*That's wonderful! Sorry I missed your reply to Mavis- I'll add it now.*
She chuckles a bit at that last part, smiling at them, her own two rows of teeth all razor-sharp as well, still grinning as she pours more blood into the segments of the abomination's arms. "So, about the wedding, are there any places you have in mind for it?" She asks.
It looks over at him, leaning the tiny bit closer that it can. "Honestly? I do, but it's entirely your decision whether you do or not. I was suggesting it as you sounded eager to become a god when we last spoke." It responds.
Mavis looks up from her work, a small smile on her face as well. "Sup?" She asks, continuing to break up the soil with her shovel.
"Places? I've had some time to consider visiting my home town and having our wedding there, but I haven''t put much thought into it. Have you?" He asks as he brings more buckets of blood, scratching the back of his neck.
"Yeah... I think I wanna become a god, it sounds really cool and fun... but I don't know if I would be a good one. I don't wanna be a bad god or anything like that." He says, looking at them with real concern in his eyes "I don't wanna become bad... like my dad..."
He cracks his neck "What are ya doin'? Gardening?" His accent heavily British "Want any help? I know a decent bit about nature myself, after all, I'm a monster hunter." An energetic lad.
"Some." She responds, taking the buckets of blood. "I considered the Rippling Court or other places we've been together, though I haven't made any concrete decisions." She adds, using a ladle to add a bit more blood to the construct before sending it on its way, drinking the small bit of blood left.
"You'll be a great god." It reassures him. "You'll be so much better than he ever could have been. I promise you that."
"Yep- trying to garden, anyway." She responds with much less energy, seeming a little tired. "Sure, I'd love help."
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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)
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
"Some." She responds, taking the buckets of blood. "I considered the Rippling Court or other places we've been together, though I haven't made any concrete decisions." She adds, using a ladle to add a bit more blood to the construct before sending it on its way, drinking the small bit of blood left.
"You'll be a great god." It reassures him. "You'll be so much better than he ever could have been. I promise you that."
"Yep- trying to garden, anyway." She responds with much less energy, seeming a little tired. "Sure, I'd love help."
He stands next to her, and watches her drink a bit of the blood, "Dear, I could've gotten you some water, I didn't know you liked blood." He says with a smile, "I'm glad I'm not the only one, though it stains my teeth when I drink any."
He nods along with their words once more, smiling a little bit "Okay, then I want to become a god."
He runs over to them, leaning down on one knee and sticking to fingers into the soil before reaching into his backpack, "I have something great that'll help with this."
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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 small kobold smiles happily
R-@B!T stretches, his mechanical body making scraping noises
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Hello everyone, I just got out of my surgery.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She looks over to the bag, and sees the teeth spilled on the floor. She just silently drops to the ground.
"Sounds like a good place to call home. What makes it not calm?"
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 doing 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.)
She hugs him, lowering her posture
The False God cracks his neck, thorns growing out his back
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Yep! Just had to go to my OBGYN to get a new birth control stick set in my arm.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Some." She responds, taking the buckets of blood. "I considered the Rippling Court or other places we've been together, though I haven't made any concrete decisions." She adds, using a ladle to add a bit more blood to the construct before sending it on its way, drinking the small bit of blood left.
"You'll be a great god." It reassures him. "You'll be so much better than he ever could have been. I promise you that."
"Yep- trying to garden, anyway." She responds with much less energy, seeming a little tired. "Sure, I'd love help."
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)
"Im an inventor myself."
Alex picks up his guitar and straps it over his back
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hey mate! How are ya doin?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Leo hugs her tightly. "i know...i know..." he whispers. He mumbles soothing words to her
"Just the occasional gods, monsters, etc."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hey buddy! Hope everything went good with that!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Good place to end?*
The robot stares to the guitar
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Sure!*
"Oh...im a musician." he says with a smile.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He hugs her back as tightly as he can, "Love you."
Benimaru watches the transformation with tired eyes.
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 clap, seemingly trying to urge him to play the guitar
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
(I hope it went well)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
He stands next to her, and watches her drink a bit of the blood, "Dear, I could've gotten you some water, I didn't know you liked blood." He says with a smile, "I'm glad I'm not the only one, though it stains my teeth when I drink any."
He nods along with their words once more, smiling a little bit "Okay, then I want to become a god."
He runs over to them, leaning down on one knee and sticking to fingers into the soil before reaching into his backpack, "I have something great that'll help with this."
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's able to control her breathing, her eyes closed as they comfort her, "B-bounty... Hunter...?"
"Monsters and gods? Are you a god Mr. Dotsk?" (That's how you spell his name right?)
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 strums the guitar slowly, playing a soothing melody
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She smiles, as much as she can whist in this form "Love you too"
They stare at him, smiling
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.