Felix nods. "I'm sorry for leaving so suddenly. I didn't feel comfortable, and I needed some space."
“It’s for the best. I want you to have what you need, and if that’s what you needed that, I can’t help but forgive you.”
"I'm glad you're so understanding. I'm not like that. I couldn't understand Cyvus, and I'm not sure he understood me. I hope he didn't understand me. He said some nasty things."
“I understand because you’re my friend, emotions can be fragile things, easily broken and hard to repair. It took a long time to learn that, and a lot of mistakes, now that I’ve learned it, I’ve got to understand.”
"Well, I was beginning to think you had conned me" She says, chuckling. "Astonishing..."
"Yes, it truly is! I used a topaz heartstone for this little fellow"
"I don't know what that means... Is it important I know the difference between... heartstones?..."
"No, only that precious gems make better golems, and I used the best topaz I could buy!"
"Well, I appreciate the thought and quality." She smiles. "Now, I paid upfront... Does he come with a manual, or?..."
"No, he simply follows orders and deactivates on command. Easy enough for a child to operate!"
She cant help but feel a bit offended, but she shrugs it off. "Well, thank you, ever so kindly. Do I have to name him, or does he have one?"
"It's all up to you!"
"Well, then. Rhubarb, thank the nice man for making you."
He pipes in a pleasant voice "Thank you for making me, sir!"
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
“Do you remember what we did before? All I remember is that I might be a lesbian.” She says, looking to the sky.
She chuckles, taking the padded bra for herself, making it disappear “You would actually look fabulous with painted claws, but only if you paint my nails too.” She says, leaning against him, her head on his shoulder.
He gently drags his finger along a thorn that is only a couple inches from his big eyes. "You've got an amazing heart, Helianth. Metaphorically speaking, of course. I want to help you apply it more. I want people to love you like I do. You deserve to be loved without fear long after I'm gone."
The warm glow of the captive light in Helianth's stem gives the embrace a soft warmth. "After you're gone? Felix, once our planning and effort bears its fruit, we'll be gods. No- we'll be more than gods. We won't have to worry about things like death. We can be together... forever."
He looks up at Helianth's main head. "I understand. But either way, you... I hate this word, but you deserve more love than I can provide. You have a social drive, and being limited to just me stifles you. I love you and I want to be your friend forever, but I want you to have more friends. I can't be everywhere at once, and want to make sure you are never lonely again."
It thinks for a moment. "I want that too, and I want that for you as well- I don't want to stifle you either. Maybe once we achieve that perfection, we can brings some friends of ours to the summit with us. That way, we'll never be alone- either of us- for all of time."
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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)
*Idk, does anyone want to rp? You don't have to if you don't want but I just wanted to ask I guess.*
*Of course I would want to, do you want anyone or do you want me to pick.*
*Can you pick please, i dont have the energy to pick.*
*Here comes Sparrow.*
Sparrow is at his camp, leaning against a tree, his eyes closed and his eyes covered by his hat. His hands behind his head as he snores softly, just taking a nap after a workout, still shirtless.
*Idk, does anyone want to rp? You don't have to if you don't want but I just wanted to ask I guess.*
*Felix is back. Would you like to play with my soft boi?*
*Sure but I don't know what character would work with him.*
*How about Stroth or Herald? Or a comfort character of yours?*
Felix is serving food at the tavern. He's not telling anyone what this protein is.
*Hm.. I haven't used him in ages so why the heck not I guess*
A tabby cat wanders into the tavern, a pair of hawk-like wings protruding from its back. It jumps up on the stool to the bar, looking around. A blue ribbon collar is around its neck, stitched with the name 'High Cherub Tidus Aferis Renfield'.
*Idk, does anyone want to rp? You don't have to if you don't want but I just wanted to ask I guess.*
*Of course I would want to, do you want anyone or do you want me to pick.*
*Can you pick please, i dont have the energy to pick.*
*Here comes Sparrow.*
Sparrow is at his camp, leaning against a tree, his eyes closed and his eyes covered by his hat. His hands behind his head as he snores softly, just taking a nap after a workout, still shirtless.
"I'm glad you're so understanding. I'm not like that. I couldn't understand Cyvus, and I'm not sure he understood me. I hope he didn't understand me. He said some nasty things."
“I understand because you’re my friend, emotions can be fragile things, easily broken and hard to repair. It took a long time to learn that, and a lot of mistakes, now that I’ve learned it, I’ve got to understand.”
"I'm... glad we're still friends. I've lost a lot of friends..." He sighs.
"Well, I was beginning to think you had conned me" She says, chuckling. "Astonishing..."
"Yes, it truly is! I used a topaz heartstone for this little fellow"
"I don't know what that means... Is it important I know the difference between... heartstones?..."
"No, only that precious gems make better golems, and I used the best topaz I could buy!"
