*Oh hello beautiful, kind, generous, handsome, and uniquely amazing Jobah.*
*Haha yes, all true, I’m definitely not a clone derived from the dead body of a powerful scientist’s wife designed to mass pilot biomechanical colossi to battle humanity’s only brother in this cold uncaring cosmos*
*And there goes my attempt to bribe you, how unfortunate. Welp, time to purge the remaining clones, beginning with you. (Aims laser gun)*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Oh hello beautiful, kind, generous, handsome, and uniquely amazing Jobah.*
*Haha yes, all true, I’m definitely not a clone derived from the dead body of a powerful scientist’s wife designed to mass pilot biomechanical colossi to battle humanity’s only brother in this cold uncaring cosmos*
*And there goes my attempt to bribe you, how unfortunate. Welp, time to purge the remaining clones, beginning with you. (Aims laser gun)*
*Nope, I’ll turn into a massive corpse of myself ten times the size of the Earth that will eternally stare at the world as I rot and descend*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Oh hello beautiful, kind, generous, handsome, and uniquely amazing Jobah.*
*Haha yes, all true, I’m definitely not a clone derived from the dead body of a powerful scientist’s wife designed to mass pilot biomechanical colossi to battle humanity’s only brother in this cold uncaring cosmos*
*And there goes my attempt to bribe you, how unfortunate. Welp, time to purge the remaining clones, beginning with you. (Aims laser gun)*
*Nope, I’ll turn into a massive corpse of myself ten times the size of the Earth that will eternally stare at the world as I rot and descend*
*Quick question before I annihilate you, is that an elaborate Neon Genesis Evangelion reference? (Prepares missiles)*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Oh hello beautiful, kind, generous, handsome, and uniquely amazing Jobah.*
*Haha yes, all true, I’m definitely not a clone derived from the dead body of a powerful scientist’s wife designed to mass pilot biomechanical colossi to battle humanity’s only brother in this cold uncaring cosmos*
*And there goes my attempt to bribe you, how unfortunate. Welp, time to purge the remaining clones, beginning with you. (Aims laser gun)*
*Nope, I’ll turn into a massive corpse of myself ten times the size of the Earth that will eternally stare at the world as I rot and descend*
*Quick question before I annihilate you, is that an elaborate Neon Genesis Evangelion reference? (Prepares missiles)*
*What else did you think it was???*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Okie dokie, characters because meatloaf needs to cook.*
Samaritan is beating the everliving (GP) out of the punching bag he has hooked up to the tree. He is dressed in a red tanktop which is a stark contrast to his inky black skin. He delivers a series of kicks and punches to the bag before it begins to rip.
Scott is face first in a pillow, having fallen asleep halfway through his reading.
Gigli is looking over patient files with his nurse, discussing high risk ones and what they should focus on.
She is easily scooped up by Merabelle, laughing gleefully. "I- I DID IT! I FINALLY DID IT! THAT WAS SO COOL!!!" She has the biggest smile on her face, her own eyes faintly reflecting the light of Merabelle's shimmering lights, full of pure joy.
He thinks, tapping his fingers against the metal hilt of his mace. "Work, I think. Was a bounty around those parts I was told to pursue."
They spin them, two night black wings sprouting out of her back as she flies them both into the sky "IT WAS AMAZIN'!!! Yer the best mage I've ever met!!!" She flies them back down, putting them back on the ground.
"Who were ya after? Lots o' people got bounties in the Gnarly, I had some myself."
She is absolutely elated, barely able to even stand in one spot. "One cantrip down, and many more spells to follow!" She quickly moves over to Merabelle and hugs her tightly. "Thank you so so much for helping me!"
"Hmmm... can't say I recall. It was a few years ago, and with all the bounty huntin' I did, it all kinda blurs together." He replies with a casual tone.
She hugs them tightly back, her tail also wrapping around them as she cackles with joy "You are gonna get 'em all down! You did it all yerself, I was just here to encourage ya!" She pats their head, calming down slowly "I'm so so proud of you."
He raises an eyebrow, but doesn't pry farther, simply leaving them to sitting outside, having better things to do than babysit someone they don't trust.
She looks back up at Merabelle, visibly beaming. "Still, thank you for encouraging me to keep trying." She then leans back into the hug.
Cathcart gets up, picking up his mace and rolling his shoulder a bit, getting ready to just amble away to somewhere else without a further word.
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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)
She looks back up at Merabelle, visibly beaming. "Still, thank you for encouraging me to keep trying." She then leans back into the hug.
Cathcart gets up, picking up his mace and rolling his shoulder a bit, getting ready to just amble away to somewhere else without a further word.
She picks them up, walking over to the porch and sitting them down in one of the chair "Ya earned yerself a treat, what do ya want to eat?" She says, beaming back at them.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
She looks back up at Merabelle, visibly beaming. "Still, thank you for encouraging me to keep trying." She then leans back into the hug.
Cathcart gets up, picking up his mace and rolling his shoulder a bit, getting ready to just amble away to somewhere else without a further word.
