*Good morning, fellow story-weavers! I decided to come up with a few small facts for each of my characters to help flesh them out a little bit more- even if it may never come up in story stuff. Said facts are in the spoiler below!*
Omori:
Omori is mildly allergic to shellfish- a trait carried over from when her body was Kiko's.
Her favorite color is green, because it reminds her of the forest.
She occasionally listens to the one record she saved from the Fell Manor- Clair de Lune. She remembers the Seer would almost never use the gramophone at all, keeping it in a closet to collect dust.
KK:
KK, having a new body that isn't allergic to shellfish, decided to try scallops for the first time while visiting the Rippling Court. It's now one of her favorite foods.
Before all of this, Kiko was learning how to play the piano. KK is definitely a little rusty at it after so many years, but is trying to re-teach herself how to play.
One of her earliest paintings, titled 'Stepping outside the house for the first time in days to get the package left at the doorstep', depicts a looming, monstrous figure on the other side of a doorway. Said monster was an inspiration when she was designing her new body.
Helianth:
Helianth occasionally writes poetry. It doesn't think its poems are very good, but enjoys making them regardless.
Its favorite colors are dark red and blue, because it thinks they taste the best out of all the visible light waves.
Helianth taught itself to write long ago, and now writes everything in cursive out of habit.
KK is tuning a new-looking piano that is now in the warehouse, looking between a small booklet and the instrument every so often.
*Those are fun.*
Henry walks down from his bed, having bandaged over his stitches. He watches them, smiling softly as he listens to them play.
*Thanks! I wanted to add little details that make the characters feel more "real" in a sense.*
She looks up from the piano at him, also smiling a bit. "Good morning." She says, pausing a second to press one key of the piano, before tuning it a bit more. "Feeling better?"
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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)
*Good morning, fellow story-weavers! I decided to come up with a few small facts for each of my characters to help flesh them out a little bit more- even if it may never come up in story stuff. Said facts are in the spoiler below!*
Omori:
Omori is mildly allergic to shellfish- a trait carried over from when her body was Kiko's.
Her favorite color is green, because it reminds her of the forest.
She occasionally listens to the one record she saved from the Fell Manor- Clair de Lune. She remembers the Seer would almost never use the gramophone at all, keeping it in a closet to collect dust.
KK:
KK, having a new body that isn't allergic to shellfish, decided to try scallops for the first time while visiting the Rippling Court. It's now one of her favorite foods.
Before all of this, Kiko was learning how to play the piano. KK is definitely a little rusty at it after so many years, but is trying to re-teach herself how to play.
One of her earliest paintings, titled 'Stepping outside the house for the first time in days to get the package left at the doorstep', depicts a looming, monstrous figure on the other side of a doorway. Said monster was an inspiration when she was designing her new body.
Helianth:
Helianth occasionally writes poetry. It doesn't think its poems are very good, but enjoys making them regardless.
Its favorite colors are dark red and blue, because it thinks they taste the best out of all the visible light waves.
Helianth taught itself to write long ago, and now writes everything in cursive out of habit.
KK is tuning a new-looking piano that is now in the warehouse, looking between a small booklet and the instrument every so often.
*Those are fun.*
Henry walks down from his bed, having bandaged over his stitches. He watches them, smiling softly as he listens to them play.
*Thanks! I wanted to add little details that make the characters feel more "real" in a sense.*
She looks up from the piano at him, also smiling a bit. "Good morning." She says, pausing a second to press one key of the piano, before tuning it a bit more. "Feeling better?"
*I understand the attempt, but I can only manage when it comes to me in the moment.*
He smiles and sits next to her on the seat, putting on his clean white gloves "Much better, thank you for saving my life." He puts his hands on the piano, though he doesn't play anything "May I?"
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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.'
*Good morning, fellow story-weavers! I decided to come up with a few small facts for each of my characters to help flesh them out a little bit more- even if it may never come up in story stuff. Said facts are in the spoiler below!*
Omori:
Omori is mildly allergic to shellfish- a trait carried over from when her body was Kiko's.
Her favorite color is green, because it reminds her of the forest.
