He moves a pawn forward. The one in front of his king uses en passant. "Since we're just starting, do you know what you'll be wagering? For our first match, I don't intend to take anything too big from you." His move is calm and effortless, as if he didn't even need to think about it.
"Hmmm... how about a bit of information?" It muses, moving the pawn in front of its queen-side rook one space forward. "A truthfully answered question?"
He moves his king forward in a painfully obvious blunder that even a novice would pick up on. The bongcloud opening. "That sounds fair. One question, truthfully answered. I doubt we'll need items for a match with such low stakes, but I'll leave them in place in case you want to check them out."
The crooked flower seems confused at the move, but says nothing, taking a few seconds before it makes its own move- moving the pawn in front of its king forward two spaces with en passant, to stand right in front of his own pawn. "I may use one of the items next round. For now, though, the standard game works for me. I'm a bit out of practice anyways."
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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)
"I'll leave once I know what you're trying to do here. What is this?" She responds, mustering up some courage, though she's growing somewhat scared as well.
He growls and grumbles but moves past her like a shadow "Let me wallow alone child.."
"...talking about it might help..." She mutters, her fear once again melting away, concern taking its place. "If you really want me to leave you be, though, I will."
Donn sighs as the massive three-headed goat lies down in the grass besides her "Everyone left.. everyone has left me. My friend, my children, even my beloved.. they all left me to fester and rot.."
Omori is silent for a while, sitting down in the grass near him where she stands. "I'm so sorry that happened." Is all she can think to say, though it's clear she's trying to think of other comforting words- as much as this isn't her forte, she's trying her best.
He grumbles "I am angry.. I am beyond angry.'
"I get that- who wouldn't be at least a little angry?" She responds. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
He shakes his head "Part of me wants to rot into nothingness.."
"I get that too... but then you'd miss out on the future. Things'll get better, I'm sure of it- peaks and valleys, you know?" She is silent for a second. "But if you still want to rot away," She flops down onto the ground, looking up at the trees. "then I can stay here and rot with you for a little while."
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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)
"I'll leave once I know what you're trying to do here. What is this?" She responds, mustering up some courage, though she's growing somewhat scared as well.
He growls and grumbles but moves past her like a shadow "Let me wallow alone child.."
"...talking about it might help..." She mutters, her fear once again melting away, concern taking its place. "If you really want me to leave you be, though, I will."
Donn sighs as the massive three-headed goat lies down in the grass besides her "Everyone left.. everyone has left me. My friend, my children, even my beloved.. they all left me to fester and rot.."
Omori is silent for a while, sitting down in the grass near him where she stands. "I'm so sorry that happened." Is all she can think to say, though it's clear she's trying to think of other comforting words- as much as this isn't her forte, she's trying her best.
He grumbles "I am angry.. I am beyond angry.'
"I get that- who wouldn't be at least a little angry?" She responds. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
He shakes his head "Part of me wants to rot into nothingness.."
"I get that too... but then you'd miss out on the future. Things'll get better, I'm sure of it- peaks and valleys, you know?" She is silent for a second. "But if you still want to rot away," She flops down onto the ground, looking up at the trees. "then I can stay here and rot with you for a little while."
"Mn.. I don't wish to poison you with my own sadness child. You are too kind, nicer than most could ever dream to be." He says and flops to his side, lying down.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Wonderful. I doubt you'll have trouble remembering the rules, but just in case..." He picks up a long box and opens it. Inside are three items: a cigar guillotine with bandages and ointment, a pamphlet on chess rules with an almost empty roll of tape, and a stack of poker chips. "I have a few trinkets that could help you out, should you find them to your tastes." Each has a price listed in chess pieces. The pamphlet costs three pawns, the chips cost five of them, and the guillotine costs a queen. "New items will be available every ten rounds."
"Huh. Curious. Well, I'd like to know about magical panaceae." He examines the board again.
"Excellent." It's a normal chessboard, in red and black instead of black and white. "You can back out at any time, but as soon as check is entered by any means on either side, a cancellation is considered forfeit." He smiles. "You may go first."
Thirteen opens with 1. c4. The classic English.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Omori is silent for a while, sitting down in the grass near him where she stands. "I'm so sorry that happened." Is all she can think to say, though it's clear she's trying to think of other comforting words- as much as this isn't her forte, she's trying her best.
He grumbles "I am angry.. I am beyond angry.'
"I get that- who wouldn't be at least a little angry?" She responds. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
He shakes his head "Part of me wants to rot into nothingness.."
