*okay if you could meet anyone in real life from the people who use lord's Rest Inn who would you meet I would probably go with Jester honestly*
*Wendigo. I've always wanted to meet him in person. At the same time, Jester, Yvonne, and Dark are all some of my best friends, and I love them very much. But Wendigo and I are pretty open with each other, and I value others' privacy. I don't think it would be respectful to just walk up to any of them, in public or in private, and talk to them without warning.*
*Plus, I'm not exactly good-looking due to my weight and lack of style sense, and I'd get kind of embarrassed in front of just about anyone, so it might as well be someone I've embarrassed myself in front of many times already.*
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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.
He reaches out and gently touches one of the flowers, feeling its petals and spokes. He seems to be at a loss for words, but after a bit of struggling, he chooses to sing instead.
"You grew up just like Holy Mary, Helianthus, Helianth my dear... Your beauty never ever scared me, Helianthus, you've nothing to fear..."
He hugs the flower gently, not touching the void sphere within.
The flower feels warm, its warped metal and pulsating flesh and dry twisted stem warmed by the energy of captive stars. It doesn't say anything, just staying in Felix's embrace, happy he's here.
He rubs his cheek against it. After a minute, he asks a genuine question. It sounds so innocent in the face of the grand horror in front of him, and he knows that, but the answer is important, and even the simplest questions can be worth asking.
One might think he was asking why the sky was blue, or why the sun sets for all the curiosity, for all the wonder in his voice. But there's a hint of sadness, as though he feared for what the answer may be. And yet still there is an almost prayerful, whispering tone, filled with love and borderline worship of the Elder Evil in front of him, above him, all around him.
"Does this form make you happy, Helianth?"
It is silent for a while, thinking. And then it decides its answer.
"Yes. Aside from being stuck here- for now, at least... it's simply sublime."
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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)
He rubs his cheek against it. After a minute, he asks a genuine question. It sounds so innocent in the face of the grand horror in front of him, and he knows that, but the answer is important, and even the simplest questions can be worth asking.
One might think he was asking why the sky was blue, or why the sun sets for all the curiosity, for all the wonder in his voice. But there's a hint of sadness, as though he feared for what the answer may be. And yet still there is an almost prayerful, whispering tone, filled with love and borderline worship of the Elder Evil in front of him, above him, all around him.
"Does this form make you happy, Helianth?"
It is silent for a while, thinking. And then it decides its answer.
"Yes. Aside from being stuck here- for now, at least... it's simply sublime."
He sighs in relief and cuddles a bit closer. "I love you, Helianth. I'm so glad you're happy."
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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.
He takes a moment before nodding, standing up as the cracks suddenly stop, his flesh now pulsating slightly as the flesh underneath is less constrained by the hard exoskeleton “Okay… and you’re okay… I’m happy.” He says, looking up to them.
"...Good. I'm glad you're happy." It responds, trying to move over to him but being stopped by the tendrils rooted into the chamber walls and floor.
Tim notices and instead walks over to them, putting their hands to the walls, giving the closest thing to a hug they possibly can “Will you be able to come visit anymore?”
"...Hopefully so. Ideally, this won't be a permanent situation. I didn't think becoming a god would have side effects like this." It dryly chuckles a bit, looking around as much as it can.
It laughs along with them a little, “You’re going to be an awesome god, everyone is going to love you, you’re so awesome.” He says, slightly delusionally really, with that childish optimism.
It laughs a bit more, the stars outside the window visibly fading in utter terror of what it has become. "We're going to be the most wonderful gods there ever was!" It says with equal joy and madness.
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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)
He takes a moment before nodding, standing up as the cracks suddenly stop, his flesh now pulsating slightly as the flesh underneath is less constrained by the hard exoskeleton “Okay… and you’re okay… I’m happy.” He says, looking up to them.
"...Good. I'm glad you're happy." It responds, trying to move over to him but being stopped by the tendrils rooted into the chamber walls and floor.
Tim notices and instead walks over to them, putting their hands to the walls, giving the closest thing to a hug they possibly can “Will you be able to come visit anymore?”
"...Hopefully so. Ideally, this won't be a permanent situation. I didn't think becoming a god would have side effects like this." It dryly chuckles a bit, looking around as much as it can.
It laughs along with them a little, “You’re going to be an awesome god, everyone is going to love you, you’re so awesome.” He says, slightly delusionally really, with that childish optimism.
It laughs a bit more, the stars outside the window visibly fading in utter terror of what it has become. "We're going to be the most wonderful gods there ever was!" It says with equal joy and madness.
He almost goes to agree before turning to them with curious eyes, tilting his head as he looks up to them “Did you say we? I’m not a… god… are you going to make me a god?” He asks, his eyes shining with wonder at the thought.
He rubs his cheek against it. After a minute, he asks a genuine question. It sounds so innocent in the face of the grand horror in front of him, and he knows that, but the answer is important, and even the simplest questions can be worth asking.
One might think he was asking why the sky was blue, or why the sun sets for all the curiosity, for all the wonder in his voice. But there's a hint of sadness, as though he feared for what the answer may be. And yet still there is an almost prayerful, whispering tone, filled with love and borderline worship of the Elder Evil in front of him, above him, all around him.
"Does this form make you happy, Helianth?"
It is silent for a while, thinking. And then it decides its answer.
"Yes. Aside from being stuck here- for now, at least... it's simply sublime."
He sighs in relief and cuddles a bit closer. "I love you, Helianth. I'm so glad you're happy."
"I love you too, Felix." It responds, trying to move some of its roots to hold him, but not being able to.
