*[descends from ceiling] Goooooood afternoon, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today?*
*[rises from floor, arm outstretched to make contact with the divine] I'm doing okay. It's mother's day, and I've regained my obsession with Starved Eggman for some reason.*
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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.
*[descends from ceiling] Goooooood afternoon, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today?*
*[rises from floor, arm outstretched to make contact with the divine] I'm doing okay. It's mother's day, and I've regained my obsession with Starved Eggman for some reason.*
*[from inside the walls] spirit airlines has the worst chairs, but other than that, im good*
"oohhh~ someone special i assume?" timber chuckles
"Yeah," he scratches the back of his head. "She's something special alright"
"dont be embarresed, love is a wonderfull thing!"
"It really is"
"love is how I got into my current mess. wouldnt have it any other way though" timber nods thoughtfully, staying out of the sunlight
“A mess, huh?” He sits down on the grass. “I’d be willing to listen”
"well, how much do you know about vampires?"
"Not much."
"well congrats, you just met one"
"Oh, cool" he nods
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*[descends from ceiling] Goooooood afternoon, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today?*
*[rises from floor, arm outstretched to make contact with the divine] I'm doing okay. It's mother's day, and I've regained my obsession with Starved Eggman for some reason.*
*Good to hear you're doing okay. I'm also doing okay- not great, but certainly not terrible.*
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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)
*[descends from ceiling] Goooooood afternoon, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today?*
*[rises from floor, arm outstretched to make contact with the divine] I'm doing okay. It's mother's day, and I've regained my obsession with Starved Eggman for some reason.*
*Good to hear you're doing okay. I'm also doing okay- not great, but certainly not terrible.*
*Would you be alright if I continued our RP on Autumn? I had to go last night.*
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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.
*[descends from ceiling] Goooooood afternoon, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today?*
*[rises from floor, arm outstretched to make contact with the divine] I'm doing okay. It's mother's day, and I've regained my obsession with Starved Eggman for some reason.*
*Good to hear you're doing okay. I'm also doing okay- not great, but certainly not terrible.*
*Would you be alright if I continued our RP on Autumn? I had to go last night.*
*Sure, sounds great!*
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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)
"oohhh~ someone special i assume?" timber chuckles
"Yeah," he scratches the back of his head. "She's something special alright"
"dont be embarresed, love is a wonderfull thing!"
"It really is"
"love is how I got into my current mess. wouldnt have it any other way though" timber nods thoughtfully, staying out of the sunlight
“A mess, huh?” He sits down on the grass. “I’d be willing to listen”
"well, how much do you know about vampires?"
"Not much."
"well congrats, you just met one"
"Oh, cool" he nods
"I personally would not recomend it, yes youre undead and cant mostly die, but your also undead and cant walk in sunlight"
"I'd hate it then" he flops down onto his back, basking in the sunlight. "I couldn't live without times like this. Early morning rides watching the sunrise, picnics up on the hill."
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*[descends from ceiling] Goooooood afternoon, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today?*
*[rises from floor, arm outstretched to make contact with the divine] I'm doing okay. It's mother's day, and I've regained my obsession with Starved Eggman for some reason.*
*[From the cabinets] I'VE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT-*
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*[descends from ceiling] Goooooood afternoon, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today?*
*[rises from floor, arm outstretched to make contact with the divine] I'm doing okay. It's mother's day, and I've regained my obsession with Starved Eggman for some reason.*
*[From the cabinets] I'VE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT-*
*[From the closet] WHAT?*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat. I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*[descends from ceiling] Goooooood afternoon, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all today?*
*[rises from floor, arm outstretched to make contact with the divine] I'm doing okay. It's mother's day, and I've regained my obsession with Starved Eggman for some reason.*
*[From the cabinets] I'VE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT-*
*[From the closet] WHAT?*
*SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG IS A [GP] [GP] MOTHER[GP]! HE [GP]ED ON MY [GP]ING WIFE!*
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Simon is outside, more so standing in the room of a young man. He is sitting in the corner, in a woven wicker chair, smoking as he watches the final moments of the man's life flicker out before him. He is drenched in blood, his boots, his shirt, even his gloves hands. He looks on edge, his foot nervously tapping as smoke curls around him.
Sam is outside, hauling fish out from the water using his old trawling net. He sings to himself, a song from legends ago his father's had sung to him. A song of a man hunting a ghost ship filled with gold only to be sink under waves by it.
A breathey exhale comes in to the room, the smoke turning black and shadowy. The smoke whirls around in the center of the room and takes the shape of a man, tall and lanky. He's got short shaggy hair, a grey baggy shirt, and a tired look under his glasses.
He looks at the dying man, frowning.
Simon narrows his eyes behind his balaclava clad face, his icy blue eyes darkening. "Who are you." He says, an order rather than a question.
"Oh, I'm River." he says, as if that answers their question. "Why'd you kill him?"