She occasionally listens to the one record she saved from the Fell Manor- Clair de Lune. She remembers the Seer would almost never use the gramophone at all, keeping it in a closet to collect dust.
KK:
KK, having a new body that isn't allergic to shellfish, decided to try scallops for the first time while visiting the Rippling Court. It's now one of her favorite foods.
Before all of this, Kiko was learning how to play the piano. KK is definitely a little rusty at it after so many years, but is trying to re-teach herself how to play.
One of her earliest paintings, titled 'Stepping outside the house for the first time in days to get the package left at the doorstep', depicts a looming, monstrous figure on the other side of a doorway. Said monster was an inspiration when she was designing her new body.
Helianth:
Helianth occasionally writes poetry. It doesn't think its poems are very good, but enjoys making them regardless.
Its favorite colors are dark red and blue, because it thinks they taste the best out of all the visible light waves.
Helianth taught itself to write long ago, and now writes everything in cursive out of habit.
KK is tuning a new-looking piano that is now in the warehouse, looking between a small booklet and the instrument every so often.
*Those are fun.*
Henry walks down from his bed, having bandaged over his stitches. He watches them, smiling softly as he listens to them play.
*Thanks! I wanted to add little details that make the characters feel more "real" in a sense.*
She looks up from the piano at him, also smiling a bit. "Good morning." She says, pausing a second to press one key of the piano, before tuning it a bit more. "Feeling better?"
*I understand the attempt, but I can only manage when it comes to me in the moment.*
He smiles and sits next to her on the seat, putting on his clean white gloves "Much better, thank you for saving my life." He puts his hands on the piano, though he doesn't play anything "May I?"
*I can understand that. I suppose I could have presented this in a less forced-seeming way for the characters than a block of text in a spoiler. I'll try to incorporate those little bits in natural rp.*
"Hold on, just a second." She tunes it one bit more, until it's just about perfect. "There we go. By all means." She adds, letting him have a go at playing the instrument.
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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)
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
*Good morning, fellow story-weavers! I decided to come up with a few small facts for each of my characters to help flesh them out a little bit more- even if it may never come up in story stuff. Said facts are in the spoiler below!*
Omori:
Omori is mildly allergic to shellfish- a trait carried over from when her body was Kiko's.
Her favorite color is green, because it reminds her of the forest.
She occasionally listens to the one record she saved from the Fell Manor- Clair de Lune. She remembers the Seer would almost never use the gramophone at all, keeping it in a closet to collect dust.
KK:
KK, having a new body that isn't allergic to shellfish, decided to try scallops for the first time while visiting the Rippling Court. It's now one of her favorite foods.
Before all of this, Kiko was learning how to play the piano. KK is definitely a little rusty at it after so many years, but is trying to re-teach herself how to play.
One of her earliest paintings, titled 'Stepping outside the house for the first time in days to get the package left at the doorstep', depicts a looming, monstrous figure on the other side of a doorway. Said monster was an inspiration when she was designing her new body.
Helianth:
Helianth occasionally writes poetry. It doesn't think its poems are very good, but enjoys making them regardless.
Its favorite colors are dark red and blue, because it thinks they taste the best out of all the visible light waves.
Helianth taught itself to write long ago, and now writes everything in cursive out of habit.
KK is tuning a new-looking piano that is now in the warehouse, looking between a small booklet and the instrument every so often.
*Those are fun.*
Henry walks down from his bed, having bandaged over his stitches. He watches them, smiling softly as he listens to them play.
*Thanks! I wanted to add little details that make the characters feel more "real" in a sense.*
She looks up from the piano at him, also smiling a bit. "Good morning." She says, pausing a second to press one key of the piano, before tuning it a bit more. "Feeling better?"
*I understand the attempt, but I can only manage when it comes to me in the moment.*
He smiles and sits next to her on the seat, putting on his clean white gloves "Much better, thank you for saving my life." He puts his hands on the piano, though he doesn't play anything "May I?"
*I can understand that. I suppose I could have presented this in a less forced-seeming way for the characters than a block of text in a spoiler. I'll try to incorporate those little bits in natural rp.*
"Hold on, just a second." She tunes it one bit more, until it's just about perfect. "There we go. By all means." She adds, letting him have a go at playing the instrument.
