*Gooooooooooooood morning, my lovely entities of paradoxical nature! How art thou today?*
*I am doing well enough this fine morning, and how about you my dear, Yvonne?*
*...Eh, could be better, but I'm not complaining. Good to hear you're doing alright. Wanna rp?*
*Wish you could be doing better, and wish I could help, I'd love to rp, got anyone you want?*
*I don't have anyone in particular I'm looking for at the moment- feel free to use whoever. I do know who I'm going to use, though.*
KK is outside the warehouse, finalizing her design for her suit for the wedding, though she occasionally gets distracted, thinking of that nightmarish sea from yesterday.
Amicus is in the woods, reflecting on things as it silently drifts through the trees.
Henry is pondering something else, having noticed that, despite his body seemingly having rejected the Old Blood, he accidentally froze a glass of water solid with a touch. He's currently thinking as he plays the piano.
Merabelle isn't too far behind, trusting them not to do anything bad, just coming with them to spend time with her newest child.
She goes back inside the warehouse, sitting at her desk, still thinking of potential designs. He can notice that there is something different with her as well- not a big thing, just a slight change. The tips of her fingers are pitch black with a faintly reflective sheen, as if stained with ink. It has nothing to do with Old Blood, but it has the vague, barely-present energy of something distinctly... aberrant.
"...How do I... find friends?.." It asks, not turning to face her. "...Others likely won't be as forgiving as you... I may not be able to say anything before..." It trails off, not finishing its sentence.
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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 pats Theren's shoulder, "I promised ya I'd be okay, I'm gonna be okay."
She wraps her legs around one of theirs "I disagree."
*I wanna make a new druid*
"You better be." he says, giving her a side hug
"Nuh uhhhh."
*Got any ideas? I did want to make a villain and his goofy sidekick myself.*
She hugs them back with one arm, pushing down her pain before going to see the kids.
"Don't make me kiss you again, dear."
*basically an emotionally scarred druid who doesnt trust people well. He likes the company of animals better and wears a wooden mask to hide his face. He also hunts down animals hunters and kills them*
The kids smile at her and Oliver is eating slowly, looking sick.
He boops her nose. "Not really a threat."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*basically an emotionally scarred druid who doesnt trust people well. He likes the company of animals better and wears a wooden mask to hide his face. He also hunts down animals hunters and kills them*
The kids smile at her and Oliver is eating slowly, looking sick.
He boops her nose. "Not really a threat."
*That does sound like a fun character, I was thinking of many the villain close to a faceless monster who used to be a good guy like Dr Phosphorous.*
She smiles back at them before sitting next to Oliver, "Ya don't have ta eat right now, I ain't gonna make ya."
She giggles, smiling "I guess you're right." She leans in and kisses them passionately, pulling them closer.
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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.'
*basically an emotionally scarred druid who doesnt trust people well. He likes the company of animals better and wears a wooden mask to hide his face. He also hunts down animals hunters and kills them*
The kids smile at her and Oliver is eating slowly, looking sick.
He boops her nose. "Not really a threat."
*That does sound like a fun character, I was thinking of many the villain close to a faceless monster who used to be a good guy like Dr Phosphorous.*
She smiles back at them before sitting next to Oliver, "Ya don't have ta eat right now, I ain't gonna make ya."
She giggles, smiling "I guess you're right." She leans in and kisses them passionately, pulling them closer.
*oooo. I like that*
"Im hungry..." he signs
He lets out a muffled noise of protest before melting into it
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She goes back inside the warehouse, sitting at her desk, still thinking of potential designs. He can notice that there is something different with her as well- not a big thing, just a slight change. The tips of her fingers are pitch black with a faintly reflective sheen, as if stained with ink. It has nothing to do with Old Blood, but it has the vague, barely-present energy of something distinctly... aberrant.
"...How do I... find friends?.." It asks, not turning to face her. "...Others likely won't be as forgiving as you... I may not be able to say anything before..." It trails off, not finishing its sentence.
He looks over to them, concerned for merely a moment as he stops playing before noticing that they are something different entirely. He walks over to them, sitting next to the desk silently, taking of her many hands and beginning to analyze the fingers, rubbing the back of her hand softly.
"A good friend learns ta fergive someone when they really are sorry, it's as easy as findin' the right group o' people. Sometimes that takes months 'er years, some people never find that group o' friends, but I'm sure ya will." She says, confident in them.
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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.'
*basically an emotionally scarred druid who doesnt trust people well. He likes the company of animals better and wears a wooden mask to hide his face. He also hunts down animals hunters and kills them*
The kids smile at her and Oliver is eating slowly, looking sick.
He boops her nose. "Not really a threat."
*That does sound like a fun character, I was thinking of many the villain close to a faceless monster who used to be a good guy like Dr Phosphorous.*
She smiles back at them before sitting next to Oliver, "Ya don't have ta eat right now, I ain't gonna make ya."
She giggles, smiling "I guess you're right." She leans in and kisses them passionately, pulling them closer.
*oooo. I like that*
"Im hungry..." he signs
He lets out a muffled noise of protest before melting into it
*Don't know what I'll do for the sidekick though.*
"Do ya not like what ya have?"
