She tries to speak, but words catch in her throat, and she just crumples like paper onto them, beginning to cry with them after a moment.
She clings to her back, chin resting on her shoulder.
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
She tries to speak, but words catch in her throat, and she just crumples like paper onto them, beginning to cry with them after a moment.
She clings to her back, chin resting on her shoulder.
She just shakes weakly, she hasn’t cried like this in a real long time, but losing her sister shatters her.
"I told you what I would do to her if I found my sister hurt." he growls out, getting a bit more composed
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
She tries to speak, but words catch in her throat, and she just crumples like paper onto them, beginning to cry with them after a moment.
She clings to her back, chin resting on her shoulder.
She just shakes weakly, she hasn’t cried like this in a real long time, but losing her sister shatters her.
"I told you what I would do to her if I found my sister hurt." he growls out, getting a bit more composed
She nods, pushing herself to her feet after a moment, she puts knives away, “Come on.” She begins walking, her footsteps entirely silent.
He gets up and cracks his neck, coming into his bigger form as he follows her.
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
She tries to speak, but words catch in her throat, and she just crumples like paper onto them, beginning to cry with them after a moment.
She clings to her back, chin resting on her shoulder.
She just shakes weakly, she hasn’t cried like this in a real long time, but losing her sister shatters her.
"I told you what I would do to her if I found my sister hurt." he growls out, getting a bit more composed
She nods, pushing herself to her feet after a moment, she puts knives away, “Come on.” She begins walking, her footsteps entirely silent.
He gets up and cracks his neck, coming into his bigger form as he follows her.
They lead them to Marionette’s home, quietly climbing up to the side of the small balcony, waiting for them to get to the door.
He wastes no time in pounding on the door, nearly destroying it.
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
A truck full of NEO agents has arrived in town. Leading them is a fluffy animatronic bee, 7 feet tall and probably 5 feet wide with his tremendous artificial weight. He wears white pants and a similar longcoat and military captain's hat, all but the last a bit too small. He wears nothing beneath the unclosable coat, leaving his incredibly well-padded belly and fuzzy chest easily accessible for hugs. He would be utterly adorable if it weren't for the military gear. He moves slowly and gently with a warm smile, a massive contrast to the other Exorcists, who seem to be making extra effort to appear presentable and obedient.
Local Exocists bring in boxes of Artefacts. The mascot isn't especially interested, to the chagrin of his subordinates, who begin to count and weigh the objects. "Captain Amatarou, would you like to go hunting?" An exorcist in a strange helmet asks. "No thank you, Mr. Faust." Replies the Captain with a gentle, soft voice, opening a bag of candy. "I think we should just stand by for now. Could you ask around to see if anyone wants anything from the store?" Mr. Faust nods curtly and heads for the other men in their white boiler suits and medals.
Amatarou sighs and sits on the ground, his plush body squishing outward slightly. He looks out at the tavern and starts eating his gummy worms.
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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.
A truck full of NEO agents has arrived in town. Leading them is a fluffy animatronic bee, 7 feet tall and probably 5 feet wide with his tremendous artificial weight. He wears white pants and a similar longcoat and military captain's hat, all but the last a bit too small. He wears nothing beneath the unclosable coat, leaving his incredibly well-padded belly and fuzzy chest easily accessible for hugs. He would be utterly adorable if it weren't for the military gear. He moves slowly and gently with a warm smile, a massive contrast to the other Exorcists, who seem to be making extra effort to appear presentable and obedient.
Local Exocists bring in boxes of Artefacts. The mascot isn't especially interested, to the chagrin of his subordinates, who begin to count and weigh the objects. "Captain Amatarou, would you like to go hunting?" An exorcist in a strange helmet asks. "No thank you, Mr. Faust." Replies the Captain with a gentle, soft voice, opening a bag of candy. "I think we should just stand by for now. Could you ask around to see if anyone wants anything from the store?" Mr. Faust nods curtly and heads for the other men in their white boiler suits and medals.
Amatarou sighs and sits on the ground, his plush body squishing outward slightly. He looks out at the tavern and starts eating his gummy worms.
Sitting at the Inn is Jason and his small Nightmare companion, Frost. He sits in a rocking chair, calmly eating a sandwich before looking over to Amatarou for a moment, he pulls down his cloak, smiling at them despite the lack of warmth in his gaze.
She tries to speak, but words catch in her throat, and she just crumples like paper onto them, beginning to cry with them after a moment.
She clings to her back, chin resting on her shoulder.
