*I'm torn between getting that or quality ramen for lunch on my birthday.*
*I must offer, -Ramen, with fish in it-*
*$16.95: Seafood broth, shrimp, scallop, crab meat, fish cake, soft boiled egg, green onion, corn, roasted seaweed.*
*What do you think? It's the only seafood ramen option they have that isn't just S H R I M P*
(I think you should get it)
*Seems like a good idea.*
*This next experiment should be*
*Very*
*Very*
*Interesting*
(what is the experiment)
*MUAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!*
(oh no)
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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
*I need to burn down an amazon warehouse or I will personally murder every fly out there.*
(why are you doing this)
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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
*I need to burn down an amazon warehouse or I will personally murder every fly out there.*
*Why, my snugglefish?*
*Because one flew at me without any regards as to what that would accomplish. Now I have to teach it via consequences.*
(get a salt gun)
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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 tries to focus a bit more. More lights appear. More lights disappear. However... one remains. It's only a weakly gleaming light, as if it would fade any second now. But it doesn't.
"Yep! The only time it isn't in constant agony is when it dies." She replies, seeming almost a bit too cheery. "Though, if you do try to kill it, it will fight back to preserve itself. Wants to perish, but forced to use all the energy it can muster to prevent that."
She tells Omori what is happening, but tells them not to get too excited lest the only remaining light disappear. "Ya did it Omori, ya did it." She whispers to the in a proud tone.
He tilts his head, raising an eyebrow curiously "That is incredibly cruel for such beings. An unfortunate existence, luckily enough for them, they are destined to die some day. Maybe at my hand if they are lucky enough to have a painless and quick death."
*Apologies for the delay*
She smiles a bit, not yet breaking focus. The light flickers a bit, but ends up just a touch brighter. No other lights are appearing, Omori's attention focused on just the one.
"I figured I could try leaning more into the macabre side of my creations. They're technically undead, so unless something kills them, they'll just keep suffering forever." She adds, every sentence of detail she adds making this monster even more pitiful. The Schism tries to move around the warehouse, silently shuddering in agony with every movement it makes. "Wow, this... this is kinda sad, actually."
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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)
She smiles a bit, not yet breaking focus. The light flickers a bit, but ends up just a touch brighter. No other lights are appearing, Omori's attention focused on just the one.
"I figured I could try leaning more into the macabre side of my creations. They're technically undead, so unless something kills them, they'll just keep suffering forever." She adds, every sentence of detail she adds making this monster even more pitiful. The Schism tries to move around the warehouse, silently shuddering in agony with every movement it makes. "Wow, this... this is kinda sad, actually."
"Yer doin' amazin', it's gettin' brighter. Ya can stop whenever ya want, but do ya want ta get goin'? See as far as ya can go?" She whispers as not to startle them, trying to support them.
He nods along with them "It does, doesn't it? I was hoping you would realize on your own. I am a murderer, a monster some would say, but this, this I do not like to hear." He says, rubbing his hands, shaking his head, "The art of the eldritch excludes the suffering of the creature. Is it okay if I kill it?"
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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 I was looking at historical figures for inspiration (I'm trying to make a character that I will enjoy enough to stick with) and I realized that the one place I really know about historically is Hot Springs, Arkansas, which is nowhere near me. It's known for bathhouses and a long history of baseball and mobster activity.*
*Fortunately, it's a tourist town so there are a couple websites that can give me information.*
*Anyway, I'm thinking of making another strugel, and an ancient Reborn one at that. A person who found a safer place for his people that would allow them similar luxuries. Imagine if Christopher Columbus wanted to find spring water instead of gold and build bathhouses instead of slave encampments. He was basically left alone to die since leadership back at Honkachu changed hands to a group that had no interest in sending anything or anyone over. They reported his failure and death long before anything had actually happened, and he was essentially an outlaw from then onward.*
She smiles a bit, not yet breaking focus. The light flickers a bit, but ends up just a touch brighter. No other lights are appearing, Omori's attention focused on just the one.
"I figured I could try leaning more into the macabre side of my creations. They're technically undead, so unless something kills them, they'll just keep suffering forever." She adds, every sentence of detail she adds making this monster even more pitiful. The Schism tries to move around the warehouse, silently shuddering in agony with every movement it makes. "Wow, this... this is kinda sad, actually."
