She chuckles “Makin’ steps faster than anybody else, I’m proud.” She breaths in the cold air of the winter, closing her eyes, her chest expanding before she breaths out “Took me a real long time ta figure out anythin’ ‘bout my star map.”
*Hey, Yvonne! I'm about to bring in a new/old character that I think might interest you! And everyone else, of course.*
*That sounds wonderful! I'd love to interact with this character! Are there any of my collection that you'd like?*
*Hmmm... all of them.*
*Marvelous! Here they are!*
Omori is walking around the woods, just enjoying nature.
KK is back from the Yuletide Ball, though judging by her putting different outfits into bags and cases alongside a few of her mannequins, it looks like she's planning on returning.
Cathcart is walking through Lord's Point, now doing far better than he was after Helianth attacked and left him within an inch of his life.
Helianth is continuing its work on the monstrous machine, faintly humming an old tune to itself.
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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)
Something dreadful has come to town, heralded by flyers claiming it to be our enemy. The illustrations depict a shadowy, antlered demon with golden eyes and a massive hook for a weapon. People have already begun to see it in person, lurking, stalking, never in full light. They say it smells of such sinful deliciousness, decadent butter and cream and meat, as if it had a banquet within its lanky form. It croons in a deep, sonorous tone, but only speaks in copied voices, stolen phrases from women and children that, according to the flyers, it has previously eaten.
After goats began to disappear and children began to sing the monster's songs on the playground as if they knew them intuitively, people turned to the religious organization that sent out the flyers in the first place, begging for protection.
A neighborhood watch has been set up, and the New Church of the Light has been hunting the sneaky, slippery being, insisting that it is a massive threat that only they can deal with, but also a degenerate, pathetic being that has grown weak from its own moral failings.
She chuckles “Makin’ steps faster than anybody else, I’m proud.” She breaths in the cold air of the winter, closing her eyes, her chest expanding before she breaths out “Took me a real long time ta figure out anythin’ ‘bout my star map.”
"There's a lot of information in it, so it'll probably take me a long while too." There is a pause, Omori thinking of something. "I'm curious- what inspired you to be a druid?"
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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 chuckles “Makin’ steps faster than anybody else, I’m proud.” She breaths in the cold air of the winter, closing her eyes, her chest expanding before she breaths out “Took me a real long time ta figure out anythin’ ‘bout my star map.”
"There's a lot of information in it, so it'll probably take me a long while too." There is a pause, Omori thinking of something. "I'm curious- what inspired you to be a druid?"
She sighs, taking another deep breath before looking up “I, along with the rest o’ the gang, grew up inside o’ a giant lizard that protected us from the storms and heat o’ the Gnarly desert. It made me… deeply interested in the nature o’ the rest o’ the world, the nights I spent starin’ up at the stars.”
Omori is walking around the woods, just enjoying nature.
KK is back from the Yuletide Ball, though judging by her putting different outfits into bags and cases alongside a few of her mannequins, it looks like she's planning on returning.
Cathcart is walking through Lord's Point, now doing far better than he was after Helianth attacked and left him within an inch of his life.
Helianth is continuing its work on the monstrous machine, faintly humming an old tune to itself.
*I only have one Felix, but he is needed in two places. I'll do them one after the other.*
Something slinks through the shadows around her, singing in a deep, handsome voice as sweet, mouthwatering smells fill the air. "Come, wayward souls, And wander through the darkness..."
A large beast with blue fur and ram's horns pads over to her, regardless of where she is. It chuckles and lays down next to her. "Do you know who tried to commit murder back at the court, friend?"
Felix walks toward it, looking nervous. "Helianth? What if we... went for a different star?"
She chuckles “Makin’ steps faster than anybody else, I’m proud.” She breaths in the cold air of the winter, closing her eyes, her chest expanding before she breaths out “Took me a real long time ta figure out anythin’ ‘bout my star map.”
"There's a lot of information in it, so it'll probably take me a long while too." There is a pause, Omori thinking of something. "I'm curious- what inspired you to be a druid?"
She sighs, taking another deep breath before looking up “I, along with the rest o’ the gang, grew up inside o’ a giant lizard that protected us from the storms and heat o’ the Gnarly desert. It made me… deeply interested in the nature o’ the rest o’ the world, the nights I spent starin’ up at the stars.”
"That makes some sense. Who was the 'rest of the gang', if I may ask?"
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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 chuckles “Makin’ steps faster than anybody else, I’m proud.” She breaths in the cold air of the winter, closing her eyes, her chest expanding before she breaths out “Took me a real long time ta figure out anythin’ ‘bout my star map.”
"There's a lot of information in it, so it'll probably take me a long while too." There is a pause, Omori thinking of something. "I'm curious- what inspired you to be a druid?"
She sighs, taking another deep breath before looking up “I, along with the rest o’ the gang, grew up inside o’ a giant lizard that protected us from the storms and heat o’ the Gnarly desert. It made me… deeply interested in the nature o’ the rest o’ the world, the nights I spent starin’ up at the stars.”
"That makes some sense. Who was the 'rest of the gang', if I may ask?"
“Ya would have seen some o’ ‘em around town. Stroth got married ta one o’ ‘em. Sparrow, Thane, Arthur, an’ Grimes are the ones here, others… I don’t know where they are.”
Omori is walking around the woods, just enjoying nature.
KK is back from the Yuletide Ball, though judging by her putting different outfits into bags and cases alongside a few of her mannequins, it looks like she's planning on returning.
Helianth is continuing its work on the monstrous machine, faintly humming an old tune to itself.
