She flips the board over after taking a deep breath, closing her eyes as they can see her claws clinging to the board, bubbles come up occasionally to show she isn’t dying.
'Ya good there?'
Drilin dives into the water to check on Moonshine
Moonshine is kind just underwater, enjoying the moment of having this much water.
Drilin splashes Moonshine
She opens her eyes, which are left entirely untouched by the water, waving at them.
'Ya know, I'd figured you'd like it here'
She flips back over to the water, “I love it! A desert lizard in a lil pool!” She grins once more.
She flips the board over after taking a deep breath, closing her eyes as they can see her claws clinging to the board, bubbles come up occasionally to show she isn’t dying.
'Ya good there?'
Drilin dives into the water to check on Moonshine
Moonshine is kind just underwater, enjoying the moment of having this much water.
Drilin splashes Moonshine
She opens her eyes, which are left entirely untouched by the water, waving at them.
'Ya know, I'd figured you'd like it here'
She flips back over to the water, “I love it! A desert lizard in a lil pool!” She grins once more.
'This could be ya lil oasis. Or maybe one day, we could throw pool parties?'
She flips the board over after taking a deep breath, closing her eyes as they can see her claws clinging to the board, bubbles come up occasionally to show she isn’t dying.
'Ya good there?'
Drilin dives into the water to check on Moonshine
Moonshine is kind just underwater, enjoying the moment of having this much water.
Drilin splashes Moonshine
She opens her eyes, which are left entirely untouched by the water, waving at them.
'Ya know, I'd figured you'd like it here'
She flips back over to the water, “I love it! A desert lizard in a lil pool!” She grins once more.
'This could be ya lil oasis. Or maybe one day, we could throw pool parties?'
“I would love fer either o’ those things, but we’d have ta get some friends ‘round here first.”
She flips the board over after taking a deep breath, closing her eyes as they can see her claws clinging to the board, bubbles come up occasionally to show she isn’t dying.
'Ya good there?'
Drilin dives into the water to check on Moonshine
Moonshine is kind just underwater, enjoying the moment of having this much water.
Drilin splashes Moonshine
She opens her eyes, which are left entirely untouched by the water, waving at them.
'Ya know, I'd figured you'd like it here'
She flips back over to the water, “I love it! A desert lizard in a lil pool!” She grins once more.
'This could be ya lil oasis. Or maybe one day, we could throw pool parties?'
“I would love fer either o’ those things, but we’d have ta get some friends ‘round here first.”
'hah, yeah, that's true. Maybe we should. Head out to the surface, get well liked?'
*Alright, I'm actually back this time. Would anyone like to rp?*
*Im also here, and I would like to rp if that’s cool with you.*
*Awesome! Are there any characters you specifically want?*
*Absolutely not, anyone you want to provide I would love to have, it’s great.*
*Works with me. Here ya go!*
KK is continuing her research on both the Old Blood, and her small amount of Dark Energy corruption.
Helianth is continuing to tend to its wretched 'garden' outside the Spelljammer. Twisted shapes of flesh and metal are beginning to grow from each of the ash-filled pots.
Henry is thinking of how he would access dark energy himself, and as a result obtain the same corruption his wife has, sitting nearby.
Eithan decides to take the time to walk over. Despite not being a god himself, the presence of darkness seems to try and get away from him, as the feeling of light does when Helianth is around, clad in his silver armor.
*Apologies for the delay- I'm back now.*
She is taking notes regarding the extents of the Dark Energy's malleability- she focuses for a moment, the corrupted ends of her fingers on one hand shaping themselves into long, blade-like claws with a faint metallic sheen, which she takes detailed notes of. "I have a question for you." She says to him, sensing his curiosity. "Well, really, it's more of an invitation."
The crooked flower is pouring more distilled sunlight into each of the pots, 'watering' the 'plants', when it notices Eithan there. "They're growing quite quickly now." It says to no one in particular. "They'll be fully ambulatory by the end of the week, if not sooner."
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"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Alright, I'm actually back this time. Would anyone like to rp?*
*Im also here, and I would like to rp if that’s cool with you.*
*Awesome! Are there any characters you specifically want?*
*Absolutely not, anyone you want to provide I would love to have, it’s great.*
*Works with me. Here ya go!*
KK is continuing her research on both the Old Blood, and her small amount of Dark Energy corruption.
