"Do ya want me ta be yer mom? Take care o' ya an' all that where ya want, ta worry 'bout yer needs an' such."
He sets his spoon in the bowl, looking down at his lap. "I dunno. I..I need to think."
She nods "Take all the time ya need. Either way, I want ta believe I want what's best fer ya." She gets up, sitting down in her corner and beginning to paint.
He nods, starting to finish his soup
Once she's done, she turns the painting, depicting Oliver blasting lightning at those mercenaries.
Oliver looks startled then looks at his hands, disgusted with himself
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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.
"Do ya want me ta be yer mom? Take care o' ya an' all that where ya want, ta worry 'bout yer needs an' such."
He sets his spoon in the bowl, looking down at his lap. "I dunno. I..I need to think."
She nods "Take all the time ya need. Either way, I want ta believe I want what's best fer ya." She gets up, sitting down in her corner and beginning to paint.
He nods, starting to finish his soup
Once she's done, she turns the painting, depicting Oliver blasting lightning at those mercenaries.
Oliver looks startled then looks at his hands, disgusted with himself
She shakes her head, taking one of their hands "Don't look at yerself like that, that wasn't ya. That's just what happened. Somethin' possessed ya."
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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.'
"Do ya want me ta be yer mom? Take care o' ya an' all that where ya want, ta worry 'bout yer needs an' such."
He sets his spoon in the bowl, looking down at his lap. "I dunno. I..I need to think."
She nods "Take all the time ya need. Either way, I want ta believe I want what's best fer ya." She gets up, sitting down in her corner and beginning to paint.
He nods, starting to finish his soup
Once she's done, she turns the painting, depicting Oliver blasting lightning at those mercenaries.
Oliver looks startled then looks at his hands, disgusted with himself
She shakes her head, taking one of their hands "Don't look at yerself like that, that wasn't ya. That's just what happened. Somethin' possessed ya."
He shakes his head, face looking disgusted still.
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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.
Omori is sitting in the snow on the forest's edge, birdwatching.
KK is at the warehouse, trying to play the piano.
(i am very bored)
Isaac crouches down next to her "you seeing anything interesting?"
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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
"More of those mercenaries are probably going to come. Don't feel bad fer protectin' yerself." She puts a sending Stone in their hands "If ya see anyone like 'em again, send me a message. Okay?"
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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.'
"More of those mercenaries are probably going to come. Don't feel bad fer protectin' yerself." She puts a sending Stone in their hands "If ya see anyone like 'em again, send me a message. Okay?"
He nods, shoving the stone in his bag. He then picks at his palms when shes not looking
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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.
"More of those mercenaries are probably going to come. Don't feel bad fer protectin' yerself." She puts a sending Stone in their hands "If ya see anyone like 'em again, send me a message. Okay?"
He nods, shoving the stone in his bag. He then picks at his palms when shes not looking
She doesn't catch him in the act, but notices the changes on their hands, "Just... tell me if ya need anythin' Oliver."
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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.'
*How do you do, fellow humanoids?*
Omori is sitting in the snow on the forest's edge, birdwatching.
KK is at the warehouse, trying to play the piano.
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 is trying his best to hold back tears. "..what if I cant..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Nanami looks up to the sky, his smile returning to his face "I... I can't fix what's happening to you, but I can make it hurt less. If you want."
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.)
Oliver looks startled then looks at his hands, disgusted with himself
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I am doing good, other fellow humanoid*
Oliver walks up behind her, stumbling through the snow a bit
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Everything can be fixed dear, hence why chaos is a thing." she smiles.
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
She shakes her head, taking one of their hands "Don't look at yerself like that, that wasn't ya. That's just what happened. Somethin' possessed 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 nods, crying a bit. He tries his best to wipe the tears away but only really smudges his face with grease and machine oil
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Good to hear! I'm doing alright as well.*
She hears his approach, turning to face him. "Hello again, Oliver!" She chirps, a wide toothy grin on her face.
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 shakes his head, face looking disgusted still.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*That's great to hear!*
"hello Omori." he says, plopping down beside her
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(i am very bored)
Isaac crouches down next to her "you seeing anything interesting?"
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
"More of those mercenaries are probably going to come. Don't feel bad fer protectin' yerself." She puts a sending Stone in their hands "If ya see anyone like 'em again, send me a message. Okay?"
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.)
*Do you want any of mine?*
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.)
"How are you?" She asks, looking up at the trees with her binoculars.
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, shoving the stone in his bag. He then picks at his palms when shes not looking
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I'm ok...miss Merabelle found me unconscious surrounded by dead mercenaries..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Not at the moment, no." She responds, still looking up at the trees. "Thought I saw an owl a while ago."
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)
She doesn't catch him in the act, but notices the changes on their hands, "Just... tell me if ya need anythin' 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.)
*Sure, I'd love to interact with your characters- whichever ones you'd like to use!*
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)