"I'm... well, I'm better than I have been." She responds. "A lot has happened the last few months- I'm just glad it's finally over."
"What has happened? Could I have helped? I'm sorry I couldn't help, I should've helped." He says in quick succession, sighing at the end.
"No, it's- it's okay. I understand- keeping the world from ending, and all." She responds, pausing for a second, before sighing a bit as well and leaning against the tree behind her. "My... 'creator' wanted to take me back- turn me into a puppet again- but we stopped her. Twice. Three times, really, counting the Void Shard. Thankfully, none of those attempts succeeded."
"That sounds like a lot of deal with, I'm happy none of them worked. I like you as you are, you're cool, you've got magic powers, and you're pretty... chill all around." He quickly saves, complimenting himself before hopping up to one of the tree's branches, "Good that you're safe."
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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.'
He slowly levitates off the ground, entering the Gojo 'Honored One' pose as he rotates. Then, he screams with all of the power of a metal singer. "YYYYEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!"
Black ichor leads from hidden wounds as he takes the armor off, sighing as he begins cleaning it up.
He grabs them by the arm while they are floating in the air, chuckling as he stands to his full height and begins to walk them to their new home, leading by the hand.
"I don't see how hurting the other person inside your body helps further the greater good." He grumbles. "What's his problem?"
The strange creature floats behind like a cheerful and oddly-shaped balloon.
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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.
Stigmata (Art in Spoiler) approaches, floating inches off the ground and rotating. He stops and lands about six feet in front of Drilin. "Hi!"
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Mine:
'Ah, hey there. Nice cape!'
He bows, sweeping off his hat to reveal nothing underneath. "Thank you very much!" He puts his hat back on quickly as he stands up. "How have you been?" They have never met before.
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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 slowly levitates off the ground, entering the Gojo 'Honored One' pose as he rotates. Then, he screams with all of the power of a metal singer. "YYYYEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!"
Black ichor leads from hidden wounds as he takes the armor off, sighing as he begins cleaning it up.
He grabs them by the arm while they are floating in the air, chuckling as he stands to his full height and begins to walk them to their new home, leading by the hand.
"I don't see how hurting the other person inside your body helps further the greater good." He grumbles. "What's his problem?"
The strange creature floats behind like a cheerful and oddly-shaped balloon.
"I don't know, maybe it's the fact that I represent all the good traits within us, and he represents the bad, it's in his nature. Though this isn't him, I've almost always had this."
He leads them inside, making sure the door doesn't hit them before leading them to the ground.
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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.'
"It's Stigmata! What's yours?" He does a dramatic spin and points at Drillin before standing perfectly straight, arms to his sides. Then he relaxes again, laughing.
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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.
"I don't see how hurting the other person inside your body helps further the greater good." He grumbles. "What's his problem?"
The strange creature floats behind like a cheerful and oddly-shaped balloon.
"I don't know, maybe it's the fact that I represent all the good traits within us, and he represents the bad, it's in his nature. Though this isn't him, I've almost always had this."
He leads them inside, making sure the door doesn't hit them before leading them to the ground.
"Do you just... not heal?"
He lands, looking around. "Wow. What is this place?"
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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.
"It's Stigmata! What's yours?" He does a dramatic spin and points at Drillin before standing perfectly straight, arms to his sides. Then he relaxes again, laughing.
'Ah, I've gone by many over my time. But you can call me Drilin. Man, haven't been back here for ages'
"I don't see how hurting the other person inside your body helps further the greater good." He grumbles. "What's his problem?"
The strange creature floats behind like a cheerful and oddly-shaped balloon.
"I don't know, maybe it's the fact that I represent all the good traits within us, and he represents the bad, it's in his nature. Though this isn't him, I've almost always had this."
He leads them inside, making sure the door doesn't hit them before leading them to the ground.
"Do you just... not heal?"
He lands, looking around. "Wow. What is this place?"
