*I have found my way out of the deep abyss of the ocean! owo*
*-double thumbs up- Nice job!!*
*How are you doing? A fish almost ate me :<*
*I'm good. Made a bard with a tragic curse.*
*That's neat!*
*Yeep! Wanna rp at all? Its alright if not :] *
*Yeah :3*
*heres who i got :] *
Theren is in an illegal sparring ring. He is fighting a rather tough opponent, his knuckles coated in his opponent's blood.
Leo is protecting a small town where bandits are raiding. He uses ball peen hammers coated in fire as weapons.
-new character-
Walking down the market street is a young man with a guitar over his back. He wears a simple black hoodie, blue jeans, and scuffed sneakers. He has short, fluffy black hair, sharp green eyes, and lightly tanned skin.
*Meet my new bard! He has a curse attached to him that makes everyone forget him after each day, but they remember him slightly, like something out of a dream. Faint whispers of his music or smudges of what he looks like*
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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.
"Yep, that'd be me! And you're... Victor, right?" She responds, pausing for a second as she remembers his name. Her eyes look towards the knife. "You... you need that healed?" She asks, gesturing to the wound.
It is mortified at the sight, but isn't really able to do much to help him at the moment. "...I'm going to save both of you from this place." It says to him. "I'll find a way to fix this, and I'll come back to help you. Then we'll all get out of here together. I promise."
"Yep, Victor is my name." He grabs the knife "This you mean? Don't worry about it, actually. Watch this kid." He grabs the knife, pulling it around, decapitating himself. Instead of anything bad happening, his head just grows back.
His body nods slightly, weakly holding up a hand to point towards another room, the room next to that one. He tries to speak but only more blood gurgles in his mouth before the arm falls off.
She jumps back a bit at the sight, before seeing his head just regenerate from the wound. "O- Oh, okay. I just wanted to make sure you weren't... never mind. You're a part of the Roundtable, right?" She asks.
The ceaseless maw looks over to where Tony was pointing, and looks back. "Thank you. Everything's going to be okay." It says, before going to the room he pointed to, tearing the door off its hinges as though it were made of tinfoil and looking inside.
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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)
She jumps back a bit at the sight, before seeing his head just regenerate from the wound. "O- Oh, okay. I just wanted to make sure you weren't... never mind. You're a part of the Roundtable, right?" She asks.
The ceaseless maw looks over to where Tony was pointing, and looks back. "Thank you. Everything's going to be okay." It says, before going to the room he pointed to, tearing the door off its hinges as though it were made of tinfoil and looking inside.
He chuckles as his jaw grows back, "Yep, only joined a few months ago. I have Undead as my negation ability. Nothing can kill me." He says, sticking his knife into his leg because he doesn't want to hold it.
Inside is a similar scene, though only the beginning of such a horror, Tim is being taken apart. His skin has yet to be taken off, though they are unable to speak on struggle on the medical table as Tim's father prepares to work.
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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.'
She jumps back a bit at the sight, before seeing his head just regenerate from the wound. "O- Oh, okay. I just wanted to make sure you weren't... never mind. You're a part of the Roundtable, right?" She asks.
The ceaseless maw looks over to where Tony was pointing, and looks back. "Thank you. Everything's going to be okay." It says, before going to the room he pointed to, tearing the door off its hinges as though it were made of tinfoil and looking inside.
He chuckles as his jaw grows back, "Yep, only joined a few months ago. I have Undead as my negation ability. Nothing can kill me." He says, sticking his knife into his leg because he doesn't want to hold it.
Inside is a similar scene, though only the beginning of such a horror, Tim is being taken apart. His skin has yet to be taken off, though they are unable to speak on struggle on the medical table as Tim's father prepares to work.
She winces a bit at the sight of him sticking the knife in his leg, even though she knows it doesn't really hurt him. "I see- cool." She responds. "I joined rather recently too."
"Found you." The colossal sunflower rushes over to Tim's father, reaching for him with its burning roots and trying to grab him (25 to hit). If the grapple succeeds, it drags him out of the room, making sure to coil its roots around his arms to try to stop him from casting spells.
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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)
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"Best ya do." She goes out to take her match, wrapping her arms as she walks.
"You are going to make an amazing father."
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.)
*Anybody else wanna rp? It's cool if not.*
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.)
*heres who i got :] *
Theren is in an illegal sparring ring. He is fighting a rather tough opponent, his knuckles coated in his opponent's blood.
Leo is protecting a small town where bandits are raiding. He uses ball peen hammers coated in fire as weapons.
-new character-
Walking down the market street is a young man with a guitar over his back. He wears a simple black hoodie, blue jeans, and scuffed sneakers. He has short, fluffy black hair, sharp green eyes, and lightly tanned skin.
*Meet my new bard! He has a curse attached to him that makes everyone forget him after each day, but they remember him slightly, like something out of a dream. Faint whispers of his music or smudges of what he looks like*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He waits until her match is over.
"Hopefully..." he mumbles. "I really hope I am..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She jumps back a bit at the sight, before seeing his head just regenerate from the wound. "O- Oh, okay. I just wanted to make sure you weren't... never mind. You're a part of the Roundtable, right?" She asks.
The ceaseless maw looks over to where Tony was pointing, and looks back. "Thank you. Everything's going to be okay." It says, before going to the room he pointed to, tearing the door off its hinges as though it were made of tinfoil and looking inside.
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)
*Me :3*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
She comes back out, battered and bruised, blood covering her teeth as she cackles in victory.
"Believe me, with every I know about you, you will be." She gives him a kiss.
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.)
"Jesus...."
He kisses her back. "I trust you."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Rei is watching the fight rather bored
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
He chuckles as his jaw grows back, "Yep, only joined a few months ago. I have Undead as my negation ability. Nothing can kill me." He says, sticking his knife into his leg because he doesn't want to hold it.
Inside is a similar scene, though only the beginning of such a horror, Tim is being taken apart. His skin has yet to be taken off, though they are unable to speak on struggle on the medical table as Tim's father prepares to work.
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.)
Theren dodges a low blow, landing an uppercut on his opponent.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She continues to stare blankly at the fight
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*weeee.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Who would you like?*
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.)
Therens tattoos glow gold as he lands a solid hit, making a small sonic boom as the opponent slams into the bars
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 next to them "Ya should see the other guy!"
She stands up, walking over and grabbing their food, putting it in their lap.
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.)
*Are you okay Wendi?*
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.)
*why so weeee?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"What did ya do?"
Leo takes the food with a grateful smile
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She winces a bit at the sight of him sticking the knife in his leg, even though she knows it doesn't really hurt him. "I see- cool." She responds. "I joined rather recently too."
"Found you." The colossal sunflower rushes over to Tim's father, reaching for him with its burning roots and trying to grab him (25 to hit). If the grapple succeeds, it drags him out of the room, making sure to coil its roots around his arms to try to stop him from casting spells.
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)