He smiles at her, wearing soft clothing that compliments his hair and eyes well
She doesnt find much, just that hes a god of malice and destruction
She wears more tight clothes, complimenting her lithe and muscular form "You look great." She smiles back at them.
She closes her books, going into an empty room, drawing a magic circle and sitting in the center, beginning to meditate. (Welp, looks like Merabelle will find a way to kill a god.)
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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.'
*Alrighty, I'm back again. Would anyone amongst you like to rp, with either an old or new interaction?*
*Welcome back, I would like to rp, doesn't matter if its new or old to me. Whoever you'd like to play is fine.*
*Alright! Let me see...*
The possessed shadow is in the woods just outside the cave, silently listening to the forest.
*Just one? Interesting indeed.*
Merabelle walks out of the cave, standing a little behind them as she reads a book on the art of god killing, Oliver was kidnapped, and Merabelle is pissed.
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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.'
*Alrighty, I'm back again. Would anyone amongst you like to rp, with either an old or new interaction?*
*Welcome back, I would like to rp, doesn't matter if its new or old to me. Whoever you'd like to play is fine.*
*Alright! Let me see...*
The possessed shadow is in the woods just outside the cave, silently listening to the forest.
*Just one? Interesting indeed.*
Merabelle walks out of the cave, standing a little behind them as she reads a book on the art of god killing, Oliver was kidnapped, and Merabelle is pissed.
"You're angry." It says without turning around, sensing her emotions. "You want to kill what took him... is that right?"
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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 again. Would anyone amongst you like to rp, with either an old or new interaction?*
*Welcome back, I would like to rp, doesn't matter if its new or old to me. Whoever you'd like to play is fine.*
*Alright! Let me see...*
The possessed shadow is in the woods just outside the cave, silently listening to the forest.
*Just one? Interesting indeed.*
Merabelle walks out of the cave, standing a little behind them as she reads a book on the art of god killing, Oliver was kidnapped, and Merabelle is pissed.
"You're angry." It says without turning around, sensing her emotions. "You want to kill what took him... is that right?"
She closes the book she was reading "Ya can tell? I'm gonna find a way, I'm more worried than anythin' else. He's family, an' I care 'bout all my family."
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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.'
*Alrighty, I'm back again. Would anyone amongst you like to rp, with either an old or new interaction?*
*Welcome back, I would like to rp, doesn't matter if its new or old to me. Whoever you'd like to play is fine.*
*Alright! Let me see...*
The possessed shadow is in the woods just outside the cave, silently listening to the forest.
*Just one? Interesting indeed.*
Merabelle walks out of the cave, standing a little behind them as she reads a book on the art of god killing, Oliver was kidnapped, and Merabelle is pissed.
"You're angry." It says without turning around, sensing her emotions. "You want to kill what took him... is that right?"
She closes the book she was reading "Ya can tell? I'm gonna find a way, I'm more worried than anythin' else. He's family, an' I care 'bout all my family."
"...I suppose that makes them family to me as well, then." It drifts over towards her. "I can help you, if you will permit it."
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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 pulls them back up to the surface, smiling at them as she pulls away.
"Yer mighty confident." She closes the book, putting it down, "How 'bout I become yer champion 'er whatever?"
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 gasps for air, blushing and backing up a bit
"No. I want the boy."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She leans against one of the walls, moving her wet hair from her face.
She sighs, giving up, "Fine, ya can have my soul." She looks down to Oliver, worried.
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 gets out, stretching and putting on some new clothes.
"Nah. DOnt want it anymore." it then makes Oliver stand and then teleports away with him.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Ana follows not to far behind them, changing behind a tree before coming out in more casual attire.
She stops herself from having any extreme emotions. Looking through whatever she can find on the creature she just encountered.
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 smiles at her, wearing soft clothing that compliments his hair and eyes well
She doesnt find much, just that hes a god of malice and destruction
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She wears more tight clothes, complimenting her lithe and muscular form "You look great." She smiles back at them.
She closes her books, going into an empty room, drawing a magic circle and sitting in the center, beginning to meditate. (Welp, looks like Merabelle will find a way to kill a god.)
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.)
*Howdy folks.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Alrighty, I'm back again. Would anyone amongst you like to rp, with either an old or new interaction?*
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, I would like to rp, doesn't matter if its new or old to me. Whoever you'd like to play is fine.*
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.)
*Howdy Wendi, doin' good?*
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.)
*Alright! Let me see...*
The possessed shadow is in the woods just outside the cave, silently listening to the forest.
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)
(hello my friend)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
(sure. who do you want/got)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
*Just one? Interesting indeed.*
Merabelle walks out of the cave, standing a little behind them as she reads a book on the art of god killing, Oliver was kidnapped, and Merabelle is pissed.
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.)
"You're angry." It says without turning around, sensing her emotions. "You want to kill what took him... is that right?"
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 closes the book she was reading "Ya can tell? I'm gonna find a way, I'm more worried than anythin' else. He's family, an' I care 'bout all my family."
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.)
"...I suppose that makes them family to me as well, then." It drifts over towards her. "I can help you, if you will permit it."
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)
"Sweetheart, I'd love ta have ya helpin' me. Family should help family." She hugs them with a smile, "We need ta think ya a name, what do ya think?"
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/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire