"Depends on if animating it still makes it a statue. Which is to say, I'll be animating it once it's done. Giving it awareness too." She explains, sounding a little too happy.
"may I ask why?"
She pauses for a moment, looking at Isaac as though the answer was obvious, before assuming her cheery demeanor again as though nothing happened. "Because it's fun! Same reason why I do anything."
"I just worry about what that thing could do if it turns hostile"
"That's why I have the backup plan." She gestures to a wall near the statue. Behind a 'break glass in case of emergency' glass is a sledgehammer. Nearby is a smaller hammer meant to break the glass to retrieve the larger hammer.
"I hope you know what you're doing"
"I do. What, you think I haven't dealt with berserk creations before? It took a lot of tries to get the mannequins to stop tearing themselves and their surroundings apart. It was... not pretty." She shivers at the memory.
he winces "trial and error can be rough"
"Yeah, no kidding- but trial and error is something I'm used to." She climbs up the statue a ways, grabbing her chiseling tools again and starting to carve once more.
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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)
Omori sits down in the shade of a nearby tree, concentrating on her breathing. She closes her eyes, just listening to the ambiance of the forest.
The wood radiates around her, the bird chirping as the winter softly blows all around them. Merabelle takes her hands, helping her with her own druidic power. Resonating with nature.
*Definitely calling them that from now on.*
She remains silent, simply basking in nature. She softly smiles, letting Merabelle's guiding power radiate through her body.
*Agreed. These two are just so wholesome... a little less so when the consumption of still-bleeding organs is involved, but still. :)*
*I mean, everything can't be perfect, they are just amazing together. Just think of it as family dinner.*
Green vines of magic power seem to flow through her, plants begin to grow around them both as Merabelle says to them in instruction "Now think of what you want to do with the nature you are harnessing."
She concentrates for a moment, and it takes a few minutes, but... a single flower- a stark-white lily same as the one in her hair- blooms from the snow.
Omori doesn't seem to notice that it worked, still focusing intently.
Omori sits down in the shade of a nearby tree, concentrating on her breathing. She closes her eyes, just listening to the ambiance of the forest.
The wood radiates around her, the bird chirping as the winter softly blows all around them. Merabelle takes her hands, helping her with her own druidic power. Resonating with nature.
*Definitely calling them that from now on.*
She remains silent, simply basking in nature. She softly smiles, letting Merabelle's guiding power radiate through her body.
*Agreed. These two are just so wholesome... a little less so when the consumption of still-bleeding organs is involved, but still. :)*
*I mean, everything can't be perfect, they are just amazing together. Just think of it as family dinner.*
Green vines of magic power seem to flow through her, plants begin to grow around them both as Merabelle says to them in instruction "Now think of what you want to do with the nature you are harnessing."
She concentrates for a moment, and it takes a few minutes, but... a single flower- a stark-white lily same as the one in her hair- blooms from the snow.
Omori doesn't seem to notice that it worked, still focusing intently.
Merabelle makes a small, joyful exclamation as she takes Omori's hands out of her own, looking to the lily as the flow of power stops "Yer so good at this Omori. Look at ya, that's the makin's of a Third level spell, even if ya can only do it with my help just now."
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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.'
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
Omori sits down in the shade of a nearby tree, concentrating on her breathing. She closes her eyes, just listening to the ambiance of the forest.
The wood radiates around her, the bird chirping as the winter softly blows all around them. Merabelle takes her hands, helping her with her own druidic power. Resonating with nature.
*Definitely calling them that from now on.*
She remains silent, simply basking in nature. She softly smiles, letting Merabelle's guiding power radiate through her body.
*Agreed. These two are just so wholesome... a little less so when the consumption of still-bleeding organs is involved, but still. :)*
*I mean, everything can't be perfect, they are just amazing together. Just think of it as family dinner.*
Green vines of magic power seem to flow through her, plants begin to grow around them both as Merabelle says to them in instruction "Now think of what you want to do with the nature you are harnessing."
She concentrates for a moment, and it takes a few minutes, but... a single flower- a stark-white lily same as the one in her hair- blooms from the snow.
Omori doesn't seem to notice that it worked, still focusing intently.
Merabelle makes a small, joyful exclamation as she takes Omori's hands out of her own, looking to the lily as the flow of power stops "Yer so good at this Omori. Look at ya, that's the makin's of a Third level spell, even if ya can only do it with my help just now."
