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#83968 Oct 26, 2024
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"Understandable. Sometimes it's nice to get away from all the action and take a moment to unwind a bit." She absently dislodges a shingle from the roof and begins sharpening the claws on her other hand against its surface. Occasionally sparks fly from where the metal scrapes against it.

"you probably shouldn't remove people's shingles," He comments

"Ah, right." She slots the shingle back into place with some difficulty.

"That should be fine" he nods

"Hopefully so." She leans back against the angle of the roof, looking up at the sky. "I'm kinda still getting used to these claws- they're strong, but they can kinda get in the way of doing little things like... like opening doors."

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#83969 Oct 26, 2024
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*TIME TO CAUSE CHAOS-*

Allison stumbles around outside, covering her muffled screams with her hand. The tattoo burns into her neck like a brand. She sobs quietly, black bile smudged around the corner of her mouth. She spits it out on to the ground, stumbling to her daughters grave.

Stroth, not knowing how to feel about Sparrow's profession of love, is pacing around the top of the tavern, thinking. She hasn't been in live for awhile, kinda smothering her emotions to become a better... everything really. She thinks she likes him but love seems like a word so foreign to her own ears.

Sable is walking around the property of the tavern, carving sigils expertly into trees, stones, and the ground. He hums to himself as he does, the Archlich seeming happy almost.

(PM?)

Isaac is in the main room having a drink

He smells the scent of undead filling the room, or perhaps it's something more. Something different than undead but not quite something else.

He tries to find the source of the smell

He sees Sable outside, the smell getting stronger from the ground he is drawing.

"what are you doing?"

"Who are you to ask me this?" He asks

(can you check your pms?)

"why did you get defensive when I asked?"

*Ack- yerp!*

"Because I get tired of everyone always asking what I am doing. They really should keep to themselves."

"you're a lich, I think I am justified to ask questions"

"Unfortunately, you are not." He chuckles

"why not?"

"Because I don't care." He smiles

he sighs "fair enough"

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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
#83970 Oct 26, 2024
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*Wendi, ya wanna continue or shall i make a new interaction? :>*

*Yes please, I am sorry for not responding. I got caught up doing angst.*

Tycho is next to scott, hugging him and mostly preventing work

Jason is sat in the shade of a tree, humming to himself

-free pick-

Scott is grumbling about Tycho, trying to escape the others grip.

Kelipso is messing with Jason's hair, Gordon laying his head on Jason's knee.

Tycho is refusing to let go, partially in his lap to annoy him the most

Jason hums, enjoying this, lightly petting gordon

Scott sighs "Fine fine, what do you want?"

"Ya feeling okay?" He asks.

"Hm?" he looks up

"Much better with you here again," he smiles

"Why are you being in my way when I'm trying to work?" He raises a brow.

Kelipso laughs gently and blushes "I agree."

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𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

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𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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"Understandable. Sometimes it's nice to get away from all the action and take a moment to unwind a bit." She absently dislodges a shingle from the roof and begins sharpening the claws on her other hand against its surface. Occasionally sparks fly from where the metal scrapes against it.

"you probably shouldn't remove people's shingles," He comments

"Ah, right." She slots the shingle back into place with some difficulty.

"That should be fine" he nods

"Hopefully so." She leans back against the angle of the roof, looking up at the sky. "I'm kinda still getting used to these claws- they're strong, but they can kinda get in the way of doing little things like... like opening doors."

"Guessing you lost your... hand?"

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#83972 Oct 26, 2024
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*TIME TO CAUSE CHAOS-*

Allison stumbles around outside, covering her muffled screams with her hand. The tattoo burns into her neck like a brand. She sobs quietly, black bile smudged around the corner of her mouth. She spits it out on to the ground, stumbling to her daughters grave.

Stroth, not knowing how to feel about Sparrow's profession of love, is pacing around the top of the tavern, thinking. She hasn't been in live for awhile, kinda smothering her emotions to become a better... everything really. She thinks she likes him but love seems like a word so foreign to her own ears.

Thirteen is looking for her urgently.

Mauric is up on the roof, taking down old shingles. “Penny for your thoughts?” He asks her.

He can hear quiet sobbing outside in the forest.

She blinks "Here I thought no one would be up here at this time of night..."

He follows the sound to its source, taking out his flail.

“Well, neither did I, but the roof here has a lot of foot traffic and it’s been a windy month.” He says, smiling.