*Yeah, I've been trying to incorporate little character quirks into the characters themselves actually.*
He cracks his knuckles, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he feels the top of all the keys before beginning to play, trying at his absolute best, though its been a long time since he's played. Performance:7
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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.'
Nanami (The Sea captain Sin of Greed, brother of James.) is taking a nap at the base of a tree. Despite his extravagant nature he finds he likes things more simple when he's trying to sleep.
Ambrosia is cleaning her bloody mandibles while standing next to the corpse of someone she mangled beyond recognizably. She uses a handkerchief delicately as to not cut the handkerchief.
Malafasa lands in the tree above him and clings to it, hanging upside down off of it and staring down at him like a horror movie monster.
The corpse begins to seemingly start sliding away from her.
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Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Nanami (The Sea captain Sin of Greed, brother of James.) is taking a nap at the base of a tree. Despite his extravagant nature he finds he likes things more simple when he's trying to sleep.
Ambrosia is cleaning her bloody mandibles while standing next to the corpse of someone she mangled beyond recognizably. She uses a handkerchief delicately as to not cut the handkerchief.
Malafasa lands in the tree above him and clings to it, hanging upside down off of it and staring down at him like a horror movie monster.
The corpse begins to seemingly start sliding away from her.
One of his green eyes shoots open, looking up to her and giving his signature, charismatic smile "Oh? Malafasa? Is that you? Looking as beautiful as always, I'm almost disappointed."
She puts the cloth away, and well as her face shifting to hide her mandibles as she follows the corpse.
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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.'
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
*Good morning, fellow story-weavers! I decided to come up with a few small facts for each of my characters to help flesh them out a little bit more- even if it may never come up in story stuff. Said facts are in the spoiler below!*
Omori:
Omori is mildly allergic to shellfish- a trait carried over from when her body was Kiko's.
Her favorite color is green, because it reminds her of the forest.
She occasionally listens to the one record she saved from the Fell Manor- Clair de Lune. She remembers the Seer would almost never use the gramophone at all, keeping it in a closet to collect dust.
KK:
KK, having a new body that isn't allergic to shellfish, decided to try scallops for the first time while visiting the Rippling Court. It's now one of her favorite foods.
Before all of this, Kiko was learning how to play the piano. KK is definitely a little rusty at it after so many years, but is trying to re-teach herself how to play.
One of her earliest paintings, titled 'Stepping outside the house for the first time in days to get the package left at the doorstep', depicts a looming, monstrous figure on the other side of a doorway. Said monster was an inspiration when she was designing her new body.
Helianth:
Helianth occasionally writes poetry. It doesn't think its poems are very good, but enjoys making them regardless.
Its favorite colors are dark red and blue, because it thinks they taste the best out of all the visible light waves.
Helianth taught itself to write long ago, and now writes everything in cursive out of habit.
KK is tuning a new-looking piano that is now in the warehouse, looking between a small booklet and the instrument every so often.
*Those are fun.*
Henry walks down from his bed, having bandaged over his stitches. He watches them, smiling softly as he listens to them play.
*Thanks! I wanted to add little details that make the characters feel more "real" in a sense.*
She looks up from the piano at him, also smiling a bit. "Good morning." She says, pausing a second to press one key of the piano, before tuning it a bit more. "Feeling better?"
*I understand the attempt, but I can only manage when it comes to me in the moment.*
He smiles and sits next to her on the seat, putting on his clean white gloves "Much better, thank you for saving my life." He puts his hands on the piano, though he doesn't play anything "May I?"
*I can understand that. I suppose I could have presented this in a less forced-seeming way for the characters than a block of text in a spoiler. I'll try to incorporate those little bits in natural rp.*
"Hold on, just a second." She tunes it one bit more, until it's just about perfect. "There we go. By all means." She adds, letting him have a go at playing the instrument.
*Yeah, I've been trying to incorporate little character quirks into the characters themselves actually.*
He cracks his knuckles, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he feels the top of all the keys before beginning to play, trying at his absolute best, though its been a long time since he's played. Performance:25
*I should probably try to do that more often.*
KK is in absolute awe, shocked beyond words as she listens to the crisp, clear melody from the piano. Her eyes follow his hands as he plays, taking note of what keys he plays and when.
