Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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(I figured lol)
Isaac begins pressing the button
(can they understand morse?)
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
*Probably, if he's using the radio for 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)
*Hmmm... hope no one dies horribly in the process... Also, I wanna run two Spectres past you. I'm not sure what their powers should be yet, but I wanted them to have suitably tragic backstories.*
*Unmanageable Mary Byron was a housewife in the 1950s. She always wanted a big family, but she despised her abusive husband to the point that she didn't think he deserved the "wonder" of having a "living, breathing thing to love." During a moment of "female hysteria," she killed him and went on a vandalism spree with his signed baseball bat. She was caught by the police, sent to the Asylum, and had a curse placed on her to lobotomize the freedom out of her. She died of malnutrition when the orderlies forgot to feed her. She wasn't found for over a month, despite the other patients constantly complaining about the smell and the agitated Spectre begging for their food. To this day, she remains in public service, permanently indentured and sealed into the young Ricky Zalistar's mechanical right arm for her crimes.*
*Azul Kasparov, The Man in the Turk, was a grandmaster chess player and legendary prankster. He was a genius, and found harmless jokes to be a fun way to let out his creative energy. he never used the same opening twice, and was just as skilled as he was unpredictable. One day, after beating an inventor at chess, said inventor showed him his machine: the Turk, a Cursed machine that required someone inside to operate it, and he said it would be really funny if it beat a bunch of grandmasters and everyone thought it was just a super powerful AI. The Inventor always locked the machine so no one could pry it open and find that his "invention" was a fraud. To the inventor, this was no joke. It was his life's work. At one point, when Azul said he wanted to deliver the "punchline" after the show, the Inventor started a fire in the building and left Azul to die inside, only to return later to destroy the body. The Spectre was bound to the machine, the left arm of which now attached to Ricky Zalistar's left shoulder, with The Man in the Turk still trapped inside.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*what's good lads. I got a two new head scarves.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(hey wendigo)
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
*Awesome! From what little I've seen of you, they look pretty good on you.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Sorry, I meant to write Azula, but autocorrect did its thing.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*One has tarot cards on it, the other has skulls! I like them a lot cuz my hair is always unruly somehow.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
whatever is listening hears this being transmitted by isaac: Requesting connection. Project not feasible.
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
*Ooh, those are both suitably spooky! I'd say that Mary's power could be something like being able to sense and target the weaker points of an enemy's defenses, and Azula's power I could see as providing tactical insight and brief glimpses of the immediate future to 'stay two moves ahead of your opponent'. These are just initial ideas, though, so they aren't super refined.*
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 love the concept of tarot cards, but I really don't want to do any divination or spirit stuff IRL. As a Christian, I am strongly against those things, which sucks because occult stuff has an air of spooky mystery around it that I love.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(Those sound like fun)
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 need a nap now :p. Buts its only 6 pm.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(perfect time for a nap)
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
The radio turns back to pure static noise for a few seconds, and then all the static clears- very faint music can be heard from its tinny speaker, just enough to provide a sense of ambience.
"Hello, Isaac! KK here! It's not our caller segment just yet, but since we're on commercial break right now, we have a minute to chat one-on-one. What's up?"
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 don't think I know anyone called KK. who are you?"
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
"Ah, right, that whole not being recognized thing. Let's just say that my 'channel name' is... eh, it's about halfway to the name I had before. A certain little birdie visited me a few times. Ring any bells?"
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 spent a bit of time refining these in my head, and they both have merit. I'm thinking they may both be Leader-Type Spectres, meaning they rally weaker spirits around them.*
*My concept for Mary: Mary is a Ghoul, meaning she has a physical form when unleashed and has great physical abilities, such as regeneration. Besides summoning her baseball bat, Mary has a similar power to Charlie, but much weaker. She can basically eat and "reincarnate" Spectres around her, animating objects and distorting them, Beetlejuice-style. Her curse is that she has to lead from the front, which doesn't seem like that bad of a weakness until you realize that she was treated like a monster because of unleashing her violent tendencies. Thanks to this curse, she has to do those violent acts yet again just to use her Stigmorta. She resembles an emaciated, disheveled woman with a 1950s haircut. She dresses up frequently.*
*My concept for Azula (autocorrect kept removing the "A" at the end and I didn't notice): Azula is a Poltergeist, meaning he has no physical form but can still manipulate objects. His main power, from a combat standpoint, is pyrokinesis. He can't create fire, but he can control it. In addition, he can see through flames, and even see the future through them, allowing him to predict his opponents and attack weak points. His curse is that his perception of the world is pitch black, and can only be lit by flirelight. He resembles a flaming mechanical man made of pistons, wires, and brass. Any "suit" has been burned off, leaving him nothing but the withered skeleton of the Turk.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*wehh*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*diiiiiiice mwheheheh*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