The dog is chewing on the toy chair it got from the salesman.
Incorso is on a phone call.
Harvey, seeing Incorso is on a call, is sneaking over to smack and sticker on him. (Stealth: 18)
Incorso simply side-steps him, not even pausing in his sentence.
Harvey looks at him with disbelief, angry-confused face
Incorso holds a finger up to his face in a 'one second' motion.
Harvey snarls and tries to nip his finger.
All he nips is the empty air.
"IM GOING TO GO TRAIN IN THE MOUTAINS SO I CAN MATCH YOUR SPEED"
Incorso turns, ignoring Harvey. "Yes, I'll pick up fresh coffee grounds on the way. No, I'm not getting the expensive stuff. Yes, I'll make sure it's non-anomalous."
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH"
"Sorry about that, a toddler is running around in this cafe. No, I'm afraid it's too ignorant to listen to any adult."
Harvey snarls again and leans on Incorso's shoulder.
Incorso twirls, causing Harvey to lean on nothing, meaning he will most likely fall.... comically.
Harvey meets the floor and decides to stay there
Incorso steps over Harvey and walks over to a table, sitting. "Yes, tomorrow is good."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
The dog is chewing on the toy chair it got from the salesman.
Incorso is on a phone call.
Harvey, seeing Incorso is on a call, is sneaking over to smack and sticker on him. (Stealth: 18)
Incorso simply side-steps him, not even pausing in his sentence.
Harvey looks at him with disbelief, angry-confused face
Incorso holds a finger up to his face in a 'one second' motion.
Harvey snarls and tries to nip his finger.
All he nips is the empty air.
"IM GOING TO GO TRAIN IN THE MOUTAINS SO I CAN MATCH YOUR SPEED"
Incorso turns, ignoring Harvey. "Yes, I'll pick up fresh coffee grounds on the way. No, I'm not getting the expensive stuff. Yes, I'll make sure it's non-anomalous."
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH"
"Sorry about that, a toddler is running around in this cafe. No, I'm afraid it's too ignorant to listen to any adult."
Harvey snarls again and leans on Incorso's shoulder.
Incorso twirls, causing Harvey to lean on nothing, meaning he will most likely fall.... comically.
Harvey meets the floor and decides to stay there
Incorso steps over Harvey and walks over to a table, sitting. "Yes, tomorrow is good."
"ughhh" harvey grumbles
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The dog is chewing on the toy chair it got from the salesman.
Incorso is on a phone call.
Harvey, seeing Incorso is on a call, is sneaking over to smack and sticker on him. (Stealth: 18)
Incorso simply side-steps him, not even pausing in his sentence.
Harvey looks at him with disbelief, angry-confused face
Incorso holds a finger up to his face in a 'one second' motion.
Harvey snarls and tries to nip his finger.
All he nips is the empty air.
"IM GOING TO GO TRAIN IN THE MOUTAINS SO I CAN MATCH YOUR SPEED"
Incorso turns, ignoring Harvey. "Yes, I'll pick up fresh coffee grounds on the way. No, I'm not getting the expensive stuff. Yes, I'll make sure it's non-anomalous."
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH"
"Sorry about that, a toddler is running around in this cafe. No, I'm afraid it's too ignorant to listen to any adult."
Harvey snarls again and leans on Incorso's shoulder.
Incorso twirls, causing Harvey to lean on nothing, meaning he will most likely fall.... comically.
Harvey meets the floor and decides to stay there
Incorso steps over Harvey and walks over to a table, sitting. "Yes, tomorrow is good."
"ughhh" harvey grumbles
Incorso finally finishes his call, hanging up on the phone and tucking it into his coat.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Elsenova is sitting on the floor near an outlet, a cord connecting it to their shoulder.
Nessa waves. "How are you?"
"-I am fine. Simply---- charging; is all."
"I see. Um... I'm not interrupting anything am I?"
Elsenova gets up and retracts the cord back into her shoulder. "-No; not at all."
"Oh... good... um... Everything in tip top shape?"
"-Yes. I spent [8 hours, 43 minutes, and 22.57 seconds] on---- maintenance."
"Well that is good to hear. Enjoying your bed?"
"-I---- don't require sleep; so---- I haven't found need for it yet."
"... What do you need?"
Elsenova gestures towards the outlet. "-Energy. It's a---- bearable alternative to batteries. I was intended to---- consume food; but the technology wasn't---- available at the time of my creation."
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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)
Elsenova is sitting on the floor near an outlet, a cord connecting it to their shoulder.
Nessa waves. "How are you?"
"-I am fine. Simply---- charging; is all."
"I see. Um... I'm not interrupting anything am I?"
Elsenova gets up and retracts the cord back into her shoulder. "-No; not at all."
"Oh... good... um... Everything in tip top shape?"
"-Yes. I spent [8 hours, 43 minutes, and 22.57 seconds] on---- maintenance."
