I just want more people to post :D So I can post more. You don't need a image if you don't want one. It wasnt a requirement.
Tally Dor
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Head in the clouds, but my gravity is centered.
STATUS: The hardest thing about being a beekeeper is thinking of all the names. 19 hrs ago
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The hardest thing about being a beekeeper is thinking of all the names.
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I'm not alright. But for you I'll pretend.
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You should never brush your teeth with your left hand. The reason mostly comes down to the fact a toothbrush works better.
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I always say people come and go in waves.
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Dang it. Post 404?!?! Now no one is gunna find it.
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@Guy0fV4lor I'm more than a little curious as to how Zarroy and Scraps would interact, how does the Self Repair work? Other than that I like the character. Just wanna know to what degree does it's non-combat skill work?
Might not be good to have Scraps left alone with Zarroy to long or your going to have 2 morons running around Everdark. Least Scraps has the ability to be smarter. Zarroy is stuck.
Always enjoy seeing more people join.
Zarroy approves of more friends
nOw pOsT iN tHe IC dAmMiT!
I want to dad! I do!! I just...can't....
It's not necessary but I really hope someone has the displeasure of finding Zarroy's attempts to pacify Scri'erk. Since he literally put it right in the way of them leaving the Slumbering Lantern if they wanted to go back the way they came.
@Dark cloud Also gave you a higher up NPC if you wish to have. I don't know what Isatar is yet tho!
@Dark cloud Also gave you a higher up NPC if you wish to have. I don't know what Isatar is yet tho!
Interacting with: @Birdboy
When Zarroys hand was caught by Scri'erk his eye seemed to brighten with joy. He didn't see her actions as an attack because it felt like she was tickling his palm. Then to top off the stone cake with the rock cherry on top he got to listen to a symphony of noises that the golem surely felt was a song of her people.
"Not well! Broke web! Not well!"
Not well? Thought Zarroy. He withdrew his hand to his side not really noticing if he drug Scri'erk who was still resisting his affection. He glanced down at the Trapmaster not noticing any wounds on her. Strange... Can spiders get colds? He rubbed his chin in thought as a small voice came from within the ruined home.
"Ma....Ma....Master Tr..Trapmaster" Came the timid voice of the young goblin. The young goblin hopefully caught her attention distracting her away from her bumbling yet well meaning companion. The goblins of Everdark had long since used Scri'erk as a creature of worship using her when possible to get rid of their problems by evading her webs and luring their pursuers into her webs. "The denizen here had a large food storage of meat, if it is to your liking.." The small goblin pointed towards what was once a food storage that was well packed with not just meat, but herbs, and other things. "Zarroy and I, Ginto were sent by Isatar to look for Survivors down here. I don't know if you know Master Trapmaster, but most of Everdark is currently in ruins.."
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Zarroy had not be kneeling idly while this conversation was going on. He had noticed when he ran his hand down his chest a lot of ruined webbing. He had begun the process of peeling the pebble laden webbing off and applying it to the opening that had gotten them to the Slumbering Lantern. After a few minutes of work he backed away from his creation. If it were not for the fact that Scri'erk's webbing was really strong this makeshift web (and the term is being used loosely here) probably would not have stopped a strong gust of wind. Zarroy's top arms crossed while his bottom arms rested happily on his hips proud of his work. He would have to show Scri'erk his handiwork and hopefully this would make his friend well.
When Zarroys hand was caught by Scri'erk his eye seemed to brighten with joy. He didn't see her actions as an attack because it felt like she was tickling his palm. Then to top off the stone cake with the rock cherry on top he got to listen to a symphony of noises that the golem surely felt was a song of her people.
"Not well! Broke web! Not well!"
Not well? Thought Zarroy. He withdrew his hand to his side not really noticing if he drug Scri'erk who was still resisting his affection. He glanced down at the Trapmaster not noticing any wounds on her. Strange... Can spiders get colds? He rubbed his chin in thought as a small voice came from within the ruined home.
"Ma....Ma....Master Tr..Trapmaster" Came the timid voice of the young goblin. The young goblin hopefully caught her attention distracting her away from her bumbling yet well meaning companion. The goblins of Everdark had long since used Scri'erk as a creature of worship using her when possible to get rid of their problems by evading her webs and luring their pursuers into her webs. "The denizen here had a large food storage of meat, if it is to your liking.." The small goblin pointed towards what was once a food storage that was well packed with not just meat, but herbs, and other things. "Zarroy and I, Ginto were sent by Isatar to look for Survivors down here. I don't know if you know Master Trapmaster, but most of Everdark is currently in ruins.."
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Zarroy had not be kneeling idly while this conversation was going on. He had noticed when he ran his hand down his chest a lot of ruined webbing. He had begun the process of peeling the pebble laden webbing off and applying it to the opening that had gotten them to the Slumbering Lantern. After a few minutes of work he backed away from his creation. If it were not for the fact that Scri'erk's webbing was really strong this makeshift web (and the term is being used loosely here) probably would not have stopped a strong gust of wind. Zarroy's top arms crossed while his bottom arms rested happily on his hips proud of his work. He would have to show Scri'erk his handiwork and hopefully this would make his friend well.
Pardon the post delay. Everything tried to distract me yesterday, and succeeded in doing so.
But I'm enjoying how the posts are going so far. Hopefully mine will suffice as well.
I saw nothing to be upset about ^_^ I'm just waiting but my body is ready!!
Just waiting on bird ^_^
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