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
*its an irl problem, so there isn’t a real way for you to help, but thanks!*
(anytime my friend)
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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'm... well, I'm managing. Does he look for you often?" She asks in response, trying not to think about today.
The shadow grimaces back at him. "So that's what happened to her... good to know. In fact, I was looking to have a little with 'KK'. You wouldn't happen to know where she is, would you, Henry?"
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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
Stroth, heavily beat up and bloody, is licking her wounds while sitting out in the forest.
Sparrow is walking through the forest looking for Stroth, seeming to be very happy until he sees Stroth, running over and using his paladin power to heal her.
She hisses and thrashes her head "Kid.. that thing claiming to be my child did this.."
Sparrow raises his head to look at them “I… I believe them, honey. From what they said, ya attacked them. I ain’t sayin’ I don’t believe ya… I just…” He continues to heal her.
She whips around "THAT CREATURE DECIDED TO BRING BACK MY DEAD BOYFRIEND AND THEN BRAND TO TAUNT ME." She snarled.
He flinches, just for a moment, before continuing to heal them, refusing to make eye contact with them “Okay, honey.” He says softly, just rubbing his healing hands over their wounds.
"You don't believe me do you... Or you don't care." She pulls away from him.
He looks up, “If either of those were true I wouldn’t be yer husband. If ya think I don’t care, why would I listen?” He asks her, looking at her softly but not moving closer “I… I love ya Stroth, that’s never gonna change.”
She bristles "You believe it though.."
“I believe that we can be a family… is that so bad?” He asks her again.
"A family?.. with the thing that decided to use dead versions of my dead boyfriend and Brand in order to taunt me?..." She barks out a laugh "No way in hell, heaven, or beyond.."
His head lowers once more, nodding slowly “Okay honey, it was a foolish hope anyway.” He says, moving back to sit next to her, holding out his arms in the case she wants to hug.
*I’m not doing all that well, in a post above I had explained that I sort of had a panic attack during school, but I’m doing a bit better now. I also have a new character that I’ll hopefully enjoy playing, Calypso! How are you?*
*I'm sorry that happened. Good to hear you're doing a bit better now. I'm alright- not great, not terrible.*
*I did have one question about something, if you're okay to answer: I was wondering what happened with the pirate thread you and Gradius were working on a while ago. Was the project abandoned?*
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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 not doing all that well, in a post above I had explained that I sort of had a panic attack during school, but I’m doing a bit better now. I also have a new character that I’ll hopefully enjoy playing, Calypso! How are you?*
*I'm sorry that happened. Good to hear you're doing a bit better now. I'm alright- not great, not terrible.*
*I did have one question about something, if you're okay to answer: I was wondering what happened with the pirate thread you and Gradius were working on a while ago. Was the project abandoned?*
*about the pirate thread, I do still really want to work on it, but as far as I know, Gradius hasn’t been online in over two weeks.*
Stroth, heavily beat up and bloody, is licking her wounds while sitting out in the forest.
Sparrow is walking through the forest looking for Stroth, seeming to be very happy until he sees Stroth, running over and using his paladin power to heal her.
She hisses and thrashes her head "Kid.. that thing claiming to be my child did this.."
Sparrow raises his head to look at them “I… I believe them, honey. From what they said, ya attacked them. I ain’t sayin’ I don’t believe ya… I just…” He continues to heal her.
She whips around "THAT CREATURE DECIDED TO BRING BACK MY DEAD BOYFRIEND AND THEN BRAND TO TAUNT ME." She snarled.
He flinches, just for a moment, before continuing to heal them, refusing to make eye contact with them “Okay, honey.” He says softly, just rubbing his healing hands over their wounds.
"You don't believe me do you... Or you don't care." She pulls away from him.
He looks up, “If either of those were true I wouldn’t be yer husband. If ya think I don’t care, why would I listen?” He asks her, looking at her softly but not moving closer “I… I love ya Stroth, that’s never gonna change.”
She bristles "You believe it though.."
“I believe that we can be a family… is that so bad?” He asks her again.
"A family?.. with the thing that decided to use dead versions of my dead boyfriend and Brand in order to taunt me?..." She barks out a laugh "No way in hell, heaven, or beyond.."
His head lowers once more, nodding slowly “Okay honey, it was a foolish hope anyway.” He says, moving back to sit next to her, holding out his arms in the case she wants to hug.
She steps back ".. you can't be serious..." She laughed insanely, her eyes growing wild "You would believe that thing... You actually think it's your child.."
"I'm... well, I'm managing. Does he look for you often?" She asks in response, trying not to think about today.
The shadow grimaces back at him. "So that's what happened to her... good to know. In fact, I was looking to have a little with 'KK'. You wouldn't happen to know where she is, would you, Henry?"
“I’m sorry about everything you’re going through. He does look for me a lot, but I have been able to miss them.”
“If I did, tell me, would I be here talking to you instead of with her?” He asks curiously, walking past them and grabbing the knife from the tree “Who are you? I have sensed the power that you have within, and it is enamoring I must admit, but it is something I will not be taken by.”
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
Stroth, heavily beat up and bloody, is licking her wounds while sitting out in the forest.
Sparrow is walking through the forest looking for Stroth, seeming to be very happy until he sees Stroth, running over and using his paladin power to heal her.
She hisses and thrashes her head "Kid.. that thing claiming to be my child did this.."
Sparrow raises his head to look at them “I… I believe them, honey. From what they said, ya attacked them. I ain’t sayin’ I don’t believe ya… I just…” He continues to heal her.
She whips around "THAT CREATURE DECIDED TO BRING BACK MY DEAD BOYFRIEND AND THEN BRAND TO TAUNT ME." She snarled.
He flinches, just for a moment, before continuing to heal them, refusing to make eye contact with them “Okay, honey.” He says softly, just rubbing his healing hands over their wounds.
"You don't believe me do you... Or you don't care." She pulls away from him.
He looks up, “If either of those were true I wouldn’t be yer husband. If ya think I don’t care, why would I listen?” He asks her, looking at her softly but not moving closer “I… I love ya Stroth, that’s never gonna change.”
She bristles "You believe it though.."
“I believe that we can be a family… is that so bad?” He asks her again.
"A family?.. with the thing that decided to use dead versions of my dead boyfriend and Brand in order to taunt me?..." She barks out a laugh "No way in hell, heaven, or beyond.."
His head lowers once more, nodding slowly “Okay honey, it was a foolish hope anyway.” He says, moving back to sit next to her, holding out his arms in the case she wants to hug.
She steps back ".. you can't be serious..." She laughed insanely, her eyes growing wild "You would believe that thing... You actually think it's your child.."
He nods slowly “I do, an’ if it ain’t, ya know I was never that smart.” He shrugs, looking at them “I’m sorry if I disappoint you. I am not goin’ to pretend I didn’t talk with ‘em. I… I’m sorry.”
"I'm... well, I'm managing. Does he look for you often?" She asks in response, trying not to think about today.
The shadow grimaces back at him. "So that's what happened to her... good to know. In fact, I was looking to have a little with 'KK'. You wouldn't happen to know where she is, would you, Henry?"
“I’m sorry about everything you’re going through. He does look for me a lot, but I have been able to miss them.”
“If I did, tell me, would I be here talking to you instead of with her?” He asks curiously, walking past them and grabbing the knife from the tree “Who are you? I have sensed the power that you have within, and it is enamoring I must admit, but it is something I will not be taken by.”
"It's okay- none of that is your fault." She starts. "That's good. Wait, he's not around here now, is he?"
The apparition's faceless void splits open into a jagged grin. "I am the ghost of a ghost- a shadow of an echo long since removed from its origin by distance and time. Though, for simplicity's sake and ease of conversation, you may call me the Seer."
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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
Valentine has deconstructed his factory, returning it to a village filled with people who seem to be unaware of what they were turned into less than an hour ago.
In the main body of the town at Lord's Point, he sits at the fountain, dressed in much more normal clothes. His leg bounces as he rubs his head, thinking deeply.
"I'm... well, I'm managing. Does he look for you often?" She asks in response, trying not to think about today.
The shadow grimaces back at him. "So that's what happened to her... good to know. In fact, I was looking to have a little with 'KK'. You wouldn't happen to know where she is, would you, Henry?"
“I’m sorry about everything you’re going through. He does look for me a lot, but I have been able to miss them.”