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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)
*I'm doing alright myself. Good to hear you're faring well :)*
(you want to rp?)
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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
*Good morning, fellow story-weavers! I decided to come up with a few small facts for each of my characters to help flesh them out a little bit more- even if it may never come up in story stuff. Said facts are in the spoiler below!*
Omori:
Omori is mildly allergic to shellfish- a trait carried over from when her body was Kiko's.
Her favorite color is green, because it reminds her of the forest.
She occasionally listens to the one record she saved from the Fell Manor- Clair de Lune. She remembers the Seer would almost never use the gramophone at all, keeping it in a closet to collect dust.
KK:
KK, having a new body that isn't allergic to shellfish, decided to try scallops for the first time while visiting the Rippling Court. It's now one of her favorite foods.
Before all of this, Kiko was learning how to play the piano. KK is definitely a little rusty at it after so many years, but is trying to re-teach herself how to play.
One of her earliest paintings, titled 'Stepping outside the house for the first time in days to get the package left at the doorstep', depicts a looming, monstrous figure on the other side of a doorway. Said monster was an inspiration when she was designing her new body.
Helianth:
Helianth occasionally writes poetry. It doesn't think its poems are very good, but enjoys making them regardless.
Its favorite colors are dark red and blue, because it thinks they taste the best out of all the visible light waves.
Helianth taught itself to write long ago, and now writes everything in cursive out of habit.
KK is tuning a new-looking piano that is now in the warehouse, looking between a small booklet and the instrument every so often.
*Those are fun.*
Henry walks down from his bed, having bandaged over his stitches. He watches them, smiling softly as he listens to them play.
*Thanks! I wanted to add little details that make the characters feel more "real" in a sense.*
She looks up from the piano at him, also smiling a bit. "Good morning." She says, pausing a second to press one key of the piano, before tuning it a bit more. "Feeling better?"
*I understand the attempt, but I can only manage when it comes to me in the moment.*
He smiles and sits next to her on the seat, putting on his clean white gloves "Much better, thank you for saving my life." He puts his hands on the piano, though he doesn't play anything "May I?"
*I can understand that. I suppose I could have presented this in a less forced-seeming way for the characters than a block of text in a spoiler. I'll try to incorporate those little bits in natural rp.*
"Hold on, just a second." She tunes it one bit more, until it's just about perfect. "There we go. By all means." She adds, letting him have a go at playing the instrument.
*Yeah, I've been trying to incorporate little character quirks into the characters themselves actually.*
He cracks his knuckles, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he feels the top of all the keys before beginning to play, trying at his absolute best, though its been a long time since he's played. Performance:25
*I should probably try to do that more often.*
KK is in absolute awe, shocked beyond words as she listens to the crisp, clear melody from the piano. Her eyes follow his hands as he plays, taking note of what keys he plays and when.
*DANG! I DIDN'T EXPECT A NAT20*
Eventually he takes his hands off the piano once the song is complete, opening his eyes once more and cracking his neck "So, how well did I do? I would consider that one of my better performances."
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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.'
Nanami (The Sea captain Sin of Greed, brother of James.) is taking a nap at the base of a tree. Despite his extravagant nature he finds he likes things more simple when he's trying to sleep.
Ambrosia is cleaning her bloody mandibles while standing next to the corpse of someone she mangled beyond recognizably. She uses a handkerchief delicately as to not cut the handkerchief.
Malafasa lands in the tree above him and clings to it, hanging upside down off of it and staring down at him like a horror movie monster.
The corpse begins to seemingly start sliding away from her.
One of his green eyes shoots open, looking up to her and giving his signature, charismatic smile "Oh? Malafasa? Is that you? Looking as beautiful as always, I'm almost disappointed."
She puts the cloth away, and well as her face shifting to hide her mandibles as she follows the corpse.
“I would pay any price, perform any task, if it meant I could kill you.”
It drags itself into the forest, keeping a roughly consistent pace.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Scott is helping Thirteen the best he can, including getting the matcha whisk ready. (Yes, I know how to properly make matcha)
Samaritan is keeping an eye on Riotan.
