The ghouls seem to be somehow marking the bandits with a touch before terminating them with brutal efficiency. Beast (1) twists a man's head backward with only one hand. Professional (2) just double-taps the head of his victims, his bullets arcing to hit them in the eyes. Kid (3) kicks his foot through the back of one of the bandits before their leg seems to teleport through the man's flesh to burst out the chest of another criminal standing a solid 6 ft away.
All the bandits soon die. The Tarnished is breathing heavily, his plate armor torn in places as blood trickles from his chestplate
Professional is taking notes on the casualties while Beast is eating one of the bodies. Kid looks uncomfortable as he approaches the Tarnished. "Hey man, you need any help? Our boss is a doctor, sort of. Combat medic during the Second Great War."
The ghouls seem to be somehow marking the bandits with a touch before terminating them with brutal efficiency. Beast (1) twists a man's head backward with only one hand. Professional (2) just double-taps the head of his victims, his bullets arcing to hit them in the eyes. Kid (3) kicks his foot through the back of one of the bandits before their leg seems to teleport through the man's flesh to burst out the chest of another criminal standing a solid 6 ft away.
All the bandits soon die. The Tarnished is breathing heavily, his plate armor torn in places as blood trickles from his chestplate
Professional is taking notes on the casualties while Beast is eating one of the bodies. Kid looks uncomfortable as he approaches the Tarnished. "Hey man, you need any help? Our boss is a doctor, sort of. Combat medic during the Second Great War."
He shakes his head no
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Professional is taking notes on the casualties while Beast is eating one of the bodies. Kid looks uncomfortable as he approaches the Tarnished. "Hey man, you need any help? Our boss is a doctor, sort of. Combat medic during the Second Great War."
He shakes his head no
"Aight, take care." The ghouls leave the same way they came, Beast not even finishing her meal. They didn't come here for food, so for what?
Omori is continuing to pursue her newfound(?) passion of birdwatching, making small sketches of the birds she finds.
The Leper sits nearby, watching the birds with a smile, his face slightly bleeding from the forced movement.
She slinks through the shadows over towards him. "Hi!"
He looks down to them, his massive frame moving slowly, his voice deep and kind "Hello."
"Whatcha doing? Watching the birds too?" Her other eyes open and look around her surroundings, some of them fixing their attention on the man. She grins, revealing sharp teeth.
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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)
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Omori is continuing to pursue her newfound(?) passion of birdwatching, making small sketches of the birds she finds.
The Leper sits nearby, watching the birds with a smile, his face slightly bleeding from the forced movement.
She slinks through the shadows over towards him. "Hi!"
He looks down to them, his massive frame moving slowly, his voice deep and kind "Hello."
"Whatcha doing? Watching the birds too?" Her other eyes open and look around her surroundings, some of them fixing their attention on the man. She grins, revealing sharp teeth.
He cross his legs, looking calmly at the eldritch creature, sticking his broken greatsword into the ground "I am, beautiful creatures. So free of all the worries others may spend their time focusing on." He smiles, purely white teeth.
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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.'
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Omori is continuing to pursue her newfound(?) passion of birdwatching, making small sketches of the birds she finds.
The Leper sits nearby, watching the birds with a smile, his face slightly bleeding from the forced movement.
She slinks through the shadows over towards him. "Hi!"
He looks down to them, his massive frame moving slowly, his voice deep and kind "Hello."
"Whatcha doing? Watching the birds too?" Her other eyes open and look around her surroundings, some of them fixing their attention on the man. She grins, revealing sharp teeth.
He cross his legs, looking calmly at the eldritch creature, sticking his broken greatsword into the ground "I am, beautiful creatures. So free of all the worries others may spend their time focusing on." He smiles, purely white teeth.
"Yeah, they're really pretty. They kind of remind me of something... Though, I'm not sure what that something is. Not yet anyway." She sits on the grass somewhat near him, offering the binoculars for him to use.
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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 continuing to pursue her newfound(?) passion of birdwatching, making small sketches of the birds she finds.
The Leper sits nearby, watching the birds with a smile, his face slightly bleeding from the forced movement.
She slinks through the shadows over towards him. "Hi!"
He looks down to them, his massive frame moving slowly, his voice deep and kind "Hello."
"Whatcha doing? Watching the birds too?" Her other eyes open and look around her surroundings, some of them fixing their attention on the man. She grins, revealing sharp teeth.
He cross his legs, looking calmly at the eldritch creature, sticking his broken greatsword into the ground "I am, beautiful creatures. So free of all the worries others may spend their time focusing on." He smiles, purely white teeth.
"Yeah, they're really pretty. They kind of remind me of something... Though, I'm not sure what that something is. Not yet anyway." She sits on the grass somewhat near him, offering the binoculars for him to use.
He takes the binoculars gingerly from her, using them to watch the birds through his weak eyes "They remind me of my homeland, a kingdom that doesn't exist anymore, unfortunately enough." He sighs.
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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.'
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
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Professional is taking notes on the casualties while Beast is eating one of the bodies. Kid looks uncomfortable as he approaches the Tarnished. "Hey man, you need any help? Our boss is a doctor, sort of. Combat medic during the Second Great War."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He shakes his head no
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Aight, take care." The ghouls leave the same way they came, Beast not even finishing her meal. They didn't come here for food, so for what?
*gtg!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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 continuing to pursue her newfound(?) passion of birdwatching, making small sketches of the birds she finds.
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)
The Leper sits nearby, watching the birds with a smile, his face slightly bleeding from the forced movement.
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 slinks through the shadows over towards him. "Hi!"
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)
*Let me check something for Sparrow. To hit:12 28 25 Damage:30+16 26+17 30*
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.)
*Hmm, that's good. That may not be hitting some people, but the people it does it, it will hurt.*
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 looks down to them, his massive frame moving slowly, his voice deep and kind "Hello."
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.)
"Whatcha doing? Watching the birds too?" Her other eyes open and look around her surroundings, some of them fixing their attention on the man. She grins, revealing sharp teeth.
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 afternoon)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Good afternoon! How are you?*
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 cross his legs, looking calmly at the eldritch creature, sticking his broken greatsword into the ground "I am, beautiful creatures. So free of all the worries others may spend their time focusing on." He smiles, purely white teeth.
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.)
*Good afternoon.*
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.)
(i'm doing great :D)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"Yeah, they're really pretty. They kind of remind me of something... Though, I'm not sure what that something is. Not yet anyway." She sits on the grass somewhat near him, offering the binoculars for him to use.
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)
*Wonderful! I'm also doing pretty good 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)
He takes the binoculars gingerly from her, using them to watch the birds through his weak eyes "They remind me of my homeland, a kingdom that doesn't exist anymore, unfortunately enough." He sighs.
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.)
(glad to hear it)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover