*Cut for the mother, the daughter, and the two enigmas*
"That's great. I'll keep that in mind- build up my energy for magic by casting lots of spells." Omori also starts picking up snow, not having gloves and not seeming to mind.
The desiccated sunflower thinks for a moment. "What say we look for him together? It may be quicker with two of us searching in tandem."
*I am hungry for any of them. I shall devour than allllll.*
*Very well! Let the chaos begin!*
Omori is walking through the snow around the forest's edge, simply enjoying her surroundings.
KK is on the roof of the Inn, making a rather detailed drawing of something.
Helianth is skulking around Lord's Point, looking for weakness to exploit while it absorbs sunlight.
Cathcart staggers out of the forest, brutally wounded with many visible burn marks and open wounds with thorns sticking into his flesh. He's barely able to stand.
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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)
*I am hungry for any of them. I shall devour than allllll.*
Victor is walking around, he's impaled from nearly every angle and is incredibly bored by it, he's stopped bleeding a long time ago, and now just isn't bothering taking the weapons out of himself.
Shen is training, which means he is sitting on a lake of freezing cold water, and has been for the past few minutes. He hasn't gone up for air once, but he definitely isn't dead as he mediates down there.
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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.'
"That's great. I'll keep that in mind- build up my energy for magic by casting lots of spells." Omori also starts picking up snow, not having gloves and not seeming to mind.
The desiccated sunflower thinks for a moment. "What say we look for him together? It may be quicker with two of us searching in tandem."
"It's like workin' out any muscle, ya got to break it down ta build it back up stronger than ya did befor." She takes the snow, and over turns her hand, dropping the ball of snow onto their head, laughing and smiling.
"Perhaps that may be the best choice, likely the two of us would be able to find him. What do you want to find him for?" She asks/
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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.'
"That's great. I'll keep that in mind- build up my energy for magic by casting lots of spells." Omori also starts picking up snow, not having gloves and not seeming to mind.
The desiccated sunflower thinks for a moment. "What say we look for him together? It may be quicker with two of us searching in tandem."
"It's like workin' out any muscle, ya got to break it down ta build it back up stronger than ya did befor." She takes the snow, and over turns her hand, dropping the ball of snow onto their head, laughing and smiling.
"Perhaps that may be the best choice, likely the two of us would be able to find him. What do you want to find him for?" She asks/
"Like with summoning Am-" She starts, before the snowball lands on her head. She is silent for a second, and then starts laughing as well, brushing a bit of snow out of her tendril hair.
"Let's just say I'm wanting to hear if he's made a decision." It responds, choosing not to elaborate as it begins plodding along through the snow, its many flower heads all scanning its surroundings.
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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)
"That's great. I'll keep that in mind- build up my energy for magic by casting lots of spells." Omori also starts picking up snow, not having gloves and not seeming to mind.
The desiccated sunflower thinks for a moment. "What say we look for him together? It may be quicker with two of us searching in tandem."
"It's like workin' out any muscle, ya got to break it down ta build it back up stronger than ya did befor." She takes the snow, and over turns her hand, dropping the ball of snow onto their head, laughing and smiling.
"Perhaps that may be the best choice, likely the two of us would be able to find him. What do you want to find him for?" She asks/
"Like with summoning Am-" She starts, before the snowball lands on her head. She is silent for a second, and then starts laughing as well, brushing a bit of snow out of her tendril hair.
"Let's just say I'm wanting to hear if he's made a decision." It responds, choosing not to elaborate as it begins plodding along through the snow, its many flower heads all scanning its surroundings.
She leans down to their level "Come on, get me back." She says, looking very happy to just have this moment with them.
Tiffany follows after them, the snow seeming to evaporate by simply getting close to her, her eyes dilating as she looks around for her little brother. Meanwhile Tim is trying to hide from the both of them, though he doesn't do a good enough job, terrified of both Heliath and his sister apparently.
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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.'
He sighs, nodding "Old friends, some of the best."
"Christmas?" He says it like he's confused, tilting his head.
He nods with a smile.
"You never celebrated the holidays?"
