*Good morning, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today, and would anyone like to rp?*
*I did write some intro text earlier, if you wanna make a Mafia member or something. Of course I wanna rp, good morning.*
*Looks interesting- I'll probably make a character for it later today once I find an idea I like. For now, though, any particular character(s) you'd like?*
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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 morning, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today, and would anyone like to rp?*
*I did write some intro text earlier, if you wanna make a Mafia member or something. Of course I wanna rp, good morning.*
*Looks interesting- I'll probably make a character for it later today once I find an idea I like. For now, though, any particular character(s) you'd like?*
*I'm back*
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Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
*Good morning, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today, and would anyone like to rp?*
*I did write some intro text earlier, if you wanna make a Mafia member or something. Of course I wanna rp, good morning.*
*Looks interesting- I'll probably make a character for it later today once I find an idea I like. For now, though, any particular character(s) you'd like?*
*Absolutely not, I will take any characters you are willing to offer, how about 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.'
*Good morning, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today, and would anyone like to rp?*
*I did write some intro text earlier, if you wanna make a Mafia member or something. Of course I wanna rp, good morning.*
*Looks interesting- I'll probably make a character for it later today once I find an idea I like. For now, though, any particular character(s) you'd like?*
*Absolutely not, I will take any characters you are willing to offer, how about you?*
*Let's go with... Merabelle and another of your choice! It's been a while since we had an interaction with her and Omori.*
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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 morning, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today, and would anyone like to rp?*
*I did write some intro text earlier, if you wanna make a Mafia member or something. Of course I wanna rp, good morning.*
*Looks interesting- I'll probably make a character for it later today once I find an idea I like. For now, though, any particular character(s) you'd like?*
*Absolutely not, I will take any characters you are willing to offer, how about you?*
*Let's go with... Merabelle and another of your choice! It's been a while since we had an interaction with her and Omori.*
*Welp, you got it bud.*
Merabelle has finished her morning workout, and is making everyone some breakfast in the kitchen, thinking about her life, her past, even her future as she sings a lullaby that all her children know.
Natasha is cleaning up the Campfire, still in her shining armor with her helmet on as she cleans the empty bar, muttering to herself as she does.
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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.'
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
*Good morning, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today, and would anyone like to rp?*
*I did write some intro text earlier, if you wanna make a Mafia member or something. Of course I wanna rp, good morning.*
*Looks interesting- I'll probably make a character for it later today once I find an idea I like. For now, though, any particular character(s) you'd like?*
*Absolutely not, I will take any characters you are willing to offer, how about you?*
*Let's go with... Merabelle and another of your choice! It's been a while since we had an interaction with her and Omori.*
*Welp, you got it bud.*
Merabelle has finished her morning workout, and is making everyone some breakfast in the kitchen, thinking about her life, her past, even her future as she sings a lullaby that all her children know.
Natasha is cleaning up the Campfire, still in her shining armor with her helmet on as she cleans the empty bar, muttering to herself as she does.
Omori is also in the kitchen, helping her mother with breakfast to the best of her ability, using prestidigitation to clean up the kitchen as they go as she faintly hums to the melody she's so familiar with. She looks tired, like she hadn't gotten much sleep- a similar tiredness to when she was struggling with the curse from the Observatory, though obviously without any of the aberrant symptoms.
The door doesn't open, and yet Amicus enters the Campfire anyways, passing through the closed door like it simply wasn't there. They notice Natasha working on cleaning the place up, and only think for a second before they speak. "Would you like some help?.." The possessed shadow asks.
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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)
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
Omori is also in the kitchen, helping her mother with breakfast to the best of her ability, using prestidigitation to clean up the kitchen as they go as she faintly hums to the melody she's so familiar with. She looks tired, like she hadn't gotten much sleep- a similar tiredness to when she was struggling with the curse from the Observatory, though obviously without any of the aberrant symptoms.
The door doesn't open, and yet Amicus enters the Campfire anyways, passing through the closed door like it simply wasn't there. They notice Natasha working on cleaning the place up, and only think for a second before they speak. "Would you like some help?.." The possessed shadow asks.
She stops for a moment after putting all the cleaned dishes away, picking them up from behind without warning, and turning them around to face her, looking into their eyes, "What've ya been doin' recently, Omori?" She asks, giving them a kiss on the forehead, "We ain't been talkin' too much, I'm sorry 'bout that."
She turns to them, her claws holding some trash, cutting into them with the razor sharpness they have. Her glowing red eyes pierce through them, nodding curiously "You may help if you want to, I did not hear you come in."
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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 also in the kitchen, helping her mother with breakfast to the best of her ability, using prestidigitation to clean up the kitchen as they go as she faintly hums to the melody she's so familiar with. She looks tired, like she hadn't gotten much sleep- a similar tiredness to when she was struggling with the curse from the Observatory, though obviously without any of the aberrant symptoms.
The door doesn't open, and yet Amicus enters the Campfire anyways, passing through the closed door like it simply wasn't there. They notice Natasha working on cleaning the place up, and only think for a second before they speak. "Would you like some help?.." The possessed shadow asks.
She stops for a moment after putting all the cleaned dishes away, picking them up from behind without warning, and turning them around to face her, looking into their eyes, "What've ya been doin' recently, Omori?" She asks, giving them a kiss on the forehead, "We ain't been talkin' too much, I'm sorry 'bout that."
She turns to them, her claws holding some trash, cutting into them with the razor sharpness they have. Her glowing red eyes pierce through them, nodding curiously "You may help if you want to, I did not hear you come in."