She just shakes weakly, she hasn’t cried like this in a real long time, but losing her sister shatters her.
"I told you what I would do to her if I found my sister hurt." he growls out, getting a bit more composed
She nods, pushing herself to her feet after a moment, she puts knives away, “Come on.” She begins walking, her footsteps entirely silent.
He gets up and cracks his neck, coming into his bigger form as he follows her.
They lead them to Marionette’s home, quietly climbing up to the side of the small balcony, waiting for them to get to the door.
He wastes no time in pounding on the door, nearly destroying it.
Splinters fill the living room as Marionette looks up confused, unable to get any words out. Marie is nowhere to be seen, and that’s what she wants.
*Oh also, want anybody else?*
*rag and Paracelsus'*
"Don't move, don't talk." he says as he dashes forward in an instant, paws around her neck.
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
She tries to speak, but words catch in her throat, and she just crumples like paper onto them, beginning to cry with them after a moment.
She clings to her back, chin resting on her shoulder.
She just shakes weakly, she hasn’t cried like this in a real long time, but losing her sister shatters her.
"I told you what I would do to her if I found my sister hurt." he growls out, getting a bit more composed
She nods, pushing herself to her feet after a moment, she puts knives away, “Come on.” She begins walking, her footsteps entirely silent.
He gets up and cracks his neck, coming into his bigger form as he follows her.
They lead them to Marionette’s home, quietly climbing up to the side of the small balcony, waiting for them to get to the door.
He wastes no time in pounding on the door, nearly destroying it.
Splinters fill the living room as Marionette looks up confused, unable to get any words out. Marie is nowhere to be seen, and that’s what she wants.
*Oh also, want anybody else?*
*rag and Paracelsus'*
"Don't move, don't talk." he says as he dashes forward in an instant, paws around her neck.
*Oh I forgot to tell you, I might kill Rag.*
She doesn’t know what to do, so out of instinct she reaches for her prayer book and mace, holding them tight.
Rag is working out in Sam’s demiplane, eyes closed and focused on the workout. He’s been working out for several hours, and hasn’t slowed down yet.
Paracelsus has seemingly gone missing, leaving a note telling Robin or James not to worry, and that she’s just out experimenting.
*Blood will be shed if he cannot be reborn. Lotty can be reborn*
"Why did you hurt her?" he spits out, frothing.
"Babe, you need to come and eat." Sam says, frowning
Robin has teamed up with James to find her with James' nose and Robin's intelligence.
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
He sighs, putting his blades away “Where it all began? Home sweet home for this new life of yours I would have to assume. I’m happy that it did work and didn’t just leave a hole in reality like it occasionally does. Anyway, what do you think, dear?” He asks, grabbing his cane.
“Exactly, that’s quite interesting, the heat outside is beaten by the cold, yet the heat inside remains entirely unaffected, what else should I expect from a god such as yourself to a mere mortal such as myself.”
"No, it's... it's where Kiko died. Where she found me and... well, I'm sure I've told you the rest before." She responds. "I'm not sure what to think. It doesn't feel right, but I'm almost... sentimental." She adds, not elaborating, just looking through the gateway in reality.
"Your observation is mostly correct, though there's one thing that differs. The heat and light inside isn't stagnant- it's constantly trying to escape in a fiery explosion. It just can't flee my grasp once it's past the event horizon, try as it may." It explains, as though this was a normal and not-at-all deeply concerning thing.
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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)
A truck full of NEO agents has arrived in town. Leading them is a fluffy animatronic bee, 7 feet tall and probably 5 feet wide with his tremendous artificial weight. He wears white pants and a similar longcoat and military captain's hat, all but the last a bit too small. He wears nothing beneath the unclosable coat, leaving his incredibly well-padded belly and fuzzy chest easily accessible for hugs. He would be utterly adorable if it weren't for the military gear. He moves slowly and gently with a warm smile, a massive contrast to the other Exorcists, who seem to be making extra effort to appear presentable and obedient.
Local Exocists bring in boxes of Artefacts. The mascot isn't especially interested, to the chagrin of his subordinates, who begin to count and weigh the objects. "Captain Amatarou, would you like to go hunting?" An exorcist in a strange helmet asks. "No thank you, Mr. Faust." Replies the Captain with a gentle, soft voice, opening a bag of candy. "I think we should just stand by for now. Could you ask around to see if anyone wants anything from the store?" Mr. Faust nods curtly and heads for the other men in their white boiler suits and medals.
