Leo blinks and takes off the necklace to examine it more closely.
*I mean yeah, this is a Monika type situation. She probably won't kill all of Leo's friends though. Probably.*
It is just that, a necklace as far as he can tell, just a gift made with nothing but good intentions.
*oh lord. Well...uh...crap*
Leo slowly puts it back on. He gets out of bed, putting his arm into a homemade sling as he examines his workshop for anything suspicious. (rolling with adv cause he knows this place rather well)
Perception: 26
*I hope things don't end up that way, it would be fun though.*
He can't find anything in the workshop, no secret cameras, no nothing. It seems that she wouldn't go far enough to invade their privacy in that way, willing to watch them, but only with their eyes.
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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.'
Leo blinks and takes off the necklace to examine it more closely.
*I mean yeah, this is a Monika type situation. She probably won't kill all of Leo's friends though. Probably.*
It is just that, a necklace as far as he can tell, just a gift made with nothing but good intentions.
*oh lord. Well...uh...crap*
Leo slowly puts it back on. He gets out of bed, putting his arm into a homemade sling as he examines his workshop for anything suspicious. (rolling with adv cause he knows this place rather well)
Perception: 26
*I hope things don't end up that way, it would be fun though.*
He can't find anything in the workshop, no secret cameras, no nothing. It seems that she wouldn't go far enough to invade their privacy in that way, willing to watch them, but only with their eyes.
*Yeah, hopefully not*
Leo sighs a bit, stumbiling back to bed. He trips over his own feet a few times, making him stagger
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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.
Leo blinks and takes off the necklace to examine it more closely.
*I mean yeah, this is a Monika type situation. She probably won't kill all of Leo's friends though. Probably.*
It is just that, a necklace as far as he can tell, just a gift made with nothing but good intentions.
*oh lord. Well...uh...crap*
Leo slowly puts it back on. He gets out of bed, putting his arm into a homemade sling as he examines his workshop for anything suspicious. (rolling with adv cause he knows this place rather well)
Perception: 26
*I hope things don't end up that way, it would be fun though.*
He can't find anything in the workshop, no secret cameras, no nothing. It seems that she wouldn't go far enough to invade their privacy in that way, willing to watch them, but only with their eyes.
*Yeah, hopefully not*
Leo sighs a bit, stumbiling back to bed. He trips over his own feet a few times, making him stagger
The necklace pulsates to the beat of their own heart, seeming to be healing their arm while it's in the sling, ever so slowly. After a while, Ana comes back, her hands and crossbow drenched in blood.
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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.'
Leo blinks and takes off the necklace to examine it more closely.
*I mean yeah, this is a Monika type situation. She probably won't kill all of Leo's friends though. Probably.*
It is just that, a necklace as far as he can tell, just a gift made with nothing but good intentions.
*oh lord. Well...uh...crap*
Leo slowly puts it back on. He gets out of bed, putting his arm into a homemade sling as he examines his workshop for anything suspicious. (rolling with adv cause he knows this place rather well)
Perception: 26
*I hope things don't end up that way, it would be fun though.*
He can't find anything in the workshop, no secret cameras, no nothing. It seems that she wouldn't go far enough to invade their privacy in that way, willing to watch them, but only with their eyes.
*Yeah, hopefully not*
Leo sighs a bit, stumbiling back to bed. He trips over his own feet a few times, making him stagger
The necklace pulsates to the beat of their own heart, seeming to be healing their arm while it's in the sling, ever so slowly. After a while, Ana comes back, her hands and crossbow drenched in blood.
Leo sees all the blood but pretends not to, keeping his mouth shut and pretending to be asleep.
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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.
Leo sees all the blood but pretends not to, keeping his mouth shut and pretending to be asleep.
She cleans her hands, walking over to them, moving their hair from their face and smiling down at them. (Perception:13) Roll deception.
Deception: 18
Leo tries to keep his breathing even
She isn't able to notice they are awake, beginning to clean their crossbow "I do love you Leo, I just can't say it yet." She whispers to herself.
Leo keeps his breathing even and his eyes shut, still pretending to be asleep
Ana decides to make something for them when they wake, carving something for them with her knife.
A few minutes later Leo "wakes up" looking around blearily.
She looks up to them, smiling softly at them. When they look into her eyes, what he thought was regular love was insanity, a loving insanity, but insanity nonetheless. She puts down what she was carving, a wooden statue of Leo, proportionally accurate.
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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 sits in the circle as well, using the end of the staff to help draw part of it, thinking of something. "How would it work if I granted access to use the staff to someone I initially didn't? Would I need to make a new revised circle, or is there some smaller ritual for making edits to attunement conditions?" She asks with genuine curiosity.
She follows him, taking off her own pairs of sunglasses, before walking into the water herself without any hesitation, seemingly not reacting to the cold either.
"You won't have ta go through the entire ritual over again, it'll be just a lil bit of meditatin' ta change things, usually takes an hour, maybe a lil bit more." She says, reassuring them as she holds out a hand to them, beginning to channel their power into the circle.
He breaks his hand free from theirs, beginning to move through the water in broad strokes, looking like he hasn't had anything like this moment, and he's loving every little bit of it.
She takes the hand, holding the staff in her other hand, and focusing what magic she can into the circle. Merabelle can notice that she's using an amount of magic that, when she just started, would have completely exhausted her reserves of arcane energy- it still seems to be difficult for her to maintain, but she's not at risk of collapsing like before.
