She also thinks for a long while. "From what I've heard, it sounds rather nice. So... yeah, I do."
She smiles softly, before sitting back in the beanbag chair "You deserve one. Maybe I can help find you some, if you want."
She smiles back at Merabelle. "Yeah, that- that sounds nice. Thank you."
"Do you have any ideas who you might want to be your parent? Or maybe some ideas what you want them to be like?" She says, taking a severed hand out of her pocket and beginning to eat.
She thinks for a bit- only about a few seconds. "Kind... wise... smart... not afraid of the unknown. Someone... someone like you, actually."
She raises an eyebrow, continuing to end the hand until it's gone before saying "Hmm, ya want somebody like me? How 'bout me? Will that do good enough fer ya?" She asks, smiling wide.
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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.'
*Okay, finally noted down the stuff Wendi made for me. Again I can't thank you enough Wendi. Now, here are the cowboys.*
Sparrow is sitting in front of the tavern, a hunk of bone in his hand, a carving knife in the other, trying to keep his mind off his two addictions, an open book on magic next to him. His foot taps absentmindedly as he carves something out of the bone, bone shavings all around him.
Thane has met Rag, who has given him enough money to buy the entire town if he wanted it, and is now looking for some way to pay Rag back as well as spend this money on their child, putting most of it into some hidden spot for their future college education, walking around with the rest, a much smaller amount.
Merabelle is looking for a job, under Stroth's recommendation, and never having had a formal job before is just walking around with a bowl of the gumbo she made, wondering how she'll get some restaurant to hire her.
Grimes is in town, sitting in the park, playing dragonchess at a table alone. He seems to be taking a lot of time before making each move, quite the strategist when he gets the chance and isn't running away as fast as he can.
*One last time, just in case.*
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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 through all the diagrams and reads through the text with keen interest. When Isaac hands her the lens, she carefully takes it, running her fingers across the channels in its design before looking out the library window through it. "Wow, everything looks kinda funky through this." She says to no one in particular.
She can see spots of light in the sky while looking through the lens. It seems to make stars not normally visible able to be seen. Isaac flips to the last few pages of the book "want to see what this is all for?"
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
She also thinks for a long while. "From what I've heard, it sounds rather nice. So... yeah, I do."
She smiles softly, before sitting back in the beanbag chair "You deserve one. Maybe I can help find you some, if you want."
She smiles back at Merabelle. "Yeah, that- that sounds nice. Thank you."
"Do you have any ideas who you might want to be your parent? Or maybe some ideas what you want them to be like?" She says, taking a severed hand out of her pocket and beginning to eat.
She thinks for a bit- only about a few seconds. "Kind... wise... smart... not afraid of the unknown. Someone... someone like you, actually."
She raises an eyebrow, continuing to end the hand until it's gone before saying "Hmm, ya want somebody like me? How 'bout me? Will that do good enough fer ya?" She asks, smiling wide.
Omori looks back at her, a soft smile on her face. "Yeah. That sounds wonderful."
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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)
He nods, fidgeting with his wedding ring.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She raises an eyebrow, continuing to end the hand until it's gone before saying "Hmm, ya want somebody like me? How 'bout me? Will that do good enough fer ya?" She asks, smiling wide.
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.)
*One last time, just in case.*
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.)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Omori looks back at her, a soft smile on her face. "Yeah. That sounds wonderful."
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)
"If you are hurting from something, you should talk to your doctor, if you want going to talk to me." She gets up, bowing 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.)
She stands up, picking them up before kissing them on the forehead "Guess I'll be ya mom then."
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.)
"I....I'm afraid I'm going to be a bad dad."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She sits back down, across from them "You are going to do great, parenting is hard, but I believe you love for your family. That's all that matters."
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 twists his ring. "I've made so many enemies and I just....I'm worried that they're gonna target my family..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sorry, disappeared just now. I was arriving at DC.*
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
(no worries lol)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"Don't worry, me and my brother are trying to be heroes, if someone comes after you, we'll try to help." She says reassuringly.
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.)
*No worries. Imma hand u my characters rq. I have to go take a test but I'll brb :3 *
Theren is sitting in the snow, bundled in a scarf and warm coat. He is making small snowmen.
Thorfinn is outside training in pants and a tank top.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Don't worry about it dude, that's the way things are. 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.)
A little happy chuckle escapes her. "Mom... I haven't heard that before. I like it." She hugs Merabelle. "Thank you, mom."
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)
(anyone want to rp?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
After a moment they put them back down, Merabelle beaming "I've got a daughter now." She leans down "Have ya eaten yet sweetheart?"
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.)
"Tread the path of the hero carefully...you might lose more than you gain..." he mumbles
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Omori is also beaming with pure joy. "I... I don't think I have. I was so focused on making the star map, I guess I barely noticed."
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)