Amatarou sighs and sits on the ground, his plush body squishing outward slightly. He looks out at the tavern and starts eating his gummy worms.
Amicus is a ways away, noticing the agents' arrival and- not knowing they could be dangerous to it- believing them to be new potential friends. The shadow drifts over towards them, though doesn't get too close, hoping not to scare any of them.
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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)
A truck full of NEO agents has arrived in town. Leading them is a fluffy animatronic bee, 7 feet tall and probably 5 feet wide with his tremendous artificial weight. He wears white pants and a similar longcoat and military captain's hat, all but the last a bit too small. He wears nothing beneath the unclosable coat, leaving his incredibly well-padded belly and fuzzy chest easily accessible for hugs. He would be utterly adorable if it weren't for the military gear. He moves slowly and gently with a warm smile, a massive contrast to the other Exorcists, who seem to be making extra effort to appear presentable and obedient.
Local Exocists bring in boxes of Artefacts. The mascot isn't especially interested, to the chagrin of his subordinates, who begin to count and weigh the objects. "Captain Amatarou, would you like to go hunting?" An exorcist in a strange helmet asks. "No thank you, Mr. Faust." Replies the Captain with a gentle, soft voice, opening a bag of candy. "I think we should just stand by for now. Could you ask around to see if anyone wants anything from the store?" Mr. Faust nods curtly and heads for the other men in their white boiler suits and medals.
Amatarou sighs and sits on the ground, his plush body squishing outward slightly. He looks out at the tavern and starts eating his gummy worms.
Sitting at the Inn is Jason and his small Nightmare companion, Frost. He sits in a rocking chair, calmly eating a sandwich before looking over to Amatarou for a moment, he pulls down his cloak, smiling at them despite the lack of warmth in his gaze.
The heavy-set machine gets up and approaches, his movements near-silent due to the incredible amount of upholstery muffling most of his mechanical parts. The yellow, brown, and white that make up his color scheme make it very obvious that he's there, however. He waves when he gets close. "Hey there." He says softly. "You doing alright?"
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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.
She looks so very confused, “H-hurt who…?” Her begins to cry, muttering words as she clings to her things.
He opens his eyes, looking over to her, “Oh, do I? How long has it been?”
Based on the fact her plague doctor’s outfit and most of her mushroom based devices are gone, she’s likely working with those out in nature.
*Thought so*
"My one and only remaining blood-kin. My sister." Wintery blusters come off of him, a brumal version of steam. His claws dig in just enough to hurt
"Atleast 4 hours..." she sighs and sits nearby him
They head for the forest.
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
He sighs, putting his blades away “Where it all began? Home sweet home for this new life of yours I would have to assume. I’m happy that it did work and didn’t just leave a hole in reality like it occasionally does. Anyway, what do you think, dear?” He asks, grabbing his cane.
“Exactly, that’s quite interesting, the heat outside is beaten by the cold, yet the heat inside remains entirely unaffected, what else should I expect from a god such as yourself to a mere mortal such as myself.”
"No, it's... it's where Kiko died. Where she found me and... well, I'm sure I've told you the rest before." She responds. "I'm not sure what to think. It doesn't feel right, but I'm almost... sentimental." She adds, not elaborating, just looking through the gateway in reality.
"Your observation is mostly correct, though there's one thing that differs. The heat and light inside isn't stagnant- it's constantly trying to escape in a fiery explosion. It just can't flee my grasp once it's past the event horizon, try as it may." It explains, as though this was a normal and not-at-all deeply concerning thing.
“Such is the way of things, it’s almost ironic, but so many stories find their way back to the beginning one way or another.” He says, leaning against them, wrapping an arm around them, “This was once where you were, but this is where you are now.”
“Oh, I love when prey tries to escape. It never can, and that makes it all the more fun.” He says in the exact same tone, putting his hands in his pockets as he looks down at them, “I’m usually spot on, unfortunate I missed the smallest bit.”
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*Cut for Salem.*
She tries to speak, but words catch in her throat, and she just crumples like paper onto them, beginning to cry with them after a moment.
She clings to her back, chin resting on her shoulder.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
She just shakes weakly, she hasn’t cried like this in a real long time, but losing her sister shatters her.
"I told you what I would do to her if I found my sister hurt." he growls out, getting a bit more composed
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
She nods, pushing herself to her feet after a moment, she puts knives away, “Come on.” She begins walking, her footsteps entirely silent.
