Theren knocks lightly on the wall. "Sanviento, right?"
He nods. Leon twitches as his metal shell is slapped, his hand itching for his weapon but is stopped by Atres.
He looks up from his book, his eyes tired, "Hello, what do you want?"
She begins to write a magic circle on the table with some chalk "Do you have anythin' from yer father? A locket, a picture, anythin'?"
*Sorry, was at lunch*
"So, my names Theren. Uh, i ate the god that was inside Damien or whatever. I was wondering what the gods powers were."
He shakes his head no. Leon places a gentle hand on Heath's shoulder. "Unfortunately his father didn't leave anything to him. We had to leave in a hurry."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Mavis. I think it was my great grandmother's name- I don't know much about her, though. She died before I was born." She responds, taking a sip of water. "Natasha's a lovely name."
"I see... so it wouldn't be limited by anything? That does sound wonderful." She thinks for a second, having an idea. "Of course... that's why it made us like this. Perfection isn't featureless- it's every feature at once. Every possibility. All the creative freedom with none of the limits."
"As is Mavis. I don't know much about my grandmother, died killing an entire pack of dire wolves to protect family." She says casually, her eyes glow with a little bit of pride in the action "Honorable."
He nods "I wondered, why is my form so shapeable, then I began to think and came to the same conclusion, though there do seem to be some limits, as if we haven't yet achieved true perfection but a fraction of it. Though what we aren't able to do seems to be inconsequential."
"W- Wow. Honorable indeed." She responds, a little surprised at how casually she said that but also awed.
"Well, we have eternity- we'll achieve true perfection soon enough." She thinks for a moment. "I wonder, then, why I was given a less shapeable form. It gave me a hard shell of plating that limits me... I think it's meant to symbolize something, but I'm not sure what..."
"Would you like something to eat?" She asks, standing up and walking into the small kitchen, beginning to work on making something.
"I would have to think about why, but maybe that is for purely you to know, it is your form." He smiles at them before sitting back down "Would you like to do anything today? I have been busying myself with little nothings all this time."
*Sorry for the delay.*
*Apologies for the delay on my end as well.*
"Oh, er, sure. May I have the..." She glances back at the menu for a second, before seeing something that sounds good to her. "...the chicken skewers, please?"
She 'sits' down as well, her many-armed lower half coiling up like a serpent's tail. "If you wanted, we could put one of the eggs in the incubator I built and see if it hatches. Aside from that, I don't have any ideas of what to do."
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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)
*But other than that I'm great, back from my "vacation" and... well, I'm slightly tired, but otherwise great*
*Well, I sure hope no one bullies you, because if they do I know several ways to pick someone apart, after all, I am a doctor in training, and I haven't taken the Hippocratic oath yet.*
*Welcome back Baalze, I can't say I knew you were gone, but I can say I missed you.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*But other than that I'm great, back from my "vacation" and... well, I'm slightly tired, but otherwise great*
*Well, I sure hope no one bullies you, because if they do I know several ways to pick someone apart, after all, I am a doctor in training, and I haven't taken the Hippocratic oath yet.*
*Welcome back Baalze, I can't say I knew you were gone, but I can say I missed you.*
*Are you really? You seem a little young for that.*
*I've fallen in love with Atticus. He's gotten to the point that I can't describe him very adequately in one sentence, and he's still somewhat cohesive, which I think is a sign of a complex and wonderful character in the making.*
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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.
Carrion is curled up in a tree, his wormy body draped over tree branches like a fleshy garland. He is dressed in light fabrics, and the pure whiteness of the cloth is stained a little red from his body secretions.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Carrion is curled up in a tree, his wormy body draped over tree branches like a fleshy garland. He is dressed in light fabrics, and the pure whiteness of the cloth is stained a little red from his body secretions.
Atticus was walking around holding a brown bag with a bottle in it when he saw Carrion and decided to walk over. He lays down at the foot of the tree and holds up the bottle. "It's mostly full, if you're interested."
