(I wonder if my teacher will give us another lesson on Photoshop today)
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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 picks up the staff, and feels a faint connection to it- a tether of some invisible magic that binds it to her. "I think it did. I mean, it's certainly a lot more magical-looking than before." She responds, also a bit tired.
KK manages to keep afloat, and after a while longer, starts to slowly, methodically swim toward him, there still being a little distance between the two. She is absolutely beaming with joy.
"Yer the best druid ever, an' getting the train ya all the way up to now, was worth every little moment." She sits back up, "Do ya want somethin' ta eat?"
Henry is beaming just as bright, diving underneath the waves and stealthing under the water towards her, popping up behind her, pushing up against her and putting his hands over their shoulders "Guess who?"
"I'm working my way up to that point. Couldn't have done it without you." She walks over and hugs her, staying there for a few seconds. "Thank you so much, mom. For everything."
She spins around in surprise, laughing. "I was wondering where you went." She manages to say, grinning ear to ear.
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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 working my way up to that point. Couldn't have done it without you." She walks over and hugs her, staying there for a few seconds. "Thank you so much, mom. For everything."
She spins around in surprise, laughing. "I was wondering where you went." She manages to say, grinning ear to ear.
She hugs them back, looking down at the little flower in their hair for a moment, a symbol of every little moment "I would've done it all over again if I got the chance, sweetheart. No matter what."
He grins, though not as wide, giving her a kiss, wrapping his arms around them, keeping them both floating "I'm never too far where you could be?"
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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.'
The girl shakes her head, standing infront of the boy with her fists clenched.
Leo is up and moving about, his arm still in a sling
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She sits down in front of them, "I won't hurt either of you, but you can attack if you want."
She looks at them concerned "Are you okay? Feeling better now?"
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.)
The girl doesnt move, the boy peeking out from behind her.
Leo nods. "Yeah. Im fine." he grumbles, laying out a sheet of metal and picking up a hammer
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(I wonder if my teacher will give us another lesson on Photoshop today)
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
"Do ya wanna give it a throw lil guy?" She says, smiling at the boy.
"You don't... okay." She says, sitting down nearby, picking the wooden statue back up "Is he a friend of yours?"
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.)
One of his arms is completely limp and cowers behind his sister
"Yeah." he grumbles, slamming the hammer into the metal
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Her eyes shine with concern, before holding out a hand "Yer hurt!" She casts Heal on them.
"What are you making?" She walks over to see for 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.)
The boys arm moves slightly. "T-t-thank you..." he rasps
"Nothing. Just letting out some steam." he snaps, slamming the hammer into the metal
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I'm working my way up to that point. Couldn't have done it without you." She walks over and hugs her, staying there for a few seconds. "Thank you so much, mom. For everything."
She spins around in surprise, laughing. "I was wondering where you went." She manages to say, grinning ear to ear.
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 shakes her head "Both o' yall need ta get some rest, or maybe I can help, if ya'll let me."
"I suppose I'll just be going out to get some groceries then, unless you want me to stay." She says, grabbing her crossbow.
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.)
They look at eachother and move closer to her
"please stay.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She hugs them back, looking down at the little flower in their hair for a moment, a symbol of every little moment "I would've done it all over again if I got the chance, sweetheart. No matter what."
He grins, though not as wide, giving her a kiss, wrapping his arms around them, keeping them both floating "I'm never too far where you could be?"
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 touches the boy's arm, closing her eyes and saying the words for Regenerate "This won't hurt, I promise." Healing:43
She stops, sitting back down "Okay."
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.)
His arm is now back to normal. The boy and girl sit on either side of her
He throws his hammer at the wall, cursing out Theren.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks down at the both of them "Do ya two have a place ta stay? Ya can both have my bed in my cave, if ya want."
She watches with concern in her eyes, but waits for him to cool down.
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.)
They shake their heads. "We dont..." the boy whispers
Leo keeps cursing, his lands lighting on fire as he melts the metal. He eventually cools off, collapsing on the ground from exhaustion
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She holds out both of her hands to each of them, standing up "Come on."
She catches them, picking them up and taking them back to their bed. She lays down on the bed next to them, looking at them as they sleep.
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.)
They each take one of her hands
Leo is half-way conscious as he looks at her tiredly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She takes them both back to her cave, taking them both to her bed.
She looks back at them with that same little bit of insanity.
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.)
The kids let go of her hands, wandering around the cave and looking at the artwork
Leo scoots closer, hugging her and giving her a kiss on the cheek
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.