Malafasa can sense they are being watching by something.
(Good, as do I) Thirteen is crushing and grinding the leaves himself, showing his love of the process.
At the moment, Riotan is invisible, and is mimicking the voices of the deceased loved ones of random passersby, using his abilities to glean the greatest regrets and failings of everyone around him and chastise them as though he’s a spirit of a dead relative.
This being Malafasa’s worst nightmare, she promptly lands and pulls out her two warhammers, looking around frantically.
Scott walks over "Well, the whiskey is ready, the bristles unfurled." He said.
Samaritan sighs and continues to watch, he doesn't care in the slightest but if someone comes after Riotan, he'll step in.
James appears and smiles, tipping his bowler cap "Hello there."
“Thank you! Would you care for any as well?”
Nothing happens to Rio but everyone is now notably more mentally imbalanced. After a bit, his skin reassembles and he heads over to Samaritan, grinning.
“OH MY GOD WHY CAN’T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE??!??!???”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*and from the ground, beneath my feet, I hear the anguish of the street… A choir never complete… and like an old, forgotten tune, a song that no one knows… forgot how it goes… just John and Me, eternally Jane Doe.*
*Thanks! I wanted to add little details that make the characters feel more "real" in a sense.*
She looks up from the piano at him, also smiling a bit. "Good morning." She says, pausing a second to press one key of the piano, before tuning it a bit more. "Feeling better?"
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)
*I understand the attempt, but I can only manage when it comes to me in the moment.*
He smiles and sits next to her on the seat, putting on his clean white gloves "Much better, thank you for saving my life." He puts his hands on the piano, though he doesn't play anything "May I?"
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 can understand that. I suppose I could have presented this in a less forced-seeming way for the characters than a block of text in a spoiler. I'll try to incorporate those little bits in natural rp.*
"Hold on, just a second." She tunes it one bit more, until it's just about perfect. "There we go. By all means." She adds, letting him have a go at playing the instrument.
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)
(hi Yvonne)
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
*Yeah, I've been trying to incorporate little character quirks into the characters themselves actually.*
He cracks his knuckles, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he feels the top of all the keys before beginning to play, trying at his absolute best, though its been a long time since he's played. Performance:7
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.)
Malafasa lands in the tree above him and clings to it, hanging upside down off of it and staring down at him like a horror movie monster.
The corpse begins to seemingly start sliding away from her.
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Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Hello, Moon! How art thou?*
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)
One of his green eyes shoots open, looking up to her and giving his signature, charismatic smile "Oh? Malafasa? Is that you? Looking as beautiful as always, I'm almost disappointed."
She puts the cloth away, and well as her face shifting to hide her mandibles as she follows the corpse.
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 rolls her eyes "I suppose.. No one likes us."
She slides her hand over and grasps his.
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
(I am doing well. how about you?)
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
*I should probably try to do that more often.*
KK is in absolute awe, shocked beyond words as she listens to the crisp, clear melody from the piano. Her eyes follow his hands as he plays, taking note of what keys he plays and when.
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)
*I'm doing alright myself. Good to hear you're faring well :)*
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)
"Tengen likes you." He points out "And I don't hate you."
He clasps it tightly, looking up to her, just staring happily for a moment.
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.)
(you want to rp?)
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
*DANG! I DIDN'T EXPECT A NAT20*
Eventually he takes his hands off the piano once the song is complete, opening his eyes once more and cracking his neck "So, how well did I do? I would consider that one of my better performances."
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 would pay any price, perform any task, if it meant I could kill you.”
It drags itself into the forest, keeping a roughly consistent pace.
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.
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.
His smile grows more genuine "Oh you don't mean that Malafasa. You wouldn't do any task."
She decides to conceal herself as they enter the forest, watching what may happen from a slight distance. Stealth:18
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 from the ground, beneath my feet, I hear the anguish of the street… A choir never complete… and like an old, forgotten tune, a song that no one knows… forgot how it goes… just John and Me, eternally Jane Doe.*
"Mn... Malafasa does and so does James..." She shrugs, rubbing her shoulders.
She stands up, and her sweatshirt and shorts turn into a sort of fancy black pantsuit.
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