She picks them up, walking over to the porch and sitting them down in one of the chair "Ya earned yerself a treat, what do ya want to eat?" She says, beaming back at them.
The little shadow creature thinks for a moment. "Is there anything left from that deer from earlier?"
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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)
There is a large, locked panel on the side. There's also a big window on the front where you can see some of the inner workings, pretty much just where the food is cooked. There's a grill with a press, a mandolin-like device for onions, a transparent pressure fryer, a shake-mixer... overall, it looks very over-engineered. A lot of focus on the spectacle. "You can also, uh, get sauce packets for free, but only five at a time per purchase. I spent a lot of time working on it, but they're still prototypes. Not sure if they can, uh, make a profit, but I know they're food-safe and won't explode... so long as I stick around and maintain them every couple days. No one else knows how since, you know, can't afford to train people to maintain a technology we might not keep, heh." He rambles a bit.
She nods thoughtfully, fully listening to his little bit of rambling with interest. "From what I see, they look very impressive. I imagine they'll be quite popular, both for convenience and spectacle."
Max nods. "That's, yeah, uh, that's my hope. The speed still leaves something to be desired, since it has to cook the ingredients from frozen. I learned the hard way that you can't just pump the heat and pray it cooks faster. To do that, I'd need to mash the patties down further, which would mean that I would need larger buns, and thus more condiments, but I'd still have the same amount of beef. I could do two patties, of course... but I'd have to alter my equipment significantly. So that's an after profits thing."
“Depends, what do ya want me ta mean?” She says, finishing off the corpse with one final crunch.
“Hey, don’t make me anything, I’m fine.” He says, getting up and trying to stop her weakly, never really that strong.
He runs a hand across her cheek “You should probably go to sleep, you seem tired, you can love me tomorrow, and I’ll do the same.” He picks her up, walking to her bed, and putting her down.
"I truly don't even know myself." *STOP CHARMING, HE'S NOT FIT FOR LOVE! qwq*
"Ahh, ahh. Sit." She commands of him, growling.
"You're such a buzz...kill.." she says, yawning again.
*I don't know what ta tell ya buddy.*
She cackles, slapping their shoulder "You'll have to find out then, wont ya?"
He immediately does so without question, blushing a soft purple color.
"I drunk with you, it's best you rest, we can do something fun later."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*And there goes my attempt to bribe you, how unfortunate. Welp, time to purge the remaining clones, beginning with you. (Aims laser gun)*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Nope, I’ll turn into a massive corpse of myself ten times the size of the Earth that will eternally stare at the world as I rot and descend*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Quick question before I annihilate you, is that an elaborate Neon Genesis Evangelion reference? (Prepares missiles)*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*What else did you think it was???*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Because Neon Genesis Evangelion is insane and full of ridiculous metaphors. Anyway, wanna rp?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Okie dokie, characters because meatloaf needs to cook.*
Samaritan is beating the everliving (GP) out of the punching bag he has hooked up to the tree. He is dressed in a red tanktop which is a stark contrast to his inky black skin. He delivers a series of kicks and punches to the bag before it begins to rip.
Scott is face first in a pillow, having fallen asleep halfway through his reading.
Gigli is looking over patient files with his nurse, discussing high risk ones and what they should focus on.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Yes*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Yes. cook the meatloaf, feed the carnivores of your home.*
Dracula sits next to them, playing on his GBA, he's beat the first six Final Fantasy's, onto the best one for him.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Do you want anyone specific? I can choose if you don't feel like choosing.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She looks back up at Merabelle, visibly beaming. "Still, thank you for encouraging me to keep trying." She then leans back into the hug.
Cathcart gets up, picking up his mace and rolling his shoulder a bit, getting ready to just amble away to somewhere else without a further word.
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)
Scott wakes with a snort, sitting up quickly. He looks around until his eyes lay on Dracula. "Oh hey.."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She picks them up, walking over to the porch and sitting them down in one of the chair "Ya earned yerself a treat, what do ya want to eat?" She says, beaming back at them.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Dracula looks down to them "Oh, looks like you aren't dead, huh. Wanna play Final Fantasy 7?" He offer the GBA.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He shakes his head "No thank you.. I'm good."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He pulls it back "Okay, how are you doing Scott?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The little shadow creature thinks for a moment. "Is there anything left from that deer from earlier?"
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)
Max nods. "That's, yeah, uh, that's my hope. The speed still leaves something to be desired, since it has to cook the ingredients from frozen. I learned the hard way that you can't just pump the heat and pray it cooks faster. To do that, I'd need to mash the patties down further, which would mean that I would need larger buns, and thus more condiments, but I'd still have the same amount of beef. I could do two patties, of course... but I'd have to alter my equipment significantly. So that's an after profits thing."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I don't know what ta tell ya buddy.*
She cackles, slapping their shoulder "You'll have to find out then, wont ya?"
He immediately does so without question, blushing a soft purple color.
"I drunk with you, it's best you rest, we can do something fun later."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)