He shrugs "Art." He rolls up the cloth of his balaclava and stubs out his cigarette on his neck. He closes his eyes and stands up, sighing.
"That's not a good reason." he sighs and starts to get rid of the body
Simon suddenly lands a blade straight through the person's leg, pinning them to the floor with a sickening thud of metal sliding through flesh. "I didn't say you could take it."
"Fine, he can stay until he decomposes."
"I didn't say you could negotiate either. You are very bad at taking it when someone says no." He said, his tone sharp and cold like a scalpel.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Any significance in your choice of subject?" The monster sits on Simon's lap and lays against his chest.
"And I'll do it again. Also, thank you for calling me a lad." He opens up a portion of his pack, pulling out a hot tempura porkchop on a plate, which must be held with a thick cloth. He offers it to Sam, along with a fork and knife.
Simon freezes up as his pupils dilate to pinpoints. He is quiet for a moment, his voice caught in his throat, but he clears it with a cough and tilts his head "He is one of the followers of the old faith.. said (gp) about you." He grumbled under his breath "Thought I should take care of it."
He sighs and rolls his eyes "Yer welcome." He folds his arms and sits down beside him "And no thanks mate, I ain't hungry. Rarely am." He shrugs.
"They either love me or hate me, either way they get the axe eventually." Black tendrils emerge from the entity's face hole, coiling around Simon's shoulders. "I didn't ask you to do this."
He nods, then begins eating the thing himself. "So, what's up? Settling in nicely?"
"I didn't ask you to ask me. I wanted to." He said, his tone clipped. He stares at the tendrils and blinks slowly.
"The sky?" He chuckles, laughing at his own joke "Nah, nothing much. Thinking about saving up for a new rig. Better than the one I got now but she holds a spot in my heart." He puts a hand over his left pec and pretends to swoon.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I didn't say you could negotiate either. You are very bad at taking it when someone says no." He said, his tone sharp and cold like a scalpel.
"I usually don't listen to killers, seeing as how I snuff them out. He stays until he decomposes, or you end up on my table instead."
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"I didn't say you could negotiate either. You are very bad at taking it when someone says no." He said, his tone sharp and cold like a scalpel.
"I usually don't listen to killers, seeing as how I snuff them out. He stays until he decomposes, or you end up on my table instead."
"I don't care. If I did, I die. You can try and I welcome the challenge but I need this body to make something beautiful. It's a waste to let it rot." He shrugs dismissively and hauls the body over his shoulder.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I didn't say you could negotiate either. You are very bad at taking it when someone says no." He said, his tone sharp and cold like a scalpel.
"I usually don't listen to killers, seeing as how I snuff them out. He stays until he decomposes, or you end up on my table instead."
"I don't care. If I did, I die. You can try and I welcome the challenge but I need this body to make something beautiful. It's a waste to let it rot." He shrugs dismissively and hauls the body over his shoulder.
He sighs, rubbing his face. "Gods, why must killers be so particular?... Fine."
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*[descends from ceiling] Goooooood afternoon, Lord's Rest Inn! How are y'all 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)
"well congrats, you just met one"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*[rises from floor, arm outstretched to make contact with the divine] I'm doing okay. It's mother's day, and I've regained my obsession with Starved Eggman for some reason.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*[from inside the walls] spirit airlines has the worst chairs, but other than that, im good*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Oh, cool" he nods
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
"I personally would not recomend it, yes youre undead and cant mostly die, but your also undead and cant walk in sunlight"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Good to hear you're doing okay. I'm also doing okay- not great, but certainly not terrible.*
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)
*Would you be alright if I continued our RP on Autumn? I had to go last night.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Sure, sounds great!*
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'd hate it then" he flops down onto his back, basking in the sunlight. "I couldn't live without times like this. Early morning rides watching the sunrise, picnics up on the hill."
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*[From the cabinets] I'VE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT-*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*[From the closet] WHAT?*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, princess-of-quite-a-lot, and certified silly goose
*SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG IS A [GP] [GP] MOTHER[GP]! HE [GP]ED ON MY [GP]ING WIFE!*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*If we must, dear friend*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"I didn't say you could negotiate either. You are very bad at taking it when someone says no." He said, his tone sharp and cold like a scalpel.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I didn't ask you to ask me. I wanted to." He said, his tone clipped. He stares at the tendrils and blinks slowly.
"The sky?" He chuckles, laughing at his own joke "Nah, nothing much. Thinking about saving up for a new rig. Better than the one I got now but she holds a spot in my heart." He puts a hand over his left pec and pretends to swoon.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I usually don't listen to killers, seeing as how I snuff them out. He stays until he decomposes, or you end up on my table instead."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"I don't care. If I did, I die. You can try and I welcome the challenge but I need this body to make something beautiful. It's a waste to let it rot." He shrugs dismissively and hauls the body over his shoulder.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He sighs, rubbing his face. "Gods, why must killers be so particular?... Fine."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25