He moves his cold body onto her lap, absorbing a little of her warmth. "Skwasniec, but you can call me Skwasy. I'm going to be very big someday, and I want you to see it. I'm gonna be amazing, you know?"
“Thank you, I don’t want you to think that you are something you are not, but try not to kill any more people.” He begins going back to shopping.
“I believe ya Skwasy, ya got the workin’s o’ a great one, an’ yer gonna make that come true, I can just feel it.” She continues to pet them, the pain fading out of her mind as they continue to talk.
He waves as Rag leaves before returning to the Beach, looking to dredge up more siblings.
He notices this, and makes a decision. She feels... supernaturally marked, somehow. "Have you ever met another dragon before?"
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
He whispers something, barely audible. "It hurts."
"Woah, that's a lot! I've only been around for like a week, but one day I want to know as many languages as you!"
"Would you like to be an angel? I can try and help you if you wish? Perhaps then it would no longer hurt." She offers, tilting her head.
"I've been around for 13.8 billion years kid, learned a lot in my time." He chuckles. William rolled his eyes and continues to pet them.
"I don't know... what is an angel? How do they work? Could I still help my siblings?" He leans against her slightly, finally accepting the embrace.
He sits there quietly for a while, enjoying his pets. "I like you guys."
She nods and sits down, still holding them like a mother would "We could make all of them angels, free them from the scrutiny of those who look upon you with cruelty and evil... Free them from the pain." She sighs wistfully "Wouldn't that be lovely?" She asks and smiles "Think about it, rightfully becoming an angel by gods side. We are loved, truly we are."
Samaritan chuckles "Well isn't that something. Most folks think I'm big and scary so that's a nice change to hear." He smiles behind his mask. William nodded "You're nice too."
"Nice to meet you too, Amicus! What do you like to do?"
"You as well, Helianth. So, why do you think NEO was after you? You're hardly a source of Dark Energy. You don't seem to hold a lot of anger or despair in your... ventricles. You don't have a heart, do you?"
It is silent for a while, having difficulty thinking of any examples. "...I don't know... I haven't had enough time to figure that out yet. What about you?"
"No, I don't. If I had to guess, I'd say NEO caught word of my success regarding the consumption of multiple stars. Something devouring an entire celestial body isn't exactly a common occurrence." It laughs a bit more to itself, its roots uncoiling around the corpse- now a bone-dry husk devoid of any blood.
"I like eating, sleeping, and gathering treasure. I can't do a lot of any of those most of the time, sadly. I also like bathing, but you're kind of like fabric or a ghost, and those don't like getting wet, I don't think."
"Well, hopefully they get the message. Anyway, how are you today?" He steals the ID from the mummified body.
"...Gathering treasure?" It asks, its interest piqued. "...I used to do that with an old acquaintance of mine- mostly magical things. Can I help you gather treasure?"
"I'm managing as well as I can. Eternal hunger makes that tricky sometimes, but overall, not bad. You?" One of its flower heads ignites with brilliant white flames, and in a flash of light, the corpse is reduced to ash.
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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)
*Sure, I'd love to! Any particular character(s) you'd like to interact with?*
*possibly KK with Aurelia, and then I do want to try interacting with Helianth. Though I’m not sure which character i should use for that. Do you have any preference? (If you know my characters, I don’t roleplay here that often*
"I don't know... what is an angel? How do they work? Could I still help my siblings?" He leans against her slightly, finally accepting the embrace.
He sits there quietly for a while, enjoying his pets. "I like you guys."
She nods and sits down, still holding them like a mother would "We could make all of them angels, free them from the scrutiny of those who look upon you with cruelty and evil... Free them from the pain." She sighs wistfully "Wouldn't that be lovely?" She asks and smiles "Think about it, rightfully becoming an angel by gods side. We are loved, truly we are."
Samaritan chuckles "Well isn't that something. Most folks think I'm big and scary so that's a nice change to hear." He smiles behind his mask. William nodded "You're nice too."
"...I need to show you something." He covers her eyes with his hand. Suddenly, she sees what he sees: the Beach. A shore of iron teeth at the border between the real world and the Noctourne, a realm of terror. The 'beach' itself is covered in so, so, so many corpses. Blood and rot spills into the black ocean, where living creatures emerge from, trying to get to the surface to breathe, trying to avoid getting chopped up on the rocks, trying not to get scratched to death by the desperate hands of their brethren. Each monster is malformed, most would never survive more than a minute in the real world. They are thrashed against the shore. Out of the billions flowing in, only a handful survive the sea, and only a handful of those survive long enough to reach our reality, the land beyond the corpse heap. "My family."