"It doesn't, it just spreads with time."
"Your home until you don't want it to be, a shelter for those in need of a place to stay."
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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.'
"No, but look at it. Why would a Nightmare be stupid enough to enter another one's domain if not to establish dominance?" Stigmata is currently trying to buy cotton candy with moths made of silver.
"It looks like... they're... buying cotton candy. If you want, I can try to talk to them- see why they're here. Maybe they're friendly?"
"I doubt it. But you're not made of Nightmare Matter, so you're probably less vulnerable to it. If you could remove it, I would... be grateful." He bows his head.
Stigmata's currency has been rejected and he is now sitting on a nearby bench, eyes filled with angry tears.
"Okay, I will- at the very least, I'll try." She responds, walking over to the exit, pausing for a second to take a breath, and walking outside. She walks around to a general area near the bench, keeping an eye out for anything that may go awry while at the same time keeping Stigmata in her sight.
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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)
"It's Stigmata! What's yours?" He does a dramatic spin and points at Drillin before standing perfectly straight, arms to his sides. Then he relaxes again, laughing.
'Ah, I've gone by many over my time. But you can call me Drilin. Man, haven't been back here for ages'
"I can tell! I arrived here three days ago, just after I was born."
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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.
"It's Stigmata! What's yours?" He does a dramatic spin and points at Drillin before standing perfectly straight, arms to his sides. Then he relaxes again, laughing.
'Ah, I've gone by many over my time. But you can call me Drilin. Man, haven't been back here for ages'
"I can tell! I arrived here three days ago, just after I was born."
'Wait... what... ok. Sure. Not the weirdest thing I've heard of. Ya look very mature for a 3 day old. Me, I've been out at work in the rest of the world, doing what I was meant to. But I was always meant to come home eventually'
"I'm... well, I'm better than I have been." She responds. "A lot has happened the last few months- I'm just glad it's finally over."
"What has happened? Could I have helped? I'm sorry I couldn't help, I should've helped." He says in quick succession, sighing at the end.
"No, it's- it's okay. I understand- keeping the world from ending, and all." She responds, pausing for a second, before sighing a bit as well and leaning against the tree behind her. "My... 'creator' wanted to take me back- turn me into a puppet again- but we stopped her. Twice. Three times, really, counting the Void Shard. Thankfully, none of those attempts succeeded."
"That sounds like a lot of deal with, I'm happy none of them worked. I like you as you are, you're cool, you've got magic powers, and you're pretty... chill all around." He quickly saves, complimenting himself before hopping up to one of the tree's branches, "Good that you're safe."
"Yeah, I'm happy they failed too. I like being 'chill all around', as you said." She says, a smile on her face, noticing what he was about to say before he caught himself but not commenting on 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)
"I doubt it. But you're not made of Nightmare Matter, so you're probably less vulnerable to it. If you could remove it, I would... be grateful." He bows his head.
Stigmata's currency has been rejected and he is now sitting on a nearby bench, eyes filled with angry tears.
"Okay, I will- at the very least, I'll try." She responds, walking over to the exit, pausing for a second to take a breath, and walking outside. She walks around to a general area near the bench, keeping an eye out for anything that may go awry while at the same time keeping Stigmata in her sight.
Stigmata's eyes slowly close as he takes multiple deep breaths. He watches a Schism scuttle past and reaches out for it before it leaves. He doesn't seem all that dangerous or possibly even powerful.
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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.
"I'm... well, I'm better than I have been." She responds. "A lot has happened the last few months- I'm just glad it's finally over."
"What has happened? Could I have helped? I'm sorry I couldn't help, I should've helped." He says in quick succession, sighing at the end.
"No, it's- it's okay. I understand- keeping the world from ending, and all." She responds, pausing for a second, before sighing a bit as well and leaning against the tree behind her. "My... 'creator' wanted to take me back- turn me into a puppet again- but we stopped her. Twice. Three times, really, counting the Void Shard. Thankfully, none of those attempts succeeded."