A little joyful laugh escapes her as she is scooped up. "Research, mostly- there's a lot of questions I want to find answers for. How certain spells work, what some spooky symbols mean- you know, the usual." She answers. "I'm sorry 'bout that too."
"Very few do... until I say something, that is..." The specter immediately starts picking up any bits of trash it can find, its amorphous shadowy form slithering under chairs and tables to make sure not a single crumb evades 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 also in the kitchen, helping her mother with breakfast to the best of her ability, using prestidigitation to clean up the kitchen as they go as she faintly hums to the melody she's so familiar with. She looks tired, like she hadn't gotten much sleep- a similar tiredness to when she was struggling with the curse from the Observatory, though obviously without any of the aberrant symptoms.
The door doesn't open, and yet Amicus enters the Campfire anyways, passing through the closed door like it simply wasn't there. They notice Natasha working on cleaning the place up, and only think for a second before they speak. "Would you like some help?.." The possessed shadow asks.
She stops for a moment after putting all the cleaned dishes away, picking them up from behind without warning, and turning them around to face her, looking into their eyes, "What've ya been doin' recently, Omori?" She asks, giving them a kiss on the forehead, "We ain't been talkin' too much, I'm sorry 'bout that."
She turns to them, her claws holding some trash, cutting into them with the razor sharpness they have. Her glowing red eyes pierce through them, nodding curiously "You may help if you want to, I did not hear you come in."
A little joyful laugh escapes her as she is scooped up. "Research, mostly- there's a lot of questions I want to find answers for. How certain spells work, what some spooky symbols mean- you know, the usual." She answers. "I'm sorry 'bout that too."
"Very few do... until I say something, that is..." The specter immediately starts picking up any bits of trash it can find, its amorphous shadowy form slithering under chairs and tables to make sure not a single crumb evades it.
"Have ya been doin' anythin' that involves that accursed Observtory?" She asks, smiling brightly down at her daughter, "Remember, we're takin' it the long way, my way. We're gonna visit the star fields again taday, see if ya can get any new insights."
She smiles down at them a little bit, "Those who do must be very perceptive then." She says, picking up cups and bowls and plates left on the ground and cleaning them, "Why did you come here? I'm sure it wasn't to assist."
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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.'
*i'm back*
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Claimed by SilverRaccoon3
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*Looks interesting- I'll probably make a character for it later today once I find an idea I like. For now, though, any particular character(s) you'd like?*
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'm back*
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Claimed by SilverRaccoon3
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*Absolutely not, I will take any characters you are willing to offer, how about 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.)
*Welcome back, my intro's a bit up.*
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.)
*alright*
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Claimed by SilverRaccoon3
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*Let's go with... Merabelle and another of your choice! It's been a while since we had an interaction with her and Omori.*
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)
Cliff is sitting in the restaurant fiddling with something.
Male: 16
Take the log out of your eye before you take out the splinter in someone else's eye.
Claimed by SilverRaccoon3
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*Welp, you got it bud.*
Merabelle has finished her morning workout, and is making everyone some breakfast in the kitchen, thinking about her life, her past, even her future as she sings a lullaby that all her children know.
Natasha is cleaning up the Campfire, still in her shining armor with her helmet on as she cleans the empty bar, muttering to herself as she does.
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.)
*Morning critters of various kinds and varieties*
*Hey Alaric, good to see you again.*
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.)
(how are you)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
They see Johnny through a window, humming to himself as he blasts a hole in an innocent person, their body crumpling to the ground.
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.)
Omori is also in the kitchen, helping her mother with breakfast to the best of her ability, using prestidigitation to clean up the kitchen as they go as she faintly hums to the melody she's so familiar with. She looks tired, like she hadn't gotten much sleep- a similar tiredness to when she was struggling with the curse from the Observatory, though obviously without any of the aberrant symptoms.
The door doesn't open, and yet Amicus enters the Campfire anyways, passing through the closed door like it simply wasn't there. They notice Natasha working on cleaning the place up, and only think for a second before they speak. "Would you like some help?.." The possessed shadow asks.
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)
(hi Yvonne)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
She stops for a moment after putting all the cleaned dishes away, picking them up from behind without warning, and turning them around to face her, looking into their eyes, "What've ya been doin' recently, Omori?" She asks, giving them a kiss on the forehead, "We ain't been talkin' too much, I'm sorry 'bout that."
She turns to them, her claws holding some trash, cutting into them with the razor sharpness they have. Her glowing red eyes pierce through them, nodding curiously "You may help if you want to, I did not hear you come in."
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.)
A little joyful laugh escapes her as she is scooped up. "Research, mostly- there's a lot of questions I want to find answers for. How certain spells work, what some spooky symbols mean- you know, the usual." She answers. "I'm sorry 'bout that too."
"Very few do... until I say something, that is..." The specter immediately starts picking up any bits of trash it can find, its amorphous shadowy form slithering under chairs and tables to make sure not a single crumb evades 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)
*Good morning, my chicken chasers!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Good morning! [holds up a live- and very confused- chicken] I finally caught one!*
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)
"Have ya been doin' anythin' that involves that accursed Observtory?" She asks, smiling brightly down at her daughter, "Remember, we're takin' it the long way, my way. We're gonna visit the star fields again taday, see if ya can get any new insights."
She smiles down at them a little bit, "Those who do must be very perceptive then." She says, picking up cups and bowls and plates left on the ground and cleaning them, "Why did you come here? I'm sure it wasn't to assist."
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.)