"And what happened? Sorry, I know I'm asking a lot of questions."
“It’s… a bit strange… so the magicians, the Mercier twins, they were performing a final, grand t-trick at the end of the show… but the trick itself isn’t that important… one of them was in the tank, suspended above the stage, and-… they had to escape when it was sealed shut. It was filled with bubbles, so the audience couldn’t see what was happening inside, but after a bit, the other one got a volunteer from the crowd… me, to see if I could see anything up on the stage… the lights went out as I got on the stage, and suddenly… I was in the tank… they like, swapped places with me?! And then the ropes holding the tank in the air… began to come loose. A halfling, or something of the sort, sitting with the archduchess cast a spell that saved my life, but once I was safe the tank fell… it nearly crushed one of the twins themselves… but the halfling saved them too…”
As he explains, KK produces a notepad and pen from her coat pockets, and begins to write details down. "Hmmm... that's certainly strange, as you said. Could you hear applause while you were in the tank? Maybe that was part of the act, and the magicians were planning on leaving you in there..."
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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)
"And what happened? Sorry, I know I'm asking a lot of questions."
“It’s… a bit strange… so the magicians, the Mercier twins, they were performing a final, grand t-trick at the end of the show… but the trick itself isn’t that important… one of them was in the tank, suspended above the stage, and-… they had to escape when it was sealed shut. It was filled with bubbles, so the audience couldn’t see what was happening inside, but after a bit, the other one got a volunteer from the crowd… me, to see if I could see anything up on the stage… the lights went out as I got on the stage, and suddenly… I was in the tank… they like, swapped places with me?! And then the ropes holding the tank in the air… began to come loose. A halfling, or something of the sort, sitting with the archduchess cast a spell that saved my life, but once I was safe the tank fell… it nearly crushed one of the twins themselves… but the halfling saved them too…”
As he explains, KK produces a notepad and pen from her coat pockets, and begins to write details down. "Hmmm... that's certainly strange, as you said. Could you hear applause while you were in the tank? Maybe that was part of the act, and the magicians were planning on leaving you in there..."
He nods.
”y-yeah, I think I did… but I think they might have set it up because… well… I’m a reporter, and I write for a local news paper… and I’ve recently said some… rather unsavory things about their performances… and, well, about the Archduchess…”
"And what happened? Sorry, I know I'm asking a lot of questions."
“It’s… a bit strange… so the magicians, the Mercier twins, they were performing a final, grand t-trick at the end of the show… but the trick itself isn’t that important… one of them was in the tank, suspended above the stage, and-… they had to escape when it was sealed shut. It was filled with bubbles, so the audience couldn’t see what was happening inside, but after a bit, the other one got a volunteer from the crowd… me, to see if I could see anything up on the stage… the lights went out as I got on the stage, and suddenly… I was in the tank… they like, swapped places with me?! And then the ropes holding the tank in the air… began to come loose. A halfling, or something of the sort, sitting with the archduchess cast a spell that saved my life, but once I was safe the tank fell… it nearly crushed one of the twins themselves… but the halfling saved them too…”
As he explains, KK produces a notepad and pen from her coat pockets, and begins to write details down. "Hmmm... that's certainly strange, as you said. Could you hear applause while you were in the tank? Maybe that was part of the act, and the magicians were planning on leaving you in there..."
He nods.
”y-yeah, I think I did… but I think they might have set it up because… well… I’m a reporter, and I write for a local news paper… and I’ve recently said some… rather unsavory things about their performances… and, well, about the Archduchess…”
"So we have a motive for them, then. The tank falling must have been intentional, then- to make the murder seem like an accident..." She continues to make notes, beginning to question if there was any other shady goings-on that she missed in the festivities.
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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)
"And what happened? Sorry, I know I'm asking a lot of questions."
“It’s… a bit strange… so the magicians, the Mercier twins, they were performing a final, grand t-trick at the end of the show… but the trick itself isn’t that important… one of them was in the tank, suspended above the stage, and-… they had to escape when it was sealed shut. It was filled with bubbles, so the audience couldn’t see what was happening inside, but after a bit, the other one got a volunteer from the crowd… me, to see if I could see anything up on the stage… the lights went out as I got on the stage, and suddenly… I was in the tank… they like, swapped places with me?! And then the ropes holding the tank in the air… began to come loose. A halfling, or something of the sort, sitting with the archduchess cast a spell that saved my life, but once I was safe the tank fell… it nearly crushed one of the twins themselves… but the halfling saved them too…”
As he explains, KK produces a notepad and pen from her coat pockets, and begins to write details down. "Hmmm... that's certainly strange, as you said. Could you hear applause while you were in the tank? Maybe that was part of the act, and the magicians were planning on leaving you in there..."
He nods.
”y-yeah, I think I did… but I think they might have set it up because… well… I’m a reporter, and I write for a local news paper… and I’ve recently said some… rather unsavory things about their performances… and, well, about the Archduchess…”
"So we have a motive for them, then. The tank falling must have been intentional, then- to make the murder seem like an accident..." She continues to make notes, beginning to question if there was any other shady goings-on that she missed in the festivities.
He doesn’t report any other suspicious activities.
”wait-, why are you helping me? Are you part of the Fontainian guard?”
"And what happened? Sorry, I know I'm asking a lot of questions."
