Atticus walks over and pokes the paw with a stick.
The short racoon man's paw twitches and he grumbles, rolling onto his back. "....hullo?...."
The strugel rocker turns his hand over. Gravity seems to shift as the raccoon is turned in space until he's standing up. Atticus grins and looks him in the eyes before beginning to circle. "How have you been?"
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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.
Atticus walks over and pokes the paw with a stick.
The short racoon man's paw twitches and he grumbles, rolling onto his back. "....hullo?...."
The strugel rocker turns his hand over. Gravity seems to shift as the raccoon is turned in space until he's standing up. Atticus grins and looks him in the eyes before beginning to circle. "How have you been?"
He adjusts his hat, looking up slightly confused. His eyes swirl with the stars of burnt out galaxies and all sorts of comet-like streaks in pastel colors. "I'm fine, I guess. You?"
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*Send whoever you'd like Atticus and/or Felix to mess with*
*Alrighty! Time for some chaos!*
The Architect is in the forest, painting a picture with blood as she thinks of her big plans for the fairgrounds.
Mavis is outside the Inn, alternating between tending to her garden and tending to her monster hunting gear.
The blood seems to suddenly give off an incredible amount of heat without visibly changing. After a couple seconds, the edges of the flames become visible inches above it. Slow ambient rock music begins to echo around the Architect. "Bwahahaha! Tell me, where did that blood come from?"
Felix waddles over, dragging a huge gunlance made by strugel metalwork. It's obviously magical and very beautiful.
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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.
"I understand." He cuddles against Carrion fearlessly. "I've talked with people who attacked me before. Those with differing opinions are usually the best to talk with. Maybe we'll learn from each other. I would like that very much, actually." He thinks for a minute. "You think I'm beautiful? Even after hearing me out?"
"I only see beauty in you and everything else. The colors of the leaves, the glitter of insects on the ground, the shine of the sea, everything is so beautiful.." he says, his teeth clicking with every word.
"And yet, you destroyed that tree unprompted. Curious." He places the flesh-book he made into Carrion's hands. "I thought you might like to write your manifesto so that your devotees will know what you really believe in."
The strugel rocker turns his hand over. Gravity seems to shift as the raccoon is turned in space until he's standing up. Atticus grins and looks him in the eyes before beginning to circle. "How have you been?"
He adjusts his hat, looking up slightly confused. His eyes swirl with the stars of burnt out galaxies and all sorts of comet-like streaks in pastel colors. "I'm fine, I guess. You?"
"I am filled with curiosity and vigor, as usual. This world is endlessly fascinating, wouldn't you say?" He adjusts the raccoon's hat as well, not ruining it but just changing it needlessly.
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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.
*Send whoever you'd like Atticus and/or Felix to mess with*
*Alrighty! Time for some chaos!*
The Architect is in the forest, painting a picture with blood as she thinks of her big plans for the fairgrounds.
Mavis is outside the Inn, alternating between tending to her garden and tending to her monster hunting gear.
The blood seems to suddenly give off an incredible amount of heat without visibly changing. After a couple seconds, the edges of the flames become visible inches above it. Slow ambient rock music begins to echo around the Architect. "Bwahahaha! Tell me, where did that blood come from?"
Felix waddles over, dragging a huge gunlance made by strugel metalwork. It's obviously magical and very beautiful.
She looks around for whoever is doing this, her mask shifting to its myriad-eyed visage. "The butcher shop in town. Why? Was that not the answer you were expecting?"
She goes over to help him carry it. "Hey, Felix! What's this for? It's beautifully designed."
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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)
The strugel rocker turns his hand over. Gravity seems to shift as the raccoon is turned in space until he's standing up. Atticus grins and looks him in the eyes before beginning to circle. "How have you been?"
He adjusts his hat, looking up slightly confused. His eyes swirl with the stars of burnt out galaxies and all sorts of comet-like streaks in pastel colors. "I'm fine, I guess. You?"
"I am filled with curiosity and vigor, as usual. This world is endlessly fascinating, wouldn't you say?" He adjusts the raccoon's hat as well, not ruining it but just changing it needlessly.
He nods, smiling. "I vibe with curiosity. My name's Tyler, killer to meet you dude."
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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)
"I understand." He cuddles against Carrion fearlessly. "I've talked with people who attacked me before. Those with differing opinions are usually the best to talk with. Maybe we'll learn from each other. I would like that very much, actually." He thinks for a minute. "You think I'm beautiful? Even after hearing me out?"
"I only see beauty in you and everything else. The colors of the leaves, the glitter of insects on the ground, the shine of the sea, everything is so beautiful.." he says, his teeth clicking with every word.
"And yet, you destroyed that tree unprompted. Curious." He places the flesh-book he made into Carrion's hands. "I thought you might like to write your manifesto so that your devotees will know what you really believe in."
"Ever since I have been summoned here.. it seems that my emotions have been unpredictable as the winds." he muses and looks over the book "Why would you give me this?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The blood seems to suddenly give off an incredible amount of heat without visibly changing. After a couple seconds, the edges of the flames become visible inches above it. Slow ambient rock music begins to echo around the Architect. "Bwahahaha! Tell me, where did that blood come from?"
Felix waddles over, dragging a huge gunlance made by strugel metalwork. It's obviously magical and very beautiful.
She looks around for whoever is doing this, her mask shifting to its myriad-eyed visage. "The butcher shop in town. Why? Was that not the answer you were expecting?"
She goes over to help him carry it. "Hey, Felix! What's this for? It's beautifully designed."
"Oh, you got me! I was hoping for something a bit scarier than that so I could one-up you. Oh, well. Can't let my overly dramatic intro go to waste, eh?" On the last word, it becomes apparent which direction the sound is coming from. The instant it does, there is a loud guitar riff and a smokeless, flameless explosion as several trees shatter into splinters, spraying all over the ground and getting stuck in other trees. In the middle of the blast, both riding and creating it in an epic display of 'special effects', is a one-eyed strugel dressed like a rockstar and carrying an electric guitar.
"It's for you, actually!" He lets her carry it. "I had a memory that I wanted to make something for you, but I couldn't remember what. So, I made you this weapon. It's kind of like the ones you use."
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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.
"I am filled with curiosity and vigor, as usual. This world is endlessly fascinating, wouldn't you say?" He adjusts the raccoon's hat as well, not ruining it but just changing it needlessly.
He nods, smiling. "I vibe with curiosity. My name's Tyler, killer to meet you dude."
Atticus puts his own hat on Tyler's head. "Killer to meet you too. Real quick, favorite food, music genre, and comic book character? For me it's ortolan bunting, rock and roll, and John Constantine."
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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.
"And yet, you destroyed that tree unprompted. Curious." He places the flesh-book he made into Carrion's hands. "I thought you might like to write your manifesto so that your devotees will know what you really believe in."
"Ever since I have been summoned here.. it seems that my emotions have been unpredictable as the winds." he muses and looks over the book "Why would you give me this?"
It's completely blank. "Why do you think? I want to know what you have to say." He shrugs. "Plenty of people do. Gods have an aura of incredulity about them, and that means what they sell, people buy. You could change the world if you put your mind to it. I could only destroy it."
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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.
"I am filled with curiosity and vigor, as usual. This world is endlessly fascinating, wouldn't you say?" He adjusts the raccoon's hat as well, not ruining it but just changing it needlessly.
He nods, smiling. "I vibe with curiosity. My name's Tyler, killer to meet you dude."
Atticus puts his own hat on Tyler's head. "Killer to meet you too. Real quick, favorite food, music genre, and comic book character? For me it's ortolan bunting, rock and roll, and John Constantine."
"I like calamari, alt rock, and Invincible. Do you know where I can find Aspen?"