Helianth is continuing to tend to its wretched 'garden' outside the Spelljammer. Twisted shapes of flesh and metal are beginning to grow from each of the ash-filled pots.
Henry is thinking of how he would access dark energy himself, and as a result obtain the same corruption his wife has, sitting nearby.
Eithan decides to take the time to walk over. Despite not being a god himself, the presence of darkness seems to try and get away from him, as the feeling of light does when Helianth is around, clad in his silver armor.
*Apologies for the delay- I'm back now.*
She is taking notes regarding the extents of the Dark Energy's malleability- she focuses for a moment, the corrupted ends of her fingers on one hand shaping themselves into long, blade-like claws with a faint metallic sheen, which she takes detailed notes of. "I have a question for you." She says to him, sensing his curiosity. "Well, really, it's more of an invitation."
The crooked flower is pouring more distilled sunlight into each of the pots, 'watering' the 'plants', when it notices Eithan there. "They're growing quite quickly now." It says to no one in particular. "They'll be fully ambulatory by the end of the week, if not sooner."
He breaks his train of thought, shaking his head as he his eyes dilate and refocus, KK would notice that his eyes have become notably more slitted than they used to be, like that of a cat, “Well ask away my dear, I would love to hear your invitation.”
He sticks his silver blade into the ground in front of him, leaning into it as he looks down at the pots, his soothing aura washing over the area “Helianth? You may not know me, but I do know of you, new god, and protector of who is now a god of hope. May I ask what you are making here?” He asks, though he likely already knows, speaking with respect.
She thinks about it for a moment, lying on her back, “We could do that… or we could get a bunch o’ rat buddies down here.”
'Or both. Both is good?'
She thinks about it, before nodding “Both is good.”
'Yeah. How about we go be social? And get us some food whilst we're at it? Call it an adventure'
She pushes herself to standing on the board, not even realizing it “Sounds like a real fun adventure!” She then falls into the water.
'Hah. Maybe ya too dirty and stinky to go to the surface. Joking, joking, ya fine. And who cares, anyway.' Drilin's tone becomes more serious for a moment. 'The people who judge on appearances aren't the ones we're looking for'
She thinks about it for a moment, lying on her back, “We could do that… or we could get a bunch o’ rat buddies down here.”
'Or both. Both is good?'
She thinks about it, before nodding “Both is good.”
'Yeah. How about we go be social? And get us some food whilst we're at it? Call it an adventure'
She pushes herself to standing on the board, not even realizing it “Sounds like a real fun adventure!” She then falls into the water.
'Hah. Maybe ya too dirty and stinky to go to the surface. Joking, joking, ya fine. And who cares, anyway.' Drilin's tone becomes more serious for a moment. 'The people who judge on appearances aren't the ones we're looking for'
She pushes herself back to the surface, cackling like a mad woman as she begins to swim it and herself back to shore. She looks back at them, “Sounds like a real fun one, got any place ta start? Any friends ya know that might be willin’ ta help?”
She thinks about it for a moment, lying on her back, “We could do that… or we could get a bunch o’ rat buddies down here.”
'Or both. Both is good?'
She thinks about it, before nodding “Both is good.”
'Yeah. How about we go be social? And get us some food whilst we're at it? Call it an adventure'
She pushes herself to standing on the board, not even realizing it “Sounds like a real fun adventure!” She then falls into the water.
'Hah. Maybe ya too dirty and stinky to go to the surface. Joking, joking, ya fine. And who cares, anyway.' Drilin's tone becomes more serious for a moment. 'The people who judge on appearances aren't the ones we're looking for'
She pushes herself back to the surface, cackling like a mad woman as she begins to swim it and herself back to shore. She looks back at them, “Sounds like a real fun one, got any place ta start? Any friends ya know that might be willin’ ta help?”
'Not yet. But let's take a look around' Drilin hauls himself out of the water and makes his way through the pipes towards the surface
She thinks about it for a moment, lying on her back, “We could do that… or we could get a bunch o’ rat buddies down here.”
'Or both. Both is good?'
She thinks about it, before nodding “Both is good.”
'Yeah. How about we go be social? And get us some food whilst we're at it? Call it an adventure'
She pushes herself to standing on the board, not even realizing it “Sounds like a real fun adventure!” She then falls into the water.
