"It kinda was, yeah." She looks back up at her, beaming as she follows. "I... hmm... I think I'd like to practice the magic more."
"Now, I'd like to hear if you've made up your mind on our little deal. You do want to know what you are, yes?" It leans in a bit towards Tim, all of its flower heads focusing on the frightened boy as the miniature star in its stem gleams with a fiery light.
She leads them to the cave, seemingly beginning to gather things like the star map and such "Then we'll practice some magic. Here." She gives her the star map.
Tim ponders it for a moment, visibly shaking slightly before saying "Y-yes, I would like to know what I am exactly..." Tiffany simply shakes her head, disappointed by the method of convincing him, though interesting in the small star.
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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 tosses him the gold. "Alright, what's your name?"
"I'm taika, taika mathide." the tiger introduces himself again
"Thorfinn. And the golems name is?"
"oh. They're bug. I name em all alphabitically"
"So this is your second creation?"
"Quite the contrary. They're my twenty-seventh"
"Ah. I see." he says. "Well Bug, lets see if I cant toughen up your clay a bit."
they cock their head and a hollow voice rattles out of their throat "Huh?"
"Your skin is soft like modeling clay. We want it strong, like pots." he says, gently placing a hand on its shoulder.
"No, it's baked and brittle" *that's what's different about taika's golems*
"Still, you need to be careful when doing things.."
"I don't do much" they wince
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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)
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)
"It kinda was, yeah." She looks back up at her, beaming as she follows. "I... hmm... I think I'd like to practice the magic more."
"Now, I'd like to hear if you've made up your mind on our little deal. You do want to know what you are, yes?" It leans in a bit towards Tim, all of its flower heads focusing on the frightened boy as the miniature star in its stem gleams with a fiery light.
She leads them to the cave, seemingly beginning to gather things like the star map and such "Then we'll practice some magic. Here." She gives her the star map.
Tim ponders it for a moment, visibly shaking slightly before saying "Y-yes, I would like to know what I am exactly..." Tiffany simply shakes her head, disappointed by the method of convincing him, though interesting in the small star.
She looks at the star map, her eyes following the lines drawn between constellations as she make mental note of which stars are which.
The sunflower takes a step back. "Good. When you are ready, go to the plain outside Lord's Point- my Spelljammer is there, and there we can get to work." It looks back at Tiffany, seeming almost offended, though Tiffany can likely see it's being exaggerated. "What? Did you think I would hurt him? I may be a lunatic, but I'm not a monster."
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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 at the star map, her eyes following the lines drawn between constellations as she make mental note of which stars are which.
The sunflower takes a step back. "Good. When you are ready, go to the plain outside Lord's Point- my Spelljammer is there, and there we can get to work." It looks back at Tiffany, seeming almost offended, though Tiffany can likely see it's being exaggerated. "What? Did you think I would hurt him? I may be a lunatic, but I'm not a monster."
They take them out into the forest again "You are gonna use that star map ta harness yer power fer now, it's got my power in it, all ya got ta do is try an' use it."
Tim nods, walking away to go think about this all and look around the town just to find the plain. Tiffany shakes her head again "You immediately insinuated a threat to a child who could likely annihilate this entire town in an instant if he understood himself. You are something, you simply knew not to hurt her because it would be a mistake."
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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.'
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)
A small wagon rides into town, it doesn't appear to be anything special, though the windows are tinted to hide whatever or whoever may be inside. It stops just outside of the Lord's Rest Inn, the door opening as someone walks out. They appear to be some kind of goat person, fur and all, but not in the way a Saytr is a goat person, they have the full goat head and horns. They have slightly tinted red skin underneath the fur, and hold a wooden staff with a burning blood red crystal at the center. They seem meek, lacking much muscle mass, wearing robes that could be 'mistaken' for a dress and no shoes. Their full pupiled eyes burn with the same heat within the crystal, and are followed by a small burning spirit which seems to be their companion, looking quite adorable the both of them.
He nods. "So, how do you like takin care of em?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She leads them to the cave, seemingly beginning to gather things like the star map and such "Then we'll practice some magic. Here." She gives her the star map.
Tim ponders it for a moment, visibly shaking slightly before saying "Y-yes, I would like to know what I am exactly..." Tiffany simply shakes her head, disappointed by the method of convincing him, though interesting in the small star.
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.)
"Still, you need to be careful when doing things.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"It's been tiring, but I love them more than anythin'. If only their parents could see their beautiful child."
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 don't do much" they wince
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)
*Annnd, I'm feeling eepy. Imma take a nap*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*ok*
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)
*Hope the nap's a good one, see ya 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.)
DOES ANYONE CARE ABOUT BOOKWYRM ANYMORE????????!!!!!!!!!!!
Dragons, kobolds, and draconic things everywhere!
She looks at the star map, her eyes following the lines drawn between constellations as she make mental note of which stars are which.
The sunflower takes a step back. "Good. When you are ready, go to the plain outside Lord's Point- my Spelljammer is there, and there we can get to work." It looks back at Tiffany, seeming almost offended, though Tiffany can likely see it's being exaggerated. "What? Did you think I would hurt him? I may be a lunatic, but I'm not a monster."
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)
They take them out into the forest again "You are gonna use that star map ta harness yer power fer now, it's got my power in it, all ya got ta do is try an' use it."
Tim nods, walking away to go think about this all and look around the town just to find the plain. Tiffany shakes her head again "You immediately insinuated a threat to a child who could likely annihilate this entire town in an instant if he understood himself. You are something, you simply knew not to hurt her because it would be a mistake."
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.)
*heloo*
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)
*I mean, never interacted with them, or at least I don't remember, so yes?*
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.)
*New character.*
A small wagon rides into town, it doesn't appear to be anything special, though the windows are tinted to hide whatever or whoever may be inside. It stops just outside of the Lord's Rest Inn, the door opening as someone walks out. They appear to be some kind of goat person, fur and all, but not in the way a Saytr is a goat person, they have the full goat head and horns. They have slightly tinted red skin underneath the fur, and hold a wooden staff with a burning blood red crystal at the center. They seem meek, lacking much muscle mass, wearing robes that could be 'mistaken' for a dress and no shoes. Their full pupiled eyes burn with the same heat within the crystal, and are followed by a small burning spirit which seems to be their companion, looking quite adorable the both of 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.)
*Ugh, its cold and rainy and a perfect time to sleep but I have to work for another hour and a half.*
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
*That sucks, if only jobs were optional. Welcome back btw, sorry you got to deal with all that.*
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 feel the same way)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Unfortunately, if i want to buy things, I need to do it.*
*i wanna eeeeeeep.*
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
*Good morning you lovely goobers*
(you want to rp instead?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin