coastal Vigils



"They've been busy lately."

"..."

"Are you worried?"

"..."

"You shouldn't be. Everything will be alright. Nothing will change."

"..."

"I promise."


...

Another day, another charge.

By the vast, unseen perspective of the Vigils, another wanderer had been spotted. One man, and two companions at his side. This one in particular had gone on far too long without a mark, and that in itself was unacceptable.

One agitated Vigil hurried through the thick of the wilds, darting straight for its charge. It came upon him as he was beginning to set up a camp for the night to pass. As the Vigil rushed forth, a tendril emerged from within its sheltered cranium, and shot forth at the wanderer's left arm.

No charge will go unmarked.

@Trevor1001
@SepticGentleman

Forehead will be fine.


You sure? It's not any old scratch, it's a brown and pulsating blotch that isn't exactly considered beautiful.
@Trevor1001 Where do you want Jordan's mark? Arm? Forehead? Chest? Left ass cheek? Right ass cheek?
@SepticGentleman

Lets play out the mark.


Alright. You can handle the attack yourself if you want, the Vigils are more communal characters, or you can have Jordan just wandering along and I'll have one come get him.
@Trevor1001 Like I mentioned to you before, Jordan still has to get marked as per the unspoken rule. We can handle that or, if you're not interested, you can just have him already be marked.

But otherwise, make up your own stuff man. You don't gotta latch on to anyone, you can come up with your own village or creature in the woods, what have you.
What do I do now?


You can either take over the Joyville thing yourself or, just put Jordan somewhere else and pretend it didn't happen.

Cucco kind of gave you the shit stick on this one, man.
Ahhh, sorry guys but I'm gonna have to exit this rp, just too much going on with my own rp right now.


No problem.
Potatoman has come, seeking the fabled Troof.
Theresa ot an Bol'hjar, Benedict Kaspin



"Good, good..." Theresa replied. She looked down at the body of the deformed Engineer and said, "Wonder how many more of these things are-"

A sound. Light footstep on a creaky wooden floor.

At the doorway the Engineer barged in through, a tiny being was peeking its head around the frame. Ben and Theresa both stared at it as it waddled into the main room. It was, as stated, small. Only around two feet in height. The best way to describe it would be a metal skeleton resembling a human infant's, interwoven with the same meaty tendrils seen on the flesh golems outside. Its head was a large lump of flesh, lightly freckled and with a dark spot appearing to be its mouth. Wrapped around its neck area was a battered red cloth, tied and clung very affectionately.

"What." Theresa said, watching the little being step further. "Is that."

"It's..." Ben said, mouth agape, looking down at the being stepping towards the body of the slain Engineer. He seemed speechless as it scanned the remains, and from the dark spot on its blob-head, three little black tentacles emerged and began feeling over the corpse.

"Adorable."

"Wh-... what?" Theresa replied, shaking her head slightly. Ben was just stuck watching the little thing feel under the Engineer's coat with its tentacles, looking for something it seemed.

"I can't explain it, I just..." Ben said, kneeling down to get a closer look. "I love it. So much."

"What the hell is it, even?"

"I don't know. I don't care. It's great."

The little being retracted its tentacles from under the Engineer's coat, revealing what it'd been searching for. A badge, in the shape of a II. It pinned the badge to a section of its chest, and then stepped away from the body.

"Well it's a scavenger, to start." Theresa commented. The being turned its attention towards her, waddling in her direction. She stepped back, apprehensive, but it didn't seem like it was going to do anything warranting a good stabbing. In fact, it approached her leg... and hugged it.

"He likes you!" Ben said, suddenly very happy, and grinning. Wasn't a pretty smile with his damaged teeth but, still.

"Alright, I'll admit..." Theresa replied, "It's kind of cute."

It detached itself from Theresa's leg and turned towards Ben, who promptly held his hand down for it to climb upon. He held it up and wagged his other finger near it, looking very amused.

"I hope you're not planning on keeping that thing." Theresa said, looking up at the two.

"You just try and stop me, woman." Ben replied, shooting Theresa a quick, halfway serious glare.

Theresa just smirked, and made her way to the workshop's entrance. Ben placed the scavenger upon his shoulder, following behind her.

"I shall call you... Potato."
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