*I want a monster maker. An abomination architect. A creature creator.*
*And eventually... Igor will be the monster.*
*Maybe.*
*Oh you're going to make him A Frankenstein, A monster maker who is the real monster himself.*
*He worked for the man himself. But unlike his former master, he knows how to take responsibility.*
*Will that make him a better monster maker, and not result in him being killed by his own creation in a horrible fashion? I hope so, but it would be equally entertaining if not.*
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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.'
*Sure! I don't have a lot of time, but I'd like to rp regardless! Who would you like?*
*I don't know, I'm sorry for my lack in ability to pick today. I am deeply ashamed of myself.*
*It's all good, friend. Let me see...*
Omori is wandering the forest, collecting bones for no reason other than to collect bones.
Top (A Kenku kid in a hooded black sweat jacket and shorts with superhuman speed) notices them while on a run, of course, Omori wouldn't really notice them, considering how fast they are running, barely a blur.
Upon noticing the plants being disturbed as Top runs past at unnatural speeds, she jumps back a bit, dropping a few deer bones to the ground with a clatter, before going to pick them back up.
Before she can get the chance to even reach out a hand, Top is standing in front of them, one of his hands in his jacket pocket, the other hand holding out the deer bones, his voice matching his age "You dropped these."
*Sorry about the delay, I'm back now*
She is surprised by their sudden appearance, but takes the bones from his hand, placing them in a pocket of her satchel that seemingly has many more small bones inside. "Thank you." She responds.
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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 is surprised by their sudden appearance, but takes the bones from his hand, placing them in a pocket of her satchel that seemingly has many more small bones inside. "Thank you." She responds.
*It's all good*
"Yeah yeah yeah no need to thank me. It's my fault you dropped them anyway. Name's Top, you are?" He says, beginning to run again, though running much slower than before, jumping from tree to tree all around them.
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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.'
She is surprised by their sudden appearance, but takes the bones from his hand, placing them in a pocket of her satchel that seemingly has many more small bones inside. "Thank you." She responds.
*It's all good*
"Yeah yeah yeah no need to thank me. It's my fault you dropped them anyway. Name's Top, you are?" He says, beginning to run again, though running much slower than before, jumping from tree to tree all around them.
"Omori." Omori answers, her eyes following him as he runs and jumps about. "Nice to meet ya, Top."
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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 is surprised by their sudden appearance, but takes the bones from his hand, placing them in a pocket of her satchel that seemingly has many more small bones inside. "Thank you." She responds.
*It's all good*
"Yeah yeah yeah no need to thank me. It's my fault you dropped them anyway. Name's Top, you are?" He says, beginning to run again, though running much slower than before, jumping from tree to tree all around them.
"Omori." Omori answers, her eyes following him as he runs and jumps about. "Nice to meet ya, Top."
He somersaults from tree to tree, his hands never leaving his pockets as he does so "Nice to meet you too, Omori."
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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.'
She is surprised by their sudden appearance, but takes the bones from his hand, placing them in a pocket of her satchel that seemingly has many more small bones inside. "Thank you." She responds.
*It's all good*
"Yeah yeah yeah no need to thank me. It's my fault you dropped them anyway. Name's Top, you are?" He says, beginning to run again, though running much slower than before, jumping from tree to tree all around them.
"Omori." Omori answers, her eyes following him as he runs and jumps about. "Nice to meet ya, Top."
He somersaults from tree to tree, his hands never leaving his pockets as he does so "Nice to meet you too, Omori."
"So, what brings you here?" She asks, watching his acrobatic feats with equal curiosity and amazement.
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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 is surprised by their sudden appearance, but takes the bones from his hand, placing them in a pocket of her satchel that seemingly has many more small bones inside. "Thank you." She responds.
*It's all good*
"Yeah yeah yeah no need to thank me. It's my fault you dropped them anyway. Name's Top, you are?" He says, beginning to run again, though running much slower than before, jumping from tree to tree all around them.
"Omori." Omori answers, her eyes following him as he runs and jumps about. "Nice to meet ya, Top."
He somersaults from tree to tree, his hands never leaving his pockets as he does so "Nice to meet you too, Omori."
"So, what brings you here?" She asks, watching his acrobatic feats with equal curiosity and amazement.
"One of my buddies works here and HQ said I've got to go check on him to make sure he isn't slacking off." He smiles at them as much as he can with a bird's beak.
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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.'
