*Alrighty, I'm back once again. Would any amongst you like to rp?*
(sure)
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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
She shakes her head "It has been... forever since I have awoken.."
"trust me, it is better than being awake for all of it"
"I am not so sure but everyone has an opinion." She rolls her shoulders.
"each to their own"
"Mn." She shrugs and chuckles.
He chuckles as well "i'm Gravedigger, who are you?"
"I am called Lillith, it is my name after all." She laughs.
"all I have left is a title. it still works as a name though"
*Ack! Im sorry! Things keep getting buried..*
"Hm, I suppose that is better than anything." she said.
"Your name does ring a bell though. not sure from where"
"Mn." She shrugs and begins to walk towards the tavern.
Gravedigger follows, pulling a small book out of his cloak and leafing though it as he walks
She steps through the tavern doors, surveying the area.
Gravedigger shuts the book "you think your endeavor will actually work?"
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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
*Alrighty, I'm back once again. Would any amongst you like to rp?*
*I would love to rp if you want to.*
*Alrighty! Here's some more characters!*
Omori is sitting on a rock in the middle of the woods, eating the owlbear heart she retrieved before, thinking about nothing in particular while trying not to worry about everything happening with her.
Helianth is still trying to free itself from the inner walls of the Spelljammer, and though it's made a bit of progress, it hasn't made much.
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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
The statue slowly turns its head. "Hoi." He grabs a sheathed sword (about as long as it is tall) off the altar and steps off, bringing with him a plate of barbecue. "Are you a Valentine?" He asks casually.
"As long as I can put up some candles, I'll be happy to rest anywhere the guards won't remove me."
He takes the barbecue, deciding not to question the situation he finds himself a part of, tearing into it with a smile on his face "Valentine? Depends on who's askin', but ya don't seem like the type ta be startin' fight over nothin', Sparrow Valentine, nice ta meet ya." He holds out his clean hand.
"Nobody has the authority to remove you from here other than me, and I don't think I'd want to remove anyone. I do hope you enjoy your stay. What is your name?"
The wooden demon moves to shake it but stops and bows instead. "I'm Beagoji. I'm kind of untouchable no matter where I go, and I was wondering how you managed to redeem two demons and a.... well, you redeemed your sisters and Mrs. Stroth. Okay, you got them to redeem themselves, and that's really cool."
"Teddy the Terrible." He opens his case to reveal a black void. From it, he removes an old plush dinosaur. "Could you hold this for a second?"
Omori is sitting on a rock in the middle of the woods, eating the owlbear heart she retrieved before, thinking about nothing in particular while trying not to worry about everything happening with her.
Helianth is still trying to free itself from the inner walls of the Spelljammer, and though it's made a bit of progress, it hasn't made much.
An absolutely exhausted Merabelle sits down next to them, completely undetectable until they sat down, smiling weakly at Omori. She hides the Jar with her shadow inside, looking happily at her daughter.
Tim, who is now entirely divine, is attempting to help them without hurting them, wisps now exist in a constant state of overflowing magical power around him.
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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 wooden demon moves to shake it but stops and bows instead. "I'm Beagoji. I'm kind of untouchable no matter where I go, and I was wondering how you managed to redeem two demons and a.... well, you redeemed your sisters and Mrs. Stroth. Okay, you got them to redeem themselves, and that's really cool."
"Teddy the Terrible." He opens his case to reveal a black void. From it, he removes an old plush dinosaur. "Could you hold this for a second?"
He pulls his hand back and returns the bow, "I ain't redeem nobody, Felix helped my sisters along more than I ever could, an' I just love Stroth, simple as that. Nice ta meet ya Beagoji, real happy ya ain't hostile, I ain't wanna shoot nobody an' get myself inta any more trouble than I've already been."
He takes the dinosaur in his hands, making sure not to crush or burn it in his hands, smiling at them with a friendly smile, "Of course I can, is it okay if I just call you Teddy?"
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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.'
"Heh. He's forgiven worse screw-ups, Lil. I'm trying to redeem myself, so maybe He thought I would be a good role model for you. That could be egotistical speculation on my part, but I wanna pretend for now." He climbs up onto his spider. "You like fried rice?"
"Do not call me Lil. It is Lillith." She said, "And believe me, many angels have tried to broker peace but I intend to kill them." her tone becomes cold "I promised Satanus before I killed him and I promised Eve before she died to your blades."
"S-sorry. Technically, I was kind of a sympathizer and was cast down to Hell with the rest of the guys, so... uh... I don't actually know what you're talking about. I was dredging around in Gehenna around that time, I think. You know, the burning trash heap the size of a continent? I was buried there. Just a little bit, but still buried."
Omori is sitting on a rock in the middle of the woods, eating the owlbear heart she retrieved before, thinking about nothing in particular while trying not to worry about everything happening with her.
Helianth is still trying to free itself from the inner walls of the Spelljammer, and though it's made a bit of progress, it hasn't made much.
An absolutely exhausted Merabelle sits down next to them, completely undetectable until they sat down, smiling weakly at Omori. She hides the Jar with her shadow inside, looking happily at her daughter.
Tim, who is now entirely divine, is attempting to help them without hurting them, wisps now exist in a constant state of overflowing magical power around him.
She looks back at her, a crimson-stained smile on her face. "Hi, mom." She says. "You look tired. Are you doing okay? Is... is it about what I heard from KK?"
With his help, the bound Elder Evil is much more able to free itself, any flares of starlight that erupt from its torn flesh and metal having not even the slightest effect on the two. "Thank you for helping me with... with all of this, Tim." It says to him, followed by the sickening sounds of metal and bone scraping against each other amidst the wet tearing of membranes as it begins to pull itself from the wall.