He gets up and cracks his neck, coming into his bigger form as he follows her.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
They lead them to Marionette’s home, quietly climbing up to the side of the small balcony, waiting for them to get to the door.
He wastes no time in pounding on the door, nearly destroying it.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
Splinters fill the living room as Marionette looks up confused, unable to get any words out. Marie is nowhere to be seen, and that’s what she wants.
*Oh also, want anybody else?*
A truck full of NEO agents has arrived in town. Leading them is a fluffy animatronic bee, 7 feet tall and probably 5 feet wide with his tremendous artificial weight. He wears white pants and a similar longcoat and military captain's hat, all but the last a bit too small. He wears nothing beneath the unclosable coat, leaving his incredibly well-padded belly and fuzzy chest easily accessible for hugs. He would be utterly adorable if it weren't for the military gear. He moves slowly and gently with a warm smile, a massive contrast to the other Exorcists, who seem to be making extra effort to appear presentable and obedient.
Local Exocists bring in boxes of Artefacts. The mascot isn't especially interested, to the chagrin of his subordinates, who begin to count and weigh the objects. "Captain Amatarou, would you like to go hunting?" An exorcist in a strange helmet asks. "No thank you, Mr. Faust." Replies the Captain with a gentle, soft voice, opening a bag of candy. "I think we should just stand by for now. Could you ask around to see if anyone wants anything from the store?" Mr. Faust nods curtly and heads for the other men in their white boiler suits and medals.
Amatarou sighs and sits on the ground, his plush body squishing outward slightly. He looks out at the tavern and starts eating his gummy worms.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Sitting at the Inn is Jason and his small Nightmare companion, Frost. He sits in a rocking chair, calmly eating a sandwich before looking over to Amatarou for a moment, he pulls down his cloak, smiling at them despite the lack of warmth in his gaze.
*rag and Paracelsus'*
"Don't move, don't talk." he says as he dashes forward in an instant, paws around her neck.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Oh I forgot to tell you, I might kill Rag.*
She doesn’t know what to do, so out of instinct she reaches for her prayer book and mace, holding them tight.
Rag is working out in Sam’s demiplane, eyes closed and focused on the workout. He’s been working out for several hours, and hasn’t slowed down yet.
Paracelsus has seemingly gone missing, leaving a note telling Robin or James not to worry, and that she’s just out experimenting.
*Blood will be shed if he cannot be reborn. Lotty can be reborn*
"Why did you hurt her?" he spits out, frothing.
"Babe, you need to come and eat." Sam says, frowning
Robin has teamed up with James to find her with James' nose and Robin's intelligence.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"No, it's... it's where Kiko died. Where she found me and... well, I'm sure I've told you the rest before." She responds. "I'm not sure what to think. It doesn't feel right, but I'm almost... sentimental." She adds, not elaborating, just looking through the gateway in reality.
"Your observation is mostly correct, though there's one thing that differs. The heat and light inside isn't stagnant- it's constantly trying to escape in a fiery explosion. It just can't flee my grasp once it's past the event horizon, try as it may." It explains, as though this was a normal and not-at-all deeply concerning thing.
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)
*Cut for Salem. I take back what I said.*
She looks so very confused, “H-hurt who…?” Her begins to cry, muttering words as she clings to her things.
He opens his eyes, looking over to her, “Oh, do I? How long has it been?”
Based on the fact her plague doctor’s outfit and most of her mushroom based devices are gone, she’s likely working with those out in nature.
Amicus is a ways away, noticing the agents' arrival and- not knowing they could be dangerous to it- believing them to be new potential friends. The shadow drifts over towards them, though doesn't get too close, hoping not to scare any of them.
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)
The heavy-set machine gets up and approaches, his movements near-silent due to the incredible amount of upholstery muffling most of his mechanical parts. The yellow, brown, and white that make up his color scheme make it very obvious that he's there, however. He waves when he gets close. "Hey there." He says softly. "You doing alright?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Thought so*
"My one and only remaining blood-kin. My sister." Wintery blusters come off of him, a brumal version of steam. His claws dig in just enough to hurt
"Atleast 4 hours..." she sighs and sits nearby him
They head for the forest.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“Such is the way of things, it’s almost ironic, but so many stories find their way back to the beginning one way or another.” He says, leaning against them, wrapping an arm around them, “This was once where you were, but this is where you are now.”
“Oh, I love when prey tries to escape. It never can, and that makes it all the more fun.” He says in the exact same tone, putting his hands in his pockets as he looks down at them, “I’m usually spot on, unfortunate I missed the smallest bit.”