She looks over at him, absolutely beaming. "Really? Absolutely, I'd love one of my own! Thank you!"
"Of course, think nothing of it. Do you want to pick out your own? I could get Move to take you to a store that sells good ones." He smiles back at them, as much as a bird can.
*I think it's kinda funny how many things my characters have picked up from other people's characters over time. Omori started as just 'spooky shadow kid', and has now become 'skateboarding eldritch shadow druid-in-training who has ten adopted siblings so far'.*
"Sure, I'd love to. I'm curious to see what options there are."
*Now that I see it that way, it is a bit ridiculous in retrospect. 90% of that is entirely because of Merabelle though, and she'd do it again! You forgot to mention she works for the Roundtable too.*
"Move!" He shouts, and suddenly, once again, space breaks and they are both picked up, and dropped off inside of a mall.
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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.'
She looks over at him, absolutely beaming. "Really? Absolutely, I'd love one of my own! Thank you!"
"Of course, think nothing of it. Do you want to pick out your own? I could get Move to take you to a store that sells good ones." He smiles back at them, as much as a bird can.
*I think it's kinda funny how many things my characters have picked up from other people's characters over time. Omori started as just 'spooky shadow kid', and has now become 'skateboarding eldritch shadow druid-in-training who has ten adopted siblings so far'.*
"Sure, I'd love to. I'm curious to see what options there are."
*Now that I see it that way, it is a bit ridiculous in retrospect. 90% of that is entirely because of Merabelle though, and she'd do it again! You forgot to mention she works for the Roundtable too.*
"Move!" He shouts, and suddenly, once again, space breaks and they are both picked up, and dropped off inside of a mall.
*I'm not complaining- I think it's cool how my characters evolved over time. I mean, look at KK- she's drifted so far from her origin point that I consider her an entirely separate character from Kiko.*
She looks around at the mall around them. "What... is this place? It's so huge..." She says, taking in the giant, echoing space she stands within.
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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)
"Thank you." He cuddles the construct a bit closer. "They look a lot like my siblings. Have you ever been to the Beach?" He seems to be referring to a specific place, not just any beach. "That's where I come from."
She thinks for a second, curious. "No, I don't think I have- I've been to beaches before, but not The Beach. What's it like?"
"Well now..." It seems he was waiting for that question. "It was something like this." He raises a hand and snaps his fingers.
Suddenly, she, the bench, the Schism, and Stigmata are sitting on a dark, surreal, rocky coast. Instead of sand, there are corpses. Millions and millions of corpses, mashed until they are indistinguishable. More keep flooding onto the beach, between the iron teeth that protect the land of reality from the sea of horrors. Some of them are alive enough to crawl forward to the land, but those are rare. Most are too injured or malformed to do anything. "I was born here, into this pain and endless debauchery." He grabs the head of a crawling horror, rips it off, and places it under his hat, causing it to fall into his torso. Gore splatters out of where his neck probably is, as if the head fell an incredible distance and shattered, but the distance was also mere inches.
He points to the black, writhing water. "That is where Podmorski was reborn. It is where my father lives, and where nightmares pool. I thought you might 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.
*I'm not complaining- I think it's cool how my characters evolved over time. I mean, look at KK- she's drifted so far from her origin point that I consider her an entirely separate character from Kiko.*
She looks around at the mall around them. "What... is this place? It's so huge..." She says, taking in the giant, echoing space she stands within.
*Oh the wonders and potential of rp, characters can grow to the point of becoming almost unrecognizable from their original idea. It's fantastic.*
"It is where you are going to find your skateboard, it's also got a food court if you want to grab something to eat." He begins walking, putting his hands in his pockets as he expects them to follow.
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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.'
*That sounds great, also good to have you back. If I remember correctly, aren't Wendigo's just tieflings fundamentally? Or at least their origins are similar.*
He sighs. "'What happened to the cat?'" he repeats as if explaining said joke. He begins to hum the tune to Riptide.
'Huh, wait, what? How did ya... No way. So you've heard, then. What ya playing at, friend?'
"I just thought he would have caught you by now. I'm glad he hasn't, but it's curious, isn't it?"
'Ah, yeah. That cat. He's not catching Drilin, nah. I think he knows that, deep down. How do you know about the cat, anyway? How do you know about any of this?'
"I just thought he would have caught you by now. I'm glad he hasn't, but it's curious, isn't it?"
'Ah, yeah. That cat. He's not catching Drilin, nah. I think he knows that, deep down. How do you know about the cat, anyway? How do you know about any of this?'
He sits down next to Drillin. "Once upon a time, there was a nasty though. It created a ripple in time and space. It was called Dark Energy. And that energy pooled outside of time and space. And it saw all the evil in the world, and it was sad. It understood the pain. So it created billions and billions of horrors and vomited them onto the Beach, and upon the Beach 99.989% of them were destroyed. But some of them, some of them went to the material, crawling out onto the land, absorbing the fears and hopes and hatred of the mortals where they manifested in order to create minds and bodies themselves. And it happened again. And again. Until I was born. Here." He gestures a lot with his hands as though illustrating.