She holds it for as long as she can manage, closing her eyes and enjoying it.
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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.'
*basically an emotionally scarred druid who doesnt trust people well. He likes the company of animals better and wears a wooden mask to hide his face. He also hunts down animals hunters and kills them*
The kids smile at her and Oliver is eating slowly, looking sick.
He boops her nose. "Not really a threat."
*That does sound like a fun character, I was thinking of many the villain close to a faceless monster who used to be a good guy like Dr Phosphorous.*
She smiles back at them before sitting next to Oliver, "Ya don't have ta eat right now, I ain't gonna make ya."
She giggles, smiling "I guess you're right." She leans in and kisses them passionately, pulling them closer.
*oooo. I like that*
"Im hungry..." he signs
He lets out a muffled noise of protest before melting into it
*Don't know what I'll do for the sidekick though.*
"Do ya not like what ya have?"
She holds it for as long as she can manage, closing her eyes and enjoying it.
*Do a little gremlin like thing*
He shakes his head. "Feel sick..." he signs
Leo squirms, trying to get some air, her lungs doing better than his for a change.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Yep. I'm an aasimar vampire. How does that work? Uh... it does..."
"Like I said, you're special, more special than I." He takes off his helmet, revealing his silver eyes and hair, as well as his pointed ears.
She looks at his face calmly, before cracking her neck
He winces when they do, "That sounded... bad." His eyes fill with concern.
"Eh, don't worry" She adjusts her neck back into place "One of the few advantages I get as a vampire spawn happens to be the regeneration
He nods silently "I know some benefits from a similar cause. What brings you this deep into the woods, Cherry?" He asks curiously, giving them space to sit down.
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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 goes back inside the warehouse, sitting at her desk, still thinking of potential designs. He can notice that there is something different with her as well- not a big thing, just a slight change. The tips of her fingers are pitch black with a faintly reflective sheen, as if stained with ink. It has nothing to do with Old Blood, but it has the vague, barely-present energy of something distinctly... aberrant.
"...How do I... find friends?.." It asks, not turning to face her. "...Others likely won't be as forgiving as you... I may not be able to say anything before..." It trails off, not finishing its sentence.
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)
"What do ya mean?" She blinks confusedly (The best adverb)
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*basically an emotionally scarred druid who doesnt trust people well. He likes the company of animals better and wears a wooden mask to hide his face. He also hunts down animals hunters and kills them*
The kids smile at her and Oliver is eating slowly, looking sick.
He boops her nose. "Not really a threat."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(Naturally) "You aren't just undead, but apparently you've got a little celestial."
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 does sound like a fun character, I was thinking of many the villain close to a faceless monster who used to be a good guy like Dr Phosphorous.*
She smiles back at them before sitting next to Oliver, "Ya don't have ta eat right now, I ain't gonna make ya."
She giggles, smiling "I guess you're right." She leans in and kisses them passionately, pulling them closer.
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.)
"Yep. I'm an aasimar vampire. How does that work? Uh... it does..."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*oooo. I like that*
"Im hungry..." he signs
He lets out a muffled noise of protest before melting into it
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He looks over to them, concerned for merely a moment as he stops playing before noticing that they are something different entirely. He walks over to them, sitting next to the desk silently, taking of her many hands and beginning to analyze the fingers, rubbing the back of her hand softly.
"A good friend learns ta fergive someone when they really are sorry, it's as easy as findin' the right group o' people. Sometimes that takes months 'er years, some people never find that group o' friends, but I'm sure ya will." She says, confident in them.
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 regret not sleeping very much -v- )
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
"Like I said, you're special, more special than I." He takes off his helmet, revealing his silver eyes and hair, as well as his pointed ears.
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.)
*Don't know what I'll do for the sidekick though.*
"Do ya not like what ya have?"
She holds it for as long as she can manage, closing her eyes and enjoying it.
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 at his face calmly, before cracking her neck
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Do a little gremlin like thing*
He shakes his head. "Feel sick..." he signs
Leo squirms, trying to get some air, her lungs doing better than his for a change.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He winces when they do, "That sounded... bad." His eyes fill with concern.
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 seems so basic though, eh, I'll figure something out, or maybe someone else would be interested.*
She thinks for a moment before putting her hand on their head, trying to sense whats wrong.
She lets them go, taking a deep breath herself as she breaks the kiss, smiling like the villain she is.
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.)
"Eh, don't worry" She adjusts her neck back into place "One of the few advantages I get as a vampire spawn happens to be the regeneration
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*yeah*
He has a small fever.
He pants for air
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She sighs, "Just try ta eat as much as ya can, it's just a lil fever, rest after, okay?"
She does as well, looking to the sky, her burning arm spreading the flames all around them.
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 nods silently "I know some benefits from a similar cause. What brings you this deep into the woods, Cherry?" He asks curiously, giving them space to sit down.
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.)
"But Mr. Theren said hes gonna tell a really cool story after lunch..." he signs with a frown
"Dear, your emotions are flaring." he wheezes
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.