and i'm suddenly out of hcl because of wraith :D
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@Z3r0fr33z3
The drifter just kind of raises an eye brow, a green and black, tablet-like object appearing in his hand, similar in nature to a smart phone as he seems to simply text something before the screen expands and flips, the text reading simply "mute. your weapon will do nothing, best to ditch it"
The drifter just kind of raises an eye brow, a green and black, tablet-like object appearing in his hand, similar in nature to a smart phone as he seems to simply text something before the screen expands and flips, the text reading simply "mute. your weapon will do nothing, best to ditch it"
@Z3r0fr33z3@kishin asura@supertinyking
The drifter, after being tossed aside like a small towel got an interesting sight as he was tossed into the surroudning trees; a face to face meeting with a man from an outdated time. while the drifter himself might look like a blast from the past with his strange attire, the unfamiliar weaponry at his hip and the neon blue skin might belay something different all together as the drifter merely stares, not saying anything for he could not. At such a close range, anyone could see the scar tissue and dried, neon pink blood between and on the scarf covereing the lower half of his face, his eye a dark green in surprising contrast, the solid nature of the color being odd against such a vibrant person.
The drifter, after being tossed aside like a small towel got an interesting sight as he was tossed into the surroudning trees; a face to face meeting with a man from an outdated time. while the drifter himself might look like a blast from the past with his strange attire, the unfamiliar weaponry at his hip and the neon blue skin might belay something different all together as the drifter merely stares, not saying anything for he could not. At such a close range, anyone could see the scar tissue and dried, neon pink blood between and on the scarf covereing the lower half of his face, his eye a dark green in surprising contrast, the solid nature of the color being odd against such a vibrant person.
@Z3r0fr33z3
You're gonna die... like... hardcore... you literally just became the weakest guy in the rp XD
EDIT: btw, if the two new guys wanna hop in you can any time, just don't expect to do much... you're both kinda at the weakest end of the spectrum
You're gonna die... like... hardcore... you literally just became the weakest guy in the rp XD
EDIT: btw, if the two new guys wanna hop in you can any time, just don't expect to do much... you're both kinda at the weakest end of the spectrum
@dragonmancer
If you'd kindly copy paste the cs into the cses tab it'd be appreciated, and you can hop in however you like, we're currently messing around outside a lake town filled with otter people
If you'd kindly copy paste the cs into the cses tab it'd be appreciated, and you can hop in however you like, we're currently messing around outside a lake town filled with otter people
@supertinyking
the drifter kinda nods, still hanging onto his second spine and comedically flopping around like a flag at this point for teh lulz. He then takes out a fine point pen and half writes-half carves "while i have my senses; your guy threatened us, challenged me to a fight, and then used some kids as a shield when i busted his armor. his fault, just saying... also, mute if you couldn't tell" complete with elipses, the carving part being more due to the actual nature of fine point pens
the drifter kinda nods, still hanging onto his second spine and comedically flopping around like a flag at this point for teh lulz. He then takes out a fine point pen and half writes-half carves "while i have my senses; your guy threatened us, challenged me to a fight, and then used some kids as a shield when i busted his armor. his fault, just saying... also, mute if you couldn't tell" complete with elipses, the carving part being more due to the actual nature of fine point pens
@kishin asura@supertinyking
The drifter lay still against the boards, lifeless while the world moved around him, his flesh seeming to decay to black rather than the putrid green of a human's before coming off in flakes similar to ash only for him to sit up mid way through, the black of death gone and instead replaced with a strange vigor. He simply looks at his surroundings, confused at first before noting something in the distance and just shrugging before standing and booting the knight over onto his stomach, reaching forwards to dig into his flesh with one hand before removing the second spinal cord with a strong tug, leaving his true spine without a cover as he gets out a small pda and goes over to the remaining knight, texting out a small message and showing it to him "what is this?"
The drifter lay still against the boards, lifeless while the world moved around him, his flesh seeming to decay to black rather than the putrid green of a human's before coming off in flakes similar to ash only for him to sit up mid way through, the black of death gone and instead replaced with a strange vigor. He simply looks at his surroundings, confused at first before noting something in the distance and just shrugging before standing and booting the knight over onto his stomach, reaching forwards to dig into his flesh with one hand before removing the second spinal cord with a strong tug, leaving his true spine without a cover as he gets out a small pda and goes over to the remaining knight, texting out a small message and showing it to him "what is this?"
@supertinyking
The drifter watches him lazily, like one might a fly hovering around a window, the aching welling up to denote another episode as the man talks at him, the drifter seeming to slowly loose focus before doubling over in pain, coughing and vomiting on the bridge as neon pink splatters across the boards and onto the shoes of those nearest him, his scarf having been tugged out of the way at the last second, generating an opportunity as it were. The episode passes swiftly and the drifter stands only for their eyes to dart about randomly before they seem to be stabbed by... something from all angles and falling to the boards, still and lifeless, the hunter's prey seeming to have eluded him via their own means, a jackal in the nearby shores that seems to corrode his vision as he watches it, black tendrils retracting into before it open's it's maw as if to bark, his mind being filled with sheer backlash, like everything going wrong at once in his mind, pain welling up inside him as the rest of the crew would pretty much just be watching him suddenly hold his head while the severed head grows spider-like limbs and crawls away to the water
The drifter watches him lazily, like one might a fly hovering around a window, the aching welling up to denote another episode as the man talks at him, the drifter seeming to slowly loose focus before doubling over in pain, coughing and vomiting on the bridge as neon pink splatters across the boards and onto the shoes of those nearest him, his scarf having been tugged out of the way at the last second, generating an opportunity as it were. The episode passes swiftly and the drifter stands only for their eyes to dart about randomly before they seem to be stabbed by... something from all angles and falling to the boards, still and lifeless, the hunter's prey seeming to have eluded him via their own means, a jackal in the nearby shores that seems to corrode his vision as he watches it, black tendrils retracting into before it open's it's maw as if to bark, his mind being filled with sheer backlash, like everything going wrong at once in his mind, pain welling up inside him as the rest of the crew would pretty much just be watching him suddenly hold his head while the severed head grows spider-like limbs and crawls away to the water
@supertinyking
the drifter shrugs and looks down at the severed head, shrugging before motioning as if drawing a blade and pointing at the head and then himself, his mouth and throat completely covered so as to hide the scars and bloodstains on his lips that seemed ever present and had long since been given up on removing them
the drifter shrugs and looks down at the severed head, shrugging before motioning as if drawing a blade and pointing at the head and then himself, his mouth and throat completely covered so as to hide the scars and bloodstains on his lips that seemed ever present and had long since been given up on removing them
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