"You are a bee, so considering you seem to be atleast 12, then that would make you older than any bee's i know of."
“Worker bees have a lifespan of 30 days” he pauses “I’m 17”
"So 206 times longer than the average bee."
“I’m scared I only have 13 years left…”
"I'm sure you have much more. 30 year life spans are good even then." She says in a reassuring tone
He sniffles and looks at worship teary eyed “I don’t wanna die”
*poor little bee :(*
As the two of you approach the gatehouse, the robot inside raises its head and stares at you. There seems to be a device on the booth that is meant for some sort of key-card.
Worship sticks her hand in the device, and tries to use that to get in
Her hand can't fit into the contraption: The hole is too narrow and small for anything much larger than a credit card to go in. The robot guard watches, staring down the two of you, but not doing anything.
She looks at him, "I request access."
"-And I request your IDs."
She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a card, offering it to the guard
*And what's on this card?*
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"You are a bee, so considering you seem to be atleast 12, then that would make you older than any bee's i know of."
“Worker bees have a lifespan of 30 days” he pauses “I’m 17”
"So 206 times longer than the average bee."
“I’m scared I only have 13 years left…”
"I'm sure you have much more. 30 year life spans are good even then." She says in a reassuring tone
He sniffles and looks at worship teary eyed “I don’t wanna die”
*poor little bee :(*
As the two of you approach the gatehouse, the robot inside raises its head and stares at you. There seems to be a device on the booth that is meant for some sort of key-card.
Worship sticks her hand in the device, and tries to use that to get in
Her hand can't fit into the contraption: The hole is too narrow and small for anything much larger than a credit card to go in. The robot guard watches, staring down the two of you, but not doing anything.
She looks at him, "I request access."
"-And I request your IDs."
She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a card, offering it to the guard
Phoenix is roaming the streets looking for something. His weapons are slung on his back and he has his hand over his pistol on his waist.
As he walks around, he notices a street sweeper drive past at a glacial pace. The driver appears to be a robot of some sort, and the Hyde Co. logo is painted onto the side of the vehicle.
Phoenix runs after the street sweeper while running. He is going to try to climb on the back of it. Athletics: 17
He managed to climb on top as it slowly and nonchalantly drove by. The robot driver didn't seem to notice, or at least not to care.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Phoenix is roaming the streets looking for something. His weapons are slung on his back and he has his hand over his pistol on his waist.
As he walks around, he notices a street sweeper drive past at a glacial pace. The driver appears to be a robot of some sort, and the Hyde Co. logo is painted onto the side of the vehicle.
Phoenix runs after the street sweeper while running. He is going to try to climb on the back of it. Athletics: 17
He managed to climb on top as it slowly and nonchalantly drove by. The robot driver didn't seem to notice, or at least not to care.
Phoenix is now looking for Hyde Co.'s main building while pulling a mask over his face that is painted like a skull except the skull is red instead of white. Perception: 17
"You are a bee, so considering you seem to be atleast 12, then that would make you older than any bee's i know of."
“Worker bees have a lifespan of 30 days” he pauses “I’m 17”
"So 206 times longer than the average bee."
“I’m scared I only have 13 years left…”
"I'm sure you have much more. 30 year life spans are good even then." She says in a reassuring tone
He sniffles and looks at worship teary eyed “I don’t wanna die”
*poor little bee :(*
As the two of you approach the gatehouse, the robot inside raises its head and stares at you. There seems to be a device on the booth that is meant for some sort of key-card.
Worship sticks her hand in the device, and tries to use that to get in
Her hand can't fit into the contraption: The hole is too narrow and small for anything much larger than a credit card to go in. The robot guard watches, staring down the two of you, but not doing anything.
She looks at him, "I request access."
"-And I request your IDs."
She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a card, offering it to the guard
Phoenix is roaming the streets looking for something. His weapons are slung on his back and he has his hand over his pistol on his waist.
