"You're most welcome, Henry." She replies, still warmly smiling and still with a little bit of blue blush on her face. She ties the bag closed once the entire dismantled mannequin has been placed inside. "Thank you for... for giving me that opportunity as well."
It hugs Tim back with its roots, being careful about their thorns as to not accidentally injure him. "Glad I could be of assistance."
He stretches, "I think it is best I take some time from experimenting with the old blood, lest I take more nearly fatal injuries than I already have. If you need me for anything at all, feel free to call me." He runs his bloody gloved hand through his hair, looking to the sky.
"I learned so much, you're so helpful. I'm going to do my best for you, and for Tony, and for Tiffany." He specifically doesn't mention his father.
She also looks up to the 'sky' above the Faceless Fair for a moment- a dark abyss devoid of stars, faintly churning with something that could be clouds or could be smoke. "I think I may take some time from my duties here as well- maybe paint something." She says, standing up and picking up the bag of parts. "I won't hesitate to call you if I need anything." She starts to walk past, pausing for a moment to give Henry a small kiss on the cheek. "Love you, Henry. Bye for now." And with that, KK walks away.
"And I'm certain you'll do wonderfully." It responds. After a few seconds, it thinks of something. "Say, have you tasted light before?"
At that last bit, he kisses them back, a little choked up by the words, looking at them as they walk away. He sits down, putting his knees to his chest, smiling. His eyes settled down as tears begin to trickle down the sides. He whispers to no one but himself "I love you too KK. I love you... so much..."
He looks up to them confused before shaking his head "N-no, what does it taste like?" He asks curiously, fidgeting with his fingers.
*I think that's a wonderful place to end for those two.*
"It's hard to describe- it doesn't really have a 'taste' in the standard sense- more of a... a spreading warmth, for lack of better words. I'll be back in just a moment." It shambles over into the Spelljammer for a minute, reemerging with a small jar of preserved light in its roots. "Here's some, if you want to try it." It adds, offering it to him.
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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)
"Now that's a lie. Do I not stand before you, wizling?"
The memory of the name evades them
"I..well...yes."
Good luck dungeoneering.
"Now it's your turn." They say, standing back, their armor shining in the sunlight
"yeah, I'll let you know how it goes."
He slams his staff into the ground, thunder rumbling. Bushes and shrubs blast away
The robin nods *End scene?*
"No, no, no. I know what Wizards can do." They say, with their ever precent smile. "I have asked about you, have I not? Now for the inverse." He states, resting on a stump
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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
"Now that's a lie. Do I not stand before you, wizling?"
The memory of the name evades them
"I..well...yes."
Good luck dungeoneering.
"Now it's your turn." They say, standing back, their armor shining in the sunlight
"yeah, I'll let you know how it goes."
He slams his staff into the ground, thunder rumbling. Bushes and shrubs blast away
The robin nods *End scene?*
"No, no, no. I know what Wizards can do." They say, with their ever precent smile. "I have asked about you, have I not? Now for the inverse." He states, resting on a stump
*Sure*
"What can you do?"
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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.
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The memory of the name evades them
"I..well...yes."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Here? Oh, about a year, but I've know the owner for about 4."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Deep breaths lil Oliver. I care fer ya." She closes her eyes, wiping away their tears.
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.)
Good luck dungeoneering.
"Now it's your turn." They say, standing back, their armor shining in the sunlight
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He sniffles, rubbing his eyes
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Now which one is them again, I always forget.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I know but I feel like I might drive you away," he said.
There are a few about punctuation, a few about grammar, and some notes about how he likes certain parts.
"Its okay... not your fault.."
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
"It's okay, it's hard ta kill somebody, an' I hope it doesn't get any easier fer ya."
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.)
"yeah, I'll let you know how it goes."
He slams his staff into the ground, thunder rumbling. Bushes and shrubs blast away
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Why did he wanna attack me..?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Older than me, former soldier where I'm a former criminal. Who're ya pardner?"
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.)
*Basil (overworked cinnamon roll), Circut (my fursona), Cherry (Assassin)*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Interesting! Been 'round here for awhile." He chuckles.
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
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)
The robin nods
*End scene?*
"No, no, no. I know what Wizards can do." They say, with their ever precent smile. "I have asked about you, have I not? Now for the inverse." He states, resting on a stump
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Meroving feels like meeting new people
*What is Cherry doing?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I don't know, but I'm sorry that he tried ta. I'll keep ya safe. I promise."
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.)
A wanderer, and a 'wonderer', I guess. I found this place, and seems facinating. And you?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Glad to hear it, Ms. Honeycomb. Are you a wizard of some kind?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Sure*
"What can you do?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.