*I only have one Felix, but he is needed in two places. I'll do them one after the other.*
Something slinks through the shadows around her, singing in a deep, handsome voice as sweet, mouthwatering smells fill the air. "Come, wayward souls, And wander through the darkness..."
A large beast with blue fur and ram's horns pads over to her, regardless of where she is. It chuckles and lays down next to her. "Do you know who tried to commit murder back at the court, friend?"
Felix walks toward it, looking nervous. "Helianth? What if we... went for a different star?"
The little shadow creature immediately stops, seemingly reminded of someone for a second, before nervously looking around for the source of the sounds and smells.
She thinks for a moment. "No, not really. That's partly why I'm going back- to piece the story together."
The crooked flower is silent for a few seconds, deep in thought. "...We could do that... it'd be a longer trip, but certainly not impossible. Why?"
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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 pats their head with her clean hand “Wouldn’t make ya have ta do that. An’ that’s a cute shade o’ red ya got on ya.” She chuckles.
He looks down to the man, sighing softly “Do you mind telling me why I would have to do that, I certainly don’t want to intrude, simply the instinct of an adventurer.”
At this, the faceless merchant can’t help but laugh “Guardian angel?! I don’t deserve to be guarded, but I won’t stop you.” He suddenly stops laughing.
She pats their head with her clean hand “Wouldn’t make ya have ta do that. An’ that’s a cute shade o’ red ya got on ya.” She chuckles.
He looks down to the man, sighing softly “Do you mind telling me why I would have to do that, I certainly don’t want to intrude, simply the instinct of an adventurer.”
At this, the faceless merchant can’t help but laugh “Guardian angel?! I don’t deserve to be guarded, but I won’t stop you.” He suddenly stops laughing.
He turns more red and waves his hand "You're the one causing it! I am not used to being complimented.."
".. you just need to leave, please." He said, trying to usher him out.
"Oh you certainly don't deserve to be." The voice said, laughing a bit.
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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
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*Cut for Yvonne.*
She chuckles “Makin’ steps faster than anybody else, I’m proud.” She breaths in the cold air of the winter, closing her eyes, her chest expanding before she breaths out “Took me a real long time ta figure out anythin’ ‘bout my star map.”
*Marvelous! Here they are!*
Omori is walking around the woods, just enjoying nature.
KK is back from the Yuletide Ball, though judging by her putting different outfits into bags and cases alongside a few of her mannequins, it looks like she's planning on returning.
Cathcart is walking through Lord's Point, now doing far better than he was after Helianth attacked and left him within an inch of his life.
Helianth is continuing its work on the monstrous machine, faintly humming an old tune to itself.
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)
Something dreadful has come to town, heralded by flyers claiming it to be our enemy. The illustrations depict a shadowy, antlered demon with golden eyes and a massive hook for a weapon. People have already begun to see it in person, lurking, stalking, never in full light. They say it smells of such sinful deliciousness, decadent butter and cream and meat, as if it had a banquet within its lanky form. It croons in a deep, sonorous tone, but only speaks in copied voices, stolen phrases from women and children that, according to the flyers, it has previously eaten.
After goats began to disappear and children began to sing the monster's songs on the playground as if they knew them intuitively, people turned to the religious organization that sent out the flyers in the first place, begging for protection.
A neighborhood watch has been set up, and the New Church of the Light has been hunting the sneaky, slippery being, insisting that it is a massive threat that only they can deal with, but also a degenerate, pathetic being that has grown weak from its own moral failings.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"There's a lot of information in it, so it'll probably take me a long while too." There is a pause, Omori thinking of something. "I'm curious- what inspired you to be a druid?"
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 sighs, taking another deep breath before looking up “I, along with the rest o’ the gang, grew up inside o’ a giant lizard that protected us from the storms and heat o’ the Gnarly desert. It made me… deeply interested in the nature o’ the rest o’ the world, the nights I spent starin’ up at the stars.”
*I only have one Felix, but he is needed in two places. I'll do them one after the other.*
Something slinks through the shadows around her, singing in a deep, handsome voice as sweet, mouthwatering smells fill the air. "Come, wayward souls, And wander through the darkness..."
A large beast with blue fur and ram's horns pads over to her, regardless of where she is. It chuckles and lays down next to her. "Do you know who tried to commit murder back at the court, friend?"
Felix walks toward it, looking nervous. "Helianth? What if we... went for a different star?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Don't you love it when you are feeling great and suddenly depression slaps you in the face *
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 makes some sense. Who was the 'rest of the gang', if I may ask?"
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)
*No.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I'm getting slapped multiple times.*
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, and I actually find it quite depressing. (distant booing) Anyway, want to continue? Or can I help in another way?*
“Ya would have seen some o’ ‘em around town. Stroth got married ta one o’ ‘em. Sparrow, Thane, Arthur, an’ Grimes are the ones here, others… I don’t know where they are.”
*I do indeed.*
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
*You people with non-genetic depression that have actual valid reasons to be unwell make me laugh.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The little shadow creature immediately stops, seemingly reminded of someone for a second, before nervously looking around for the source of the sounds and smells.
She thinks for a moment. "No, not really. That's partly why I'm going back- to piece the story together."
The crooked flower is silent for a few seconds, deep in thought. "...We could do that... it'd be a longer trip, but certainly not impossible. Why?"
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)
*.. my family has a history of depression.*
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
*Ill go get it for you.*
*Thanks you honey :)*
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
He turns more red and waves his hand "You're the one causing it! I am not used to being complimented.."
".. you just need to leave, please." He said, trying to usher him out.
"Oh you certainly don't deserve to be." The voice said, laughing a bit.
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