He finds Allison at her daughter's grave, weeping.

"Mn." She folds her arms "What do you want then? Just to hear my woes?"

Thirteen stands at a distance from the scene, not wanting to interfere, trying to discern what’s going on exactly.

“Well I’ve been told I’m a good listener. And when you try and present a problem to another person, you often end up talking your way to the solution.”

He begins to see her choke, the tattoo on the back of her neck hissing and burning her skin like a brand.

"There is this man. We have known each other for awhile now. I enjoy his company and he enjoys mine however, today he has professed his love to me. I don't really have a good grasp on emotions so.. you know."

Thirteen runs up behind her, casting remove curse on her.

“Well… the way one person feels love is always gonna be different from the way everyone else does, but… well, let me ask you something. If he told you that he was in some terrible situation, in part due to his own actions, would you still feel the same way about him as you do now?”

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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
#83973 Oct 26, 2024
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*TIME TO CAUSE CHAOS-*

Allison stumbles around outside, covering her muffled screams with her hand. The tattoo burns into her neck like a brand. She sobs quietly, black bile smudged around the corner of her mouth. She spits it out on to the ground, stumbling to her daughter’s grave.

They see Rowan, the mask on their face, a different air to their very being, some kind of black Ichor dipping from the mask’s eyes, the smell of burning flesh coming from the Ichor, as well as his body itself. He seems completely different, like he’s someone new.

Allison looks over, almost jumping from getting startled like that. "Oh.. Hello Rowan." She covers her mouth.

A near identical black bile drips from his eyes, the eyes pitch black, they tilt their head, speaking but their voice isn’t exactly Rowan’s “You think Rowan is still here? He told you about the voices.”

With a quick flick of her wrist, a rapier is now in hand. She looks a mess, black bile dripping down her chin and burning the ground, sweaty from her body being attacked by the brand on her neck. "Where is he. What have you done with him."

They reach up with a sharp nail, practically a claw, putting it to his temple “He is in here somewhere, and he’s watching. He wants to be free, he doesn’t want me near you.” The claw begins to dig into his flesh, blood dripping from the wound “He thinks that you should never have to see me, but it’s far too late for that.”

Without even thinking, she reaches out, grabbing their wrist and pulling it away from the wound. "Don't do that." She hisses.

They laugh, cold and filled with madness “That is adorable, you really do care about Rowan don’t you?” The wrist begins to twist unnaturally, sharp cracks being heard.

She snarls "I do care for him. I care for him more than I care for anybody else. I care for him more than I care about myself. Don't hurt your host."

An unnatural smile spreads across the mask, leaking more ichor, “Oh, that almost makes me want to break him, just because you care so much, but I won’t.” The wrist fixes itself.

She looks like she is about to say something, to yell at him, but she begins to choke. Black bile pours from her mouth, the ground sizzling with it as it sees into the dirt, destroying everything it touches. She coughs violently, trying to expel it from her system but she can't stop it.

For a moment the eyes change color, and Rowan tears the mask off his face by force, his skin burning a bit and some of it torn off by the Ichor. He moves to her, holding her with sobbing eyes, begins to do his best to try and help her expel the bile, his face bleeding and smelling of burning.

She coughs what seems to be the last of it out, inhaling deeply to try and refill her lungs with air.

He continues to hold her, tears fallin from his face onto her, his voice sincere “I’m so so so so sorry, I can’t believe I let this happen.” He holds her face “Tell me! What’s happening to you?!”

She catches her breath and looks up at him "It's a story... I'm sorry . I'm so sorry."

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𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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His eyes soften, “You care about me more than you care about yourself?” He almost whispers it, it’s so soft.

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They nod, then lean close. "If this moron ends up disappearing, they'll come looking. If they think he's possessed, they'll come find you. Do this right, because I have access to their records, and if they find you, I will be right behind them, and you will wish they were the ones in charge of dealing with you." They stand up and walk off. "Toddle on. Don't let me catch you making mistakes. I'm quite the tyrant." They giggle. The ghouls follow.

Rowan’s body picks up the mask and the lute as they walk away, putting the mask back on. “Oh I am not very afraid of you Charlie, but we will have to see how things go.” They walk away, slowly letting Rowan control his body once more.

