*Gooooooood morning, my lovely fellow creators of marvelous fiction!*
Omori is continuing to practice magic using her new druid's staff, which is helping her focus her magic somewhat.
Mavis is at the library at Lord's Point, looking through a book about the Feywild and Shadowfell.
She hears a chirp behind her
She looks over at the bird, smiling warmly. "Hello again!" She chirps in response.
It nods to her and flies to her staff, perching on it
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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
*Gooooooood morning, my lovely fellow creators of marvelous fiction!*
Mavis is at the library at Lord's Point, looking through a book about the Feywild and Shadowfell.
*Good morning my favorite Yvonne, would you like to rp on Smorg too?*
Darius walks into the library, bumping into them by accident. He apologizes, but they would notice where they were bumped, their clothes is now stone, not a lot, but still there.
*I would love to! Would you want to continue with HC and Sarah, or another combination of characters?*
She apologizes as well, before noticing the petrification around the sleeve of their jacket. "What the...?" She mutters, trailing off as she looks at the pieces of stone.
*We could do both if you would want to, I don't have a preference, or at least much of one.*
He looks back as he walks away, looking down to his hands before saying "Sorry about that, my fault. Effect of my time in the Feywild, my touch turns things to stone."
*I'd love to do both! I'll type up the prompt now. On another note, how are you today?*
*Take your time, I am going quite well today, and how are you doing?*
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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.'
“Ah, you just gotta keep looking, keep trying, and keep being yourself.”
“No problem.”
"Easy for someone as handsome as you to say." He leans back in his chair "But I'll give it a shot."
"How have you been?"
“Pffft. You have to have very specific tastes to go for someone like me. I mean, I could take a different form, but then the whole thing’s just disingenuous, isn’t it?”
“A little bit better every day.”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
“Pffft. You have to have very specific tastes to go for someone like me. I mean, I could take a different form, but then the whole thing’s just disingenuous, isn’t it?”
“A little bit better every day.”
"Less specific than you would think." He chuckles again "Eh, being alone isn't too bad, but I'll keep trying, I'll get it eventually." He goes back to trying to make pots.
"That's incredible to hear, what's making it better?"
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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.'
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
*Gooooooood morning, my lovely fellow creators of marvelous fiction!*
Mavis is at the library at Lord's Point, looking through a book about the Feywild and Shadowfell.
*Good morning my favorite Yvonne, would you like to rp on Smorg too?*
Darius walks into the library, bumping into them by accident. He apologizes, but they would notice where they were bumped, their clothes is now stone, not a lot, but still there.
*I would love to! Would you want to continue with HC and Sarah, or another combination of characters?*
She apologizes as well, before noticing the petrification around the sleeve of their jacket. "What the...?" She mutters, trailing off as she looks at the pieces of stone.
*We could do both if you would want to, I don't have a preference, or at least much of one.*
He looks back as he walks away, looking down to his hands before saying "Sorry about that, my fault. Effect of my time in the Feywild, my touch turns things to stone."
*I'd love to do both! I'll type up the prompt now. On another note, how are you today?*
*Take your time, I am going quite well today, and how are you doing?*
*I'm doing rather well as well! Sorry I forgot the response from before- here it is now.*
She seems more curious than anything. "Oh, no, it's all good- I have other jackets." She starts with a chuckle. "The Feywild, you say? Interesting. I was actually reading about that." She adds, gesturing to the book.
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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 shrinks into the corner more.
1005 follows behind them, leading them the right way
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hey guys, Im gonna go for a bit. I am having a headache and can't foucs.*
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
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
*Take your time, I am going quite well today, and how are you doing?*
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.)
*Take care of yourself Wendi, we are secondary to your health.*
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.)
“Anyway…” He goes back to pondering the skull.
*maybe we should just redo the scene or start a new one?*
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.
"Easy for someone as handsome as you to say." He leans back in his chair "But I'll give it a shot."
"How have you been?"
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.)
*all good. Stay safe*
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Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Theren ponders with him
*Want to have Yod follow them?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Leo. Honey. Sit down." She says, more an order than a request.
She makes sure to check if there are any other rooms the kids could be in.
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.)
“Pffft. You have to have very specific tastes to go for someone like me. I mean, I could take a different form, but then the whole thing’s just disingenuous, isn’t it?”
“A little bit better every day.”
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Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
He sits on the couch, far away from her
The experiment stops her, forcing her to the exit
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Less specific than you would think." He chuckles again "Eh, being alone isn't too bad, but I'll keep trying, I'll get it eventually." He goes back to trying to make pots.
"That's incredible to hear, what's making it 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.)
(hey Theren)
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 lets them, though it does seem to hurt her a bit "Why are you so scared?"
She looks to the experiment "How 'bout ya stop that? I won't break ya apart if ya do."
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 looks at the knife in her hands
"E-e-exit only."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She nods, handing them the knife, looking at them softly "Better?"
She nods, going back to the exit after patting their skull 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.)
*I'm doing rather well as well! Sorry I forgot the response from before- here it is now.*
She seems more curious than anything. "Oh, no, it's all good- I have other jackets." She starts with a chuckle. "The Feywild, you say? Interesting. I was actually reading about that." She adds, gesturing to the book.
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)
His hands shake, so he doesn't take the knife. "S-s-sorry I l-lied.."
1005 looks confused, whispering one word that she barely hears as she leaves. "...mom..?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She watches the bird as it does so. "How has Isaac been?" She asks.
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)