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Once more Sheogorath stood upon the exterior steps of the vast, towering casino, the building's shadow passing across his figure, as sunlight kissed the edge of the cool shade just overhead. Spring warmth permeated the atmosphere, caressing the skin of the red head that had positioned himself upon the concrete. His blistering, sharp amber eyes scanned the crowd that lingered around him, conversing with one another about rumors and whatnot. Sheogorath listened for a moment, before parting his strong jaw to speak.
[b]"OKAY, Badlanders! We've had a lot of joiners lately, so we're goin' to have a meet and greet! Gather' round, state yer name and a bit about ya. I'll start. I'm Sheogorath! I'm Joshua's father. Hurt him, and I skin ya. Alive. Anyways, I'm the Prince of Madness, the King of Dolphins, the Lord of Bunnies, and God of Dinosaurs, and the Father of Unicorns. Feel free to bow anytime. I commissioned a crown from the local blacksmith, so all of ya will know how powerful I am." He smiled, a toothy, broad expression.
"I used to be the second in command, thrice actually, or was it twice? But shit happened, and now I'm a worm. No worries though, I'm a god, so it doesn't bother me. If you bother me, however, yer in fer a thrashing, heh." He was teasing, somewhat. A part of him was serious, even if his voice sounded jokingly enough. "Butterflies whisper secrets to me. Rocky, my stone, tells me all about the local rumors. Isn't he cute?" Sheogorath plucked the smooth rock from his pocket with his free hand (for his other was perched upon his cane) and held it up for all to see.
"I also have a rabbit named Haskill. Haskill number two, really. I'll let you lot pet him, and introduce ya to him, later today. He's adorable. Just don't eat him, or he'll eat you back! Haha. By the way, like me cane? I've bashed people's skulls in with it before. I'm especially fond of the dried blood stains." The red head chuckled lightly, holding up his carved wooden cane for the surrounding individuals to view. Sheogorath was in quite the good mood, and it was noticeable.
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[b]and i say to myself, what a wonderful world
( two for dialogue about death )Once more Sheogorath stood upon the exterior steps of the vast, towering casino, the building's shadow passing across his figure, as sunlight kissed the edge of the cool shade just overhead. Spring warmth permeated the atmosphere, caressing the skin of the red head that had positioned himself upon the concrete. His blistering, sharp amber eyes scanned the crowd that lingered around him, conversing with one another about rumors and whatnot. Sheogorath listened for a moment, before parting his strong jaw to speak.
[b]"OKAY, Badlanders! We've had a lot of joiners lately, so we're goin' to have a meet and greet! Gather' round, state yer name and a bit about ya. I'll start. I'm Sheogorath! I'm Joshua's father. Hurt him, and I skin ya. Alive. Anyways, I'm the Prince of Madness, the King of Dolphins, the Lord of Bunnies, and God of Dinosaurs, and the Father of Unicorns. Feel free to bow anytime. I commissioned a crown from the local blacksmith, so all of ya will know how powerful I am." He smiled, a toothy, broad expression.
"I used to be the second in command, thrice actually, or was it twice? But shit happened, and now I'm a worm. No worries though, I'm a god, so it doesn't bother me. If you bother me, however, yer in fer a thrashing, heh." He was teasing, somewhat. A part of him was serious, even if his voice sounded jokingly enough. "Butterflies whisper secrets to me. Rocky, my stone, tells me all about the local rumors. Isn't he cute?" Sheogorath plucked the smooth rock from his pocket with his free hand (for his other was perched upon his cane) and held it up for all to see.
"I also have a rabbit named Haskill. Haskill number two, really. I'll let you lot pet him, and introduce ya to him, later today. He's adorable. Just don't eat him, or he'll eat you back! Haha. By the way, like me cane? I've bashed people's skulls in with it before. I'm especially fond of the dried blood stains." The red head chuckled lightly, holding up his carved wooden cane for the surrounding individuals to view. Sheogorath was in quite the good mood, and it was noticeable.
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and i see fire, blood in the breeze
[sup]AND I HOPE THAT YOU'LL REMEMBER ME