"Ha! I'll be bigger and scarier one day! I'm gonna have a whole empire of happy people and they'll all love me, and I'll invite both of you to visit!"
*Sure, I'd love to! Any particular character(s) you'd like to interact with?*
*possibly KK with Aurelia, and then I do want to try interacting with Helianth. Though I’m not sure which character i should use for that. Do you have any preference? (If you know my characters, I don’t roleplay here that often*
*I have no particular preference- use whoever you'd like!*
KK is at the Rippling Court, painting a picture of the sea, seemingly deep in thought.
Helianth is tending to the wretched garden outside its ship, humming an old tune to itself as it does.
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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 like eating, sleeping, and gathering treasure. I can't do a lot of any of those most of the time, sadly. I also like bathing, but you're kind of like fabric or a ghost, and those don't like getting wet, I don't think."
"Well, hopefully they get the message. Anyway, how are you today?" He steals the ID from the mummified body.
"...Gathering treasure?" It asks, its interest piqued. "...I used to do that with an old acquaintance of mine- mostly magical things. Can I help you gather treasure?"
"I'm managing as well as I can. Eternal hunger makes that tricky sometimes, but overall, not bad. You?" One of its flower heads ignites with brilliant white flames, and in a flash of light, the corpse is reduced to ash.
He runs in a little circle. "Yes! I like shiny things, but I also like things that smell nice and can rub off on my scales, and I like food a whole lot, especially if I can save it for a long time. But my favorite treasures are people who I can help!"
"Eh, I've been worse. The NEO keeps killing my family. I kind of just have to watch since I can't be everywhere at once, you know? I've been trying to bolster other Nightmares to help protect the kids, but I've only gotten one guy. He thinks he's a superhero or something."
*Sure, I'd love to! Any particular character(s) you'd like to interact with?*
*possibly KK with Aurelia, and then I do want to try interacting with Helianth. Though I’m not sure which character i should use for that. Do you have any preference? (If you know my characters, I don’t roleplay here that often*
*I have no particular preference- use whoever you'd like!*
KK is at the Rippling Court, painting a picture of the sea, seemingly deep in thought.
Helianth is tending to the wretched garden outside its ship, humming an old tune to itself as it does.
Aurelia, along with two guards on either side of her, is taking a walk across the domain of the rippling court when she sees KK. The Archduchess seems quite stressed out, but smiles a bit when she notices KK, walking up to them and examining their painting. ”greetings!” She says in her usual, semi cheery manner.
Helianth sees a little kid walking around in the garden, with wavy black hair and glimmering white eyes. In their hand is a golden scepter, and on their head is an absurd crown with many jewels and diamonds, too big for the child’s little head, so they constantly have to readjust it so it doesn’t fall off.
"I don't know... what is an angel? How do they work? Could I still help my siblings?" He leans against her slightly, finally accepting the embrace.
He sits there quietly for a while, enjoying his pets. "I like you guys."
She nods and sits down, still holding them like a mother would "We could make all of them angels, free them from the scrutiny of those who look upon you with cruelty and evil... Free them from the pain." She sighs wistfully "Wouldn't that be lovely?" She asks and smiles "Think about it, rightfully becoming an angel by gods side. We are loved, truly we are."
Samaritan chuckles "Well isn't that something. Most folks think I'm big and scary so that's a nice change to hear." He smiles behind his mask. William nodded "You're nice too."
"...I need to show you something." He covers her eyes with his hand. Suddenly, she sees what he sees: the Beach. A shore of iron teeth at the border between the real world and the Noctourne, a realm of terror. The 'beach' itself is covered in so, so, so many corpses. Blood and rot spills into the black ocean, where living creatures emerge from, trying to get to the surface to breathe, trying to avoid getting chopped up on the rocks, trying not to get scratched to death by the desperate hands of their brethren. Each monster is malformed, most would never survive more than a minute in the real world. They are thrashed against the shore. Out of the billions flowing in, only a handful survive the sea, and only a handful of those survive long enough to reach our reality, the land beyond the corpse heap. "My family."