As he walks around, he notices a street sweeper drive past at a glacial pace. The driver appears to be a robot of some sort, and the Hyde Co. logo is painted onto the side of the vehicle.
Phoenix runs after the street sweeper while running. He is going to try to climb on the back of it. Athletics: 17
He managed to climb on top as it slowly and nonchalantly drove by. The robot driver didn't seem to notice, or at least not to care.
Phoenix is now looking for Hyde Co.'s main building while pulling a mask over his face that is painted like a skull except the skull is red instead of white. Perception: 17
A skyscraper looms in the distance, proudly displaying the Hyde Co. logo on its top. The sweeper, however, seems to be heading the other direction.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"You are a bee, so considering you seem to be atleast 12, then that would make you older than any bee's i know of."
“Worker bees have a lifespan of 30 days” he pauses “I’m 17”
"So 206 times longer than the average bee."
“I’m scared I only have 13 years left…”
"I'm sure you have much more. 30 year life spans are good even then." She says in a reassuring tone
He sniffles and looks at worship teary eyed “I don’t wanna die”
*poor little bee :(*
As the two of you approach the gatehouse, the robot inside raises its head and stares at you. There seems to be a device on the booth that is meant for some sort of key-card.
Worship sticks her hand in the device, and tries to use that to get in
Her hand can't fit into the contraption: The hole is too narrow and small for anything much larger than a credit card to go in. The robot guard watches, staring down the two of you, but not doing anything.
She looks at him, "I request access."
"-And I request your IDs."
She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a card, offering it to the guard
*And what's on this card?*
*Its face down :}*
The robot puts the card into some device, which starts smoking after a few seconds. The robot, growing increasingly panicked, keeps pressing buttons on the machine to try and eject the card. One of these buttons raises the gate just enough that someone could crawl under it, but the guard doesn't notice.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Phoenix is roaming the streets looking for something. His weapons are slung on his back and he has his hand over his pistol on his waist.
As he walks around, he notices a street sweeper drive past at a glacial pace. The driver appears to be a robot of some sort, and the Hyde Co. logo is painted onto the side of the vehicle.
Phoenix runs after the street sweeper while running. He is going to try to climb on the back of it. Athletics: 17
He managed to climb on top as it slowly and nonchalantly drove by. The robot driver didn't seem to notice, or at least not to care.
Phoenix is now looking for Hyde Co.'s main building while pulling a mask over his face that is painted like a skull except the skull is red instead of white. Perception: 17
A skyscraper looms in the distance, proudly displaying the Hyde Co. logo on its top. The sweeper, however, seems to be heading the other direction.
Phoenix hops off the sweeper and tries to find a car.
"You are a bee, so considering you seem to be atleast 12, then that would make you older than any bee's i know of."
“Worker bees have a lifespan of 30 days” he pauses “I’m 17”
"So 206 times longer than the average bee."
“I’m scared I only have 13 years left…”
"I'm sure you have much more. 30 year life spans are good even then." She says in a reassuring tone
He sniffles and looks at worship teary eyed “I don’t wanna die”
*poor little bee :(*
As the two of you approach the gatehouse, the robot inside raises its head and stares at you. There seems to be a device on the booth that is meant for some sort of key-card.
Worship sticks her hand in the device, and tries to use that to get in
Her hand can't fit into the contraption: The hole is too narrow and small for anything much larger than a credit card to go in. The robot guard watches, staring down the two of you, but not doing anything.
She looks at him, "I request access."
"-And I request your IDs."
She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a card, offering it to the guard
*And what's on this card?*
*Its face down :}*
The robot puts the card into some device, which starts smoking after a few seconds. The robot, growing increasingly panicked, keeps pressing buttons on the machine to try and eject the card. One of these buttons raises the gate just enough that someone could crawl under it, but the guard doesn't notice.
Worship, with apifite in arms, ducks under the gate, ignoring the panicked guard
"You are a bee, so considering you seem to be atleast 12, then that would make you older than any bee's i know of."
“Worker bees have a lifespan of 30 days” he pauses “I’m 17”
"So 206 times longer than the average bee."