'Hah. Maybe ya too dirty and stinky to go to the surface. Joking, joking, ya fine. And who cares, anyway.' Drilin's tone becomes more serious for a moment. 'The people who judge on appearances aren't the ones we're looking for'
She pushes herself back to the surface, cackling like a mad woman as she begins to swim it and herself back to shore. She looks back at them, “Sounds like a real fun one, got any place ta start? Any friends ya know that might be willin’ ta help?”
'Not yet. But let's take a look around' Drilin hauls himself out of the water and makes his way through the pipes towards the surface
She cleans herself up as she follows after them, smiling softly at them as she hides away her board, skipping after them.
She is taking notes regarding the extents of the Dark Energy's malleability- she focuses for a moment, the corrupted ends of her fingers on one hand shaping themselves into long, blade-like claws with a faint metallic sheen, which she takes detailed notes of. "I have a question for you." She says to him, sensing his curiosity. "Well, really, it's more of an invitation."
The crooked flower is pouring more distilled sunlight into each of the pots, 'watering' the 'plants', when it notices Eithan there. "They're growing quite quickly now." It says to no one in particular. "They'll be fully ambulatory by the end of the week, if not sooner."
He breaks his train of thought, shaking his head as he his eyes dilate and refocus, KK would notice that his eyes have become notably more slitted than they used to be, like that of a cat, “Well ask away my dear, I would love to hear your invitation.”
He sticks his silver blade into the ground in front of him, leaning into it as he looks down at the pots, his soothing aura washing over the area “Helianth? You may not know me, but I do know of you, new god, and protector of who is now a god of hope. May I ask what you are making here?” He asks, though he likely already knows, speaking with respect.
She notices this and smiles a bit to herself. "When I had first found The Beach, it was because someone else showed me- one by the name of Stigmata. He offered me an opportunity- he could help me become an Arteist. A Nightmare. An opus composed of Dark Energy." She explains, thinking for a second, her hand reverting back to normal. "If you wish, I can extend that invitation to you as well- we'd be reborn together."
"Indeed. Has word of my ascension spread this far already?.. Ah, never mind that." It slithers over to one of the pots, picking it up in its multiple arms with relative ease. "I am making Avatars. Extensions of myself and my will, all connected to and controlled by my mind. That way, I could carry out my work without leaving the side of my friends."
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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 is taking notes regarding the extents of the Dark Energy's malleability- she focuses for a moment, the corrupted ends of her fingers on one hand shaping themselves into long, blade-like claws with a faint metallic sheen, which she takes detailed notes of. "I have a question for you." She says to him, sensing his curiosity. "Well, really, it's more of an invitation."
The crooked flower is pouring more distilled sunlight into each of the pots, 'watering' the 'plants', when it notices Eithan there. "They're growing quite quickly now." It says to no one in particular. "They'll be fully ambulatory by the end of the week, if not sooner."
He breaks his train of thought, shaking his head as he his eyes dilate and refocus, KK would notice that his eyes have become notably more slitted than they used to be, like that of a cat, “Well ask away my dear, I would love to hear your invitation.”
He sticks his silver blade into the ground in front of him, leaning into it as he looks down at the pots, his soothing aura washing over the area “Helianth? You may not know me, but I do know of you, new god, and protector of who is now a god of hope. May I ask what you are making here?” He asks, though he likely already knows, speaking with respect.
She notices this and smiles a bit to herself. "When I had first found The Beach, it was because someone else showed me- one by the name of Stigmata. He offered me an opportunity- he could help me become an Arteist. A Nightmare. An opus composed of Dark Energy." She explains, thinking for a second, her hand reverting back to normal. "If you wish, I can extend that invitation to you as well- we'd be reborn together."
"Indeed. Has word of my ascension spread this far already?.. Ah, never mind that." It slithers over to one of the pots, picking it up in its multiple arms with relative ease. "I am making Avatars. Extensions of myself and my will, all connected to and controlled by my mind. That way, I could carry out my work without leaving the side of my friends."
He seems surprised by the offer, thinking about it for a moment before looking back up to them “What would being reborn entail? I would love to follow you anywhere in the world, or anywhere in existence for that matter, but there is no need for you to provide me with such an offer.” He gets up, using his cane as he walks over to her.
