*Alrighty, I am back once more. Would anyone like to rp, perchance?*
*I would love to rp with you if you would want to rp with me. Who do you want?*
*I don't have any particular preference for characters at the moment- I'd love any characters you want to use! Any characters of mine you want?*
*That leaves us at a standstill then, because there is no preference I have either, how about this.*
What appears to be a Hindi man with red skin, flaming feet, sharp horns, four arms, as well as a rod of gold connecting his shoulders is standing in front of a burning house. Two hands in his pockets, the others holding the back of his head as he watches it burn to the ground.
Helianth is also there, having left the Spelljammer for a while, watching the destructive blaze dance across the building's remains. It is slowly taking in light from the fire, eternally hungry as always.
The light from the fire tastes different to what he usually consumes, not quite the level of that in the stars, but certainly different from what they know. He turns over to them, tapping the ground, a mop appearing in his hand "Hey there."
The crooked flower looks over at him with a few of its flower heads, the rest continuing to eat the fire. "Hey there." It rasps in response.
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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)
The elevator slowly descends. There is a small ding as the door opens she sees a huge laboratory. Adults, a few teens, and four kids in stasis chambers. The four kids have a deer, rabbit, sheep, and harpy masks. A man with a yin and yang esqe mask and a white lab coat is at an operating table working on a machine.
"Nice to meet ya, Leo. I'm Mavis." says Mavis. "Normally, I meet people under less... well, less murder-y circumstances, but still- nice to meet you."
She shivers at the sight of the stasis chambers, walking quickly past them as she tries to get a closer look at the machine.
"i-i didnt mean to kill them..."
The machine has a skull for a head and the doctor is tinkering with it
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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.
The crooked flower looks over at him with a few of its flower heads, the rest continuing to eat the fire. "Hey there." It rasps in response.
"I'm gonna have to ask you to stop doing that, or else I'll beat your [gp]." He says with a grin, leaning on the mop, some Kanji written on it in black ink.
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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 elevator slowly descends. There is a small ding as the door opens she sees a huge laboratory. Adults, a few teens, and four kids in stasis chambers. The four kids have a deer, rabbit, sheep, and harpy masks. A man with a yin and yang esqe mask and a white lab coat is at an operating table working on a machine.
"Nice to meet ya, Leo. I'm Mavis." says Mavis. "Normally, I meet people under less... well, less murder-y circumstances, but still- nice to meet you."
She shivers at the sight of the stasis chambers, walking quickly past them as she tries to get a closer look at the machine.
"i-i didnt mean to kill them..."
The machine has a skull for a head and the doctor is tinkering with it
"I believe you." She responds, having fully dug the pit, and now climbing up out of it after having tossed her shovel up on the ledge.
"What the...?" She trails off, muttering to herself, watching with interest.
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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)
"Sleep, honey." She says, singing softly in their ear, a battle hymn she learned in war.
He nods, curling up with his back to her and slowly drifting off to sleep
Once they are asleep, she decides to go for a bath and clean herself in a hot spring, leaving a note for them on directions in case they wake up early.
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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 crooked flower looks over at him with a few of its flower heads, the rest continuing to eat the fire. "Hey there." It rasps in response.
"I'm gonna have to ask you to stop doing that, or else I'll beat your [gp]." He says with a grin, leaning on the mop, some Kanji written on it in black ink.
It does stop, taking a step back from the flames. "Would I be correct to assume this is your doing?"
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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)
The elevator slowly descends. There is a small ding as the door opens she sees a huge laboratory. Adults, a few teens, and four kids in stasis chambers. The four kids have a deer, rabbit, sheep, and harpy masks. A man with a yin and yang esqe mask and a white lab coat is at an operating table working on a machine.
"Nice to meet ya, Leo. I'm Mavis." says Mavis. "Normally, I meet people under less... well, less murder-y circumstances, but still- nice to meet you."
She shivers at the sight of the stasis chambers, walking quickly past them as she tries to get a closer look at the machine.
"i-i didnt mean to kill them..."
The machine has a skull for a head and the doctor is tinkering with it
"I believe you." She responds, having fully dug the pit, and now climbing up out of it after having tossed her shovel up on the ledge.
"What the...?" She trails off, muttering to herself, watching with interest.
He helps her throw the bodies in there.
There is a thunk from one of the stasis chambers
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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.
"Sleep, honey." She says, singing softly in their ear, a battle hymn she learned in war.
He nods, curling up with his back to her and slowly drifting off to sleep
Once they are asleep, she decides to go for a bath and clean herself in a hot spring, leaving a note for them on directions in case they wake up early.
A few hours later Leo wakes up, looking around
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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.
The crooked flower looks over at him with a few of its flower heads, the rest continuing to eat the fire. "Hey there." It rasps in response.
"I'm gonna have to ask you to stop doing that, or else I'll beat your [gp]." He says with a grin, leaning on the mop, some Kanji written on it in black ink.
It does stop, taking a step back from the flames. "Would I be correct to assume this is your doing?"
"Entirely my doing." He cracks his neck, looking at their main head, his eyes red, his pupils an X and an O.
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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.'
"Sleep, honey." She says, singing softly in their ear, a battle hymn she learned in war.
He nods, curling up with his back to her and slowly drifting off to sleep
Once they are asleep, she decides to go for a bath and clean herself in a hot spring, leaving a note for them on directions in case they wake up early.
A few hours later Leo wakes up, looking around
They would find the note next to the bed, giving directions into the woods.
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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.'
"Sleep, honey." She says, singing softly in their ear, a battle hymn she learned in war.
He nods, curling up with his back to her and slowly drifting off to sleep
Once they are asleep, she decides to go for a bath and clean herself in a hot spring, leaving a note for them on directions in case they wake up early.