“It’s… a bit strange… so the magicians, the Mercier twins, they were performing a final, grand t-trick at the end of the show… but the trick itself isn’t that important… one of them was in the tank, suspended above the stage, and-… they had to escape when it was sealed shut. It was filled with bubbles, so the audience couldn’t see what was happening inside, but after a bit, the other one got a volunteer from the crowd… me, to see if I could see anything up on the stage… the lights went out as I got on the stage, and suddenly… I was in the tank… they like, swapped places with me?! And then the ropes holding the tank in the air… began to come loose. A halfling, or something of the sort, sitting with the archduchess cast a spell that saved my life, but once I was safe the tank fell… it nearly crushed one of the twins themselves… but the halfling saved them too…”
As he explains, KK produces a notepad and pen from her coat pockets, and begins to write details down. "Hmmm... that's certainly strange, as you said. Could you hear applause while you were in the tank? Maybe that was part of the act, and the magicians were planning on leaving you in there..."
He nods.
”y-yeah, I think I did… but I think they might have set it up because… well… I’m a reporter, and I write for a local news paper… and I’ve recently said some… rather unsavory things about their performances… and, well, about the Archduchess…”
"So we have a motive for them, then. The tank falling must have been intentional, then- to make the murder seem like an accident..." She continues to make notes, beginning to question if there was any other shady goings-on that she missed in the festivities.
He doesn’t report any other suspicious activities.
”wait-, why are you helping me? Are you part of the Fontainian guard?”
"No, I was invited to attend. I'm helping because it's the right thing to do- something's clearly going on here, and if there's a chance we can stop something really bad from happening, then I'm willing to take that chance."
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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)
"And what happened? Sorry, I know I'm asking a lot of questions."
“It’s… a bit strange… so the magicians, the Mercier twins, they were performing a final, grand t-trick at the end of the show… but the trick itself isn’t that important… one of them was in the tank, suspended above the stage, and-… they had to escape when it was sealed shut. It was filled with bubbles, so the audience couldn’t see what was happening inside, but after a bit, the other one got a volunteer from the crowd… me, to see if I could see anything up on the stage… the lights went out as I got on the stage, and suddenly… I was in the tank… they like, swapped places with me?! And then the ropes holding the tank in the air… began to come loose. A halfling, or something of the sort, sitting with the archduchess cast a spell that saved my life, but once I was safe the tank fell… it nearly crushed one of the twins themselves… but the halfling saved them too…”
As he explains, KK produces a notepad and pen from her coat pockets, and begins to write details down. "Hmmm... that's certainly strange, as you said. Could you hear applause while you were in the tank? Maybe that was part of the act, and the magicians were planning on leaving you in there..."
He nods.
”y-yeah, I think I did… but I think they might have set it up because… well… I’m a reporter, and I write for a local news paper… and I’ve recently said some… rather unsavory things about their performances… and, well, about the Archduchess…”
"So we have a motive for them, then. The tank falling must have been intentional, then- to make the murder seem like an accident..." She continues to make notes, beginning to question if there was any other shady goings-on that she missed in the festivities.
He doesn’t report any other suspicious activities.
”wait-, why are you helping me? Are you part of the Fontainian guard?”
"No, I was invited to attend. I'm helping because it's the right thing to do- something's clearly going on here, and if there's a chance we can stop something really bad from happening, then I'm willing to take that chance."
“Oh… well-… uh, thank you. I-I thought you were a professional, askin’ all of those questions about the crime scene… usually I’m the one doin’ that! Not about crime though.” He looks around, taking a deep breath. “I really think the Mercier twins did it.”
"Agreed. With what you said, they seem like prime suspects. Jury's still out on whether or not they're in cahoots with the Archduchess- the absence of guards up till now is certainly suspicious..." She continues to take notes.
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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 shall give you snickerdoodles*
As he explains, KK produces a notepad and pen from her coat pockets, and begins to write details down. "Hmmm... that's certainly strange, as you said. Could you hear applause while you were in the tank? Maybe that was part of the act, and the magicians were planning on leaving you in there..."
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 HAVE BEEN BLESSED.*
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
(engineering)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
He nods.
”y-yeah, I think I did… but I think they might have set it up because… well… I’m a reporter, and I write for a local news paper… and I’ve recently said some… rather unsavory things about their performances… and, well, about the Archduchess…”
"So we have a motive for them, then. The tank falling must have been intentional, then- to make the murder seem like an accident..." She continues to make notes, beginning to question if there was any other shady goings-on that she missed in the festivities.
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
He doesn’t report any other suspicious activities.
”wait-, why are you helping me? Are you part of the Fontainian guard?”
"No, I was invited to attend. I'm helping because it's the right thing to do- something's clearly going on here, and if there's a chance we can stop something really bad from happening, then I'm willing to take that chance."
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)
“Oh… well-… uh, thank you. I-I thought you were a professional, askin’ all of those questions about the crime scene… usually I’m the one doin’ that! Not about crime though.” He looks around, taking a deep breath. “I really think the Mercier twins did it.”
*Cut*
"Agreed. With what you said, they seem like prime suspects. Jury's still out on whether or not they're in cahoots with the Archduchess- the absence of guards up till now is certainly suspicious..." She continues to take notes.
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)
*good evening critters*
*Good evening, hunter. How art thou?*
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)
*better than yesterday, so I guess that's good*
*The computer is finally free, so I can talk now.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I got my pizza, I got my sprite, I love food.*
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
*Welcome back, friend! Would you like to continue where we left off?*
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)
*Food is power*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I would love that, friend!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(I got tuna :> )
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin