Ashi is humming to herself as she sharpens his knives, tapping her foot along to the music a local band is playing.
Mac is sitting at the bar, writing in a notebook
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“Marie, a pleasure to meet you Mavis, happy to formally meet you.” She says, shaking their hand softly with her own “You are a graveyard keeper?”
“It really does help, I would take much longer to recover without you. Seeing you also just makes my day better because you’re cute.” He stops leaning against the tree, his leg now stable.
"Happy to formally meet you as well, Marie." She replies. "I'm not the graveyard keeper, I just work for them. More of a gravedigger/apprentice."
She looks quizzically back at him, seeming more confused than anything else. "Cute?" She repeats.
“Sounds more simple than my own job, considering you don’t have to run away from your bosses.” She says, laughing a little bit, “Do you enjoy your job?”
He pops his shoulders, stretching to prepare to get back to running again “Yeah, cute. I think you’re pretty, especially that flower in your hair.” He does some hops.
"Eh, I enjoy the quiet and the pay more than the actual job." She responds, laughing a bit as well.
"Interesting. Never been called 'cute' before." She responds, before thinking of something, deep in thought for a while.
“Sounds about right, pay is nice for any job thought but that’s coming from someone who steals for a living.” She tosses a knife between her hands.
He pops his back, “I should probably report back to base, you can come along if you can manage to keep up.” He begins sprinting through the forest.
"I can understand that." She replies, her eyes following the knife as it trades hands. "Though, you may not want to steal from that graveyard. There's barely anything left, anyway."
Omori follows Top- or rather, the path Top leaves as he bolts through the forest- at a much slower, but persistent pace, knowing this part of the woods like the back of her hand.
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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)
Thorne is at the tavern bar, looking over notes in his notebook. He sips whiskey while he does, noting down those whom he has came into contact with and those he deems 'Agressive'.
Yuri is staring at the sky, lying in her back in a field. She closes her eyes and lets the moon and stars wash over her.
Ashi is humming to herself as she sharpens his knives, tapping her foot along to the music a local band is playing.
Riotan is wherever Thorne locked him up.
Eito is practicing their swordsmanship elegantly in the moonlight.
Yod is not far away, restringing his bow.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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Rag is making sure he’s still in tip top shape by testing the limit of his physical abilities, he’s currently on the lifting section. He strains under the weight of the multitude of items on his back, but never does he falter.
He notices the TV-headed construct walking around, putting up some unlit torches that smell of insect repellent. He has an apron on that reads "If God Wanted Us to Be Vegan, Why Did He Make Clowns So Delicious?"
He hums to himself, singing in a voice so quiet it's almost inaudible under hum of his CRT. "Brother I’m so scared, I need your composure; Hush now keep your voice down You’ll bring the monster over..." Then he switches to a recording, someone else singing quietly and breathlessly as something in the background knocks things over. "Brother I know you’re scared; you know i’m your clover I don’t want to go and fight... but this waiting’s so much worse..."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Marie, a pleasure to meet you Mavis, happy to formally meet you.” She says, shaking their hand softly with her own “You are a graveyard keeper?”
“It really does help, I would take much longer to recover without you. Seeing you also just makes my day better because you’re cute.” He stops leaning against the tree, his leg now stable.
"Happy to formally meet you as well, Marie." She replies. "I'm not the graveyard keeper, I just work for them. More of a gravedigger/apprentice."
She looks quizzically back at him, seeming more confused than anything else. "Cute?" She repeats.
“Sounds more simple than my own job, considering you don’t have to run away from your bosses.” She says, laughing a little bit, “Do you enjoy your job?”
He pops his shoulders, stretching to prepare to get back to running again “Yeah, cute. I think you’re pretty, especially that flower in your hair.” He does some hops.
"Eh, I enjoy the quiet and the pay more than the actual job." She responds, laughing a bit as well.
"Interesting. Never been called 'cute' before." She responds, before thinking of something, deep in thought for a while.
“Sounds about right, pay is nice for any job thought but that’s coming from someone who steals for a living.” She tosses a knife between her hands.
He pops his back, “I should probably report back to base, you can come along if you can manage to keep up.” He begins sprinting through the forest.
"I can understand that." She replies, her eyes following the knife as it trades hands. "Though, you may not want to steal from that graveyard. There's barely anything left, anyway."
Omori follows Top- or rather, the path Top leaves as he bolts through the forest- at a much slower, but persistent pace, knowing this part of the woods like the back of her hand.
“I won’t try to, I’m leaving that life behind me, mostly at least, after all, I plan on starting a family with my beloved soon, and they wouldn’t want their mother to be a criminal.”
Top does occasionally have to seemingly check a map, which gives Omori the time to catch up in increments. He arrives at a nearby clearing, sitting down next to a tree, waiting for them to catch up fully.
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Thorne is at the tavern bar, looking over notes in his notebook. He sips whiskey while he does, noting down those whom he has came into contact with and those he deems 'Agressive'.
Yuri is staring at the sky, lying in her back in a field. She closes her eyes and lets the moon and stars wash over her.
Ashi is humming to herself as she sharpens his knives, tapping her foot along to the music a local band is playing.
Riotan is wherever Thorne locked him up.
Eito is practicing their swordsmanship elegantly in the moonlight.
Yod is not far away, restringing his bow.
Thorne walks back to the Lord's Yard, walking down to the basement. "Still awake I see."
Yuri sits up and watches, a brow raises in confusion.
Ashi watches a bit, smiling.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Rag is making sure he’s still in tip top shape by testing the limit of his physical abilities, he’s currently on the lifting section. He strains under the weight of the multitude of items on his back, but never does he falter.
He notices the TV-headed construct walking around, putting up some unlit torches that smell of insect repellent. He has an apron on that reads "If God Wanted Us to Be Vegan, Why Did He Make Clowns So Delicious?"
He hums to himself, singing in a voice so quiet it's almost inaudible under hum of his CRT. "Brother I’m so scared, I need your composure; Hush now keep your voice down You’ll bring the monster over..." Then he switches to a recording, someone else singing quietly and breathlessly as something in the background knocks things over. "Brother I know you’re scared; you know i’m your clover I don’t want to go and fight... but this waiting’s so much worse..."
He looks over to them, confused by what he is hearing, so he remains silent and listens. He keeps the things on his back, to prevent them from more quickly noticing that he is listening as well as watching.
As she reattaches pieces properly, the automaton on the screen becomes more and more complete, a visual representation of her progress. "You're doing very good, friend-o! Wait. One of my tapes is missing. The one I keep to remember my friends. I don't see it..." He turns his physical head. "..." He looks down at his partially repaired body. "Well. That's... that's awful." They look up at KK. "Oh well, at least we have a fresh replacement, huh?" He makes a sighing noise. "No use complaining about it." There is a click and a bright flash of light, followed by one of the empty reels turning one frame. "There. That's nice. Now I have one friend."
She recoils a bit from the bright flash, not expecting it, before continuing to make repairs. "If I may ask, what brought you here?" She asks, not looking up from the mess of film she is carefully untangling.
"My killer dropped me off the edge of the demiplane we were on. I've wanted out for a long time, but I was never allowed to leave. Evidently I had to be dead for a bit. Never thought of that. My name is Loddy, by the way. From the Polish word for Ice Cream." They hold out their hand to shake.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
As she reattaches pieces properly, the automaton on the screen becomes more and more complete, a visual representation of her progress. "You're doing very good, friend-o! Wait. One of my tapes is missing. The one I keep to remember my friends. I don't see it..." He turns his physical head. "..." He looks down at his partially repaired body. "Well. That's... that's awful." They look up at KK. "Oh well, at least we have a fresh replacement, huh?" He makes a sighing noise. "No use complaining about it." There is a click and a bright flash of light, followed by one of the empty reels turning one frame. "There. That's nice. Now I have one friend."
She recoils a bit from the bright flash, not expecting it, before continuing to make repairs. "If I may ask, what brought you here?" She asks, not looking up from the mess of film she is carefully untangling.
"My killer dropped me off the edge of the demiplane we were on. I've wanted out for a long time, but I was never allowed to leave. Evidently I had to be dead for a bit. Never thought of that. My name is Loddy, by the way. From the Polish word for Ice Cream." They hold out their hand to shake.
KK shakes their hand with two of hers. "Nice to meet you, Loddy. My name is KK." She responds, making the last few repairs and rewinding the last bits of loose film. "...okay, I think that's everything fixed." She says to no one in particular, checking her notes to make sure she didn't miss any steps- thankfully, she didn't.
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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)
“Marie, a pleasure to meet you Mavis, happy to formally meet you.” She says, shaking their hand softly with her own “You are a graveyard keeper?”