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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)
Atticus puts his own hat on Tyler's head. "Killer to meet you too. Real quick, favorite food, music genre, and comic book character? For me it's ortolan bunting, rock and roll, and John Constantine."
"I like calamari, alt rock, and Invincible. Do you know where I can find Aspen?"
"Way over that way." He points. "Now, why the hell do you wanna go there? Pilgrimage? Desire to kill the gods? There's nothing else special there, and 'special' here is very derogatory."
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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.
Atticus puts his own hat on Tyler's head. "Killer to meet you too. Real quick, favorite food, music genre, and comic book character? For me it's ortolan bunting, rock and roll, and John Constantine."
"I like calamari, alt rock, and Invincible. Do you know where I can find Aspen?"
"Way over that way." He points. "Now, why the hell do you wanna go there? Pilgrimage? Desire to kill the gods? There's nothing else special there, and 'special' here is very derogatory."
"I gotta go see my brother"
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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)
The blood seems to suddenly give off an incredible amount of heat without visibly changing. After a couple seconds, the edges of the flames become visible inches above it. Slow ambient rock music begins to echo around the Architect. "Bwahahaha! Tell me, where did that blood come from?"
Felix waddles over, dragging a huge gunlance made by strugel metalwork. It's obviously magical and very beautiful.
She looks around for whoever is doing this, her mask shifting to its myriad-eyed visage. "The butcher shop in town. Why? Was that not the answer you were expecting?"
She goes over to help him carry it. "Hey, Felix! What's this for? It's beautifully designed."
"Oh, you got me! I was hoping for something a bit scarier than that so I could one-up you. Oh, well. Can't let my overly dramatic intro go to waste, eh?" On the last word, it becomes apparent which direction the sound is coming from. The instant it does, there is a loud guitar riff and a smokeless, flameless explosion as several trees shatter into splinters, spraying all over the ground and getting stuck in other trees. In the middle of the blast, both riding and creating it in an epic display of 'special effects', is a one-eyed strugel dressed like a rockstar and carrying an electric guitar.
"It's for you, actually!" He lets her carry it. "I had a memory that I wanted to make something for you, but I couldn't remember what. So, I made you this weapon. It's kind of like the ones you use."
Her mask shifts to its smiling visage as she watches, amused by the display of special effects. "That was absolutely wonderful! I am biased, though- overly dramatic things are a favorite of mine. I think I heard about you a few days ago... you're Atticus, yes?"
She carries the colossal weapon with relative ease, admiring all the intricacies of its design. "Wha- this is for me? I... wow, I'm honored you'd make something like this for me. I- I can't thank you enough!"
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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)
"And yet, you destroyed that tree unprompted. Curious." He places the flesh-book he made into Carrion's hands. "I thought you might like to write your manifesto so that your devotees will know what you really believe in."
"Ever since I have been summoned here.. it seems that my emotions have been unpredictable as the winds." he muses and looks over the book "Why would you give me this?"
It's completely blank. "Why do you think? I want to know what you have to say." He shrugs. "Plenty of people do. Gods have an aura of incredulity about them, and that means what they sell, people buy. You could change the world if you put your mind to it. I could only destroy it."
"Forgive me... My mind is scrambled. One moment you are unbelievably rude and misguided and the next you are kind.. it makes no sense." He says, no sort of underlying stab nor poison in his voice but genuine curiosity.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Way over that way." He points. "Now, why the hell do you wanna go there? Pilgrimage? Desire to kill the gods? There's nothing else special there, and 'special' here is very derogatory."
"I gotta go see my brother"
"Ah. I forgot there were people there. Such an oversight." He shrugs.
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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.
"Way over that way." He points. "Now, why the hell do you wanna go there? Pilgrimage? Desire to kill the gods? There's nothing else special there, and 'special' here is very derogatory."
"I gotta go see my brother"
"Ah. I forgot there were people there. Such an oversight." He shrugs.
"People tend to overlook us Gods... You seem powerful."
