They wait, letting her stew in the confusion and betrayal. Steeping the Last Traitor in emotion and power. "What does that mean for you?"
"...It means I have yet another reason to despise her. Not only did she treat me like a puppet in this life, she robbed me from whatever life I had before as well. It was all just to have someone do the work she didn't want to." She clenches the hand that isn't holding the plush, her claws making deep grooves in the soil as she does.
"I'm sorry. You don't deserve that. No one does." They place their hand on the back of her clenched claw before offering her a thermos that smells like hot chamomile tea. "This might help calm you down. I know you're mad, but rushing into things will make it worse."
They wait, letting her stew in the confusion and betrayal. Steeping the Last Traitor in emotion and power. "What does that mean for you?"
"...It means I have yet another reason to despise her. Not only did she treat me like a puppet in this life, she robbed me from whatever life I had before as well. It was all just to have someone do the work she didn't want to." She clenches the hand that isn't holding the plush, her claws making deep grooves in the soil as she does.
"I'm sorry. You don't deserve that. No one does." They place their hand on the back of her clenched claw before offering her a thermos that smells like hot chamomile tea. "This might help calm you down. I know you're mad, but rushing into things will make it worse."
She accepts the thermos, taking a small sip. "Thank you. You're right- I need to go at this slowly. Methodical destruction, like you said."
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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)
Kiko is looking around the Inn, trying to process what's going on.
Isaac is cutting hexagons out of a piece of paper
Kiko watches him work, the numerous eyes that aren't really hers watching as well.
He looks at her "what i'm doing right now is making a paper model. This will help me with sizing when I make the prototype out of metal"
"Interesting. Is this for the... for the energy souce you were making for a client?"
"it is. The feasibility of it is still in question but I can at least make the housing"
"Cool. There's still... so much of this world that I don't understand. My home was a very 'normal' world. It didn't have stuff like demons or dragons or ghosts... well, I guess it does have ghosts, but I learned that a bit too late."
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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)
Kiko is looking around the Inn, trying to process what's going on.
Isaac is cutting hexagons out of a piece of paper
Kiko watches him work, the numerous eyes that aren't really hers watching as well.
He looks at her "what i'm doing right now is making a paper model. This will help me with sizing when I make the prototype out of metal"
"Interesting. Is this for the... for the energy souce you were making for a client?"
"it is. The feasibility of it is still in question but I can at least make the housing"
"Cool. There's still... so much of this world that I don't understand. My home was a very 'normal' world. It didn't have stuff like demons or dragons or ghosts... well, I guess it does have ghosts, but I learned that a bit too late."
"were you taken by a ghost?"
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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
"I'm sorry. You don't deserve that. No one does." They place their hand on the back of her clenched claw before offering her a thermos that smells like hot chamomile tea. "This might help calm you down. I know you're mad, but rushing into things will make it worse."
She accepts the thermos, taking a small sip. "Thank you. You're right- I need to go at this slowly. Methodical destruction, like you said."
"Exactly. The Traitor herself specialized in taking out the support structures of her foes. Caving the ceiling in by breaking the pillars. I suggest sowing discord. Rally powerful foes against her, then attack while she's distracted. It shouldn't be too hard. Elder Evils get a bad rap anyway. If you need me, call, alright? I'm here to help."
"I'm sorry. You don't deserve that. No one does." They place their hand on the back of her clenched claw before offering her a thermos that smells like hot chamomile tea. "This might help calm you down. I know you're mad, but rushing into things will make it worse."
She accepts the thermos, taking a small sip. "Thank you. You're right- I need to go at this slowly. Methodical destruction, like you said."
"Exactly. The Traitor herself specialized in taking out the support structures of her foes. Caving the ceiling in by breaking the pillars. I suggest sowing discord. Rally powerful foes against her, then attack while she's distracted. It shouldn't be too hard. Elder Evils get a bad rap anyway. If you need me, call, alright? I'm here to help."
"Thank you- for all of this, I mean. I actually have a question: Are there any... weaknesses I need to watch out for? I just want to know more about this power if I'm going to use it against her."
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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)
"Yeah, I was. Me and a friend of mine were in the woods one night. I found an old mirror in a cabin, and... well, you can probably deduce what happened from there. After that- the next thing I see is that I'm here... like this."
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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)
"Yeah, I was. Me and a friend of mine were in the woods one night. I found an old mirror in a cabin, and... well, you can probably deduce what happened from there. After that- the next thing I see is that I'm here... like this."
"i'm guessing that friend was Omori"
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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, I was. Me and a friend of mine were in the woods one night. I found an old mirror in a cabin, and... well, you can probably deduce what happened from there. After that- the next thing I see is that I'm here... like this."
"i'm guessing that friend was Omori"
"...Omori? No, I... if I'm remembering right, Omori was... someone else. My friend was... was... huh, I can't recall her name."
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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)
"Exactly. The Traitor herself specialized in taking out the support structures of her foes. Caving the ceiling in by breaking the pillars. I suggest sowing discord. Rally powerful foes against her, then attack while she's distracted. It shouldn't be too hard. Elder Evils get a bad rap anyway. If you need me, call, alright? I'm here to help."
"Thank you- for all of this, I mean. I actually have a question: Are there any... weaknesses I need to watch out for? I just want to know more about this power if I'm going to use it against her."