“It really does help, I would take much longer to recover without you. Seeing you also just makes my day better because you’re cute.” He stops leaning against the tree, his leg now stable.
"Happy to formally meet you as well, Marie." She replies. "I'm not the graveyard keeper, I just work for them. More of a gravedigger/apprentice."
She looks quizzically back at him, seeming more confused than anything else. "Cute?" She repeats.
“Sounds more simple than my own job, considering you don’t have to run away from your bosses.” She says, laughing a little bit, “Do you enjoy your job?”
He pops his shoulders, stretching to prepare to get back to running again “Yeah, cute. I think you’re pretty, especially that flower in your hair.” He does some hops.
"Eh, I enjoy the quiet and the pay more than the actual job." She responds, laughing a bit as well.
"Interesting. Never been called 'cute' before." She responds, before thinking of something, deep in thought for a while.
“Sounds about right, pay is nice for any job thought but that’s coming from someone who steals for a living.” She tosses a knife between her hands.
He pops his back, “I should probably report back to base, you can come along if you can manage to keep up.” He begins sprinting through the forest.
"I can understand that." She replies, her eyes following the knife as it trades hands. "Though, you may not want to steal from that graveyard. There's barely anything left, anyway."
Omori follows Top- or rather, the path Top leaves as he bolts through the forest- at a much slower, but persistent pace, knowing this part of the woods like the back of her hand.
“I won’t try to, I’m leaving that life behind me, mostly at least, after all, I plan on starting a family with my beloved soon, and they wouldn’t want their mother to be a criminal.”
Top does occasionally have to seemingly check a map, which gives Omori the time to catch up in increments. He arrives at a nearby clearing, sitting down next to a tree, waiting for them to catch up fully.
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Mac is sitting at the bar, writing in a notebook
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Good to see you back Salem, missed you.*
"I can understand that." She replies, her eyes following the knife as it trades hands. "Though, you may not want to steal from that graveyard. There's barely anything left, anyway."
Omori follows Top- or rather, the path Top leaves as he bolts through the forest- at a much slower, but persistent pace, knowing this part of the woods like the back of her hand.
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)
Riotan is wherever Thorne locked him up.
Eito is practicing their swordsmanship elegantly in the moonlight.
Yod is not far away, restringing his bow.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*want to continue or start fresh?*
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
He notices the TV-headed construct walking around, putting up some unlit torches that smell of insect repellent. He has an apron on that reads "If God Wanted Us to Be Vegan, Why Did He Make Clowns So Delicious?"
He hums to himself, singing in a voice so quiet it's almost inaudible under hum of his CRT.
"Brother I’m so scared, I need your composure; Hush now keep your voice down
You’ll bring the monster over..."
Then he switches to a recording, someone else singing quietly and breathlessly as something in the background knocks things over.
"Brother I know you’re scared; you know i’m your clover
I don’t want to go and fight... but this waiting’s so much worse..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Ashi sneaks up behind him, intending to be a sneaky surprise.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“I won’t try to, I’m leaving that life behind me, mostly at least, after all, I plan on starting a family with my beloved soon, and they wouldn’t want their mother to be a criminal.”
Top does occasionally have to seemingly check a map, which gives Omori the time to catch up in increments. He arrives at a nearby clearing, sitting down next to a tree, waiting for them to catch up fully.
*Continuing is fine with me, but it’s up to you.*
Ashi pokes their cheek, smiling.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He continues to sing, only noticing the shadow looming when it is already too late.
*I'll find it*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Hi frens :>*
Thorne walks back to the Lord's Yard, walking down to the basement. "Still awake I see."
Yuri sits up and watches, a brow raises in confusion.
Ashi watches a bit, smiling.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She jumps on him, giggling.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He looks over to them, confused by what he is hearing, so he remains silent and listens. He keeps the things on his back, to prevent them from more quickly noticing that he is listening as well as watching.
He falls to the ground with her, smiling softly, “Oh! Hey there Ashi…”
"My killer dropped me off the edge of the demiplane we were on. I've wanted out for a long time, but I was never allowed to leave. Evidently I had to be dead for a bit. Never thought of that. My name is Loddy, by the way. From the Polish word for Ice Cream." They hold out their hand to shake.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
KK shakes their hand with two of hers. "Nice to meet you, Loddy. My name is KK." She responds, making the last few repairs and rewinding the last bits of loose film. "...okay, I think that's everything fixed." She says to no one in particular, checking her notes to make sure she didn't miss any steps- thankfully, she didn't.
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)