She sticks close to him, swimming with somewhat awkward strokes that still manage to keep her from sinking, albeit in a less elegant fashion than what Henry is doing. "I'm fine- just kinda rusty, is all. Last time I went swimming, I only had two arms." She says, chuckling a bit to herself.
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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)
Leo sees all the blood but pretends not to, keeping his mouth shut and pretending to be asleep.
She cleans her hands, walking over to them, moving their hair from their face and smiling down at them. (Perception:13) Roll deception.
Deception: 18
Leo tries to keep his breathing even
She isn't able to notice they are awake, beginning to clean their crossbow "I do love you Leo, I just can't say it yet." She whispers to herself.
Leo keeps his breathing even and his eyes shut, still pretending to be asleep
Ana decides to make something for them when they wake, carving something for them with her knife.
A few minutes later Leo "wakes up" looking around blearily.
She looks up to them, smiling softly at them. When they look into her eyes, what he thought was regular love was insanity, a loving insanity, but insanity nonetheless. She puts down what she was carving, a wooden statue of Leo, proportionally accurate.
Leo smiles back at them. "mor-" hes cut off by a knock at the door.
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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.
She sits in the circle as well, using the end of the staff to help draw part of it, thinking of something. "How would it work if I granted access to use the staff to someone I initially didn't? Would I need to make a new revised circle, or is there some smaller ritual for making edits to attunement conditions?" She asks with genuine curiosity.
She follows him, taking off her own pairs of sunglasses, before walking into the water herself without any hesitation, seemingly not reacting to the cold either.
"You won't have ta go through the entire ritual over again, it'll be just a lil bit of meditatin' ta change things, usually takes an hour, maybe a lil bit more." She says, reassuring them as she holds out a hand to them, beginning to channel their power into the circle.
He breaks his hand free from theirs, beginning to move through the water in broad strokes, looking like he hasn't had anything like this moment, and he's loving every little bit of it.
She takes the hand, holding the staff in her other hand, and focusing what magic she can into the circle. Merabelle can notice that she's using an amount of magic that, when she just started, would have completely exhausted her reserves of arcane energy- it still seems to be difficult for her to maintain, but she's not at risk of collapsing like before.
She sticks close to him, swimming with somewhat awkward strokes that still manage to keep her from sinking, albeit in a less elegant fashion than what Henry is doing. "I'm fine- just kinda rusty, is all. Last time I went swimming, I only had two arms." She says, chuckling a bit to herself.
She provides just enough support for them not to collapse under the pressure, leading them through magical power, leading it into the staff. She certainly does notice, and is proud of how much she has grown, it's amazing.
He swims over, taking two of their hands using his feet alone to maintain above the water. He smiles softly at them, chuckling a bit with them "Would you like some help? All you have to do is be confident in yourself. Move like you control everything, like it's all yours, think of it as home."
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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.'
*Yippee!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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
*They call him the Boiled One despite the fact that he is obviously grilled*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*:Q*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
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 hope things don't end up that way, it would be fun though.*
He can't find anything in the workshop, no secret cameras, no nothing. It seems that she wouldn't go far enough to invade their privacy in that way, willing to watch them, but only with their eyes.
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.)
*Yeah, hopefully not*
Leo sighs a bit, stumbiling back to bed. He trips over his own feet a few times, making him stagger
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The necklace pulsates to the beat of their own heart, seeming to be healing their arm while it's in the sling, ever so slowly. After a while, Ana comes back, her hands and crossbow drenched in blood.
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.)
Leo sees all the blood but pretends not to, keeping his mouth shut and pretending to be asleep.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She cleans her hands, walking over to them, moving their hair from their face and smiling down at them. (Perception:9) Roll deception.
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.)
Deception: 15
Leo tries to keep his breathing even
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She isn't able to notice they are awake, beginning to clean their crossbow "I do love you Leo, I just can't say it yet." She whispers to herself.
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.)
Leo keeps his breathing even and his eyes shut, still pretending to be asleep
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ana decides to make something for them when they wake, carving something for them with her knife.
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.)
A few minutes later Leo "wakes up" looking around blearily.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks up to them, smiling softly at them. When they look into her eyes, what he thought was regular love was insanity, a loving insanity, but insanity nonetheless. She puts down what she was carving, a wooden statue of Leo, proportionally accurate.
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.)
She takes the hand, holding the staff in her other hand, and focusing what magic she can into the circle. Merabelle can notice that she's using an amount of magic that, when she just started, would have completely exhausted her reserves of arcane energy- it still seems to be difficult for her to maintain, but she's not at risk of collapsing like before.
She sticks close to him, swimming with somewhat awkward strokes that still manage to keep her from sinking, albeit in a less elegant fashion than what Henry is doing. "I'm fine- just kinda rusty, is all. Last time I went swimming, I only had two arms." She says, chuckling a bit to herself.
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)
Leo smiles back at them. "mor-" hes cut off by a knock at the door.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She provides just enough support for them not to collapse under the pressure, leading them through magical power, leading it into the staff. She certainly does notice, and is proud of how much she has grown, it's amazing.
He swims over, taking two of their hands using his feet alone to maintain above the water. He smiles softly at them, chuckling a bit with them "Would you like some help? All you have to do is be confident in yourself. Move like you control everything, like it's all yours, think of it as home."
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.)
She stands up, walking to the door "I'll get it, you keep resting." She opens the door.
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.)