Looking For A Soul Puppeteer

[TavernLich 324]

 [!]

 

-:Amidst the nooks and crannies of the realm, where those who specialize in acts of villainy dwell, tattered leaflets are strewn about, each seemingly written in perfect and cordial calligraphy. The papers left in the cold night for anyone to see:-

 

 

“It is with great pleasure, that I ask for a teacher in the arts of Soul Puppetry. Though asking of such may be perilous to both our safety, I, “Z,” must ask whoever reading this for their help in tutoring me in this magic, if one did know of it or taught it. Do send me a bird as soon as possible, good Sir or Lady!"

 

- Z

 

 

((So yeah, I am looking to play a character with Soul Puppetry and such, just reply bellow if you are willing or send me a message, my Skype is: bart.yap. Thanks!))

 

[Wyvernbane 252]

Veren frowns as he glances over the note, aggressively ripping it up. He walks around, looking for others to do the same. 

[~ Fiend ~ 611]

Isabella's laughing too hard to rip up the paper.
She keeps it instead, for future giggles.

"Good luck with that, 'Z'," she mutters as she wipes a tear from her eye.

[TavernLich 324]

Z lays there, patiently waiting.

((Darn you Druids!!! Darn you!!!))

[SpiltMemes 368]

Arelin reads through the paper. Releasing just a single 'ha.'

She then folds it into fourths, rips, and goes on her marry way.

[The Fact Core 511]

The Boogie Man grumbles like a massive monster of doom. "Are you freaking kidding me!? Asking this in public, what a piece of garbage you are, you have no style at all and I am not amused at all to use my precious art like it's another piece of necromantic non sense! Get your own way and never come back you piece of rotting, solid, puppet, smoothie!" After a long moment of non sense cursing he turns back around. "Everyone knows that I am a Puppeteer, the only and great father! Yet he does not! I like his style! They contact me, not I contact them, I believe I can fly!" Before he flies off, well he thinks he does but he just falls down a hill.

[Mephistophelian 977]

"Really?" Lorien sighs, picking the paper up. "Really?" He asks again, walking down the road with the paper between large fingers. He looks up to the moon that shines so gloriously in the sky. "Really?"

[Tom_Whiteman 949]

Korsol would twirl Z's phylactery in hand...

[GDPR 014 48]

Cer'xion stares at the letter with a hollowed gaze. A hand reaching out to grasp at the paper, 

 

"You ought to be kidding me...how could I have made a kin as daft as this..." His fingers curl up the paper, throwing it into a near-by fire. He then slides a hand into his satchel. 

 

"Ah! Who; what!?" He yells in dismay as the phylactory he kept so secure was no longer there. He turns to Korsol and grasps the phylactory.

[TavernLich 324]

((This ain’t my Lich! You silleh geese! ;C)) Z just waits, standing alone.

[Lima 774]

written in perfect and cordial calligraphy.

 

Lori looks at the letter, in comic sans, clearly a master work of Cordial Calligraphy. "Stupid people 'n dere' dark arts. Feckin' Immoral."

[ℤ∃ʁ∅ 823]

Ramza looks to the letter and shakes his head. 

 

"You know you are just wanting asking for a death wish and to be hunted..such idiotic needs.. "

 

He sighs tossing the letter away.

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

Artimec orders his guards to begin combing over town and investigating everyone who's name starts with 'Z'.

[VampsWillDie 76]

Artimec orders his guards to begin combing over town and investigating everyone who's name starts with 'Z'.

Gwen giggles, and contemplates putting up a similar poster but signing it with "A"...so many people she could get rid of that's name starts with A...

[Heero 4092]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.