A few hours later Leo wakes up, looking around
They would find the note next to the bed, giving directions into the woods.
Leo pulls on some boots, a tanktop, and jeans before following the directions
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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.
The elevator slowly descends. There is a small ding as the door opens she sees a huge laboratory. Adults, a few teens, and four kids in stasis chambers. The four kids have a deer, rabbit, sheep, and harpy masks. A man with a yin and yang esqe mask and a white lab coat is at an operating table working on a machine.
"Nice to meet ya, Leo. I'm Mavis." says Mavis. "Normally, I meet people under less... well, less murder-y circumstances, but still- nice to meet you."
She shivers at the sight of the stasis chambers, walking quickly past them as she tries to get a closer look at the machine.
"i-i didnt mean to kill them..."
The machine has a skull for a head and the doctor is tinkering with it
"I believe you." She responds, having fully dug the pit, and now climbing up out of it after having tossed her shovel up on the ledge.
"What the...?" She trails off, muttering to herself, watching with interest.
He helps her throw the bodies in there.
There is a thunk from one of the stasis chambers
After a while, all the corpses are in the pit, and she starts shoveling dirt back on top. "So, what brings you to Lord's Point?"
She jumps back with a startled shriek, whipping around to see what the sound was.
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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)
The elevator slowly descends. There is a small ding as the door opens she sees a huge laboratory. Adults, a few teens, and four kids in stasis chambers. The four kids have a deer, rabbit, sheep, and harpy masks. A man with a yin and yang esqe mask and a white lab coat is at an operating table working on a machine.
"Nice to meet ya, Leo. I'm Mavis." says Mavis. "Normally, I meet people under less... well, less murder-y circumstances, but still- nice to meet you."
She shivers at the sight of the stasis chambers, walking quickly past them as she tries to get a closer look at the machine.
"i-i didnt mean to kill them..."
The machine has a skull for a head and the doctor is tinkering with it
"I believe you." She responds, having fully dug the pit, and now climbing up out of it after having tossed her shovel up on the ledge.
"What the...?" She trails off, muttering to herself, watching with interest.
He helps her throw the bodies in there.
There is a thunk from one of the stasis chambers
After a while, all the corpses are in the pit, and she starts shoveling dirt back on top. "So, what brings you to Lord's Point?"
She jumps back with a startled shriek, whipping around to see what the sound was.
"peace and quiet."
The girl with the bunny mask has a finger to her lips. The Doctor whips around. "Whos there?" he calls
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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.
"Sleep, honey." She says, singing softly in their ear, a battle hymn she learned in war.
He nods, curling up with his back to her and slowly drifting off to sleep
Once they are asleep, she decides to go for a bath and clean herself in a hot spring, leaving a note for them on directions in case they wake up early.
A few hours later Leo wakes up, looking around
They would find the note next to the bed, giving directions into the woods.
Leo pulls on some boots, a tanktop, and jeans before following the directions
They would be led past Ana's old camp next to a river, with the pictures of Leo and his friends nailed to trees. If he keeps following the directions they would find the hot spring, Ana sitting outside of it in her tight, waterproof, workout clothes.
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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.'
"Sleep, honey." She says, singing softly in their ear, a battle hymn she learned in war.
He nods, curling up with his back to her and slowly drifting off to sleep
Once they are asleep, she decides to go for a bath and clean herself in a hot spring, leaving a note for them on directions in case they wake up early.
A few hours later Leo wakes up, looking around
They would find the note next to the bed, giving directions into the woods.
Leo pulls on some boots, a tanktop, and jeans before following the directions
They would be led past Ana's old camp next to a river, with the pictures of Leo and his friends nailed to trees. If he keeps following the directions they would find the hot spring, Ana sitting outside of it in her tight, waterproof, workout clothes.
Leo smiles. "Hey.."
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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.
The crooked flower looks over at him with a few of its flower heads, the rest continuing to eat the fire. "Hey there." It rasps in response.
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-i didnt mean to kill them..."
The machine has a skull for a head and the doctor is tinkering with it
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She sighs, relieved and kissing her back, she rubs their side with her soft hands.
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 gonna have to ask you to stop doing that, or else I'll beat your [gp]." He says with a grin, leaning on the mop, some Kanji written on it in black ink.
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 sighs, starting to fall asleep
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Sleep, honey." She says, singing softly in their ear, a battle hymn she learned in war.
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 nods, curling up with his back to her and slowly drifting off to sleep
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I believe you." She responds, having fully dug the pit, and now climbing up out of it after having tossed her shovel up on the ledge.
"What the...?" She trails off, muttering to herself, watching with interest.
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)
Once they are asleep, she decides to go for a bath and clean herself in a hot spring, leaving a note for them on directions in case they wake up early.
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.)
It does stop, taking a step back from the flames. "Would I be correct to assume this is your doing?"
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 helps her throw the bodies in there.
There is a thunk from one of the stasis chambers
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A few hours later Leo wakes up, looking around
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Entirely my doing." He cracks his neck, looking at their main head, his eyes red, his pupils an X and an O.
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 would find the note next to the bed, giving directions into the woods.
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 pulls on some boots, a tanktop, and jeans before following the directions
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
After a while, all the corpses are in the pit, and she starts shoveling dirt back on top. "So, what brings you to Lord's Point?"
She jumps back with a startled shriek, whipping around to see what the sound was.
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)
"peace and quiet."
The girl with the bunny mask has a finger to her lips. The Doctor whips around. "Whos there?" he calls
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They would be led past Ana's old camp next to a river, with the pictures of Leo and his friends nailed to trees. If he keeps following the directions they would find the hot spring, Ana sitting outside of it in her tight, waterproof, workout clothes.
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 smiles. "Hey.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks over to them, smiling at them back "My love, hello. Have you come for a soak?"
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.)