"Ha! I'll be bigger and scarier one day! I'm gonna have a whole empire of happy people and they'll all love me, and I'll invite both of you to visit!"
She is quiet for a moment, two moments, many more after before she utters a single word. "Beautiful.."
Far more painful than yours When you know she would go with you If there only were doors
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
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"I don't know... what is an angel? How do they work? Could I still help my siblings?" He leans against her slightly, finally accepting the embrace.
He sits there quietly for a while, enjoying his pets. "I like you guys."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He waves as Rag leaves before returning to the Beach, looking to dredge up more siblings.
He notices this, and makes a decision. She feels... supernaturally marked, somehow. "Have you ever met another dragon before?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Be enjoy I would to that.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(sure. though replies might be slow)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*alright! Anyone you want in particular?*
She nods and sits down, still holding them like a mother would "We could make all of them angels, free them from the scrutiny of those who look upon you with cruelty and evil... Free them from the pain." She sighs wistfully "Wouldn't that be lovely?" She asks and smiles "Think about it, rightfully becoming an angel by gods side. We are loved, truly we are."
Samaritan chuckles "Well isn't that something. Most folks think I'm big and scary so that's a nice change to hear." He smiles behind his mask. William nodded "You're nice too."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Nope! Fire away! If you can't think of any, bring out the pretty lady and the child.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*agony*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I can guess that, ‘pretty lady,’ probably refers to Aurelia, but who’s the other one, ‘the child,’?*
"...Gathering treasure?" It asks, its interest piqued. "...I used to do that with an old acquaintance of mine- mostly magical things. Can I help you gather treasure?"
"I'm managing as well as I can. Eternal hunger makes that tricky sometimes, but overall, not bad. You?" One of its flower heads ignites with brilliant white flames, and in a flash of light, the corpse is reduced to ash.
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)
*Sure, I'd love to! Any particular character(s) you'd like to interact with?*
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)
*possibly KK with Aurelia, and then I do want to try interacting with Helianth. Though I’m not sure which character i should use for that. Do you have any preference? (If you know my characters, I don’t roleplay here that often*
*Are you okay? Can I help?*
Sig but long ^w^
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"...I need to show you something." He covers her eyes with his hand. Suddenly, she sees what he sees: the Beach. A shore of iron teeth at the border between the real world and the Noctourne, a realm of terror. The 'beach' itself is covered in so, so, so many corpses. Blood and rot spills into the black ocean, where living creatures emerge from, trying to get to the surface to breathe, trying to avoid getting chopped up on the rocks, trying not to get scratched to death by the desperate hands of their brethren. Each monster is malformed, most would never survive more than a minute in the real world. They are thrashed against the shore. Out of the billions flowing in, only a handful survive the sea, and only a handful of those survive long enough to reach our reality, the land beyond the corpse heap. "My family."
"Ha! I'll be bigger and scarier one day! I'm gonna have a whole empire of happy people and they'll all love me, and I'll invite both of you to visit!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I have no particular preference- use whoever you'd like!*
KK is at the Rippling Court, painting a picture of the sea, seemingly deep in thought.
Helianth is tending to the wretched garden outside its ship, humming an old tune to itself as it does.
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)
*Whoever you want them to be. I was thinking of Lonely, but I forgot he isn't on here.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He runs in a little circle. "Yes! I like shiny things, but I also like things that smell nice and can rub off on my scales, and I like food a whole lot, especially if I can save it for a long time. But my favorite treasures are people who I can help!"
"Eh, I've been worse. The NEO keeps killing my family. I kind of just have to watch since I can't be everywhere at once, you know? I've been trying to bolster other Nightmares to help protect the kids, but I've only gotten one guy. He thinks he's a superhero or something."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Aurelia, along with two guards on either side of her, is taking a walk across the domain of the rippling court when she sees KK. The Archduchess seems quite stressed out, but smiles a bit when she notices KK, walking up to them and examining their painting. ”greetings!” She says in her usual, semi cheery manner.
Helianth sees a little kid walking around in the garden, with wavy black hair and glimmering white eyes. In their hand is a golden scepter, and on their head is an absurd crown with many jewels and diamonds, too big for the child’s little head, so they constantly have to readjust it so it doesn’t fall off.
She is quiet for a moment, two moments, many more after before she utters a single word. "Beautiful.."
William nods "How big we talking?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Far more painful than yours
When you know she would go with you
If there only were doors
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)