She is surprised by their sudden appearance, but takes the bones from his hand, placing them in a pocket of her satchel that seemingly has many more small bones inside. "Thank you." She responds.
*It's all good*
"Yeah yeah yeah no need to thank me. It's my fault you dropped them anyway. Name's Top, you are?" He says, beginning to run again, though running much slower than before, jumping from tree to tree all around them.
"Omori." Omori answers, her eyes following him as he runs and jumps about. "Nice to meet ya, Top."
He somersaults from tree to tree, his hands never leaving his pockets as he does so "Nice to meet you too, Omori."
"So, what brings you here?" She asks, watching his acrobatic feats with equal curiosity and amazement.
"One of my buddies works here and HQ said I've got to go check on him to make sure he isn't slacking off." He smiles at them as much as he can with a bird's beak.
"HQ?" She asks, having not heard the term before. "What's the work?" She adds, genuinely curious.
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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 is surprised by their sudden appearance, but takes the bones from his hand, placing them in a pocket of her satchel that seemingly has many more small bones inside. "Thank you." She responds.
*It's all good*
"Yeah yeah yeah no need to thank me. It's my fault you dropped them anyway. Name's Top, you are?" He says, beginning to run again, though running much slower than before, jumping from tree to tree all around them.
"Omori." Omori answers, her eyes following him as he runs and jumps about. "Nice to meet ya, Top."
He somersaults from tree to tree, his hands never leaving his pockets as he does so "Nice to meet you too, Omori."
"So, what brings you here?" She asks, watching his acrobatic feats with equal curiosity and amazement.
"One of my buddies works here and HQ said I've got to go check on him to make sure he isn't slacking off." He smiles at them as much as he can with a bird's beak.
"HQ?" She asks, having not heard the term before. "What's the work?" She adds, genuinely curious.
“Headquarters, and that work is technically classified unless you are Negator. You aren’t a Negator right?” He asks, curious as well.
She is surprised by their sudden appearance, but takes the bones from his hand, placing them in a pocket of her satchel that seemingly has many more small bones inside. "Thank you." She responds.
*It's all good*
"Yeah yeah yeah no need to thank me. It's my fault you dropped them anyway. Name's Top, you are?" He says, beginning to run again, though running much slower than before, jumping from tree to tree all around them.
"Omori." Omori answers, her eyes following him as he runs and jumps about. "Nice to meet ya, Top."
He somersaults from tree to tree, his hands never leaving his pockets as he does so "Nice to meet you too, Omori."
"So, what brings you here?" She asks, watching his acrobatic feats with equal curiosity and amazement.
"One of my buddies works here and HQ said I've got to go check on him to make sure he isn't slacking off." He smiles at them as much as he can with a bird's beak.
"HQ?" She asks, having not heard the term before. "What's the work?" She adds, genuinely curious.
“Headquarters, and that work is technically classified unless you are Negator. You aren’t a Negator right?” He asks, curious as well.
"No, I don't think so." She responds.
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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 is surprised by their sudden appearance, but takes the bones from his hand, placing them in a pocket of her satchel that seemingly has many more small bones inside. "Thank you." She responds.
*It's all good*
"Yeah yeah yeah no need to thank me. It's my fault you dropped them anyway. Name's Top, you are?" He says, beginning to run again, though running much slower than before, jumping from tree to tree all around them.
"Omori." Omori answers, her eyes following him as he runs and jumps about. "Nice to meet ya, Top."
He somersaults from tree to tree, his hands never leaving his pockets as he does so "Nice to meet you too, Omori."
"So, what brings you here?" She asks, watching his acrobatic feats with equal curiosity and amazement.
"One of my buddies works here and HQ said I've got to go check on him to make sure he isn't slacking off." He smiles at them as much as he can with a bird's beak.
"HQ?" She asks, having not heard the term before. "What's the work?" She adds, genuinely curious.
“Headquarters, and that work is technically classified unless you are Negator. You aren’t a Negator right?” He asks, curious as well.
"No, I don't think so." She responds.
“Do you have any… how do I put this, especially unique abilities? Like how I’m really fast?”
She is surprised by their sudden appearance, but takes the bones from his hand, placing them in a pocket of her satchel that seemingly has many more small bones inside. "Thank you." She responds.
*It's all good*
"Yeah yeah yeah no need to thank me. It's my fault you dropped them anyway. Name's Top, you are?" He says, beginning to run again, though running much slower than before, jumping from tree to tree all around them.