“I’m scared I only have 13 years left…”
"I'm sure you have much more. 30 year life spans are good even then." She says in a reassuring tone
He sniffles and looks at worship teary eyed “I don’t wanna die”
*poor little bee :(*
As the two of you approach the gatehouse, the robot inside raises its head and stares at you. There seems to be a device on the booth that is meant for some sort of key-card.
Worship sticks her hand in the device, and tries to use that to get in
Her hand can't fit into the contraption: The hole is too narrow and small for anything much larger than a credit card to go in. The robot guard watches, staring down the two of you, but not doing anything.
She looks at him, "I request access."
"-And I request your IDs."
She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a card, offering it to the guard
*And what's on this card?*
*Its face down :}*
The robot puts the card into some device, which starts smoking after a few seconds. The robot, growing increasingly panicked, keeps pressing buttons on the machine to try and eject the card. One of these buttons raises the gate just enough that someone could crawl under it, but the guard doesn't notice.
Worship, with apifite in arms, ducks under the gate, ignoring the panicked guard
"You are a bee, so considering you seem to be atleast 12, then that would make you older than any bee's i know of."
“Worker bees have a lifespan of 30 days” he pauses “I’m 17”
"So 206 times longer than the average bee."
“I’m scared I only have 13 years left…”
"I'm sure you have much more. 30 year life spans are good even then." She says in a reassuring tone
He sniffles and looks at worship teary eyed “I don’t wanna die”
*poor little bee :(*
As the two of you approach the gatehouse, the robot inside raises its head and stares at you. There seems to be a device on the booth that is meant for some sort of key-card.
Worship sticks her hand in the device, and tries to use that to get in
Her hand can't fit into the contraption: The hole is too narrow and small for anything much larger than a credit card to go in. The robot guard watches, staring down the two of you, but not doing anything.
She looks at him, "I request access."
"-And I request your IDs."
She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a card, offering it to the guard
*And what's on this card?*
*Its face down :}*
The robot puts the card into some device, which starts smoking after a few seconds. The robot, growing increasingly panicked, keeps pressing buttons on the machine to try and eject the card. One of these buttons raises the gate just enough that someone could crawl under it, but the guard doesn't notice.
Worship, with apifite in arms, ducks under the gate, ignoring the panicked guard
*And what's on this card?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Its face down :}*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
He managed to climb on top as it slowly and nonchalantly drove by. The robot driver didn't seem to notice, or at least not to care.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Phoenix is now looking for Hyde Co.'s main building while pulling a mask over his face that is painted like a skull except the skull is red instead of white. Perception: 17
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
[[ *whEEZE* ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
A skyscraper looms in the distance, proudly displaying the Hyde Co. logo on its top. The sweeper, however, seems to be heading the other direction.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The robot puts the card into some device, which starts smoking after a few seconds. The robot, growing increasingly panicked, keeps pressing buttons on the machine to try and eject the card. One of these buttons raises the gate just enough that someone could crawl under it, but the guard doesn't notice.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Phoenix hops off the sweeper and tries to find a car.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Worship, with apifite in arms, ducks under the gate, ignoring the panicked guard
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
✨ “so cool” ✨
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Alright everyone left me lol.* so as they left I’d like to steal some honey from the bee boi. I’ll give you the roll in a moment.
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
So twelve plus seven. 19.
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
"Thanks." She smiles
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Worship perception: 21
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
As you go to grab the bottle of honey, a cold metal hand clamps on your wrist
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*oh damnnnn.*
I look up slowly, a scared smile on my face.
”Oh heyyyy there… I was just, y’know, inspecting the honey.” *deception in a moment.*
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
*Alright ten plus five. 15. fingers crossed*
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
Insight: 28
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
She does not seem at all convinced, "Is that so? You know, thievery is not the nicest way to introduce yourself."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*HOW*
He shrugs and says,
”You’re right, I apologize. My name is Typhon, may I inquire what yours may be?”
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!