"These two just realized some things. I hugged em and gave em cookies to help calm them down."
He nods along, drinking his water down "Hmm, thank ya fer that. Ya ain't need ta do that, but thank ya."
He shrugs. "I don't mind man." he says. He then kneels down in front of the two kids. "Hey, maybe now is a good time to apologize to your brother?" he says gently
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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.
"These two just realized some things. I hugged em and gave em cookies to help calm them down."
He nods along, drinking his water down "Hmm, thank ya fer that. Ya ain't need ta do that, but thank ya."
He shrugs. "I don't mind man." he says. He then kneels down in front of the two kids. "Hey, maybe now is a good time to apologize to your brother?" he says gently
They both bristle before turning to see that he is there. After a moment whispering amongst each other they turn back to Sparrow, speaking in unison "We're sorry for torturing you and all of your friends, and killing our father figure, and trying to kill you." They genuinely attempt to apologize.
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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.'
"These two just realized some things. I hugged em and gave em cookies to help calm them down."
He nods along, drinking his water down "Hmm, thank ya fer that. Ya ain't need ta do that, but thank ya."
He shrugs. "I don't mind man." he says. He then kneels down in front of the two kids. "Hey, maybe now is a good time to apologize to your brother?" he says gently
They both bristle before turning to see that he is there. After a moment whispering amongst each other they turn back to Sparrow, speaking in unison "We're sorry for torturing you and all of your friends, and killing our father figure, and trying to kill you." They genuinely attempt to apologize.
"oh..."
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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.
*What, still here?... Hand it over, that thing- your characters. For my lady's rp.*
Omori is walking through the woods, taking a path she doesn't normally trek to see what's there.
KK is sitting on a bench at the edge of the Faceless Fair, watching the writhing, shrieking rest of the Nightmare Realm outside of the fair's safe pocket of space.
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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)
"These two just realized some things. I hugged em and gave em cookies to help calm them down."
He nods along, drinking his water down "Hmm, thank ya fer that. Ya ain't need ta do that, but thank ya."
He shrugs. "I don't mind man." he says. He then kneels down in front of the two kids. "Hey, maybe now is a good time to apologize to your brother?" he says gently
They both bristle before turning to see that he is there. After a moment whispering amongst each other they turn back to Sparrow, speaking in unison "We're sorry for torturing you and all of your friends, and killing our father figure, and trying to kill you." They genuinely attempt to apologize.
"oh..."
Sparrow cackles after realizing Phoenix didn't know, patting their back "A lot more than ya expected huh? I fergive ya two, don't do it again, ya hear?" They both nod "No more evil."
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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.'
*What, still here?... Hand it over, that thing- your characters. For my lady's rp.*
Omori is walking through the woods, taking a path she doesn't normally trek to see what's there.
KK is sitting on a bench at the edge of the Faceless Fair, watching the writhing, shrieking rest of the Nightmare Realm outside of the fair's safe pocket of space.
Merabelle is with them, and seemingly thinking about something, tapping the constellation tattoos on herself, muttering some words of power.
Henry sits on the bench next to them, his attire far cleaner than usual, not wearing his hat or mask, revealing his slick, jet black hair, which he has seemingly also cleaned. He doesn't say anything, just watching with them, interlocking his fingers with some of theirs subtly.
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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.'
*What, still here?... Hand it over, that thing- your characters. For my lady's rp.*
Omori is walking through the woods, taking a path she doesn't normally trek to see what's there.
KK is sitting on a bench at the edge of the Faceless Fair, watching the writhing, shrieking rest of the Nightmare Realm outside of the fair's safe pocket of space.
*-raises hands- Dont hurt me!*
Oliver is following her
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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.
"These two just realized some things. I hugged em and gave em cookies to help calm them down."
He nods along, drinking his water down "Hmm, thank ya fer that. Ya ain't need ta do that, but thank ya."
He shrugs. "I don't mind man." he says. He then kneels down in front of the two kids. "Hey, maybe now is a good time to apologize to your brother?" he says gently
They both bristle before turning to see that he is there. After a moment whispering amongst each other they turn back to Sparrow, speaking in unison "We're sorry for torturing you and all of your friends, and killing our father figure, and trying to kill you." They genuinely attempt to apologize.
"oh..."
Sparrow cackles after realizing Phoenix didn't know, patting their back "A lot more than ya expected huh? I fergive ya two, don't do it again, ya hear?" They both nod "No more evil."
"Well...that's...I'm gonna go make some more cookies.."
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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.
*Got to go my loves, Ill be back later.*
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
They both nod, letting go of each other and wiping away their tears, sitting on the couch "Y-yes... please..."
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.)
*See you around dear Wendi my friend.*
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 grabs some chocolate chip cookies from the kitchen and gives them one each
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They both take the cookies, nibbling on them as they curl up on the couch. Looking at the fire. Sparrow walks into the Inn, confused at the sight.
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.)
Phoenix smiles a bit.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He sits down nearby, grabbing himself a water, and walking over "Now what's happenin' here Phoenix?"
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 haven’t been anywhere offworld aside from Sigil for nearly a year… quite atypical for me.”
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"These two just realized some things. I hugged em and gave em cookies to help calm them down."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Never been offworld. Just send a message."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He nods along, drinking his water down "Hmm, thank ya fer that. Ya ain't need ta do that, but thank 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.)
He shrugs. "I don't mind man." he says. He then kneels down in front of the two kids. "Hey, maybe now is a good time to apologize to your brother?" he says gently
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They both bristle before turning to see that he is there. After a moment whispering amongst each other they turn back to Sparrow, speaking in unison "We're sorry for torturing you and all of your friends, and killing our father figure, and trying to kill you." They genuinely attempt to apologize.
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..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*What, still here?... Hand it over, that thing- your characters. For my lady's rp.*
Omori is walking through the woods, taking a path she doesn't normally trek to see what's there.
KK is sitting on a bench at the edge of the Faceless Fair, watching the writhing, shrieking rest of the Nightmare Realm outside of the fair's safe pocket of space.
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)
Sparrow cackles after realizing Phoenix didn't know, patting their back "A lot more than ya expected huh? I fergive ya two, don't do it again, ya hear?" They both nod "No more evil."
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.)
Merabelle is with them, and seemingly thinking about something, tapping the constellation tattoos on herself, muttering some words of power.
Henry sits on the bench next to them, his attire far cleaner than usual, not wearing his hat or mask, revealing his slick, jet black hair, which he has seemingly also cleaned. He doesn't say anything, just watching with them, interlocking his fingers with some of theirs subtly.
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.)
*-raises hands- Dont hurt me!*
Oliver is following her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Well...that's...I'm gonna go make some more cookies.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He nods "I'll join ya if ya want the help." He walks into the kitchen, leaving them watching the fire.
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.)