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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.
Carrion is curled up in a tree, his wormy body draped over tree branches like a fleshy garland. He is dressed in light fabrics, and the pure whiteness of the cloth is stained a little red from his body secretions.
Atticus was walking around holding a brown bag with a bottle in it when he saw Carrion and decided to walk over. He lays down at the foot of the tree and holds up the bottle. "It's mostly full, if you're interested."
"You drink? I thought alcohol products did not mix well with pastry products?" He snakes his way down, curious.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Atticus was walking around holding a brown bag with a bottle in it when he saw Carrion and decided to walk over. He lays down at the foot of the tree and holds up the bottle. "It's mostly full, if you're interested."
"You drink? I thought alcohol products did not mix well with pastry products?" He snakes his way down, curious.
"I'm special. See, I've nearly always been an alcoholic, so I've learned a spell to make me mostly immune to its effects. Plus, a normal cake would have fallen apart or spoiled by now. I'm infused with cursed appetite that I... consensually stole from a giant sunflower recently."
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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 was walking around holding a brown bag with a bottle in it when he saw Carrion and decided to walk over. He lays down at the foot of the tree and holds up the bottle. "It's mostly full, if you're interested."
"You drink? I thought alcohol products did not mix well with pastry products?" He snakes his way down, curious.
"I'm special. See, I've nearly always been an alcoholic, so I've learned a spell to make me mostly immune to its effects. Plus, a normal cake would have fallen apart or spoiled by now. I'm infused with cursed appetite that I... consensually stole from a giant sunflower recently."
"Consensually?" He snorts, laughing a little. "I will decline, the taste of alcohol, whether it be by wheat, corn, hops, grapes, or other, tastes bitter to me." he says.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Apologies for the delay on my end as well.*
"Oh, er, sure. May I have the..." She glances back at the menu for a second, before seeing something that sounds good to her. "...the chicken skewers, please?"
She 'sits' down as well, her many-armed lower half coiling up like a serpent's tail. "If you wanted, we could put one of the eggs in the incubator I built and see if it hatches. Aside from that, I don't have any ideas of what to do."
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)
*For all that is good in this world, I hate Spanish class, but I am finally back. If anyone is here at all.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*If anyone bullies me today I am going to cry*
*But other than that I'm great, back from my "vacation" and... well, I'm slightly tired, but otherwise great*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Well, I sure hope no one bullies you, because if they do I know several ways to pick someone apart, after all, I am a doctor in training, and I haven't taken the Hippocratic oath yet.*
*Welcome back Baalze, I can't say I knew you were gone, but I can say I missed you.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Are you really? You seem a little young for that.*
*I've fallen in love with Atticus. He's gotten to the point that I can't describe him very adequately in one sentence, and he's still somewhat cohesive, which I think is a sign of a complex and wonderful character in the making.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I drew Atticus in the car while I was riding home*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Carrion is curled up in a tree, his wormy body draped over tree branches like a fleshy garland. He is dressed in light fabrics, and the pure whiteness of the cloth is stained a little red from his body secretions.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Atticus was walking around holding a brown bag with a bottle in it when he saw Carrion and decided to walk over. He lays down at the foot of the tree and holds up the bottle. "It's mostly full, if you're interested."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"You drink? I thought alcohol products did not mix well with pastry products?" He snakes his way down, curious.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(hi wendo)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
*sure!*
Drilin is climbing out of a sewer grate in the town square
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
"I'm special. See, I've nearly always been an alcoholic, so I've learned a spell to make me mostly immune to its effects. Plus, a normal cake would have fallen apart or spoiled by now. I'm infused with cursed appetite that I... consensually stole from a giant sunflower recently."
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 back from dnd club, anybody here?*
'Something the matter?'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
"Consensually?" He snorts, laughing a little. "I will decline, the taste of alcohol, whether it be by wheat, corn, hops, grapes, or other, tastes bitter to me." he says.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Do you wanna rp or something?*