The skeletons don't notice as they sneak though the ruins, get a little bit of treasure along the way. Until they encounter a red orb on a pedestal. Ana stops, seeing the orb. She collapses to the ground, curling into a ball, holding the sides of her head as she looks at the orb, beginning to hyperventilate, having a panic attack, PTSD hitting her hard.
*I imagine this won't last forever, considering it would be little strong if it did.*
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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.'
*don't really, i guess you can have my victorian dudettes*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
"No, it's perfectly fine- I've managed similar pressure before." She says, dryly chuckling a bit.
It snatches the disc out of his hand, and unceremoniously lets go of them, sending the Tim-poster falling into the void of space. It then goes to investigate whatever that beeping noise is.
"Good, most of the others probably won't trust you for a bit, but it doesn't matter. You'll likely be on missions with me because I know you and me have good chemistry."
The beeping was coming from said Tim-poster, which after a few moments, growing quite distant from the ship, violently explodes, atomizing it's own remains with a glow of brilliant light. The disc, once in their possession, simply shows coordinates.
"Makes sense- We get along pretty well, and I imagine we would work well as a team." She responds. "Not entirely sure what discerning chemical properties has to do with it, but that's something I'm sure I can learn as we go." She adds, seemingly not understanding which definition of chemistry Top was using.
Helianth takes note of the coordinates, and produces a map from one of the shelves in one room of the Starshredder, plotting out exactly where those coordinates would lead.
He chuckles, not wanting to have to explain it to her so he simply nods "Yeah, what you said. Doesn't matter what I meant." He stops, "You should probably head home before your mom gets worried. Move!" Move shatters space once more, taking them back and dropping them off before space repairs itself.
The coordinates lead to what simply appears to a long expanse of empty land, land that has been empty for a very long time. How could Tim's father be somewhere where there is nothing?
Omori is scooped up and placed back at the clearing where she and Top first were, again pausing for a moment to process what happened. She then ambles off back towards the woods, faintly humming to herself as she does.
It marks the location on the map, before teleporting back through the gate to Lord's Rest Inn and heading in the direction of where Tim may be. Even if it is a trap, it's fought back against Tim's father before and won- and it's even stronger now than it was then. Either way, something is going to burn.
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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 skeletons don't notice as they sneak though the ruins, get a little bit of treasure along the way. Until they encounter a red orb on a pedestal. Ana stops, seeing the orb. She collapses to the ground, curling into a ball, holding the sides of her head as she looks at the orb, beginning to hyperventilate, having a panic attack, PTSD hitting her hard.
*I imagine this won't last forever, considering it would be little strong if it did.*
*Thanks*
Leo tries to calm her down, soothing her quietly. "Ana....breathe breathe..."
*Also, nah it wont*
Theren rushes in, locking into combat
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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.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
Omori is scooped up and placed back at the clearing where she and Top first were, again pausing for a moment to process what happened. She then ambles off back towards the woods, faintly humming to herself as she does.
It marks the location on the map, before teleporting back through the gate to Lord's Rest Inn and heading in the direction of where Tim may be. Even if it is a trap, it's fought back against Tim's father before and won- and it's even stronger now than it was then. Either way, something is going to burn.
(Want to end that there?)
The clearing seems to expand forever, until they get close enough and reveal a futuristic laboratory, sleek and polished. It's likely very trapped, and heavily defended, but Helianth likely doesn't care.
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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.'
Omori is scooped up and placed back at the clearing where she and Top first were, again pausing for a moment to process what happened. She then ambles off back towards the woods, faintly humming to herself as she does.
It marks the location on the map, before teleporting back through the gate to Lord's Rest Inn and heading in the direction of where Tim may be. Even if it is a trap, it's fought back against Tim's father before and won- and it's even stronger now than it was then. Either way, something is going to burn.
(Want to end that there?)
The clearing seems to expand forever, until they get close enough and reveal a futuristic laboratory, sleek and polished. It's likely very trapped, and heavily defended, but Helianth likely doesn't care.
*Sure, we can end there.*
It continues to approach the laboratory, a raging and writhing mass of stellar flames and desiccated plant matter that barrels its way towards the metal monolith. Once it reaches the exterior wall of the facility, it melts its way through the sleek polished metal with the heat of the sun and begins searching for Tim, using its fire spells and blazing roots to reduce any that try to stop it to ash.
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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)
Omori is scooped up and placed back at the clearing where she and Top first were, again pausing for a moment to process what happened. She then ambles off back towards the woods, faintly humming to herself as she does.
It marks the location on the map, before teleporting back through the gate to Lord's Rest Inn and heading in the direction of where Tim may be. Even if it is a trap, it's fought back against Tim's father before and won- and it's even stronger now than it was then. Either way, something is going to burn.
(Want to end that there?)
The clearing seems to expand forever, until they get close enough and reveal a futuristic laboratory, sleek and polished. It's likely very trapped, and heavily defended, but Helianth likely doesn't care.