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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)
*in the new 2v8 for dead by daylight I somehow have migrated to The Legion despite them being the most horrible killers because it allows me to go zooooooom*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*in the new 2v8 for dead by daylight I somehow have migrated to The Legion despite them being the most horrible killers because it allows me to go zooooooom*
*going fast in games is fun*
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fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
*in the new 2v8 for dead by daylight I somehow have migrated to The Legion despite them being the most horrible killers because it allows me to go zooooooom*
*going fast in games is fun*
*Speedy killer go brrrrrr*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He takes a moment before nodding, standing up as the cracks suddenly stop, his flesh now pulsating slightly as the flesh underneath is less constrained by the hard exoskeleton “Okay… and you’re okay… I’m happy.” He says, looking up to them.
"...Good. I'm glad you're happy." It responds, trying to move over to him but being stopped by the tendrils rooted into the chamber walls and floor.
Tim notices and instead walks over to them, putting their hands to the walls, giving the closest thing to a hug they possibly can “Will you be able to come visit anymore?”
"...Hopefully so. Ideally, this won't be a permanent situation. I didn't think becoming a god would have side effects like this." It dryly chuckles a bit, looking around as much as it can.
It laughs along with them a little, “You’re going to be an awesome god, everyone is going to love you, you’re so awesome.” He says, slightly delusionally really, with that childish optimism.
It laughs a bit more, the stars outside the window visibly fading in utter terror of what it has become. "We're going to be the most wonderful gods there ever was!" It says with equal joy and madness.
He almost goes to agree before turning to them with curious eyes, tilting his head as he looks up to them “Did you say we? I’m not a… god… are you going to make me a god?” He asks, his eyes shining with wonder at the thought.
"Of course!" It cheerfully answers. "We'll just need another star or two, and you'll be able to be a god as well. If they want, Tony could be a god too."
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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)
He takes a moment before nodding, standing up as the cracks suddenly stop, his flesh now pulsating slightly as the flesh underneath is less constrained by the hard exoskeleton “Okay… and you’re okay… I’m happy.” He says, looking up to them.
"...Good. I'm glad you're happy." It responds, trying to move over to him but being stopped by the tendrils rooted into the chamber walls and floor.
Tim notices and instead walks over to them, putting their hands to the walls, giving the closest thing to a hug they possibly can “Will you be able to come visit anymore?”
"...Hopefully so. Ideally, this won't be a permanent situation. I didn't think becoming a god would have side effects like this." It dryly chuckles a bit, looking around as much as it can.
It laughs along with them a little, “You’re going to be an awesome god, everyone is going to love you, you’re so awesome.” He says, slightly delusionally really, with that childish optimism.
It laughs a bit more, the stars outside the window visibly fading in utter terror of what it has become. "We're going to be the most wonderful gods there ever was!" It says with equal joy and madness.
He almost goes to agree before turning to them with curious eyes, tilting his head as he looks up to them “Did you say we? I’m not a… god… are you going to make me a god?” He asks, his eyes shining with wonder at the thought.
"Of course!" It cheerfully answers. "We'll just need another star or two, and you'll be able to be a god as well. If they want, Tony could be a god too."
He smiles a bit before saying “Tony probably doesn’t want to be a god, he doesn’t really want anything other than to be left alone, or that’s what he told me. He said he’d visit, but he’s going somewhere else.”
*in the new 2v8 for dead by daylight I somehow have migrated to The Legion despite them being the most horrible killers because it allows me to go zooooooom*
*Did they change their power at all, or do survivors still spend the entire match injured?*
*Wendigo. I've always wanted to meet him in person. At the same time, Jester, Yvonne, and Dark are all some of my best friends, and I love them very much. But Wendigo and I are pretty open with each other, and I value others' privacy. I don't think it would be respectful to just walk up to any of them, in public or in private, and talk to them without warning.*
*Plus, I'm not exactly good-looking due to my weight and lack of style sense, and I'd get kind of embarrassed in front of just about anyone, so it might as well be someone I've embarrassed myself in front of many times already.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It is silent for a while, thinking. And then it decides its answer.
"Yes. Aside from being stuck here- for now, at least... it's simply sublime."
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 cackle “If I could tell you, I would, now I must be off before this dear wakes up.” They go back to dragging.
*That's very gay crime of you.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*If you want to end it there? Sure.*
*Good place to end?*
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.
*If you want to, totally.*
He sighs in relief and cuddles a bit closer. "I love you, Helianth. I'm so glad you're happy."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It laughs a bit more, the stars outside the window visibly fading in utter terror of what it has become. "We're going to be the most wonderful gods there ever was!" It says with equal joy and madness.
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 almost goes to agree before turning to them with curious eyes, tilting his head as he looks up to them “Did you say we? I’m not a… god… are you going to make me a god?” He asks, his eyes shining with wonder at the thought.
"I love you too, Felix." It responds, trying to move some of its roots to hold him, but not being able to.
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)
*in the new 2v8 for dead by daylight I somehow have migrated to The Legion despite them being the most horrible killers because it allows me to go zooooooom*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*going fast in games is fun*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
*Speedy killer go brrrrrr*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Of course!" It cheerfully answers. "We'll just need another star or two, and you'll be able to be a god as well. If they want, Tony could be a god too."
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 smiles a bit before saying “Tony probably doesn’t want to be a god, he doesn’t really want anything other than to be left alone, or that’s what he told me. He said he’d visit, but he’s going somewhere else.”
*I wanna rp :p*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I'd love to rp with you, if you wish! Any particular character(s) you'd like?*
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)
*Who do you want dearie?*
*Did they change their power at all, or do survivors still spend the entire match injured?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.