*Oh. I see. So you've been following me around, then? I hope my travels haven't confused your own, distracted you. Then again, a meandered journey still has meaning. It is, after all, from a journey we find our purpose, though a stop is more than just a stop. And my if those stops can't be lovely things, wouldn't you say?*
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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)
*Oh. I see. So you've been following me around, then? I hope my travels haven't confused your own, distracted you. Then again, a meandered journey still has meaning. It is, after all, from a journey we find our purpose, though a stop is more than just a stop. And my if those stops can't be lovely things, wouldn't you say?*
*Hello to see you too Yvonne, I hope your day has been absolutely lovely, and continues to be that way.*
*Oh. I see. So you've been following me around, then? I hope my travels haven't confused your own, distracted you. Then again, a meandered journey still has meaning. It is, after all, from a journey we find our purpose, though a stop is more than just a stop. And my if those stops can't be lovely things, wouldn't you say?*
*Hello to see you too Yvonne, I hope your day has been absolutely lovely, and continues to be that way.*
*Thanks- here's hoping your day is absolutely lovely as well! Would you perchance like to rp?*
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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)
*Oh. I see. So you've been following me around, then? I hope my travels haven't confused your own, distracted you. Then again, a meandered journey still has meaning. It is, after all, from a journey we find our purpose, though a stop is more than just a stop. And my if those stops can't be lovely things, wouldn't you say?*
*Hello to see you too Yvonne, I hope your day has been absolutely lovely, and continues to be that way.*
*Thanks- here's hoping your day is absolutely lovely as well! Would you perchance like to rp?*
*I would love to rp any day you would like to, while I am still here at least.*
*Hello, Jester. I realized that I had been neglecting this thread to take care of the one I made, and that was the problem that caused me to create Nightmare Shift in the first place, so I'm going to try to spend time on here at the same time to avoid hypocrisy.*
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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.
*Hello, Jester. I realized that I had been neglecting this thread to take care of the one I made, and that was the problem that caused me to create Nightmare Shift in the first place, so I'm going to try to spend time on here at the same time to avoid hypocrisy.*
*Dude, it’s all good, when I made Blood an’ Water I don’t remember being on here as much in the attempt to keep it alive. It’s okay to want to keep your creation from dying. It’s not hypocrisy, it’s worry.*
*Then, allow me to paint a picture for you both...*
KK stands at the Beach, looking out at the churning, writhing sea that is the Nocturne in the distance, taking a moment just to take in the hellish environment around her. In one pair of her hands is the bouquet from the wedding, the one that absolutely writhes with eldritch influence. In another hand... is a smooth porcelain mask, entirely featureless save for six painted green circles reminiscent of her eyes. Despite the lack of detail, it looks like it was very carefully made- she wants her Artefact to be as good of quality as possible.
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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)
*Then, allow me to paint a picture for you both...*
KK stands at the Beach, looking out at the churning, writhing sea that is the Nocturne in the distance, taking a moment just to take in the hellish environment around her. In one pair of her hands is the bouquet from the wedding, the one that absolutely writhes with eldritch influence. In another hand... is a smooth porcelain mask, entirely featureless save for six painted green circles reminiscent of her eyes. Despite the lack of detail, it looks like it was very carefully made- she wants her Artefact to be as good of quality as possible.
Henry isn’t far behind them, though he arrived a little later, staring at the water. He has taken the time to decide what he may have gotten, but he’s finally chosen what he wants, bringing his cane that KK had made for him, as well as his shortswords, chilling with eldritch power, and finally, his ring. He waits for the moment, whatever may come.
*Then, allow me to paint a picture for you both...*
KK stands at the Beach, looking out at the churning, writhing sea that is the Nocturne in the distance, taking a moment just to take in the hellish environment around her. In one pair of her hands is the bouquet from the wedding, the one that absolutely writhes with eldritch influence. In another hand... is a smooth porcelain mask, entirely featureless save for six painted green circles reminiscent of her eyes. Despite the lack of detail, it looks like it was very carefully made- she wants her Artefact to be as good of quality as possible.
Henry isn’t far behind them, though he arrived a little later, staring at the water. He has taken the time to decide what he may have gotten, but he’s finally chosen what he wants, bringing his cane that KK had made for him, as well as his shortswords, chilling with eldritch power, and finally, his ring. He waits for the moment, whatever may come.
She moves slightly to stand beside him, gently holding his hand with the one hand she has that isn't carrying anything- the hand that also has her own ring. She doesn't say anything for a long while, before finally speaking. "Beautiful, isn't it?" She says, looking out to the sea.
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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)
*Then, allow me to paint a picture for you both...*
KK stands at the Beach, looking out at the churning, writhing sea that is the Nocturne in the distance, taking a moment just to take in the hellish environment around her. In one pair of her hands is the bouquet from the wedding, the one that absolutely writhes with eldritch influence. In another hand... is a smooth porcelain mask, entirely featureless save for six painted green circles reminiscent of her eyes. Despite the lack of detail, it looks like it was very carefully made- she wants her Artefact to be as good of quality as possible.
Henry isn’t far behind them, though he arrived a little later, staring at the water. He has taken the time to decide what he may have gotten, but he’s finally chosen what he wants, bringing his cane that KK had made for him, as well as his shortswords, chilling with eldritch power, and finally, his ring. He waits for the moment, whatever may come.
She moves slightly to stand beside him, gently holding his hand with the one hand she has that isn't carrying anything- the hand that also has her own ring. She doesn't say anything for a long while, before finally speaking. "Beautiful, isn't it?" She says, looking out to the sea.