"Yer doin' amazin', it's gettin' brighter. Ya can stop whenever ya want, but do ya want ta get goin'? See as far as ya can go?" She whispers as not to startle them, trying to support them.
He nods along with them "It does, doesn't it? I was hoping you would realize on your own. I am a murderer, a monster some would say, but this, this I do not like to hear." He says, rubbing his hands, shaking his head, "The art of the eldritch excludes the suffering of the creature. Is it okay if I kill it?"
She nods again, continuing to maintain the spell and keep the light from fading. The light grows just a little bit brighter.
"Oh, yeah, absolutely, please do. I'll help you." She answers, producing her rapier from its sheath. "I'm already starting to regret making this thing."
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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)
She nods again, continuing to maintain the spell and keep the light from fading. The light grows just a little bit brighter.
"Oh, yeah, absolutely, please do. I'll help you." She answers, producing her rapier from its sheath. "I'm already starting to regret making this thing."
"Yer doin' great. Are ya gettin' tired?" She asks, looking at the light continue to grow and grow with every little moment they try.
He takes a step forward, moving with deep finesse as he makes five slashes along the body of the creature, humming to himself as he does so, his eyes filled with a murderous calm. To hit:2825152420 Damage:101210911
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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.'
*Would anyone like to rp with any of my characters, perchance?*
(want to continue from earlier?)
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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
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*That is absurd, I don't even know what to say.*
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 no)
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 need to burn down an amazon warehouse or I will personally murder every fly out there.*
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
*Why, my snugglefish?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(why are you doing this)
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
*Because one flew at me without any regards as to what that would accomplish. Now I have to teach it via consequences.*
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
*Doomstrongle it.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(get a salt gun)
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 will do what I do best. Make it listen to joe rogan as a punishment.*
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
*A skill honed well over the years*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*You want to rp with me while the fly does time?*
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
*Apologies for the delay*
She smiles a bit, not yet breaking focus. The light flickers a bit, but ends up just a touch brighter. No other lights are appearing, Omori's attention focused on just the one.
"I figured I could try leaning more into the macabre side of my creations. They're technically undead, so unless something kills them, they'll just keep suffering forever." She adds, every sentence of detail she adds making this monster even more pitiful. The Schism tries to move around the warehouse, silently shuddering in agony with every movement it makes. "Wow, this... this is kinda sad, actually."
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)
*Would anyone like to rp with any of my characters, perchance?*
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)
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'm back from lunch, anybody here who wants to start an rp or continue one while I'm still here?*
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.)
"Yer doin' amazin', it's gettin' brighter. Ya can stop whenever ya want, but do ya want ta get goin'? See as far as ya can go?" She whispers as not to startle them, trying to support them.
He nods along with them "It does, doesn't it? I was hoping you would realize on your own. I am a murderer, a monster some would say, but this, this I do not like to hear." He says, rubbing his hands, shaking his head, "The art of the eldritch excludes the suffering of the creature. Is it okay if I kill it?"
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.)
*So I was looking at historical figures for inspiration (I'm trying to make a character that I will enjoy enough to stick with) and I realized that the one place I really know about historically is Hot Springs, Arkansas, which is nowhere near me. It's known for bathhouses and a long history of baseball and mobster activity.*
*Fortunately, it's a tourist town so there are a couple websites that can give me information.*
*Anyway, I'm thinking of making another strugel, and an ancient Reborn one at that. A person who found a safer place for his people that would allow them similar luxuries. Imagine if Christopher Columbus wanted to find spring water instead of gold and build bathhouses instead of slave encampments. He was basically left alone to die since leadership back at Honkachu changed hands to a group that had no interest in sending anything or anyone over. They reported his failure and death long before anything had actually happened, and he was essentially an outlaw from then onward.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She nods again, continuing to maintain the spell and keep the light from fading. The light grows just a little bit brighter.
"Oh, yeah, absolutely, please do. I'll help you." She answers, producing her rapier from its sheath. "I'm already starting to regret making this thing."
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)
"Yer doin' great. Are ya gettin' tired?" She asks, looking at the light continue to grow and grow with every little moment they try.
He takes a step forward, moving with deep finesse as he makes five slashes along the body of the creature, humming to himself as he does so, his eyes filled with a murderous calm. To hit:28 25 15 24 20 Damage:10 12 10 9 11
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.)
(want to continue from earlier?)
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