Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 6:33 pm
Dab turns cloak mode off. "Well guys, get ready i have a feeling were about to have a fight on our hands." He says tightening the grip on his katana
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Torsiedelle wrote:"Shit. Why is it so dark?"
Torii clutched her rifle tighter. If anything came at them, she would be ready.
Monfrox wrote:"S-Saman..tha...." The girl replied shyly, not taking her hand off her hair. Her other hand held her elbow, the small scars on the back of her wrists are easily visible.
Swith Witherward wrote:Germanic Templars wrote:"Ollo, Swith." *He pulled the black tipped incense stick* "Don't mind if I light this, do you?"
"Thriller, you can't offer prayers to Elohim in my sanctuary. But if you want to burn it for the fun of it, be my guest."
She tucked the book back on the shelf and smiled at Samantha. "I'm Swith, that is Thriller. Welcome. You are...?"
Swith Witherward wrote:Monfrox wrote:"S-Saman..tha...." The girl replied shyly, not taking her hand off her hair. Her other hand held her elbow, the small scars on the back of her wrists are easily visible.
"Good name," Swith replied. "Please feel free to help yourself to the kitchen or the library. Do you enjoy readin-"
Swith lifted her head and sniffed the breeze coming through the open window. A small growl escaped her and she turned her head to face it. "Let me be perfectly clear," she spoke to no one, "I'm not going to sit back while the indigenous population is slaughtered."
Monfrox wrote:Torsiedelle wrote:
"I anger a lot of gods, but i don't see them doing freaky stuff like this. What kind of god is this, anyway?"
Mon retrieved the wrapped rifle. "How about next time, you WAIT before you go cutting off heads!" She shouted to Dab. They were supposed to be a distraction, not an attack force.
Monfrox wrote:Torsiedelle wrote:
"I anger a lot of gods, but i don't see them doing freaky stuff like this. What kind of god is this, anyway?"
Mon retrieved the wrapped rifle. "How about next time, you WAIT before you go cutting off heads!" She shouted to Dab. They were supposed to be a distraction, not an attack force.
Dabfia wrote:Monfrox wrote:Mon retrieved the wrapped rifle. "How about next time, you WAIT before you go cutting off heads!" She shouted to Dab. They were supposed to be a distraction, not an attack force.
"Well they knew we were here anyway, I think it would have been worse not to do anything!" Dab shouts back.
Germanic Templars wrote:"I'm not okay, also for one, I know what my lord's place smells like, i've been there twice, two that's how I pray, I know it's a little gaudy but still, puts me at peace and I find myself able to concentrate more.. As for this thing, it's more for fun." *He pulled out his lighter then lit it, a little flame flickered on the opposite end of the black tip. he gently extinguish the flame with a low breeze before sticking the black tip part in his mouth* "Dragon's blood is the scent of this one." *he looked over at Samantha* "Wow, a new blood. Hello, I am Immortal Emperor Thriller." *he said with a bow*
Dabfia wrote:"Yeah right. I highly doubt that your a cultist" Dab said.
Swith Witherward wrote:Germanic Templars wrote:"I'm not okay, also for one, I know what my lord's place smells like, i've been there twice, two that's how I pray, I know it's a little gaudy but still, puts me at peace and I find myself able to concentrate more.. As for this thing, it's more for fun." *He pulled out his lighter then lit it, a little flame flickered on the opposite end of the black tip. he gently extinguish the flame with a low breeze before sticking the black tip part in his mouth* "Dragon's blood is the scent of this one." *he looked over at Samantha* "Wow, a new blood. Hello, I am Immortal Emperor Thriller." *he said with a bow*
"Well, Samantha, help yourself to any book you'd like. This is mostly for light reading, but I think there are a few texts tucked here and there, and an entire section on knitting."
"Hmmm?" Swith brought her attention back to Thriller. "So you were paying attention! Your ritual wasn't gaudy. It was rather nice. Mine are gaudy, trust me. Absolute hedonistic absurdity involving a lot of golden objects, billowing robes and frantic chanting. Why aren't you okay? It doesn't have to do with your liver, does it? I can restore that, if it is."