Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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*HOW DID I KNOW IT WAS GOING TO BE A NAT1?!?!?!*
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 nods, and heads towards the Lord's Rest Inn, expecting them to follow.
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 walks beside them, coughing into his arm occasionally.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Salem would like me to inform you that he will not be on DDB for a while.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He leads them inside and towards the fire, sitting on the ground in front "Here."
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.)
*oh dear*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I made a villain with Viper. He's just... awful. Like, he's basically the Devil. His friend died, so he arranged the death of one of the friend's friends and used that person's remains to save the first friend, making a cheery frankenstien-esque monstrosity before presenting it at the friend's funeral to the horror of their friends and family.*
*He's also a gambler filled with cursed insects that he uses to spread malediction throughout the island. Oh, did I mention this is for Animal Crossing?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Well that sucks to hear. Very unfortunate indeed. Hey Jobah, if you can tell Salem I say hi, please do.*
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 sits down, taking off his beanie to show his elven ears.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He smiles at the ears, before turning back to the fire. The wood floor around him seems to spread that same energy on him.
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 tucks his beanie and scarf in to his bag, coughing into his arm again
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hello everyone. I am back sorta. I am tired and my neck hurts.*
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
*hey buddy. I have some characters if you wanna rp*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hey Wendi, I have some solutions for neck pain, but I'm pretty sure you're working right? Maybe get your mind off the pain somehow.*
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 a bit hard to give the crooked flower a hug, what with its thorns and definitely non-humanoid anatomy. Helianth is more than a bit surprised. "Of- of course. There's also the chance that we won't need to take many at all, if that helps." It responds, slightly trying to wriggle free of the embrace.
KK hears an especially rusted section of the roof pop out of its place when he steps on it, falling to the floor with a loud clattering sound. She looks up at the new hole in her roof, being able to see him a bit, before continuing to flee towards her entourage of mannequins.
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 place to end it?*
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.)
*sure, unless you wanna try to develop their friendship some more?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Oh, dang. Did something happen? I understand if it's just personal stuff.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*if anyone wants to rp, here's who I have*
Theren is sitting inside by the fire. he is bundled in a blanket, grumbling about the snow.
Phoenix is inside making a soup.
-and a new character I guess-
A young man, about 13 years old is walking through the snowy trees. He is bundled in winter gear and carries a staff and a huge backpack. His pale white skin almost blends in with the snow, his bright green eyes looking around. A small amount of his black hair sticks out from under a beanie. He is about 5'3" and is brushing some snow off of his shoulders as he walks. A green scarf is wrapped around his mouth.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She doesn't mind the thorns all that much, "Ya know, yer a real wonder o' nature aren't ya?" She lets them go, picking some of the thorns out of her skin and putting them on her belt pouch for research later "An' that does help, helps a lot more than ya would expect."
He sighs at his own failure but continues to follow when he gets back up. He points to them, and they can feel as if they are suddenly weighed down by some sort of magical effect of some kind. He continues to chase.
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.)