"Well, I appreciate the thought and quality." She smiles. "Now, I paid upfront... Does he come with a manual, or?..."
"No, he simply follows orders and deactivates on command. Easy enough for a child to operate!"
She cant help but feel a bit offended, but she shrugs it off. "Well, thank you, ever so kindly. Do I have to name him, or does he have one?"
"It's all up to you!"
"Well, then. Rhubarb, thank the nice man for making you."
He pipes in a pleasant voice "Thank you for making me, sir!"
"Now, I've got a golem to train, thank you very much for your services." She says softly, taking Rhubarb's paw and walking to the kitchen with them.
they trot happily after, waving bye to taika *can I see the canva again?*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He looks up at Helianth's main head. "I understand. But either way, you... I hate this word, but you deserve more love than I can provide. You have a social drive, and being limited to just me stifles you. I love you and I want to be your friend forever, but I want you to have more friends. I can't be everywhere at once, and want to make sure you are never lonely again."
It thinks for a moment. "I want that too, and I want that for you as well- I don't want to stifle you either. Maybe once we achieve that perfection, we can brings some friends of ours to the summit with us. That way, we'll never be alone- either of us- for all of time."
He nods. "Can I tell you something? I don't actually... want to be a god. We all know that line about power and responsibility, and I can barely handle being an adult sometimes, let alone a multiversal power."
“Do you remember what we did before? All I remember is that I might be a lesbian.” She says, looking to the sky.
She chuckles, taking the padded bra for herself, making it disappear “You would actually look fabulous with painted claws, but only if you paint my nails too.” She says, leaning against him, her head on his shoulder.
"Remember..." She thinks, flushing deeply after a moment of realization. "Oh, r-right... I remember, yeah... I'm a lesbian, too" She says, beaming.
"Should I match the hair, or... complimentary color?"
She smiles “I wonder if your mouth tastes the same as it did before. I want to check.” She begins rolling over to her, still quite tired from the swimming.
“Complimentary color, make your hair pop. It’s already beautiful, but even more so.”
"I'm glad you're so understanding. I'm not like that. I couldn't understand Cyvus, and I'm not sure he understood me. I hope he didn't understand me. He said some nasty things."
“I understand because you’re my friend, emotions can be fragile things, easily broken and hard to repair. It took a long time to learn that, and a lot of mistakes, now that I’ve learned it, I’ve got to understand.”
"I'm... glad we're still friends. I've lost a lot of friends..." He sighs.
“I’ll always be your friend, in life, in death. It doesn’t matter. You deserve at least one that will stay by your side.”
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*Can you pick please, i dont have the energy to pick.*
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
“I understand because you’re my friend, emotions can be fragile things, easily broken and hard to repair. It took a long time to learn that, and a lot of mistakes, now that I’ve learned it, I’ve got to understand.”
He pipes in a pleasant voice "Thank you for making me, sir!"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
(sure)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*How about Stroth or Herald? Or a comfort character of yours?*
Felix is serving food at the tavern. He's not telling anyone what this protein is.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cut for Salem.*
“Do you remember what we did before? All I remember is that I might be a lesbian.” She says, looking to the sky.
She chuckles, taking the padded bra for herself, making it disappear “You would actually look fabulous with painted claws, but only if you paint my nails too.” She says, leaning against him, her head on his shoulder.
It thinks for a moment. "I want that too, and I want that for you as well- I don't want to stifle you either. Maybe once we achieve that perfection, we can brings some friends of ours to the summit with us. That way, we'll never be alone- either of us- for all of time."
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)
*Here comes Sparrow.*
Sparrow is at his camp, leaning against a tree, his eyes closed and his eyes covered by his hat. His hands behind his head as he snores softly, just taking a nap after a workout, still shirtless.
*Hm.. I haven't used him in ages so why the heck not I guess*
A tabby cat wanders into the tavern, a pair of hawk-like wings protruding from its back. It jumps up on the stool to the bar, looking around. A blue ribbon collar is around its neck, stitched with the name 'High Cherub Tidus Aferis Renfield'.
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
Stroth sneaks up to him and lays down beside him.
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
"I'm... glad we're still friends. I've lost a lot of friends..." He sighs.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
they trot happily after, waving bye to taika
*can I see the canva again?*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He nods. "Can I tell you something? I don't actually... want to be a god. We all know that line about power and responsibility, and I can barely handle being an adult sometimes, let alone a multiversal power."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She smiles “I wonder if your mouth tastes the same as it did before. I want to check.” She begins rolling over to her, still quite tired from the swimming.
“Complimentary color, make your hair pop. It’s already beautiful, but even more so.”
Thirteen is reading One Piece at the bar.
Mauric is making deviled eggs.
Loriche is bringing a ton of books from the library to the Guilt House.
Riotan is finishing his hezrou.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“I’ll always be your friend, in life, in death. It doesn’t matter. You deserve at least one that will stay by your side.”