*A masterful opening act. The air hums with excitement!*
*Good morning, Baal! How art thou?*
*I'm doing okay. You?*
*Also, I'm updating Captain Amatarou slightly. He's now a little bit psychopathic, but still a big, sweet, snuggly bug boi.*
*I'm doing alright as well- excited for what I have planned for today with KK's... 'ascension'.*
*Cool! We can always use more friendly-yet-psychotic characters at the Inn!*
*Would you ike Stigmata and Elil to baptize you two?*
*He sees himself as a hero, but his flaw is as follows: I don’t truly feel alive unless I’m indulging myself in hedonism or violence, but I’m afraid to tell anyone about this because I don’t want them to think I’m something I’m not.*
*Not until the wedding is complete... though, we could do some time-split shenanigans to run both in tandem, if you and Jester would like that. I'm up for whatever y'all decide.*
*Ooh, that's a fun flaw! Someone who believes they are a hero and tries to act as such, but feels guilt or shame from knowing it doesn't satisfy them as much as vicious cruelty does... lots of drama potential.*
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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)
He frowns and lowers his chin back to Jason's lap. "Then why do you do it?"
He sighs, his smile returning to its 'normal' state. "Indeed. Fortunately, I can avoid killing my foes, and I can often convert them to my side with mere conversation."
“Because not a lot of people are willing to, I do it so no one else has to, I do what needs to be done, so no one else does.”
“That sounds quite interesting, unfortunately I can’t do the same, and my abilities are usually entirely fatal.” He says with a sigh, disappointed in himself, “But that’s just how things are.”
"So... kind of like a hero, but worse?" He rolls over on Jason's lap.
"Yup. I'm glad you're still trying to make a difference, though. Oh, almost forgot. My name is Elil. What's yours?" He holds out a hand to shake.
He begins to scratch their stomach, “Exactly, I’m the necessary evil in the world, meant to be the bad for the sake of all good.”
He takes the hand, his own hands absolutely frigid as he shakes their hand in return “Jason, you already know Frost’s name, but it’s just how things are.”
*Would you ike Stigmata and Elil to baptize you two?*
*He sees himself as a hero, but his flaw is as follows: I don’t truly feel alive unless I’m indulging myself in hedonism or violence, but I’m afraid to tell anyone about this because I don’t want them to think I’m something I’m not.*
*Not until the wedding is complete... though, we could do some time-split shenanigans to run both in tandem, if you and Jester would like that. I'm up for whatever y'all decide.*
*Ooh, that's a fun flaw! Someone who believes they are a hero and tries to act as such, but feels guilt or shame from knowing it doesn't satisfy them as much as vicious cruelty does... lots of drama potential.*
*Sorry, I did mean after the wedding. Elil has a wedding gift in the meantime, but I have to go soon so I'll probably have to do time shenanigans anyway.*
*Yup! He only uses knives because of their maneuverability in the trenches, even though it makes his killing much less clean and efficient than if he were to use guns. He believes that everyone is equally responsible for the horrors of the world around him, too, since they all contribute. He tries so hard to bring love and beauty to the world, but really he's depressed and, like so many people, finds it much, much easier to hate, even when he doesn't want to.*
"So... kind of like a hero, but worse?" He rolls over on Jason's lap.
"Yup. I'm glad you're still trying to make a difference, though. Oh, almost forgot. My name is Elil. What's yours?" He holds out a hand to shake.
He begins to scratch their stomach, “Exactly, I’m the necessary evil in the world, meant to be the bad for the sake of all good.”
He takes the hand, his own hands absolutely frigid as he shakes their hand in return “Jason, you already know Frost’s name, but it’s just how things are.”
"That's really cool, but you're right. I don't want to do that job very much." He kicks one of his hind legs like a dog.
"It seems that way sometimes. So, have you seen that NEO camp that just got set up? With the giant robot bee?"
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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.
"So... kind of like a hero, but worse?" He rolls over on Jason's lap.
"Yup. I'm glad you're still trying to make a difference, though. Oh, almost forgot. My name is Elil. What's yours?" He holds out a hand to shake.
He begins to scratch their stomach, “Exactly, I’m the necessary evil in the world, meant to be the bad for the sake of all good.”
He takes the hand, his own hands absolutely frigid as he shakes their hand in return “Jason, you already know Frost’s name, but it’s just how things are.”
"That's really cool, but you're right. I don't want to do that job very much." He kicks one of his hind legs like a dog.
"It seems that way sometimes. So, have you seen that NEO camp that just got set up? With the giant robot bee?"
“Hey, I’m curious about this Rag guy, how strong is he? Do you think he could be dangerous if he wanted to be?” He asks, curious sounding, despite what that may mean.
“Oh the giant bee, I’ve met him, not a terrible person, or I guess, bee, but that’s just what I think.” He shrugs with a chuckle, beginning to pet Frost.
"That's really cool, but you're right. I don't want to do that job very much." He kicks one of his hind legs like a dog.
"It seems that way sometimes. So, have you seen that NEO camp that just got set up? With the giant robot bee?"
“Hey, I’m curious about this Rag guy, how strong is he? Do you think he could be dangerous if he wanted to be?” He asks, curious sounding, despite what that may mean.
“Oh the giant bee, I’ve met him, not a terrible person, or I guess, bee, but that’s just what I think.” He shrugs with a chuckle, beginning to pet Frost.