He takes the hand, letting his other hand hold everything else other than his ring, looking into the churning ‘water’ as he takes it all in for a moment before nodding and smiling with that insanity “The only thing that’s more beautiful is you, my dear.” He says with a laugh, more a cackle.
*Hello, Jester. I realized that I had been neglecting this thread to take care of the one I made, and that was the problem that caused me to create Nightmare Shift in the first place, so I'm going to try to spend time on here at the same time to avoid hypocrisy.*
*Dude, it’s all good, when I made Blood an’ Water I don’t remember being on here as much in the attempt to keep it alive. It’s okay to want to keep your creation from dying. It’s not hypocrisy, it’s worry.*
*Alright, but I still want to spend time with you guys and your characters.*
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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.
*Hello, Jester. I realized that I had been neglecting this thread to take care of the one I made, and that was the problem that caused me to create Nightmare Shift in the first place, so I'm going to try to spend time on here at the same time to avoid hypocrisy.*
*Dude, it’s all good, when I made Blood an’ Water I don’t remember being on here as much in the attempt to keep it alive. It’s okay to want to keep your creation from dying. It’s not hypocrisy, it’s worry.*
*Alright, but I still want to spend time with you guys and your characters.*
*If you say so, I would be happy, I did intro on your thread, jsyk.*
She moves slightly to stand beside him, gently holding his hand with the one hand she has that isn't carrying anything- the hand that also has her own ring. She doesn't say anything for a long while, before finally speaking. "Beautiful, isn't it?" She says, looking out to the sea.
He takes the hand, letting his other hand hold everything else other than his ring, looking into the churning ‘water’ as he takes it all in for a moment before nodding and smiling with that insanity “The only thing that’s more beautiful is you, my dear.” He says with a laugh, more a cackle.
She laughs as well. "Thank you. It's beauty doesn't hold a candle to yours, either." She responds, grinning ear to ear in her usual unnerving manner.
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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 moves slightly to stand beside him, gently holding his hand with the one hand she has that isn't carrying anything- the hand that also has her own ring. She doesn't say anything for a long while, before finally speaking. "Beautiful, isn't it?" She says, looking out to the sea.
He takes the hand, letting his other hand hold everything else other than his ring, looking into the churning ‘water’ as he takes it all in for a moment before nodding and smiling with that insanity “The only thing that’s more beautiful is you, my dear.” He says with a laugh, more a cackle.
She laughs as well. "Thank you. It's beauty doesn't hold a candle to yours, either." She responds, grinning ear to ear in her usual unnerving manner.
He wraps his arm around them, pulling them close and smiling “We both know that is far from true. Are you ready to become your most perfect self, my beloved?” He asks, looking back out to the water.
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*Oh. I see. So you've been following me around, then? I hope my travels haven't confused your own, distracted you. Then again, a meandered journey still has meaning. It is, after all, from a journey we find our purpose, though a stop is more than just a stop. And my if those stops can't be lovely things, wouldn't you say?*
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)
*Hello to see you too Yvonne, I hope your day has been absolutely lovely, and continues to be that way.*
*Mawwaige*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Thanks- here's hoping your day is absolutely lovely as well! Would you perchance like to rp?*
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)
*Hewwo Baalze :3*
*I would love to rp any day you would like to, while I am still here at least.*
*Mawwaige indeed. Greetings, Baal. How art thou?*
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)
*Hello, Jester. I realized that I had been neglecting this thread to take care of the one I made, and that was the problem that caused me to create Nightmare Shift in the first place, so I'm going to try to spend time on here at the same time to avoid hypocrisy.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I didn't sleep well last night, but I'm very happy with my thread and the amount of love it has gotten.*
*How about you?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Dude, it’s all good, when I made Blood an’ Water I don’t remember being on here as much in the attempt to keep it alive. It’s okay to want to keep your creation from dying. It’s not hypocrisy, it’s worry.*
*Then, allow me to paint a picture for you both...*
KK stands at the Beach, looking out at the churning, writhing sea that is the Nocturne in the distance, taking a moment just to take in the hellish environment around her. In one pair of her hands is the bouquet from the wedding, the one that absolutely writhes with eldritch influence. In another hand... is a smooth porcelain mask, entirely featureless save for six painted green circles reminiscent of her eyes. Despite the lack of detail, it looks like it was very carefully made- she wants her Artefact to be as good of quality as possible.
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)
*That's great!- that you're happy with the thread, I mean. Hopefully you can get as much rest as you need today.*
*I'm doing good- excited for the reveal I have planned.*
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)
Henry isn’t far behind them, though he arrived a little later, staring at the water. He has taken the time to decide what he may have gotten, but he’s finally chosen what he wants, bringing his cane that KK had made for him, as well as his shortswords, chilling with eldritch power, and finally, his ring. He waits for the moment, whatever may come.
She moves slightly to stand beside him, gently holding his hand with the one hand she has that isn't carrying anything- the hand that also has her own ring. She doesn't say anything for a long while, before finally speaking. "Beautiful, isn't it?" She says, looking out to the sea.
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 takes the hand, letting his other hand hold everything else other than his ring, looking into the churning ‘water’ as he takes it all in for a moment before nodding and smiling with that insanity “The only thing that’s more beautiful is you, my dear.” He says with a laugh, more a cackle.
*Alright, but I still want to spend time with you guys and your characters.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*This is going to be wonderful, I just know it.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*If you say so, I would be happy, I did intro on your thread, jsyk.*
She laughs as well. "Thank you. It's beauty doesn't hold a candle to yours, either." She responds, grinning ear to ear in her usual unnerving manner.
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 wraps his arm around them, pulling them close and smiling “We both know that is far from true. Are you ready to become your most perfect self, my beloved?” He asks, looking back out to the water.