“If I did, tell me, would I be here talking to you instead of with her?” He asks curiously, walking past them and grabbing the knife from the tree “Who are you? I have sensed the power that you have within, and it is enamoring I must admit, but it is something I will not be taken by.”
"It's okay- none of that is your fault." She starts. "That's good. Wait, he's not around here now, is he?"
The apparition's faceless void splits open into a jagged grin. "I am the ghost of a ghost- a shadow of an echo long since removed from its origin by distance and time. Though, for simplicity's sake and ease of conversation, you may call me the Seer."
He shakes his head again “They aren’t here right now, it’s okay, everything is okay, I think…” He seems a little unsure of himself.
He looks at their grin before putting his blade away “You don’t have to be this way. I will not follow you, and more likely I will never speak to you again. If I do, than it will not be to serve you, let’s hope I don’t see you around, goodbye Seer.” He begins walking.
A cloaked woman walks into the tavern. Keeping her face in shadow, she hurriedly makes her way to the corner of the tavern, sitting alone at a table. She has dark skin, long, braided hair, gray-green eyes, and many beaded bracelets of all sorts of colors. She wears thin, light clothes, a dress obviously meant for much, much warmer weather, and she’s barefoot. she just looks… panicked, confused, and just a little bit excited.
*not too good, but getting better. You?(*
(how can I help?)
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
*its an irl problem, so there isn’t a real way for you to help, but thanks!*
(anytime my friend)
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
*Cut*
"I'm... well, I'm managing. Does he look for you often?" She asks in response, trying not to think about today.
The shadow grimaces back at him. "So that's what happened to her... good to know. In fact, I was looking to have a little with 'KK'. You wouldn't happen to know where she is, would you, Henry?"
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
His head lowers once more, nodding slowly “Okay honey, it was a foolish hope anyway.” He says, moving back to sit next to her, holding out his arms in the case she wants to hug.
*I'm sorry that happened. Good to hear you're doing a bit better now. I'm alright- not great, not terrible.*
*I did have one question about something, if you're okay to answer: I was wondering what happened with the pirate thread you and Gradius were working on a while ago. Was the project abandoned?*
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)
*about the pirate thread, I do still really want to work on it, but as far as I know, Gradius hasn’t been online in over two weeks.*
She steps back ".. you can't be serious..." She laughed insanely, her eyes growing wild "You would believe that thing... You actually think it's your child.."
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 sorry about everything you’re going through. He does look for me a lot, but I have been able to miss them.”
“If I did, tell me, would I be here talking to you instead of with her?” He asks curiously, walking past them and grabbing the knife from the tree “Who are you? I have sensed the power that you have within, and it is enamoring I must admit, but it is something I will not be taken by.”
(hi wendi)
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
He nods slowly “I do, an’ if it ain’t, ya know I was never that smart.” He shrugs, looking at them “I’m sorry if I disappoint you. I am not goin’ to pretend I didn’t talk with ‘em. I… I’m sorry.”
"It's okay- none of that is your fault." She starts. "That's good. Wait, he's not around here now, is he?"
The apparition's faceless void splits open into a jagged grin. "I am the ghost of a ghost- a shadow of an echo long since removed from its origin by distance and time. Though, for simplicity's sake and ease of conversation, you may call me the Seer."
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)
(you want to rp 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
Valentine has deconstructed his factory, returning it to a village filled with people who seem to be unaware of what they were turned into less than an hour ago.
In the main body of the town at Lord's Point, he sits at the fountain, dressed in much more normal clothes. His leg bounces as he rubs his head, thinking deeply.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He shakes his head again “They aren’t here right now, it’s okay, everything is okay, I think…” He seems a little unsure of himself.
He looks at their grin before putting his blade away “You don’t have to be this way. I will not follow you, and more likely I will never speak to you again. If I do, than it will not be to serve you, let’s hope I don’t see you around, goodbye Seer.” He begins walking.
*what you leave behind, you find in front of you.*
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 cloaked woman walks into the tavern. Keeping her face in shadow, she hurriedly makes her way to the corner of the tavern, sitting alone at a table. She has dark skin, long, braided hair, gray-green eyes, and many beaded bracelets of all sorts of colors. She wears thin, light clothes, a dress obviously meant for much, much warmer weather, and she’s barefoot. she just looks… panicked, confused, and just a little bit excited.
*(GP), its her again, huh?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels