*Good place to end for a simple rp and transfer of power? I don’t know what to do with Tim though, I’ll sleep on it.*
*Yeah, I'd say that's a good place to end. I kinda need to think of plans for what Helianth will do next as well.*
*Good, then things are going to be very interesting indeed, very interesting.*
*Oh, it'll absolutely be interesting. I already have one idea of where to take this next... Let's just say, a lot of my other characters will be involved, one way or another... >:)*
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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)
*Good, then things are going to be very interesting indeed, very interesting.*
*I can see Carrion doing that Maxwell the cat meme dance.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She wraps her arms around them, putting her drink down.
“Ya don’t have ta, ya can just admire if ya like.” She says with a smile.
“Maybe, but for now I just want to be with you, if you think that’s okay.”
*Oh, it'll absolutely be interesting. I already have one idea of where to take this next... Let's just say, a lot of my other characters will be involved, one way or another... >:)*
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)
Her glowing eyes smile back at them, “I am, cybernetic enhancements have their uses.”
“Unless ya don’t want ta?”
She nuzzles even farther into them, kissing their chest, “Okay.”
“I am happy you do.”
She picks up Dexter and Sandstorm before moving them to another room, making sure they are safe before locking them in together.
She laughs a little, “I like the sound of that…”
*If you want to pm that, sure.*
Her eyes seem to glow a little brighter when they do, they feel something in their mouth, tasting of metal, with a bladed tip.
“Dew, are you sure… you haven’t loved for so long, it…” Tears form in her eyes.
*Cut for Salem, is it my turn to pick? Well uh… The Flame.*
It wraps around their tongue, playing with it, it appears to be Natasha’s tongue, or what it’s supposed to be.
"Dew…” She begins to cry tears of the purest joy, “Oh… gods Dew…”
She eventually breaks the kiss, her metallic tongue snaking back into her own mouth, “You are quite the kisser, aren’t you?”
She continues to cry as they speak, moving over to their face to hug it and kiss them as much as she can.
Benimaru comes back from working another day, walking directly to the kitchen and beginning to make dinner.
She rests her hands in their lap, “I’m sorry if I cut you, I hope the poison doesn’t settle in.”
She eventually does stop crying, looking back up at them with a loving gaze, “You are.. amazing.”
He stops himself from putting on his cooking apron, looking over to all three of them, eyes tired “Really? What did you make?”
She sighs happily “Good, I wouldn’t want to kill someone I like so much.”
“Dew… you… I love you.” She gets her lantern, blowing smoke through it.
He nods, taking off his apron, walking around and giving them each kisses, in the correct turn order.