She snaps out of her focus a bit. "Wait, did it-" She sees the lily peeking out of the snow, finding out that it, in fact, did. "...Wow. It's beautiful!"
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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 snaps out of her focus a bit. "Wait, did it-" She sees the lily peeking out of the snow, finding out that it, in fact, did. "...Wow. It's beautiful!"
"This is incredible, I'm proud o' ya. Plant Growth is a third level spell, an' you've already made somethin' nearly the same. It's so beautifu." She smiles at them, moving the snow from around the lily.
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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 snaps out of her focus a bit. "Wait, did it-" She sees the lily peeking out of the snow, finding out that it, in fact, did. "...Wow. It's beautiful!"
"This is incredible, I'm proud o' ya. Plant Growth is a third level spell, an' you've already made somethin' nearly the same. It's so beautiful." She smiles at them, moving the snow from around the lily.
"Third level? No wonder that kinda tired me out." She chuckles a bit. "I wasn't sure anything would happen, but... I agree, this is incredible."
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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 snaps out of her focus a bit. "Wait, did it-" She sees the lily peeking out of the snow, finding out that it, in fact, did. "...Wow. It's beautiful!"
"This is incredible, I'm proud o' ya. Plant Growth is a third level spell, an' you've already made somethin' nearly the same. It's so beautiful." She smiles at them, moving the snow from around the lily.
"Third level? No wonder that kinda tired me out." She chuckles a bit. "I wasn't sure anything would happen, but... I agree, this is incredible."
"Soon enough you'll be able to access your own constellations with a few days more of training and practice. For now, you should rest, you can have my bed until I get you one."
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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.'
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
Heriot is taking a dunk in some ice cold water at a nearby lake. She is quite majestic, her normally braided hair unbraided as she swims, her muscles glistening against the ice cold water. Her form is nearly perfect, swimming from end to end of the lake, diving and shooting back up.
Marie is sitting in front on the fire again, but this time she isn't drinking, simply watching the fire burn, wearing an elegant black dress that makes her curves appear more visible instead of her grave robbing attire, all of her knives and darts sitting on the table in front of her.
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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.'
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
"Yeah, no kidding- but trial and error is something I'm used to." She climbs up the statue a ways, grabbing her chiseling tools again and starting to carve once more.
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 concentrates for a moment, and it takes a few minutes, but... a single flower- a stark-white lily same as the one in her hair- blooms from the snow.
Omori doesn't seem to notice that it worked, still focusing intently.
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)
Merabelle makes a small, joyful exclamation as she takes Omori's hands out of her own, looking to the lily as the flow of power stops "Yer so good at this Omori. Look at ya, that's the makin's of a Third level spell, even if ya can only do it with my help just now."
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.)
*anyone wanna RP*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
She snaps out of her focus a bit. "Wait, did it-" She sees the lily peeking out of the snow, finding out that it, in fact, did. "...Wow. It's beautiful!"
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)
"This is incredible, I'm proud o' ya. Plant Growth is a third level spell, an' you've already made somethin' nearly the same. It's so beautifu." She smiles at them, moving the snow from around the lily.
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.)
"Third level? No wonder that kinda tired me out." She chuckles a bit. "I wasn't sure anything would happen, but... I agree, this is incredible."
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)
"Soon enough you'll be able to access your own constellations with a few days more of training and practice. For now, you should rest, you can have my bed until I get you one."
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.)
*Ah, my favorite husband. Wanna rp? I don't have much time right now, but I'll certainly continue 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.)
*howdy doo*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*ye*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*Ragnaris is Ragnerious's grandfather, other than that everything's about right. Rag is so wise, but he's so alone. Anyway, who do you want?*
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.)
*Don't remember his mom's name, but Agate does. He doesn't have a partner. Who do you want to rp with?*
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.)
Heriot is taking a dunk in some ice cold water at a nearby lake. She is quite majestic, her normally braided hair unbraided as she swims, her muscles glistening against the ice cold water. Her form is nearly perfect, swimming from end to end of the lake, diving and shooting back up.
Marie is sitting in front on the fire again, but this time she isn't drinking, simply watching the fire burn, wearing an elegant black dress that makes her curves appear more visible instead of her grave robbing attire, all of her knives and darts sitting on the table in front of her.
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.)
*uhh IDRK your guys... can you pick?*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*I'm alive.*
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