“At first, I wouldn’t want to trust you, more likely I would be killing you right now, but something tells me not to, not a sense of fear at what you may do to me or anything of the like, rather I believe despite the darkness you encourage, you are good.” He says, walking over to the pots, leaning down to look inside one, sprinkling a bit of silver starlight into it.
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She flips back over to the water, “I love it! A desert lizard in a lil pool!” She grins once more.
'This could be ya lil oasis. Or maybe one day, we could throw pool parties?'
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“I would love fer either o’ those things, but we’d have ta get some friends ‘round here first.”
'hah, yeah, that's true. Maybe we should. Head out to the surface, get well liked?'
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She thinks about it for a moment, lying on her back, “We could do that… or we could get a bunch o’ rat buddies down here.”
'Or both. Both is good?'
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*Apologies for the delay- I'm back now.*
She is taking notes regarding the extents of the Dark Energy's malleability- she focuses for a moment, the corrupted ends of her fingers on one hand shaping themselves into long, blade-like claws with a faint metallic sheen, which she takes detailed notes of. "I have a question for you." She says to him, sensing his curiosity. "Well, really, it's more of an invitation."
The crooked flower is pouring more distilled sunlight into each of the pots, 'watering' the 'plants', when it notices Eithan there. "They're growing quite quickly now." It says to no one in particular. "They'll be fully ambulatory by the end of the week, if not sooner."
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)
He breaks his train of thought, shaking his head as he his eyes dilate and refocus, KK would notice that his eyes have become notably more slitted than they used to be, like that of a cat, “Well ask away my dear, I would love to hear your invitation.”
He sticks his silver blade into the ground in front of him, leaning into it as he looks down at the pots, his soothing aura washing over the area “Helianth? You may not know me, but I do know of you, new god, and protector of who is now a god of hope. May I ask what you are making here?” He asks, though he likely already knows, speaking with respect.
She thinks about it, before nodding “Both is good.”
'Yeah. How about we go be social? And get us some food whilst we're at it? Call it an adventure'
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She pushes herself to standing on the board, not even realizing it “Sounds like a real fun adventure!” She then falls into the water.
'Hah. Maybe ya too dirty and stinky to go to the surface. Joking, joking, ya fine. And who cares, anyway.' Drilin's tone becomes more serious for a moment. 'The people who judge on appearances aren't the ones we're looking for'
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She pushes herself back to the surface, cackling like a mad woman as she begins to swim it and herself back to shore. She looks back at them, “Sounds like a real fun one, got any place ta start? Any friends ya know that might be willin’ ta help?”
'Not yet. But let's take a look around' Drilin hauls himself out of the water and makes his way through the pipes towards the surface
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She cleans herself up as she follows after them, smiling softly at them as she hides away her board, skipping after them.
She notices this and smiles a bit to herself. "When I had first found The Beach, it was because someone else showed me- one by the name of Stigmata. He offered me an opportunity- he could help me become an Arteist. A Nightmare. An opus composed of Dark Energy." She explains, thinking for a second, her hand reverting back to normal. "If you wish, I can extend that invitation to you as well- we'd be reborn together."
"Indeed. Has word of my ascension spread this far already?.. Ah, never mind that." It slithers over to one of the pots, picking it up in its multiple arms with relative ease. "I am making Avatars. Extensions of myself and my will, all connected to and controlled by my mind. That way, I could carry out my work without leaving the side of my friends."
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)
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Drilin arrives on the surface, dripping wet and blinking in the sunlight. He looks around, before zeroing in on a noodle bar. 'Can ya smell that?'
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*Just found out my sister has an account on Twitter. Dear lord.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*oh dear indeed. You ok? Wanna rp?*
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He seems surprised by the offer, thinking about it for a moment before looking back up to them “What would being reborn entail? I would love to follow you anywhere in the world, or anywhere in existence for that matter, but there is no need for you to provide me with such an offer.” He gets up, using his cane as he walks over to her.
“At first, I wouldn’t want to trust you, more likely I would be killing you right now, but something tells me not to, not a sense of fear at what you may do to me or anything of the like, rather I believe despite the darkness you encourage, you are good.” He says, walking over to the pots, leaning down to look inside one, sprinkling a bit of silver starlight into it.