She thinks for a second, before gently resting a hand on his shoulder and looking back at him. "I think I would, thank you." She then leans in a bit and kisses him back for a second.
"I'm certain you will." It responds, rooting itself into the earth next to him. "You know, I'm something of a spellcaster myself. If you have any questions about how things work, I can try to answer them."
He happily kissing them back, closing his eyes for a moment, smiling softly before pulling back. His eyes hold an immense joy within them as he goes back to working "I'm quite happy you do."
He turns to them, and the questions he didn't ask Omori he begin to fire off, many of them, using the book to reference parts beyond him or parts he simply doesn't yet understand.
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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 want to make a silly lil halfling barmaid who ats like a mom to everyone.*
(seems like a fun character)
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
She thinks for a second, before gently resting a hand on his shoulder and looking back at him. "I think I would, thank you." She then leans in a bit and kisses him back for a second.
"I'm certain you will." It responds, rooting itself into the earth next to him. "You know, I'm something of a spellcaster myself. If you have any questions about how things work, I can try to answer them."
He happily kissing them back, closing his eyes for a moment, smiling softly before pulling back. His eyes hold an immense joy within them as he goes back to working "I'm quite happy you do."
He turns to them, and the questions he didn't ask Omori he begin to fire off, many of them, using the book to reference parts beyond him or parts he simply doesn't yet understand.
"I'm quite happy as well." She responds, beginning to put some of the dismantled parts into a large trash bag she brought with her. "Mostly because you're here." She adds, looking back at him and smiling warmly.
It's much slower in its explanations than Omori was, tending to amble around the point for a little while, but provides more detail in its answers- from the exact configurations of summoning circles, to how the accessibility of wizard cantrips affects local economies- trying to answer all of his questions to the best of its ability with its ages of acquired arcane wisdom.
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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)
"If you've got a few thousand gold, sure. Other than that, might have to raid a dungeon to sell some stuff for coin."
He nods, fidgeting with his wooden staff.
“I do not, lamentably. Most of my assets are material and only useful for sale to other mages. But I would be willing to make any necessary sacrifices to aid you.”
”Good. The cold is a deceptive thing.”
"Well, do you mind accompanying me on a dungeon crawl?"
He nods again. "Thas what the cloaks for."
“Not at all. Haven’t done so in far too long.”
Eito nods. They then simply stand there, sessile yet begetting the impression of incomprehensible thoughts running constantly within their mind.
"Cheers. Probably gonna leave for it tomorrow."
Oliver stands, clutching a staff and something under his cloak
*Bump for ya Jobah*
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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.
*Yeah, good for horror elements at times too! Oliver is my newest character. He's a spellcaster, but a very unique one*
"Why don't ya come with?" he asks, confused. "Need my guardian angel still ya know." he says, nudging them
Oliver nods. "I was...before the fires..."
*Ooo, what's his twist?*
"It's against the Rules." They explain with a sigh. "Anything small enough for Lore to be fine with, is probably too small for me to do meaningfully anything about." Raphael states, leaning back into the arm chair.
"Lazarus." The vampire states, extending a hand.
*He can do basic magic, like Level 1 spells and cantrips in a calm state. But when he gets angry or panicked he can cast max level spells, like power word kill*
"Rules?" he asks, confused.
He hesitantly shakes their hand
*Cool. An intriguing idea*
They nod. "It translates differently in Celestia, but the idea is the same. Such an intervention would be... unproductive in the grand scheme of themes."
It's cold and dead, as a vampire hand should be. "Who are you, Oliver?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"It is a lot. I can make it all go away if ya want." She says, rubbing their back soothingly.
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. "Yes please..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He happily kissing them back, closing his eyes for a moment, smiling softly before pulling back. His eyes hold an immense joy within them as he goes back to working "I'm quite happy you do."
He turns to them, and the questions he didn't ask Omori he begin to fire off, many of them, using the book to reference parts beyond him or parts he simply doesn't yet understand.
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.)
And just like that, the illusion disappears "Is this better?"
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, taking a few steadying breaths.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Maybe another time, deep breaths lil Oliver."
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 want to make a silly lil halfling barmaid who ats like a mom to everyone.*
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 nods, backing out of the hug.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Ooooo! That sounds like fun.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(seems like a fun character)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Ah, a short mom to counteract Merabelle's tall mom aesthetic. Are you still busy?*
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.)
She puts her hands on their shoulders "Are ya okay now?"
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.)
*back*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I'm quite happy as well." She responds, beginning to put some of the dismantled parts into a large trash bag she brought with her. "Mostly because you're here." She adds, looking back at him and smiling warmly.
It's much slower in its explanations than Omori was, tending to amble around the point for a little while, but provides more detail in its answers- from the exact configurations of summoning circles, to how the accessibility of wizard cantrips affects local economies- trying to answer all of his questions to the best of its ability with its ages of acquired arcane wisdom.
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, his eyes focus on something behind her as he very panickedly tries to push her out of the way of harm
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Bump for ya Jobah*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Welcome back*
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.)
*Cool. An intriguing idea*
They nod. "It translates differently in Celestia, but the idea is the same. Such an intervention would be... unproductive in the grand scheme of themes."
It's cold and dead, as a vampire hand should be. "Who are you, Oliver?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*She has made and she can beat the crud out of those who are mean. https://www.dndbeyond.com/characters/139775123/eoyz63*
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
*what serendipity! I am doing the same*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now