*Rowan is definitely going to get Akumatized.*

*What? A reference I actually don’t get, huh, rare.*

*Basically given superpowers and turned into a villain. It comes from Hawk Moth from Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir. It's a bad show, but I took inspiration from it for Charlie's powers.*

*They find people at their low points and give them to opportunity to crawl back out of the hole they're in with no cost. They inevitably go mad with power or something along those lines due to human nature, and Charlie leaves them worse off than before after they take back the powers.*

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#83976 Oct 26, 2024
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*TIME TO CAUSE CHAOS-*

Allison stumbles around outside, covering her muffled screams with her hand. The tattoo burns into her neck like a brand. She sobs quietly, black bile smudged around the corner of her mouth. She spits it out on to the ground, stumbling to her daughters grave.

Stroth, not knowing how to feel about Sparrow's profession of love, is pacing around the top of the tavern, thinking. She hasn't been in live for awhile, kinda smothering her emotions to become a better... everything really. She thinks she likes him but love seems like a word so foreign to her own ears.

Thirteen is looking for her urgently.

Mauric is up on the roof, taking down old shingles. “Penny for your thoughts?” He asks her.

He can hear quiet sobbing outside in the forest.

She blinks "Here I thought no one would be up here at this time of night..."

He follows the sound to its source, taking out his flail.

“Well, neither did I, but the roof here has a lot of foot traffic and it’s been a windy month.” He says, smiling.

He finds Allison at her daughter's grave, weeping.

"Mn." She folds her arms "What do you want then? Just to hear my woes?"

Thirteen stands at a distance from the scene, not wanting to interfere, trying to discern what’s going on exactly.

“Well I’ve been told I’m a good listener. And when you try and present a problem to another person, you often end up talking your way to the solution.”

He begins to see her choke, the tattoo on the back of her neck hissing and burning her skin like a brand.

"There is this man. We have known each other for awhile now. I enjoy his company and he enjoys mine however, today he has professed his love to me. I don't really have a good grasp on emotions so.. you know."

Thirteen runs up behind her, casting remove curse on her.

“Well… the way one person feels love is always gonna be different from the way everyone else does, but… well, let me ask you something. If he told you that he was in some terrible situation, in part due to his own actions, would you still feel the same way about him as you do now?”

The spells doesn't seem to work, repelling it like a shield.

"Yes?" She looks confused "That's love? If so, that sounds.. horrible."

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𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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"Understandable. Sometimes it's nice to get away from all the action and take a moment to unwind a bit." She absently dislodges a shingle from the roof and begins sharpening the claws on her other hand against its surface. Occasionally sparks fly from where the metal scrapes against it.

"you probably shouldn't remove people's shingles," He comments

"Ah, right." She slots the shingle back into place with some difficulty.

"That should be fine" he nods

"Hopefully so." She leans back against the angle of the roof, looking up at the sky. "I'm kinda still getting used to these claws- they're strong, but they can kinda get in the way of doing little things like... like opening doors."

"Guessing you lost your... hand?"

"A bit more than just that. I had eyes once, but I gave 'em all up so I could have the strength to stop powerful entities that are getting a little too comfy with causing chaos and disorder."

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My pronouns are she/her.

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His eyes soften, “You care about me more than you care about yourself?” He almost whispers it, it’s so soft.

".. yes. Yes I do." She says, looking up at him.

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𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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*Wendi, ya wanna continue or shall i make a new interaction? :>*

*Yes please, I am sorry for not responding. I got caught up doing angst.*

Tycho is next to scott, hugging him and mostly preventing work

Jason is sat in the shade of a tree, humming to himself

-free pick-

Scott is grumbling about Tycho, trying to escape the others grip.

Kelipso is messing with Jason's hair, Gordon laying his head on Jason's knee.

Tycho is refusing to let go, partially in his lap to annoy him the most

Jason hums, enjoying this, lightly petting gordon

Scott sighs "Fine fine, what do you want?"

"Ya feeling okay?" He asks.

"Hm?" he looks up

"Much better with you here again," he smiles

"Why are you being in my way when I'm trying to work?" He raises a brow.

Kelipso laughs gently and blushes "I agree."

"Cause your work is boring." He smiles

Jason smiles, nuzzling back into them

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They nod, then lean close. "If this moron ends up disappearing, they'll come looking. If they think he's possessed, they'll come find you. Do this right, because I have access to their records, and if they find you, I will be right behind them, and you will wish they were the ones in charge of dealing with you." They stand up and walk off. "Toddle on. Don't let me catch you making mistakes. I'm quite the tyrant." They giggle. The ghouls follow.