"I get that too... but then you'd miss out on the future. Things'll get better, I'm sure of it- peaks and valleys, you know?" She is silent for a second. "But if you still want to rot away," She flops down onto the ground, looking up at the trees. "then I can stay here and rot with you for a little while."
"Mn.. I don't wish to poison you with my own sadness child. You are too kind, nicer than most could ever dream to be." He says and flops to his side, lying down.
"Nah, I'll be fine- my optimism's survived for this long, right?" She chuckles a bit to herself. "Besides, you're my friend. I want to help you, and if that means lying in the dirt and feeling miserable together for a while, so be it."
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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)
Omori is silent for a while, sitting down in the grass near him where she stands. "I'm so sorry that happened." Is all she can think to say, though it's clear she's trying to think of other comforting words- as much as this isn't her forte, she's trying her best.
He grumbles "I am angry.. I am beyond angry.'
"I get that- who wouldn't be at least a little angry?" She responds. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
He shakes his head "Part of me wants to rot into nothingness.."
"I get that too... but then you'd miss out on the future. Things'll get better, I'm sure of it- peaks and valleys, you know?" She is silent for a second. "But if you still want to rot away," She flops down onto the ground, looking up at the trees. "then I can stay here and rot with you for a little while."
"Mn.. I don't wish to poison you with my own sadness child. You are too kind, nicer than most could ever dream to be." He says and flops to his side, lying down.
"Nah, I'll be fine- my optimism's survived for this long, right?" She chuckles a bit to herself. "Besides, you're my friend. I want to help you, and if that means lying in the dirt and feeling miserable together for a while, so be it."
He sighs "Forgive me.. sometimes my emotions get the better of me. I did not mean to snap at you and it was uncalled for. I apologize." He said, his many stubby tails flicking.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Omori is silent for a while, sitting down in the grass near him where she stands. "I'm so sorry that happened." Is all she can think to say, though it's clear she's trying to think of other comforting words- as much as this isn't her forte, she's trying her best.
He grumbles "I am angry.. I am beyond angry.'
"I get that- who wouldn't be at least a little angry?" She responds. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
He shakes his head "Part of me wants to rot into nothingness.."
"I get that too... but then you'd miss out on the future. Things'll get better, I'm sure of it- peaks and valleys, you know?" She is silent for a second. "But if you still want to rot away," She flops down onto the ground, looking up at the trees. "then I can stay here and rot with you for a little while."
"Mn.. I don't wish to poison you with my own sadness child. You are too kind, nicer than most could ever dream to be." He says and flops to his side, lying down.
"Nah, I'll be fine- my optimism's survived for this long, right?" She chuckles a bit to herself. "Besides, you're my friend. I want to help you, and if that means lying in the dirt and feeling miserable together for a while, so be it."
He sighs "Forgive me.. sometimes my emotions get the better of me. I did not mean to snap at you and it was uncalled for. I apologize." He said, his many stubby tails flicking.
"You're forgiven. I get it- there's a lot of emotions going on right now." She responds. The undergrowth around her seems to be growing just a touch greener just from her ambient, albeit faint, druidic magic.
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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)
Omori is silent for a while, sitting down in the grass near him where she stands. "I'm so sorry that happened." Is all she can think to say, though it's clear she's trying to think of other comforting words- as much as this isn't her forte, she's trying her best.
He grumbles "I am angry.. I am beyond angry.'
"I get that- who wouldn't be at least a little angry?" She responds. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
He shakes his head "Part of me wants to rot into nothingness.."
"I get that too... but then you'd miss out on the future. Things'll get better, I'm sure of it- peaks and valleys, you know?" She is silent for a second. "But if you still want to rot away," She flops down onto the ground, looking up at the trees. "then I can stay here and rot with you for a little while."
"Mn.. I don't wish to poison you with my own sadness child. You are too kind, nicer than most could ever dream to be." He says and flops to his side, lying down.
"Nah, I'll be fine- my optimism's survived for this long, right?" She chuckles a bit to herself. "Besides, you're my friend. I want to help you, and if that means lying in the dirt and feeling miserable together for a while, so be it."
He sighs "Forgive me.. sometimes my emotions get the better of me. I did not mean to snap at you and it was uncalled for. I apologize." He said, his many stubby tails flicking.
"You're forgiven. I get it- there's a lot of emotions going on right now." She responds. The undergrowth around her seems to be growing just a touch greener just from her ambient, albeit faint, druidic magic.
