"O- oh, okay." She responds, seeming a little uncertain for a moment. "I... I don't know if I'm at the point where I can cast healing magic... but I'll help as best I can." She adds.
"Perhaps- and either way, that'd be interesting to see the results of. For now, though..." She trails off for a second, pouring a small bucket of blood inside of it before stitching up the monstrous carcass again. "Let's see if it animates again." She adds, taking a step back.
She leans down to them, giving them a one armed hug, "Ya can do anythin' ta put yer mind ta." She leads them back to the cave, putting the corpse next to the rest of the meat in the freezer.
He steps back with them, his eyes shining with his understanding of what he has to do if it tries to attack, or it fails to be without constant pain. He takes his blades from his sides, pulling up his bandana.
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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 entities of paradoxical nature!*
Omori is still working on Starry Wisp, making a bit more progress than before. She's able to produce the lights, but they're only small, flickering motes that vanish a second later.
KK is working on modifying her design for the Schism, making it so the creature isn't in constant agony.
*Good morning o scraggly one!*
Oliver watches her, mesmerized by the lights
*How art thou this fine 24-hour interval in this concept we call 'time'?*
She continues trying to cast the spell, not immediately noticing that Oliver is there. It looks like even these tiny lights are much harder for her to cast than her other spells.
*I am eepy but very happy! I started playing the Last of Us part 1. I love the game so much so far*
Oliver stands beside her. "Wow...they're like stars.." he mumbles
*That's great! I haven't played much of the Last of Us games, though I loved the show. Glad you're enjoying the game so far!*
"I know, right?.. Hopefully I'll be able to cast the real deal soon enough." She says back, creating another flickering light that fades as quickly as a candle flame in a windstorm.
*Yeah, I favor straight up fights but I usually stealth the guys with guns and throw hands with the others*
He takes her hand gently. "Try closing your eyes and envisioning what you want the light to look like. How bright and how big." he says, sounding more confident than he ever has.
*Apologies for the delay*
She nods, closing her eyes and taking a breath. A few seconds later, another tiny flickering light appears in her outstretched hand... and doesn't disappear. It's a rather dim light, but it persists nonetheless.
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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)
"O- oh, okay." She responds, seeming a little uncertain for a moment. "I... I don't know if I'm at the point where I can cast healing magic... but I'll help as best I can." She adds.
"Perhaps- and either way, that'd be interesting to see the results of. For now, though..." She trails off for a second, pouring a small bucket of blood inside of it before stitching up the monstrous carcass again. "Let's see if it animates again." She adds, taking a step back.
She leans down to them, giving them a one armed hug, "Ya can do anythin' ta put yer mind ta." She leads them back to the cave, putting the corpse next to the rest of the meat in the freezer.
He steps back with them, his eyes shining with his understanding of what he has to do if it tries to attack, or it fails to be without constant pain. He takes his blades from his sides, pulling up his bandana.
"I'm sure I can- I'll try my best to, at least." She follows her mother back to the cave, seeming a little confused for a second upon seeing the corpse placed in the freezer, but not asking anything.
The Schism, after a few minutes, is animate once more. It still seems to be in some pain, though far less. The poor thing seems hesitant to move much at all at first, as if worried that the pain will return if it does. KK seems content. "Seems like it worked- for now, at least. It still grows stronger from pain- just doesn't need to be constantly suffering to live."
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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 sure I can- I'll try my best to, at least." She follows her mother back to the cave, seeming a little confused for a second upon seeing the corpse placed in the freezer, but not asking anything.
The Schism, after a few minutes, is animate once more. It still seems to be in some pain, though far less. The poor thing seems hesitant to move much at all at first, as if worried that the pain will return if it does. KK seems content. "Seems like it worked- for now, at least. It still grows stronger from pain- just doesn't need to be constantly suffering to live."
"Don't worry, I ain't gonna do nothin' bad with 'em. Ya know I'm cursed with an endless hunger an' all that. I'm just gonna eat 'em, ta don't need ta end any." She begins to prepare, grabbing spell components for both of them to use.
Henry seems happy that it worked out, putting his blades back into their sheaths "Fabulous, it seems to be going perfectly well. That is most of my day's plans spent. Would you like to grab something to drink, go for a walk in the park?"
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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.'
He nods, shifting his bag with its guns on his back. "Yeah."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She leans down to them, giving them a one armed hug, "Ya can do anythin' ta put yer mind ta." She leads them back to the cave, putting the corpse next to the rest of the meat in the freezer.
He steps back with them, his eyes shining with his understanding of what he has to do if it tries to attack, or it fails to be without constant pain. He takes his blades from his sides, pulling up his bandana.
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.)
"Well, I hope you didn't get into any fights here, and if you did, lets hope they were friendly." He punches their shoulder softly.
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.)
Henry smiles. "Nope. Not yet. These are just old wounds."
Deception: 26
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
His smile immediately drops from his face, replaced with a blank slate, his voice becoming commanding "Who was 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.)
Harlow:
Yuri:
Donn:
Lore:
Stroth:
Scott:
The Writer:
Father Luciano:
Anson:
Alix:
Masuki:
James:
Edwin:
Allison:
Samaritan:
Eloise and Liath:
Asulee, The Fey King:
Eden and Lucibelle:
Kelipso:
The Brand:
The Herald:
Angel:
Random fact 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
(that is a lot of facts lol)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Apologies for the delay*
She nods, closing her eyes and taking a breath. A few seconds later, another tiny flickering light appears in her outstretched hand... and doesn't disappear. It's a rather dim light, but it persists nonetheless.
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
*Oh hey Wendi, welcome back. Are you feeling better?*
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?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*shore.*
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
*Happy enough to hear that, wanna rp or something?*
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.)
*yesh please.*
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
*Just to ask, do you want anyone?*
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'm sure I can- I'll try my best to, at least." She follows her mother back to the cave, seeming a little confused for a second upon seeing the corpse placed in the freezer, but not asking anything.
The Schism, after a few minutes, is animate once more. It still seems to be in some pain, though far less. The poor thing seems hesitant to move much at all at first, as if worried that the pain will return if it does. KK seems content. "Seems like it worked- for now, at least. It still grows stronger from pain- just doesn't need to be constantly suffering to live."
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)
*uuuurghggghhhh*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Don't worry, I ain't gonna do nothin' bad with 'em. Ya know I'm cursed with an endless hunger an' all that. I'm just gonna eat 'em, ta don't need ta end any." She begins to prepare, grabbing spell components for both of them to use.
Henry seems happy that it worked out, putting his blades back into their sheaths "Fabulous, it seems to be going perfectly well. That is most of my day's plans spent. Would you like to grab something to drink, go for a walk in the park?"
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.)
*Anyone will do.*
*Also, I responded to the pm.*
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
"Dunno. Some guy with a glowing revolver. Wasn't much of a challenge."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.