"Really? I based it off of your elephants, and then added some butterflies and goth fashion. I think it's really cool, but people think it's creepy so I use it to lick people I don't like... or people that I like a lot."
Carrion barks out a laugh, it is raspy and deep like leaves crunching underfoot. He nods "I can understand that. Your senses are important."
He nods and lays his head against Carrion. "They are precious to me. You made the best ones, to be honest. Sight is overrated." He rolls over and rubs his paws over Carrion's sticky, slimy body. He sniffs the god deeply. "I'm sure you taste interesting, but I don't plan on risking it." He sighs and uses Carrion as a pillow.
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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.
"Really? I based it off of your elephants, and then added some butterflies and goth fashion. I think it's really cool, but people think it's creepy so I use it to lick people I don't like... or people that I like a lot."
Carrion barks out a laugh, it is raspy and deep like leaves crunching underfoot. He nods "I can understand that. Your senses are important."
He nods and lays his head against Carrion. "They are precious to me. You made the best ones, to be honest. Sight is overrated." He rolls over and rubs his paws over Carrion's sticky, slimy body. He sniffs the god deeply. "I'm sure you taste interesting, but I don't plan on risking it." He sighs and uses Carrion as a pillow.
"All of them are important, even sight. How else would you see the beauty of everything? the greens, the blues, the darkness, the light?" He sighs happily "My eyes see only grey sadly, but I know everything is beautiful, even if I cant see the colors."
He places his fingertips over part of his body and digs into the flesh, clawing out a chunk. Blood and other fluids begin to flow, but quickly it clots like a scab. He holds out the flesh "Eat it how you see fit."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Yeah.. but you'd retain only your instincts. Dexter was made from the death of his innocence, which is why he's only three. The real one lived to be 40."
"Yeah.. But.. still. I still feel really bad."
She laughs with them, taking off her helmet "Good it didn't, I like you."
"So I'd be kissin' ya all the time?" She says with a chuckle, continuing to hold them close with her strong hands, happy to have them, feeling their chest.
"It's okay... I... I didn't even know if it was the right choice, we all doubt."
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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.'
Omori is back in the forest, laying down in the grass and just taking some time to relax after having her extra eyes gouged out.
Atticus wanders over. "You're looking good! Have the memories been extracted yet?"
She looks up at him from the ground, grinning widely. There's some slight scarring on her face where the aberrant eyes were before, the wounds magically healed. "Judging by the fact I don't remember what got me into this mess in the first place, pretty sure, yeah."
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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)
"All of them are important, even sight. How else would you see the beauty of everything? the greens, the blues, the darkness, the light?" He sighs happily "My eyes see only grey sadly, but I know everything is beautiful, even if I cant see the colors."
He places his fingertips over part of his body and digs into the flesh, clawing out a chunk. Blood and other fluids begin to flow, but quickly it clots like a scab. He holds out the flesh "Eat it how you see fit."
He takes the chunk. "You really can't see all the colors? The marbling on your cadaverous form is quite exquisite. It's a shame you can't see it. I'll have to cook this before I eat it. I can't eat anything raw." He rolls the hunk into a ball and flattens it (somehow), then lights it on fire. He sets it on the ground and cuddles against the Oldest Carcass.
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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.
"Yeah.. but you'd retain only your instincts. Dexter was made from the death of his innocence, which is why he's only three. The real one lived to be 40."
"Yeah.. But.. still. I still feel really bad."
She laughs with them, taking off her helmet "Good it didn't, I like you."
"So I'd be kissin' ya all the time?" She says with a chuckle, continuing to hold them close with her strong hands, happy to have them, feeling their chest.
"It's okay... I... I didn't even know if it was the right choice, we all doubt."
"I like you too, you're a good drinking buddy."
"Most likely." he smiles, his chest strong. "I wouldn't.. mind."
"I don't doubt anymore.. love you lots."
She pours them both a glass of vodka, "Yes, maybe more." She shrugs, sitting down.
She smirks and begins to pepper their face with many a kiss.
"Love you just as much. I shouldn't keep you here all day, should I?"
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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.'
Natasha is back in her battle armor when she sees them and gestures them over, "Oh, I have a regular?"
"If ya love me, I'll make sure not to be someone ya have ta kill, because I don't want ta hurt ya, emotionally."
"And then I got stuck on you, no one's ever really... been that way, and I... yeah."
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.)
He nods and lays his head against Carrion. "They are precious to me. You made the best ones, to be honest. Sight is overrated." He rolls over and rubs his paws over Carrion's sticky, slimy body. He sniffs the god deeply. "I'm sure you taste interesting, but I don't plan on risking it." He sighs and uses Carrion as a pillow.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*How about... Omori?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She runs her claw across the top of their head, "Sleepy, handsome?"
"Then I'd be able to see ya again." She rubs their back with a smile, "Aint ya a nice one, makes me love ya all the more."
"You... you said yes eventually, and... and I just didn't want you to say no."
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.)
*Sure!*
Omori is back in the forest, laying down in the grass and just taking some time to relax after having her extra eyes gouged out.
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 hey Yvonne, I missed you deeply.*
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.)
*Hello, Jester! How art thou today?*
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)
"All of them are important, even sight. How else would you see the beauty of everything? the greens, the blues, the darkness, the light?" He sighs happily "My eyes see only grey sadly, but I know everything is beautiful, even if I cant see the colors."
He places his fingertips over part of his body and digs into the flesh, clawing out a chunk. Blood and other fluids begin to flow, but quickly it clots like a scab. He holds out the flesh "Eat it how you see fit."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I am going better than before, and 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.)
Atticus wanders over. "You're looking good! Have the memories been extracted yet?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I'm doing alright myself- mostly just relaxing after a busy day. You wanna 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)
She laughs with them, taking off her helmet "Good it didn't, I like you."
"So I'd be kissin' ya all the time?" She says with a chuckle, continuing to hold them close with her strong hands, happy to have them, feeling their chest.
"It's okay... I... I didn't even know if it was the right choice, we all doubt."
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.)
She looks up at him from the ground, grinning widely. There's some slight scarring on her face where the aberrant eyes were before, the wounds magically healed. "Judging by the fact I don't remember what got me into this mess in the first place, pretty sure, yeah."
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)
*I do think that I may want to, relaxing is the best thing to do. Who you want?*
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.)
He takes the chunk. "You really can't see all the colors? The marbling on your cadaverous form is quite exquisite. It's a shame you can't see it. I'll have to cook this before I eat it. I can't eat anything raw." He rolls the hunk into a ball and flattens it (somehow), then lights it on fire. He sets it on the ground and cuddles against the Oldest Carcass.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She pours them both a glass of vodka, "Yes, maybe more." She shrugs, sitting down.
She smirks and begins to pepper their face with many a kiss.
"Love you just as much. I shouldn't keep you here all day, should I?"
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.)