"You've probably felt the presence of most of them. An aversion to salt and garlic, for example. The main weakness you have is a simple one, though. Most Spectres have something called Spiritual Armor, which gives a sort of protection against direct damage. The First Traitor has none, other than on her claws. She doesn't even have natural regeneration. She can recover from any injury, but it takes time, and you need to pursue your intent frequently enough for you to align more often than not. Be careful. Normally running water would just stop you, but with your state, it would physically harm you. If you get a bad feeling about something, it might be the Traitor trying to communicate. She has no voice, so she has to talk through... vibes, I guess."
He scratches his head. "Be careful with your speed. Your claws may be as strong as adamant, as you've demonstrated, but the rest of your body hasn't been so enhanced."
"Yeah, I was. Me and a friend of mine were in the woods one night. I found an old mirror in a cabin, and... well, you can probably deduce what happened from there. After that- the next thing I see is that I'm here... like this."
"i'm guessing that friend was Omori"
"...Omori? No, I... if I'm remembering right, Omori was... someone else. My friend was... was... huh, I can't recall her name."
"it may come back to you with time"
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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
"Exactly. The Traitor herself specialized in taking out the support structures of her foes. Caving the ceiling in by breaking the pillars. I suggest sowing discord. Rally powerful foes against her, then attack while she's distracted. It shouldn't be too hard. Elder Evils get a bad rap anyway. If you need me, call, alright? I'm here to help."
"Thank you- for all of this, I mean. I actually have a question: Are there any... weaknesses I need to watch out for? I just want to know more about this power if I'm going to use it against her."
"You've probably felt the presence of most of them. An aversion to salt and garlic, for example. The main weakness you have is a simple one, though. Most Spectres have something called Spiritual Armor, which gives a sort of protection against direct damage. The First Traitor has none, other than on her claws. She doesn't even have natural regeneration. She can recover from any injury, but it takes time, and you need to pursue your intent frequently enough for you to align more often than not. Be careful. Normally running water would just stop you, but with your state, it would physically harm you. If you get a bad feeling about something, it might be the Traitor trying to communicate. She has no voice, so she has to talk through... vibes, I guess."
He scratches his head. "Be careful with your speed. Your claws may be as strong as adamant, as you've demonstrated, but the rest of your body hasn't been so enhanced."
"So, I'm fast and strong, but frail? Understood. I just need to be careful... only pick fights I know I can win... yeah, I can do that." She stands up to her full height, readjusting her sunhat before collecting her treasures in her long arms. "One last question: Why did you help me become...well, this? Is this power-granting something you do often?"
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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)
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"Whatcha reading up on?" he says softly
Theren looks on the verge of tears. "And i dont wanna lose you to him!"
He smiles a bit, glancing back at Helena. "Miss Helena...she...she is very dear to me.." he mumbles twisting a ring on his finger
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I'm sorry. You don't deserve that. No one does." They place their hand on the back of her clenched claw before offering her a thermos that smells like hot chamomile tea. "This might help calm you down. I know you're mad, but rushing into things will make it worse."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He chuckles "If I find a place that sells some you'll be the first person I tell." Pretty tipsy himself.
His cheeks turn a light red, either from the cold or her who knows "It's what I do, but that really warms my heart."
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.)
*Anyone else want to roleplay now that I'm back?*
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.)
*fixed*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She accepts the thermos, taking a small sip. "Thank you. You're right- I need to go at this slowly. Methodical destruction, like you said."
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)
"Cool. There's still... so much of this world that I don't understand. My home was a very 'normal' world. It didn't have stuff like demons or dragons or ghosts... well, I guess it does have ghosts, but I learned that a bit too late."
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)
"were you taken by a ghost?"
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
"Exactly. The Traitor herself specialized in taking out the support structures of her foes. Caving the ceiling in by breaking the pillars. I suggest sowing discord. Rally powerful foes against her, then attack while she's distracted. It shouldn't be too hard. Elder Evils get a bad rap anyway. If you need me, call, alright? I'm here to help."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Thank you- for all of this, I mean. I actually have a question: Are there any... weaknesses I need to watch out for? I just want to know more about this power if I'm going to use it against her."
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)
"Yeah, I was. Me and a friend of mine were in the woods one night. I found an old mirror in a cabin, and... well, you can probably deduce what happened from there. After that- the next thing I see is that I'm here... like this."
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 guessing that friend was Omori"
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? No, I... if I'm remembering right, Omori was... someone else. My friend was... was... huh, I can't recall her name."
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)
"You've probably felt the presence of most of them. An aversion to salt and garlic, for example. The main weakness you have is a simple one, though. Most Spectres have something called Spiritual Armor, which gives a sort of protection against direct damage. The First Traitor has none, other than on her claws. She doesn't even have natural regeneration. She can recover from any injury, but it takes time, and you need to pursue your intent frequently enough for you to align more often than not. Be careful. Normally running water would just stop you, but with your state, it would physically harm you. If you get a bad feeling about something, it might be the Traitor trying to communicate. She has no voice, so she has to talk through... vibes, I guess."
He scratches his head. "Be careful with your speed. Your claws may be as strong as adamant, as you've demonstrated, but the rest of your body hasn't been so enhanced."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"it may come back to you with time"
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
*hey baalze, wanna rp*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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.)
*Sure! I'm having a lot of fun with my latest villain so far.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Thirteen is poring over books on the origin of the multiverse.
Mauric is making a necklace out of his old chain mail shirt.
Loriche is still trying to make a shotgun.
Riotan is eating live eels on the porch.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"So, I'm fast and strong, but frail? Understood. I just need to be careful... only pick fights I know I can win... yeah, I can do that." She stands up to her full height, readjusting her sunhat before collecting her treasures in her long arms. "One last question: Why did you help me become...well, this? Is this power-granting something you do often?"
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)