"Well, yeah, I guess, but he seems like a really chill guy. He is a warrior, but he's training me because I want to be a hero, so he can't be that bad, right?"
"His endoskeleton is the same design as mine, but made with more advanced materials and without any paranormal enhancements. I'm concerned about what they expect him to be able to do, because they obviously expect a lot from... that."
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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.
"That's really cool, but you're right. I don't want to do that job very much." He kicks one of his hind legs like a dog.
"It seems that way sometimes. So, have you seen that NEO camp that just got set up? With the giant robot bee?"
“Hey, I’m curious about this Rag guy, how strong is he? Do you think he could be dangerous if he wanted to be?” He asks, curious sounding, despite what that may mean.
“Oh the giant bee, I’ve met him, not a terrible person, or I guess, bee, but that’s just what I think.” He shrugs with a chuckle, beginning to pet Frost.
"Well, yeah, I guess, but he seems like a really chill guy. He is a warrior, but he's training me because I want to be a hero, so he can't be that bad, right?"
"His endoskeleton is the same design as mine, but made with more advanced materials and without any paranormal enhancements. I'm concerned about what they expect him to be able to do, because they obviously expect a lot from... that."
“Oh really?” The area seems to get just a smidge colder, “Do you know about Ragnerious’ past?” He asks them curiously, “He wasn’t always a hero himself from what I know,”
“Well unfortunately I won’t be around long enough to assist, likely enough, my business is very in and out you see, which means I’ll be gone before I get the chance to say goodbye. Would you like something to eat?”
"Well, yeah, I guess, but he seems like a really chill guy. He is a warrior, but he's training me because I want to be a hero, so he can't be that bad, right?"
"His endoskeleton is the same design as mine, but made with more advanced materials and without any paranormal enhancements. I'm concerned about what they expect him to be able to do, because they obviously expect a lot from... that."
“Oh really?” The area seems to get just a smidge colder, “Do you know about Ragnerious’ past?” He asks them curiously, “He wasn’t always a hero himself from what I know,”
“Well unfortunately I won’t be around long enough to assist, likely enough, my business is very in and out you see, which means I’ll be gone before I get the chance to say goodbye. Would you like something to eat?”
"I don't think a person should be judged by their worst moments." He says simply.
"No thank you. I believe it would be wasted on me. Perhaps the little ones would like some food, if you wish to share with them."
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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.
*you are a flesh automaton animated by neurotransmitters*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Not until the wedding is complete... though, we could do some time-split shenanigans to run both in tandem, if you and Jester would like that. I'm up for whatever y'all decide.*
*Ooh, that's a fun flaw! Someone who believes they are a hero and tries to act as such, but feels guilt or shame from knowing it doesn't satisfy them as much as vicious cruelty does... lots of drama potential.*
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 begins to scratch their stomach, “Exactly, I’m the necessary evil in the world, meant to be the bad for the sake of all good.”
He takes the hand, his own hands absolutely frigid as he shakes their hand in return “Jason, you already know Frost’s name, but it’s just how things are.”
*The world has saved nothing for you*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Ehhhh... You are a brain controlling a homunculus via electricity. Wanna go on smorgasbord?*
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.
*I am a brain in a jar made of bone, connected by an organic wire system to my meat-and-bone mech suit.*
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)
*Sorry, I did mean after the wedding. Elil has a wedding gift in the meantime, but I have to go soon so I'll probably have to do time shenanigans anyway.*
*Yup! He only uses knives because of their maneuverability in the trenches, even though it makes his killing much less clean and efficient than if he were to use guns. He believes that everyone is equally responsible for the horrors of the world around him, too, since they all contribute. He tries so hard to bring love and beauty to the world, but really he's depressed and, like so many people, finds it much, much easier to hate, even when he doesn't want to.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"That's really cool, but you're right. I don't want to do that job very much." He kicks one of his hind legs like a dog.
"It seems that way sometimes. So, have you seen that NEO camp that just got set up? With the giant robot bee?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Hey, I’m curious about this Rag guy, how strong is he? Do you think he could be dangerous if he wanted to be?” He asks, curious sounding, despite what that may mean.
“Oh the giant bee, I’ve met him, not a terrible person, or I guess, bee, but that’s just what I think.” He shrugs with a chuckle, beginning to pet Frost.
*the churning earth rejects thee*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Hey again Jobah. The churning earth has been leaving me on read recently.*
"Well, yeah, I guess, but he seems like a really chill guy. He is a warrior, but he's training me because I want to be a hero, so he can't be that bad, right?"
"His endoskeleton is the same design as mine, but made with more advanced materials and without any paranormal enhancements. I'm concerned about what they expect him to be able to do, because they obviously expect a lot from... that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*how rude. i’ll go talk to them for you.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Fine then, I didn't need the churning earth's love anyway. (sniffle)*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Oh really?” The area seems to get just a smidge colder, “Do you know about Ragnerious’ past?” He asks them curiously, “He wasn’t always a hero himself from what I know,”
“Well unfortunately I won’t be around long enough to assist, likely enough, my business is very in and out you see, which means I’ll be gone before I get the chance to say goodbye. Would you like something to eat?”
*Why thank you, dear friend of mine, how have you been?*
*Will mine suffice?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Cold*
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 don't think a person should be judged by their worst moments." He says simply.
"No thank you. I believe it would be wasted on me. Perhaps the little ones would like some food, if you wish to share with them."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*(grabs your shoulders) YES.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.