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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)
*Alrighty! Time for some chaos!*
The Architect is in the forest, painting a picture with blood as she thinks of her big plans for the fairgrounds.
Mavis is outside the Inn, alternating between tending to her garden and tending to her monster hunting gear.
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 strugel rocker turns his hand over. Gravity seems to shift as the raccoon is turned in space until he's standing up. Atticus grins and looks him in the eyes before beginning to circle. "How have you been?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He adjusts his hat, looking up slightly confused. His eyes swirl with the stars of burnt out galaxies and all sorts of comet-like streaks in pastel colors. "I'm fine, I guess. You?"
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
The blood seems to suddenly give off an incredible amount of heat without visibly changing. After a couple seconds, the edges of the flames become visible inches above it. Slow ambient rock music begins to echo around the Architect. "Bwahahaha! Tell me, where did that blood come from?"
Felix waddles over, dragging a huge gunlance made by strugel metalwork. It's obviously magical and very beautiful.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"And yet, you destroyed that tree unprompted. Curious." He places the flesh-book he made into Carrion's hands. "I thought you might like to write your manifesto so that your devotees will know what you really believe in."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I am filled with curiosity and vigor, as usual. This world is endlessly fascinating, wouldn't you say?" He adjusts the raccoon's hat as well, not ruining it but just changing it needlessly.
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 around for whoever is doing this, her mask shifting to its myriad-eyed visage. "The butcher shop in town. Why? Was that not the answer you were expecting?"
She goes over to help him carry it. "Hey, Felix! What's this for? It's beautifully designed."
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 nods, smiling. "I vibe with curiosity. My name's Tyler, killer to meet you dude."
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
"Ever since I have been summoned here.. it seems that my emotions have been unpredictable as the winds." he muses and looks over the book "Why would you give me this?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Oh, you got me! I was hoping for something a bit scarier than that so I could one-up you. Oh, well. Can't let my overly dramatic intro go to waste, eh?" On the last word, it becomes apparent which direction the sound is coming from. The instant it does, there is a loud guitar riff and a smokeless, flameless explosion as several trees shatter into splinters, spraying all over the ground and getting stuck in other trees. In the middle of the blast, both riding and creating it in an epic display of 'special effects', is a one-eyed strugel dressed like a rockstar and carrying an electric guitar.
"It's for you, actually!" He lets her carry it. "I had a memory that I wanted to make something for you, but I couldn't remember what. So, I made you this weapon. It's kind of like the ones you use."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Atticus puts his own hat on Tyler's head. "Killer to meet you too. Real quick, favorite food, music genre, and comic book character? For me it's ortolan bunting, rock and roll, and John Constantine."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It's completely blank. "Why do you think? I want to know what you have to say." He shrugs. "Plenty of people do. Gods have an aura of incredulity about them, and that means what they sell, people buy. You could change the world if you put your mind to it. I could only destroy it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I like calamari, alt rock, and Invincible. Do you know where I can find Aspen?"
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
"Way over that way." He points. "Now, why the hell do you wanna go there? Pilgrimage? Desire to kill the gods? There's nothing else special there, and 'special' here is very derogatory."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I gotta go see my brother"
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
Her mask shifts to its smiling visage as she watches, amused by the display of special effects. "That was absolutely wonderful! I am biased, though- overly dramatic things are a favorite of mine. I think I heard about you a few days ago... you're Atticus, yes?"
She carries the colossal weapon with relative ease, admiring all the intricacies of its design. "Wha- this is for me? I... wow, I'm honored you'd make something like this for me. I- I can't thank you enough!"
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)
"Forgive me... My mind is scrambled. One moment you are unbelievably rude and misguided and the next you are kind.. it makes no sense." He says, no sort of underlying stab nor poison in his voice but genuine curiosity.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Ah. I forgot there were people there. Such an oversight." He shrugs.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"People tend to overlook us Gods... You seem powerful."
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
*I am sorry for disappearing and disappointing everyone by doing so, but I am back if anyone wants to rp or whatever.*