He puts his child down in his lap, having them lean against him to have both hands available, his arm made of oil growing slightly unsteady next to the fire.
"I've celebrated my birthday, I ain't ever heard o' Christmas."
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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.'
He sighs, nodding "Old friends, some of the best."
"Christmas?" He says it like he's confused, tilting his head.
He nods with a smile.
"You never celebrated the holidays?"
He puts his child down in his lap, having them lean against him to have both hands available, his arm made of oil growing slightly unsteady next to the fire.
"I've celebrated my birthday, I ain't ever heard o' Christmas."
"Careful with your arm mate."
"Oh...well its a time of giving."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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He chuckles, "Good to know... this is such a good town."
He shakes his head "Definitely not, I still get adventures, just no more stealin' water fer me."
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 type of character would you like?*
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.)
"Indeed." he says with a kind smile.
"Gotta invite me along some time."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She groans and sits up, looking miserable.
Jack sighs and stands up, rubbing his eyes.
"That is understandable." He nods.
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 am hungry for any of them. I shall devour than allllll.*
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 no. Lay back down."
Phoenix is holding a tree shaped cookie in his hand. "Try it!"
He nods, fidgeting nervously
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Cut for the mother, the daughter, and the two enigmas*
"That's great. I'll keep that in mind- build up my energy for magic by casting lots of spells." Omori also starts picking up snow, not having gloves and not seeming to mind.
The desiccated sunflower thinks for a moment. "What say we look for him together? It may be quicker with two of us searching in tandem."
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)
"Where did you learn that song? If I may ask."
He taps the counter, sighing "I'll make sure ta, what're ya makin' there?"
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'm fine. I need to throw up." She said and walks to the bathroom.
He eats it out of Phoenix's hand "Its good."
Gigli watches him and chuckles "Would you like some water?"
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
"An old old friend."
"Just some Christmas cookies."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He helps her, worried.
"Good." he says with a smile.
He nods
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Very well! Let the chaos begin!*
Omori is walking through the snow around the forest's edge, simply enjoying her surroundings.
KK is on the roof of the Inn, making a rather detailed drawing of something.
Helianth is skulking around Lord's Point, looking for weakness to exploit while it absorbs sunlight.
Cathcart staggers out of the forest, brutally wounded with many visible burn marks and open wounds with thorns sticking into his flesh. He's barely able to stand.
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)
Victor is walking around, he's impaled from nearly every angle and is incredibly bored by it, he's stopped bleeding a long time ago, and now just isn't bothering taking the weapons out of himself.
Shen is training, which means he is sitting on a lake of freezing cold water, and has been for the past few minutes. He hasn't gone up for air once, but he definitely isn't dead as he mediates down there.
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.)
"It's like workin' out any muscle, ya got to break it down ta build it back up stronger than ya did befor." She takes the snow, and over turns her hand, dropping the ball of snow onto their head, laughing and smiling.
"Perhaps that may be the best choice, likely the two of us would be able to find him. What do you want to find him for?" She asks/
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 sighs, nodding "Old friends, some of the best."
"Christmas?" He says it like he's confused, tilting his head.
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.)
"Like with summoning Am-" She starts, before the snowball lands on her head. She is silent for a second, and then starts laughing as well, brushing a bit of snow out of her tendril hair.
"Let's just say I'm wanting to hear if he's made a decision." It responds, choosing not to elaborate as it begins plodding along through the snow, its many flower heads all scanning its surroundings.
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 with a smile.
"You never celebrated the holidays?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She leans down to their level "Come on, get me back." She says, looking very happy to just have this moment with them.
Tiffany follows after them, the snow seeming to evaporate by simply getting close to her, her eyes dilating as she looks around for her little brother. Meanwhile Tim is trying to hide from the both of them, though he doesn't do a good enough job, terrified of both Heliath and his sister apparently.
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 puts his child down in his lap, having them lean against him to have both hands available, his arm made of oil growing slightly unsteady next to the fire.
"I've celebrated my birthday, I ain't ever heard o' Christmas."
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.)
"Careful with your arm mate."
"Oh...well its a time of giving."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.