"Well that is good to hear. Enjoying your bed?"
"-I---- don't require sleep; so---- I haven't found need for it yet."
"... What do you need?"
Elsenova gestures towards the outlet. "-Energy. It's a---- bearable alternative to batteries. I was intended to---- consume food; but the technology wasn't---- available at the time of my creation."
"Oh... okay. Um... Guess that is how I will be paying you."
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Elsenova is sitting on the floor near an outlet, a cord connecting it to their shoulder.
Nessa waves. "How are you?"
"-I am fine. Simply---- charging; is all."
"I see. Um... I'm not interrupting anything am I?"
Elsenova gets up and retracts the cord back into her shoulder. "-No; not at all."
"Oh... good... um... Everything in tip top shape?"
"-Yes. I spent [8 hours, 43 minutes, and 22.57 seconds] on---- maintenance."
"Well that is good to hear. Enjoying your bed?"
"-I---- don't require sleep; so---- I haven't found need for it yet."
"... What do you need?"
Elsenova gestures towards the outlet. "-Energy. It's a---- bearable alternative to batteries. I was intended to---- consume food; but the technology wasn't---- available at the time of my creation."
"Oh... okay. Um... Guess that is how I will be paying you."
"-Perhaps." They look down at the trash can, which still has some charred pieces stuck to the inside, staring at it for a few seconds.
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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)
Elsenova is sitting on the floor near an outlet, a cord connecting it to their shoulder.
Nessa waves. "How are you?"
"-I am fine. Simply---- charging; is all."
"I see. Um... I'm not interrupting anything am I?"
Elsenova gets up and retracts the cord back into her shoulder. "-No; not at all."
"Oh... good... um... Everything in tip top shape?"
"-Yes. I spent [8 hours, 43 minutes, and 22.57 seconds] on---- maintenance."
"Well that is good to hear. Enjoying your bed?"
"-I---- don't require sleep; so---- I haven't found need for it yet."
"... What do you need?"
Elsenova gestures towards the outlet. "-Energy. It's a---- bearable alternative to batteries. I was intended to---- consume food; but the technology wasn't---- available at the time of my creation."
"Oh... okay. Um... Guess that is how I will be paying you."
"-Perhaps." They look down at the trash can, which still has some charred pieces stuck to the inside, staring at it for a few seconds.
"... you good?" They respond, taking out the trash
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Elsenova is sitting on the floor near an outlet, a cord connecting it to their shoulder.
Nessa waves. "How are you?"
"-I am fine. Simply---- charging; is all."
"I see. Um... I'm not interrupting anything am I?"
Elsenova gets up and retracts the cord back into her shoulder. "-No; not at all."
"Oh... good... um... Everything in tip top shape?"
"-Yes. I spent [8 hours, 43 minutes, and 22.57 seconds] on---- maintenance."
"Well that is good to hear. Enjoying your bed?"
"-I---- don't require sleep; so---- I haven't found need for it yet."
"... What do you need?"
Elsenova gestures towards the outlet. "-Energy. It's a---- bearable alternative to batteries. I was intended to---- consume food; but the technology wasn't---- available at the time of my creation."
"Oh... okay. Um... Guess that is how I will be paying you."
"-Perhaps." They look down at the trash can, which still has some charred pieces stuck to the inside, staring at it for a few seconds.
"... you good?" They respond, taking out the trash
"-I---- don't---- know."
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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)
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"-I am fine. Simply---- charging; is all."
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)
Incorso steps over Harvey and walks over to a table, sitting. "Yes, tomorrow is good."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"ughhh" harvey grumbles
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Incorso finally finishes his call, hanging up on the phone and tucking it into his coat.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Elsenova pulls their cord out from the outlet, stands up, and starts pacing around.
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)
*Good morning fellows*
The D-class inserts a thumbdrive into a handheld device, starting to download whatever is on the drive into the device.
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
The dog brushes by his leg, wandering around.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"I see. Um... I'm not interrupting anything am I?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He looks down at it for a moment before continueing
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
Elsenova gets up and retracts the cord back into her shoulder. "-No; not at all."
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)
"Oh... good... um... Everything in tip top shape?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"-Yes. I spent [8 hours, 43 minutes, and 22.57 seconds] on---- maintenance."
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)
"Well that is good to hear. Enjoying your bed?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"-I---- don't require sleep; so---- I haven't found need for it yet."
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)
"... What do you need?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Elsenova gestures towards the outlet. "-Energy. It's a---- bearable alternative to batteries. I was intended to---- consume food; but the technology wasn't---- available at the time of my creation."
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)
"Oh... okay. Um... Guess that is how I will be paying you."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"-Perhaps." They look down at the trash can, which still has some charred pieces stuck to the inside, staring at it for a few seconds.
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 good?" They respond, taking out the trash
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"-I---- don't---- know."
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)