She walks over to request a table for two, and comes back to the table with two menus, sitting down and passing them one. She looks over the menu, hoping they have what she's looking for- sure enough, they do.
"Have you ever wished you could be in multiple places at once?" It asks him, continuing to tend to the 'garden'.
He looks through the menu, eventually putting it down quickly as he decides what he wants, leaning on his hand as he rests on the table, looking at them happily, "I love you deeply, KK."
He thinks about it for a moment, clinging to his new divine symbol, an amulet of invincibility "I don't think I have, I like where I am, and just where I am."
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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 walks over to request a table for two, and comes back to the table with two menus, sitting down and passing them one. She looks over the menu, hoping they have what she's looking for- sure enough, they do.
"Have you ever wished you could be in multiple places at once?" It asks him, continuing to tend to the 'garden'.
He looks through the menu, eventually putting it down quickly as he decides what he wants, leaning on his hand as he rests on the table, looking at them happily, "I love you deeply, KK."
He thinks about it for a moment, clinging to his new divine symbol, an amulet of invincibility "I don't think I have, I like where I am, and just where I am."
After a little while, she folds up and sets down the menu as well, looking at them with the biggest smile on her face. "Henry, my love for you is deeper than the bottom of the Abyss itself."
"I see... I suppose we can agree to disagree on that, then." It responds, finishing adding sunlight to the pots and setting the can down. "That's what I'm working on right now."
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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)
*More so my back teeth, i think they accidently hit something back there because its the edge between the gums and the tooth.*
*That still sounds like it really hurts, currently my wisdom teeth are coming in, and apparently I have room for them.*
*Wanna rp?*
*Sure, who do you want?*
*Don't really got too much of a preference, Misha and maybe someone else?*
Misha is in her butcher's shop, and her twitches more frequently since Thorne has been sniffing around. She grips her rosary while cleaning the floor, sweeping the dust out the door.
Stroth is outside, tending to his blight flowers. He prunes the dead leaves from the flowers, humming to himself.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Je vais bien en ce moment. Être gay, tuer des fascistes, tu sais.*
*Oui, je sais. Unfortunately, that's about all the French I know off the top of my head. Would you like to rp?*
*sure, who ya want?*
*Let's go with... Stroth and another of your choice, please!*
Misha is in her butcher's shop, and her twitches more frequently since Thorne has been sniffing around. She grips her rosary while cleaning the floor, sweeping the dust out the door.
Stroth is outside, tending to his blight flowers. He prunes the dead leaves from the flowers, humming to himself.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
After a little while, she folds up and sets down the menu as well, looking at them with the biggest smile on her face. "Henry, my love for you is deeper than the bottom of the Abyss itself."
"I see... I suppose we can agree to disagree on that, then." It responds, finishing adding sunlight to the pots and setting the can down. "That's what I'm working on right now."
"My love for you could reach farther than the entire multiverse across, you are my life, my every waking moment I live for you." He says, leaning closer to them, smiling brightly, looking a little playful.
"Yeah, that sounds really cool though, multiple of you all around the place." He says, looking at the plants, still holding tight to his amulet "You're the best, Helianth."
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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.'
*More so my back teeth, i think they accidently hit something back there because its the edge between the gums and the tooth.*
*That still sounds like it really hurts, currently my wisdom teeth are coming in, and apparently I have room for them.*
*Wanna rp?*
*Sure, who do you want?*
*Don't really got too much of a preference, Misha and maybe someone else?*
Misha is in her butcher's shop, and her twitches more frequently since Thorne has been sniffing around. She grips her rosary while cleaning the floor, sweeping the dust out the door.
Stroth is outside, tending to his blight flowers. He prunes the dead leaves from the flowers, humming to himself.
Mavis is outside the butcher shop, leaning against a lamppost, reading a book. She notices Misha open the door and looks over at her. "You okay? You're shaking." She asks.
KK walks over, grinning widely. "Hi, Stroth." She says, looking at the blight flowers.
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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)
*More so my back teeth, i think they accidently hit something back there because its the edge between the gums and the tooth.*
*That still sounds like it really hurts, currently my wisdom teeth are coming in, and apparently I have room for them.*
*Wanna rp?*
*Sure, who do you want?*
*Don't really got too much of a preference, Misha and maybe someone else?*
Misha is in her butcher's shop, and her twitches more frequently since Thorne has been sniffing around. She grips her rosary while cleaning the floor, sweeping the dust out the door.
Stroth is outside, tending to his blight flowers. He prunes the dead leaves from the flowers, humming to himself.
A calm feeling settles into the area, only able to be associated with Eithan, who politely knocks on the door, holding a bundle of flowers in a vase, his eyes seem strangely tired, lacking their usual liveliness.
Sparrow walks outside to come check on his husband, he's hung up his revolver, that life hopefully finally behind him. He hugs Stroth from behind, "Guess who."
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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 nods, slowly passing out in her arms. He holds her burning hand softly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He looks through the menu, eventually putting it down quickly as he decides what he wants, leaning on his hand as he rests on the table, looking at them happily, "I love you deeply, KK."
He thinks about it for a moment, clinging to his new divine symbol, an amulet of invincibility "I don't think I have, I like where I am, and just where I am."
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.)
*Sure, who do you want?*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She carries them to bed, holding their hand all the while, placing them down in the bed softly.
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.)
*Hey Wendi, would you wanna rp? I have a bit more time before i gtg*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Don't really got too much of a preference, Misha and maybe someone else?*
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 mumbles in his sleep, pulling her closer
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Let's go with... Stroth and another of your choice, please!*
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 lies down next to them, rubbing their head softly, muttering loving words.
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 hugs her close, head on her shoulder
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
After a little while, she folds up and sets down the menu as well, looking at them with the biggest smile on her face. "Henry, my love for you is deeper than the bottom of the Abyss itself."
"I see... I suppose we can agree to disagree on that, then." It responds, finishing adding sunlight to the pots and setting the can down. "That's what I'm working on right now."
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)
Misha is in her butcher's shop, and her twitches more frequently since Thorne has been sniffing around. She grips her rosary while cleaning the floor, sweeping the dust out the door.
Stroth is outside, tending to his blight flowers. He prunes the dead leaves from the flowers, humming to himself.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She lets them sleep, being there for them the entire time.
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.)
Misha is in her butcher's shop, and her twitches more frequently since Thorne has been sniffing around. She grips her rosary while cleaning the floor, sweeping the dust out the door.
Stroth is outside, tending to his blight flowers. He prunes the dead leaves from the flowers, humming to himself.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Unfortunately gotta go in 4 minutes. Are you gonna be online over your break?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"My love for you could reach farther than the entire multiverse across, you are my life, my every waking moment I live for you." He says, leaning closer to them, smiling brightly, looking a little playful.
"Yeah, that sounds really cool though, multiple of you all around the place." He says, looking at the plants, still holding tight to his amulet "You're the best, Helianth."
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, how about you man? Will you be online? I don't be on my computer but I will be on mobile.*
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.)
*My spring break starts next week. Might be on and off. Depends on how im feelin*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Mavis is outside the butcher shop, leaning against a lamppost, reading a book. She notices Misha open the door and looks over at her. "You okay? You're shaking." She asks.
KK walks over, grinning widely. "Hi, Stroth." She says, looking at the blight flowers.
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)
A calm feeling settles into the area, only able to be associated with Eithan, who politely knocks on the door, holding a bundle of flowers in a vase, his eyes seem strangely tired, lacking their usual liveliness.
Sparrow walks outside to come check on his husband, he's hung up his revolver, that life hopefully finally behind him. He hugs Stroth from behind, "Guess who."
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.)