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Current I like the night liiiiife, I like to ɮ օ օ ɢ ɨ ɛ
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I feel a tremble in my temple
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6 yrs ago
He’s mastered the art of Simp Mode
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6 yrs ago
Jace haunts me dreams, blesses me nightmares, ye
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YES

Y3EEEEEEES

I'M JIZZING ALL OVER THE PLACE


Keep it in your pants, Johnny Depp.
To commemorate the dawn of this glorious event, I have taken the liberty of drawing a map of Verthaven for @Mr Allen J. Here it is, in all its glory.



Sorry couldn't help myself here's the real one.



This is a rough effort on my part, so expect revisions, improvements, and additions to be made in the future. For now though, this should suffice.
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In that case, the sourpuss mage shall come along...


Too late, bub. The man-deer has absconded.

SEE WHAT ERNSK IS DOING. DOES SEADUS APPRECIATE THAT @Hael. DOES HE.
Umbrix



"Alrin the Black". He calls himself that but he's far too cheery for the name. Umbrix knew where this was going and he wasn't interested.

"Well... the pleasure's all yours then." Umbrix said to the new arrival. He nodded, closed the book, and grabbed the others from the table before standing up. "Good day." He said, leaving this Alrin character and the troll to their own devices. He headed for the library wing's exit, back into the winding corridors of the Tower.

...


Ernsk should have been done by now.

Umbrix approached the door to his quarters, hearing the snapping of wood emanating from inside, and slowly pushed it open. He looked to see the floor covered in various fluid stains, dripping from Ernsk. Tar, blood, feces, the like. The walls were torn and the furniture was all cleared away. Over by the fireplace, now lit, Ernsk was breaking apart almost everything and tossing the pieces inside. The only thing it'd left was a large table that once stood by the bed. That'd be used for work.

Ernsk looked to its master and bellowed with its many mouths.

Umbrix nodded, and smiled.

"This will do."
@SepticGentleman
XD Umbrix is being surrounded by guests against his will. Soon the whole RP is gonna be in there.


Yeah not really digging this situation. Gonna evacuate.
Excuse the double post, wanted to put up the Umbrix WIP I've got going.

What is this? I go to sleep and come back to find Putin relegated to the status of mere Internet meme?! Putin is an awesome Judo Master! All hail Master Putin!

He's also the Mighty One, Hael. I want you to picture Ialu just floating up to space and encountering Putin in a spacesuit, clutching for dear life onto some trashcan that's that universe's equivalent to Sputnik


If you're blue
And you don't know
Where to go to
Why don't you go
Where fashion sits...


Umbrix

@Duthguy


A troll.

Rather surprising, that.

"Not at all." Umbrix replied, motioning his hand to his left, towards the seat across from the stand. "Be my guest."

Not necessarily waiting to gauge the troll's reply, Umbrix resumed reading. He had to admit, seeing one in a place like this was just the slightest bit odd. Whatever powers were enacting this distinguished confluence were drawing in quite the array of colors. It prodded a sense of curiosity in Umbrix that he hadn't felt in quite some time. This was the first in all eighty-four of his years that he'd been in such a varied location. He'd have to wait and see what... the...

I documented a personal account from a resident of the small town of Daudy Willows. She claimed that, upon entering a woodland clearing to search for one of her children who'd absconded in the night, a Fenneca approached her with said child in tow. She described the creature as "tall, with horns curved like a goat's, four eyes of blue, and a coat of rich, brown and white fur". The Fenneca spoke something in its native tongue and sent the child away with her mother. She said the child seemed distant, and longing to return to the woods. The mother, upon consideration, submitted her to the local authorities for questioning of the Fenneca's motives and activities. To this day, that child has not been seen or heard from, and no other stories of any Fenneca in that area cropped up.

"Argis..." Umbrix muttered under his breath, smiling a bit.
@septicgentleman



Do you write fo a living because holy hell, you seem like you write books daily! Ive always wanted to get better at writing and... Holy hells, how are you so good? O.o

Edit: accidently cut myself... MAAAY have drained more blood than i would have liked... Feel really whoozy so... Im going to sleep again... O.o


Been writing since I was a wee little shit. Thanks for the compliment.

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Ah, you know me too well, tomato.

I do agree, though. If I had to choose any of you, I would make Septic my wife. He could be the slightly less-cute Queen Tomato!

EDIT: @Duthguy Just so you know, they're eleven and thirteen. So don't get any ideas~


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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHABORTIONJUSTSTEPPEDITUPANOTCH!

Cool post, though. Although I think my opinion on Fenneca has been dropped considerably. I use to find them interesting, now I just want to drop an atom bomb on them from above to stop all the future horror

By the way, the whole child-of-a-demon thing could be really interesting, although it would make them technically half-demons, and thus even more hated.


Just imagine a sitcom starring the folks of House Manskr.

Be the best thing ever.
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