Rowan’s body picks up the mask and the lute as they walk away, putting the mask back on. “Oh I am not very afraid of you Charlie, but we will have to see how things go.” They walk away, slowly letting Rowan control his body once more.

*Rowan is definitely going to get Akumatized.*

*What? A reference I actually don’t get, huh, rare.*

*Basically given superpowers and turned into a villain. It comes from Hawk Moth from Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir. It's a bad show, but I took inspiration from it for Charlie's powers.*

*They find people at their low points and give them to opportunity to crawl back out of the hole they're in with no cost. They inevitably go mad with power or something along those lines due to human nature, and Charlie leaves them worse off than before after they take back the powers.*

*That sounds like something very accurate, also Miraculous is absolutely horrible, but it’s so addictive. Especially the love story with Marionette, it kills me. I had to make myself quit it bro.*

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#83981 Oct 26, 2024
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*I love coming up with wild Spectres to fit our needs. I hope other players want to engage at some point. I'm gonna have to finish up with the "heroes" soon in order to introduce them to forcefully advance the plot.*

"It is, I guess. I'm glad that you're interested in learning about the culture. But even I don't know everything about what goes on down there. We're still learning about all the metaphysics, you know? It's a science and an art. Ever evolving, always phasing rules in and out as people realize that their theories were false... I try to keep up with the curve, but I'm banned from the Afterlife for my numerous failures to catch a certain group of Hunters."

*Ooh, sounds like fun! I look forward to playing Traitor as a sort of anti-hero and Kiko as more of an anti-villain so they can do more shenanigans!*

"Hunters? Hunters of what?"

*I wonder how Seer is going to handle the two.*

"Spectres, mostly. Anything paranormal. What they don't destroy, they enslave."

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*Cut for Wendigo*

His eyes soften, “You care about me more than you care about yourself?” He almost whispers it, it’s so soft.

".. yes. Yes I do." She says, looking up at him.

He wipes some of the remaining bile from her mouth, and then kisses her on the lips for a moment.

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#83983 Oct 26, 2024
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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
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*TIME TO CAUSE CHAOS-*

Allison stumbles around outside, covering her muffled screams with her hand. The tattoo burns into her neck like a brand. She sobs quietly, black bile smudged around the corner of her mouth. She spits it out on to the ground, stumbling to her daughters grave.

Stroth, not knowing how to feel about Sparrow's profession of love, is pacing around the top of the tavern, thinking. She hasn't been in live for awhile, kinda smothering her emotions to become a better... everything really. She thinks she likes him but love seems like a word so foreign to her own ears.

Thirteen is looking for her urgently.

Mauric is up on the roof, taking down old shingles. “Penny for your thoughts?” He asks her.

He can hear quiet sobbing outside in the forest.

She blinks "Here I thought no one would be up here at this time of night..."

He follows the sound to its source, taking out his flail.

“Well, neither did I, but the roof here has a lot of foot traffic and it’s been a windy month.” He says, smiling.

He finds Allison at her daughter's grave, weeping.

"Mn." She folds her arms "What do you want then? Just to hear my woes?"

Thirteen stands at a distance from the scene, not wanting to interfere, trying to discern what’s going on exactly.

“Well I’ve been told I’m a good listener. And when you try and present a problem to another person, you often end up talking your way to the solution.”

He begins to see her choke, the tattoo on the back of her neck hissing and burning her skin like a brand.

"There is this man. We have known each other for awhile now. I enjoy his company and he enjoys mine however, today he has professed his love to me. I don't really have a good grasp on emotions so.. you know."

Thirteen runs up behind her, casting remove curse on her.

“Well… the way one person feels love is always gonna be different from the way everyone else does, but… well, let me ask you something. If he told you that he was in some terrible situation, in part due to his own actions, would you still feel the same way about him as you do now?”

The spells doesn't seem to work, repelling it like a shield.

"Yes?" She looks confused "That's love? If so, that sounds.. horrible."

“Allison!” He shouts. “Allison, can you hear me?” He pulls out his holy symbol of Azuth and presses it agains the brand, seeing if it has any effect.

“No no that’s not what I meant. Jeez, sorry. I guess I was more expecting you to vent or something. I’m… not great with advice.”

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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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*Ive gtg soon, so that’s a good note to end on for me.*

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*Take a nap sweetie*

*U need some rest*

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*Ive gtg soon, so that’s a good note to end on for me.*

*Night, gentleboi!*

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