He tries to keep away from her, his own touch causing things to rot. He closes his eyes "How are you dear?.."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I get that too... but then you'd miss out on the future. Things'll get better, I'm sure of it- peaks and valleys, you know?" She is silent for a second. "But if you still want to rot away," She flops down onto the ground, looking up at the trees. "then I can stay here and rot with you for a little while."
"Mn.. I don't wish to poison you with my own sadness child. You are too kind, nicer than most could ever dream to be." He says and flops to his side, lying down.
"Nah, I'll be fine- my optimism's survived for this long, right?" She chuckles a bit to herself. "Besides, you're my friend. I want to help you, and if that means lying in the dirt and feeling miserable together for a while, so be it."
He sighs "Forgive me.. sometimes my emotions get the better of me. I did not mean to snap at you and it was uncalled for. I apologize." He said, his many stubby tails flicking.
"You're forgiven. I get it- there's a lot of emotions going on right now." She responds. The undergrowth around her seems to be growing just a touch greener just from her ambient, albeit faint, druidic magic.
He tries to keep away from her, his own touch causing things to rot. He closes his eyes "How are you dear?.."
"I've been... alright. Accidentally caught a curse from being shown something beyond the human scope of cognition- don't worry, I got better." She responds, sensing that he doesn't want to talk about it more right now. "At the very least, it's been interesting." She adds, laughing a bit.
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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)
“That doesn’t make all love bad, does it?” She asks them, tilting her head and frowning “I’m sorry ya were hurt by someone.”
"Just leave me, please? Leave me to rot.." he mumbles.
“That I ain’t gonna do, no matter how much ya hurt me, ‘er bite at me, ‘er whatever ya want ta do. I know ya can hurt me more than ya did, ya got a good heart.” She smiles, “I aint gonna hug ya yet, but I’m warnin’ ya, it’s comin’.”
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The crooked flower seems confused at the move, but says nothing, taking a few seconds before it makes its own move- moving the pawn in front of its king forward two spaces with en passant, to stand right in front of his own pawn. "I may use one of the items next round. For now, though, the standard game works for me. I'm a bit out of practice anyways."
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 get that too... but then you'd miss out on the future. Things'll get better, I'm sure of it- peaks and valleys, you know?" She is silent for a second. "But if you still want to rot away," She flops down onto the ground, looking up at the trees. "then I can stay here and rot with you for a little while."
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)
"Mn.. I don't wish to poison you with my own sadness child. You are too kind, nicer than most could ever dream to be." He says and flops to his side, lying down.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*theyre fun, idk*
Thirteen is uninspired yet again, sitting at the bar surrounded by books.
Eito walks over to her.
Loriche is just hanging out at her forge, sketching some new plans.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Thirteen opens with 1. c4. The classic English.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(anyone wanna rp)
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
"Nah, I'll be fine- my optimism's survived for this long, right?" She chuckles a bit to herself. "Besides, you're my friend. I want to help you, and if that means lying in the dirt and feeling miserable together for a while, so be it."
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 sighs "Forgive me.. sometimes my emotions get the better of me. I did not mean to snap at you and it was uncalled for. I apologize." He said, his many stubby tails flicking.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Cut for Wendi.*
“That doesn’t make all love bad, does it?” She asks them, tilting her head and frowning “I’m sorry ya were hurt by someone.”
"You're forgiven. I get it- there's a lot of emotions going on right now." She responds. The undergrowth around her seems to be growing just a touch greener just from her ambient, albeit faint, druidic magic.
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 seemingly comes to. "Huh?"
"Hello." They stoop respectfully. "You were sought out for the acquisition of assistance."
"I dunno. Just some basic stuff for now."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Just leave me, please? Leave me to rot.." he mumbles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He tries to keep away from her, his own touch causing things to rot. He closes his eyes "How are you dear?.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I've been... alright. Accidentally caught a curse from being shown something beyond the human scope of cognition- don't worry, I got better." She responds, sensing that he doesn't want to talk about it more right now. "At the very least, it's been interesting." She adds, laughing a bit.
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)
"Alright..." He slowly begins to eat. "...thanks."
"Very nice." They nod at it approvingly.
"You alright?" She turns, just now looking at him.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“That seems a little clique, don’t you think, my beloved?” She says with a giggle.
She looks up at them, closing her eyes and nuzzling against them.
*I'm feeling burnt out...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“That I ain’t gonna do, no matter how much ya hurt me, ‘er bite at me, ‘er whatever ya want ta do. I know ya can hurt me more than ya did, ya got a good heart.” She smiles, “I aint gonna hug ya yet, but I’m warnin’ ya, it’s comin’.”