*Sure, we can end there.*
It continues to approach the laboratory, a raging and writhing mass of stellar flames and desiccated plant matter that barrels its way towards the metal monolith. Once it reaches the exterior wall of the facility, it melts its way through the sleek polished metal with the heat of the sun and begins searching for Tim, using its fire spells and blazing roots to reduce any that try to stop it to ash.
Any security bots of the regular variety would left as virtually nothing by merely coming close to Helianth in this state.The halls are winding, but the directions to where Tim is are easily found, mainly because his cries for help can be heard in the distance. Most traps simply are destroyed as well, leaving him heading towards the main lab.
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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.'
Omori is scooped up and placed back at the clearing where she and Top first were, again pausing for a moment to process what happened. She then ambles off back towards the woods, faintly humming to herself as she does.
It marks the location on the map, before teleporting back through the gate to Lord's Rest Inn and heading in the direction of where Tim may be. Even if it is a trap, it's fought back against Tim's father before and won- and it's even stronger now than it was then. Either way, something is going to burn.
(Want to end that there?)
The clearing seems to expand forever, until they get close enough and reveal a futuristic laboratory, sleek and polished. It's likely very trapped, and heavily defended, but Helianth likely doesn't care.
*Sure, we can end there.*
It continues to approach the laboratory, a raging and writhing mass of stellar flames and desiccated plant matter that barrels its way towards the metal monolith. Once it reaches the exterior wall of the facility, it melts its way through the sleek polished metal with the heat of the sun and begins searching for Tim, using its fire spells and blazing roots to reduce any that try to stop it to ash.
Any security bots of the regular variety would left as virtually nothing by merely coming close to Helianth in this state.The halls are winding, but the directions to where Tim is are easily found, mainly because his cries for help can be heard in the distance. Most traps simply are destroyed as well, leaving him heading towards the main lab.
Helianth tears through the facility, eventually reaching the main laboratory and tearing the doors off their hinges with its roots, the metal warping out of shape from the sheer heat around it. If it sees Tim's father, and Tim isn't close to him, it throws both the doors at him before continuing to charge. If not, it tosses the doors aside and continues to look for Tim.
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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)
*Welcome back, wanna continue?*
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.)
*Sure can you grab it*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Of course I can. Here ya go.*
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.)
*don't really, i guess you can have my victorian dudettes*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
Omori is scooped up and placed back at the clearing where she and Top first were, again pausing for a moment to process what happened. She then ambles off back towards the woods, faintly humming to herself as she does.
It marks the location on the map, before teleporting back through the gate to Lord's Rest Inn and heading in the direction of where Tim may be. Even if it is a trap, it's fought back against Tim's father before and won- and it's even stronger now than it was then. Either way, something is going to burn.
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)
*Eh, it;s fine if you don't.*
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.)
*Thanks*
Leo tries to calm her down, soothing her quietly. "Ana....breathe breathe..."
*Also, nah it wont*
Theren rushes in, locking into combat
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*imboredbutidon'thavecharsnnnnnngg*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
(Want to end that there?)
The clearing seems to expand forever, until they get close enough and reveal a futuristic laboratory, sleek and polished. It's likely very trapped, and heavily defended, but Helianth likely doesn't care.
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 shivers violently, finally closing her eyes, trying to breathe but unable to keep a breath in.
Merabelle casts Hold Person on Mahito. DC 19 Wis
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 scoops her up, running with her in his arms
WIS: 18
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sure, we can end there.*
It continues to approach the laboratory, a raging and writhing mass of stellar flames and desiccated plant matter that barrels its way towards the metal monolith. Once it reaches the exterior wall of the facility, it melts its way through the sleek polished metal with the heat of the sun and begins searching for Tim, using its fire spells and blazing roots to reduce any that try to stop it to ash.
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)
They can make it out of the ruins before anyone can catch them, going back to the forge.
Fail. They are stuck for them both to beat 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.)
He tries to get her to calm down. "Ana, ana...focus on me.."
Theren just slits the curses throat, then ripping its heart out and crushing it
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Any security bots of the regular variety would left as virtually nothing by merely coming close to Helianth in this state.The halls are winding, but the directions to where Tim is are easily found, mainly because his cries for help can be heard in the distance. Most traps simply are destroyed as well, leaving him heading towards the main lab.
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 looks up to them after opening her eyes, still trembling "S-s-s-s-...Shambler..."
"It won't die, we need to trap or destroy it's soul." She says, keeping the body held in place.
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.)
"Breath darling breath..." he says, gently holding her and stroking her hair.
Theren's tattoos glow as he plunges his hand into the spirits chest, making Mahito gasp in pain
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Helianth tears through the facility, eventually reaching the main laboratory and tearing the doors off their hinges with its roots, the metal warping out of shape from the sheer heat around it. If it sees Tim's father, and Tim isn't close to him, it throws both the doors at him before continuing to charge. If not, it tosses the doors aside and continues to look for Tim.
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 tries to wipe away her tears, taking some shuttering breaths, holding onto him as tightly as she can.
She smiles cruelly at that "Killed my kids, told ya I would make ya afraid." She says, looking into theirs.
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.)
"Shhhh shhhh....its okay its okay..." he says, wiping her tears for her
The spirit gargles on his own blood as theren exorcised him.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.