"Omori." Omori answers, her eyes following him as he runs and jumps about. "Nice to meet ya, Top."
He somersaults from tree to tree, his hands never leaving his pockets as he does so "Nice to meet you too, Omori."
"So, what brings you here?" She asks, watching his acrobatic feats with equal curiosity and amazement.
"One of my buddies works here and HQ said I've got to go check on him to make sure he isn't slacking off." He smiles at them as much as he can with a bird's beak.
"HQ?" She asks, having not heard the term before. "What's the work?" She adds, genuinely curious.
“Headquarters, and that work is technically classified unless you are Negator. You aren’t a Negator right?” He asks, curious as well.
"No, I don't think so." She responds.
“Do you have any… how do I put this, especially unique abilities? Like how I’m really fast?”
"Oh, you mean like this?" She asks, before stepping back into the shadow of a tree and quite literally vanishing into it. She then pokes her head out from the shadow of another tree nearby.
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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 is surprised by their sudden appearance, but takes the bones from his hand, placing them in a pocket of her satchel that seemingly has many more small bones inside. "Thank you." She responds.
*It's all good*
"Yeah yeah yeah no need to thank me. It's my fault you dropped them anyway. Name's Top, you are?" He says, beginning to run again, though running much slower than before, jumping from tree to tree all around them.
"Omori." Omori answers, her eyes following him as he runs and jumps about. "Nice to meet ya, Top."
He somersaults from tree to tree, his hands never leaving his pockets as he does so "Nice to meet you too, Omori."
"So, what brings you here?" She asks, watching his acrobatic feats with equal curiosity and amazement.
"One of my buddies works here and HQ said I've got to go check on him to make sure he isn't slacking off." He smiles at them as much as he can with a bird's beak.
"HQ?" She asks, having not heard the term before. "What's the work?" She adds, genuinely curious.
“Headquarters, and that work is technically classified unless you are Negator. You aren’t a Negator right?” He asks, curious as well.
"No, I don't think so." She responds.
“Do you have any… how do I put this, especially unique abilities? Like how I’m really fast?”
"Oh, you mean like this?" She asks, before stepping back into the shadow of a tree and quite literally vanishing into it. She then pokes her head out from the shadow of another tree nearby.
When she peeks her head out she can see that he’s stopped running, and is just looking in awe at what she did, before stepping from the tree branch he was standing on and nodding “Yeah… that counts as a Negator ability.”
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*Oh you're going to make him A Frankenstein, A monster maker who is the real monster himself.*
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 worked for the man himself. But unlike his former master, he knows how to take responsibility.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*He is twall*
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
*Will that make him a better monster maker, and not result in him being killed by his own creation in a horrible fashion? I hope so, but it would be equally entertaining if not.*
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.)
*via dolorosa*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Oh hey Jobah.*
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 need a nap..*
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
*Anybody here who wants to take the time to rp? If nobody's here, ima just go back to watching my nerd stuff.*
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.)
*Sorry about the delay, I'm back now*
She is surprised by their sudden appearance, but takes the bones from his hand, placing them in a pocket of her satchel that seemingly has many more small bones inside. "Thank you." She responds.
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)
*It's all good*
"Yeah yeah yeah no need to thank me. It's my fault you dropped them anyway. Name's Top, you are?" He says, beginning to run again, though running much slower than before, jumping from tree to tree all around them.
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.)
"Omori." Omori answers, her eyes following him as he runs and jumps about. "Nice to meet ya, Top."
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 somersaults from tree to tree, his hands never leaving his pockets as he does so "Nice to meet you too, Omori."
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, what brings you here?" She asks, watching his acrobatic feats with equal curiosity and amazement.
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 my buddies works here and HQ said I've got to go check on him to make sure he isn't slacking off." He smiles at them as much as he can with a bird's beak.
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.)
"HQ?" She asks, having not heard the term before. "What's the work?" She adds, genuinely curious.
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)
“Headquarters, and that work is technically classified unless you are Negator. You aren’t a Negator right?” He asks, curious as well.
"No, I don't think so." She responds.
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)
“Do you have any… how do I put this, especially unique abilities? Like how I’m really fast?”
"Oh, you mean like this?" She asks, before stepping back into the shadow of a tree and quite literally vanishing into it. She then pokes her head out from the shadow of another tree nearby.
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)
When she peeks her head out she can see that he’s stopped running, and is just looking in awe at what she did, before stepping from the tree branch he was standing on and nodding “Yeah… that counts as a Negator ability.”