"That sounds like a lot of deal with, I'm happy none of them worked. I like you as you are, you're cool, you've got magic powers, and you're pretty... chill all around." He quickly saves, complimenting himself before hopping up to one of the tree's branches, "Good that you're safe."
"Yeah, I'm happy they failed too. I like being 'chill all around', as you said." She says, a smile on her face, noticing what he was about to say before he caught himself but not commenting on it.
"Hey, do you want me to get you a skateboard of your own? So you can practice when I'm not around, maybe you'll get even better than me." He asks, trying to change topics quickly, holding onto the branch by his talons.
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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.'
"I can tell! I arrived here three days ago, just after I was born."
'Wait... what... ok. Sure. Not the weirdest thing I've heard of. Ya look very mature for a 3 day old. Me, I've been out at work in the rest of the world, doing what I was meant to. But I was always meant to come home eventually'
"That sounds nice. My home is a beach where the corpses of millions of nightmares wash up on shore every hour or so. I didn't like it."
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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.
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"That sounds like a lot of deal with, I'm happy none of them worked. I like you as you are, you're cool, you've got magic powers, and you're pretty... chill all around." He quickly saves, complimenting himself before hopping up to one of the tree's branches, "Good that you're safe."
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.)
(thank you)
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
"I don't see how hurting the other person inside your body helps further the greater good." He grumbles. "What's his problem?"
The strange creature floats behind like a cheerful and oddly-shaped balloon.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He bows, sweeping off his hat to reveal nothing underneath. "Thank you very much!" He puts his hat back on quickly as he stands up. "How have you been?" They have never met before.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Um, good thanks. Didn't catch ya name?'
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"I don't know, maybe it's the fact that I represent all the good traits within us, and he represents the bad, it's in his nature. Though this isn't him, I've almost always had this."
He leads them inside, making sure the door doesn't hit them before leading them to the ground.
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.)
"It's Stigmata! What's yours?" He does a dramatic spin and points at Drillin before standing perfectly straight, arms to his sides. Then he relaxes again, laughing.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Do you just... not heal?"
He lands, looking around. "Wow. What is this place?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Ah, I've gone by many over my time. But you can call me Drilin. Man, haven't been back here for ages'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
"It doesn't, it just spreads with time."
"Your home until you don't want it to be, a shelter for those in need of a place to stay."
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.)
"Okay, I will- at the very least, I'll try." She responds, walking over to the exit, pausing for a second to take a breath, and walking outside. She walks around to a general area near the bench, keeping an eye out for anything that may go awry while at the same time keeping Stigmata in her sight.
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)
"I can tell! I arrived here three days ago, just after I was born."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"So... what, you'll die eventually, and basically nothing we have access to can stop it?"
He turns to Rag. "Can I color the walls?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Wait... what... ok. Sure. Not the weirdest thing I've heard of. Ya look very mature for a 3 day old. Me, I've been out at work in the rest of the world, doing what I was meant to. But I was always meant to come home eventually'
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"That sounds about right, if there is a cure, I won't waste what time I have left looking for it instead of helping those I can."
He thinks for a moment before nodding "Make sure not to be too messy."
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.)
"Yeah, I'm happy they failed too. I like being 'chill all around', as you said." She says, a smile on her face, noticing what he was about to say before he caught himself but not commenting on 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)
Stigmata's eyes slowly close as he takes multiple deep breaths. He watches a Schism scuttle past and reaches out for it before it leaves. He doesn't seem all that dangerous or possibly even powerful.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Hey, do you want me to get you a skateboard of your own? So you can practice when I'm not around, maybe you'll get even better than me." He asks, trying to change topics quickly, holding onto the branch by his talons.
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.)
"That sounds nice. My home is a beach where the corpses of millions of nightmares wash up on shore every hour or so. I didn't like it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.