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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)
*Alrighty, I'm back once again. Would any amongst you like to rp?*
*Hey, Yvonne! I would love to!*
Theodore is at the Faceless Fair, having scrounged enough money to get a ticket. He's awed by just about everything.
Baegoji (new character, looks like a wooden Budai statue with strugel features and fangs) is at the library, reading holy texts and studying Celestial.
*Alrighty, I'm back once again. Would any amongst you like to rp?*
*Hey, Yvonne! I would love to!*
Theodore is at the Faceless Fair, having scrounged enough money to get a ticket. He's awed by just about everything.
Baegoji (new character, looks like a wooden Budai statue with strugel features and fangs) is at the library, reading holy texts and studying Celestial.
KK is also there, currently repairing one of the fair's numerous Mannequins in an area slightly more shielded from view.
Mavis is also at the library, reading through books on tracking monsters and upkeep procedures for weaponry.
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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 looks back at her, a crimson-stained smile on her face. "Hi, mom." She says. "You look tired. Are you doing okay? Is... is it about what I heard from KK?"
With his help, the bound Elder Evil is much more able to free itself, any flares of starlight that erupt from its torn flesh and metal having not even the slightest effect on the two. "Thank you for helping me with... with all of this, Tim." It says to him, followed by the sickening sounds of metal and bone scraping against each other amidst the wet tearing of membranes as it begins to pull itself from the wall.
She raises a hand to run it through their hair, smiling back down at them, "Just doin' somethin' ta help ya out, sweetheart. What did KK tell ya?" She asks, curious, shaping her answer to their response.
Tim seems less bother by the tears than he was even before, finally understanding what he is now, and what he was before. He understands his father's regrets and the reasons behind his choices, "It's okay, you've helped me so much too, it's the least I could do." He says with a bright smile.
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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.'
(sure)
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
Gravedigger shuts the book "you think your endeavor will actually work?"
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
*For whom would you like Merabelle?*
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.)
*Alrighty! Here's some more characters!*
Omori is sitting on a rock in the middle of the woods, eating the owlbear heart she retrieved before, thinking about nothing in particular while trying not to worry about everything happening with her.
Helianth is still trying to free itself from the inner walls of the Spelljammer, and though it's made a bit of progress, it hasn't made much.
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)
*leo if thats okay?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(you want to rp Yvonne?)
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
The wooden demon moves to shake it but stops and bows instead. "I'm Beagoji. I'm kind of untouchable no matter where I go, and I was wondering how you managed to redeem two demons and a.... well, you redeemed your sisters and Mrs. Stroth. Okay, you got them to redeem themselves, and that's really cool."
"Teddy the Terrible." He opens his case to reveal a black void. From it, he removes an old plush dinosaur. "Could you hold this for a second?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They hear a slam outside of the forge, someone absolutely gargantuan outside. Merabelle is looking for someone to repair her armor.
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.)
An absolutely exhausted Merabelle sits down next to them, completely undetectable until they sat down, smiling weakly at Omori. She hides the Jar with her shadow inside, looking happily at her daughter.
Tim, who is now entirely divine, is attempting to help them without hurting them, wisps now exist in a constant state of overflowing magical power around him.
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.)
Leo walks outside, putting on his toolbelt. "Hello?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He pulls his hand back and returns the bow, "I ain't redeem nobody, Felix helped my sisters along more than I ever could, an' I just love Stroth, simple as that. Nice ta meet ya Beagoji, real happy ya ain't hostile, I ain't wanna shoot nobody an' get myself inta any more trouble than I've already been."
He takes the dinosaur in his hands, making sure not to crush or burn it in his hands, smiling at them with a friendly smile, "Of course I can, is it okay if I just call you Teddy?"
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.)
"S-sorry. Technically, I was kind of a sympathizer and was cast down to Hell with the rest of the guys, so... uh... I don't actually know what you're talking about. I was dredging around in Gehenna around that time, I think. You know, the burning trash heap the size of a continent? I was buried there. Just a little bit, but still buried."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She gives them a friendly smile with all her sharp fangs when she sees them, "Hello there, sweetheart."
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 back at her, a crimson-stained smile on her face. "Hi, mom." She says. "You look tired. Are you doing okay? Is... is it about what I heard from KK?"
With his help, the bound Elder Evil is much more able to free itself, any flares of starlight that erupt from its torn flesh and metal having not even the slightest effect on the two. "Thank you for helping me with... with all of this, Tim." It says to him, followed by the sickening sounds of metal and bone scraping against each other amidst the wet tearing of membranes as it begins to pull itself from the wall.
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)
Leo looks up at her. "Uhm, what can i help ya with?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hey, Yvonne! I would love to!*
Theodore is at the Faceless Fair, having scrounged enough money to get a ticket. He's awed by just about everything.
Baegoji (new character, looks like a wooden Budai statue with strugel features and fangs) is at the library, reading holy texts and studying Celestial.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*hey yall, i gotta disappear for a bit. Ill be on later.*
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
KK is also there, currently repairing one of the fair's numerous Mannequins in an area slightly more shielded from view.
Mavis is also at the library, reading through books on tracking monsters and upkeep procedures for weaponry.
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 raises a hand to run it through their hair, smiling back down at them, "Just doin' somethin' ta help ya out, sweetheart. What did KK tell ya?" She asks, curious, shaping her answer to their response.
Tim seems less bother by the tears than he was even before, finally understanding what he is now, and what he was before. He understands his father's regrets and the reasons behind his choices, "It's okay, you've helped me so much too, it's the least I could do." He says with a bright smile.
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 taps her great sword and armor, covered in moss and vines "Can ya repair these fer me?"
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.)