"And you were remembered. He was remembered. They were remembered."
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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 just thought he would have caught you by now. I'm glad he hasn't, but it's curious, isn't it?"
'Ah, yeah. That cat. He's not catching Drilin, nah. I think he knows that, deep down. How do you know about the cat, anyway? How do you know about any of this?'
He sits down next to Drillin. "Once upon a time, there was a nasty though. It created a ripple in time and space. It was called Dark Energy. And that energy pooled outside of time and space. And it saw all the evil in the world, and it was sad. It understood the pain. So it created billions and billions of horrors and vomited them onto the Beach, and upon the Beach 99.989% of them were destroyed. But some of them, some of them went to the material, crawling out onto the land, absorbing the fears and hopes and hatred of the mortals where they manifested in order to create minds and bodies themselves. And it happened again. And again. Until I was born. Here." He gestures a lot with his hands as though illustrating.
"And you were remembered. He was remembered. They were remembered."
'Huh...., wait, ... I don't understand. I'm one of these horrors? Cato, I can understand. But me? I know I'm not perfect, but...'
*Now that I see it that way, it is a bit ridiculous in retrospect. 90% of that is entirely because of Merabelle though, and she'd do it again! You forgot to mention she works for the Roundtable too.*
"Move!" He shouts, and suddenly, once again, space breaks and they are both picked up, and dropped off inside of a mall.
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 got other pets, ones that a cat would eat. I don't wanna have to break up a fight'
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*I'm not complaining- I think it's cool how my characters evolved over time. I mean, look at KK- she's drifted so far from her origin point that I consider her an entirely separate character from Kiko.*
She looks around at the mall around them. "What... is this place? It's so huge..." She says, taking in the giant, echoing space she stands within.
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)
"Well now..." It seems he was waiting for that question. "It was something like this." He raises a hand and snaps his fingers.
Suddenly, she, the bench, the Schism, and Stigmata are sitting on a dark, surreal, rocky coast. Instead of sand, there are corpses. Millions and millions of corpses, mashed until they are indistinguishable. More keep flooding onto the beach, between the iron teeth that protect the land of reality from the sea of horrors. Some of them are alive enough to crawl forward to the land, but those are rare. Most are too injured or malformed to do anything. "I was born here, into this pain and endless debauchery." He grabs the head of a crawling horror, rips it off, and places it under his hat, causing it to fall into his torso. Gore splatters out of where his neck probably is, as if the head fell an incredible distance and shattered, but the distance was also mere inches.
He points to the black, writhing water. "That is where Podmorski was reborn. It is where my father lives, and where nightmares pool. I thought you might 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.
*I should make a Wendigo race.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He starts laughing as if he heard a really, really funny joke.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Oh the wonders and potential of rp, characters can grow to the point of becoming almost unrecognizable from their original idea. It's fantastic.*
"It is where you are going to find your skateboard, it's also got a food court if you want to grab something to eat." He begins walking, putting his hands in his pockets as he expects them to follow.
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.)
*Pretty boi-os*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Something the matter?'
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*That sounds great, also good to have you back. If I remember correctly, aren't Wendigo's just tieflings fundamentally? Or at least their origins are similar.*
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.)
(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
He sighs. "'What happened to the cat?'" he repeats as if explaining said joke. He begins to hum the tune to Riptide.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Huh, wait, what? How did ya... No way. So you've heard, then. What ya playing at, friend?'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
"I just thought he would have caught you by now. I'm glad he hasn't, but it's curious, isn't it?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Ah, yeah. That cat. He's not catching Drilin, nah. I think he knows that, deep down. How do you know about the cat, anyway? How do you know about any of this?'
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He sits down next to Drillin. "Once upon a time, there was a nasty though. It created a ripple in time and space. It was called Dark Energy. And that energy pooled outside of time and space. And it saw all the evil in the world, and it was sad. It understood the pain. So it created billions and billions of horrors and vomited them onto the Beach, and upon the Beach 99.989% of them were destroyed. But some of them, some of them went to the material, crawling out onto the land, absorbing the fears and hopes and hatred of the mortals where they manifested in order to create minds and bodies themselves. And it happened again. And again. Until I was born. Here." He gestures a lot with his hands as though illustrating.
"And you were remembered. He was remembered. They were remembered."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(hi baalze)
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
'Huh...., wait, ... I don't understand. I'm one of these horrors? Cato, I can understand. But me? I know I'm not perfect, but...'
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*hey guys....sorry to be on later than usual. Had graduation practise.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(no worries. can you check your PMs)
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