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
Kaladin is sat out on a bench, looking through a stack of wanted posters from a notice board
Georgie is reading in Oswald's factory
Mary is taking a walk in the forest, taking time to think
As they are wandering, they notice an old warehouse in the woods. It's visibly in disrepair, with rust and ivy creeping across the sheet-metal on the exterior walls- but there seem to be sounds of something going on inside. The tinny static of a radio can be faintly heard with occasional footsteps and mutterings.
The girl tilts her head, walking inside. She hums softly, seeming to have caught a tune through the static of the radio
She walks in through the wide-open doors, and immediately notices the powerful smell of paint. The inside of the warehouse is very open, with all the shelves pushed against the back walls, and has all sorts of partial art projects scattered across its interior- the majority of which being paintings of all varying degrees of completion except for being finished. There are also a small handful of mannequin parts that look like they were previously discarded, lying in a heap on the floor.
Sitting beside an easel and canvas, puzzling over what to do next, appears to be a much more animated mannequin. They wear a long white coat with paint splatters and clay stains all over it, and radio antennae extend upwards from the back of their head that twitch and readjust their position every so often. "Hmm... maybe some grey would look nice with it?" She says aloud, dipping her brush into grey paint before hesitating. "No no no, that wouldn't work at all. Perhaps a nice teal?"
Mary hums in curiosity, coming up behind the mannequin, "Maybe a soft red"
Their canvas is mostly blank, apart from a rough outline of a few hills and a tree. "I hadn't thought of that. Let me see..." She washes off her brush, dipping it into a small blot of red paint and paints the beginnings of a sunset. After a minute, though, she stops, turning around to look at Mary.
"Wait a minute- who are you?"
"Just a wanderer. Atleast that's what I am right now" she sighs, looking at the canvas, "You're a creator"
"Indeed I am! Inspiration can strike at any moment, and it's my calling to bring it to life whenever I can. Which is often. Very often, as a matter of fact..."
"Why thank you! Between this and the radio channel, there's rarely a moment of boredom. Say, what brings you here to my studio?" She continues to paint the sunset across the canvas, adding more red before adding a more orange hue in places.
"Why thank you! Between this and the radio channel, there's rarely a moment of boredom. Say, what brings you here to my studio?" She continues to paint the sunset across the canvas, adding more red before adding a more orange hue in places.
"I am... confused about myself." she says simply, watching her paint
"Why thank you! Between this and the radio channel, there's rarely a moment of boredom. Say, what brings you here to my studio?" She continues to paint the sunset across the canvas, adding more red before adding a more orange hue in places.
"I am... confused about myself." she says simply, watching her paint
"I see... would you like to talk about it? If you're comfortable with doing so, of course." KK starts adding shades of purple and violet.
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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)
"Why thank you! Between this and the radio channel, there's rarely a moment of boredom. Say, what brings you here to my studio?" She continues to paint the sunset across the canvas, adding more red before adding a more orange hue in places.
"I am... confused about myself." she says simply, watching her paint
"I see... would you like to talk about it? If you're comfortable with doing so, of course." KK starts adding shades of purple and violet.
"Why thank you! Between this and the radio channel, there's rarely a moment of boredom. Say, what brings you here to my studio?" She continues to paint the sunset across the canvas, adding more red before adding a more orange hue in places.
"I am... confused about myself." she says simply, watching her paint
"I see... would you like to talk about it? If you're comfortable with doing so, of course." KK starts adding shades of purple and violet.
"If you will not judge, that would be nice"
"Alright- wasn't planning on judging anyway."
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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)
"Why thank you! Between this and the radio channel, there's rarely a moment of boredom. Say, what brings you here to my studio?" She continues to paint the sunset across the canvas, adding more red before adding a more orange hue in places.
"I am... confused about myself." she says simply, watching her paint
"I see... would you like to talk about it? If you're comfortable with doing so, of course." KK starts adding shades of purple and violet.
"If you will not judge, that would be nice"
"Alright- wasn't planning on judging anyway."
she nods, taking a moment to think, "How do... you handle emotions?"
"Why thank you! Between this and the radio channel, there's rarely a moment of boredom. Say, what brings you here to my studio?" She continues to paint the sunset across the canvas, adding more red before adding a more orange hue in places.
"I am... confused about myself." she says simply, watching her paint
"I see... would you like to talk about it? If you're comfortable with doing so, of course." KK starts adding shades of purple and violet.
"If you will not judge, that would be nice"
"Alright- wasn't planning on judging anyway."
she nods, taking a moment to think, "How do... you handle emotions?"
"Well, I've found making art like this as a good way to process emotions- let it travel through my tools and out of my being. Sometimes it's messy, or I end up scrapping the piece, but that's not what's important."
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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)
"Why thank you! Between this and the radio channel, there's rarely a moment of boredom. Say, what brings you here to my studio?" She continues to paint the sunset across the canvas, adding more red before adding a more orange hue in places.
"I am... confused about myself." she says simply, watching her paint
"I see... would you like to talk about it? If you're comfortable with doing so, of course." KK starts adding shades of purple and violet.
"If you will not judge, that would be nice"
"Alright- wasn't planning on judging anyway."
she nods, taking a moment to think, "How do... you handle emotions?"
"Well, I've found making art like this as a good way to process emotions- let it travel through my tools and out of my being. Sometimes it's messy, or I end up scrapping the piece, but that's not what's important."
"i do not understand the feelings i've felt recently, they have never existed within me." she leans against a wall, "It's painful, but... nice? like art depicting something sad"
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
"Why thank you! Between this and the radio channel, there's rarely a moment of boredom. Say, what brings you here to my studio?" She continues to paint the sunset across the canvas, adding more red before adding a more orange hue in places.
"I am... confused about myself." she says simply, watching her paint
"I see... would you like to talk about it? If you're comfortable with doing so, of course." KK starts adding shades of purple and violet.
"If you will not judge, that would be nice"
"Alright- wasn't planning on judging anyway."
she nods, taking a moment to think, "How do... you handle emotions?"
"Well, I've found making art like this as a good way to process emotions- let it travel through my tools and out of my being. Sometimes it's messy, or I end up scrapping the piece, but that's not what's important."
"i do not understand the feelings i've felt recently, they have never existed within me." she leans against a wall, "It's painful, but... nice? like art depicting something sad"
"I can understand that. What are these feelings, if I may ask?" She continues her work, adding a setting sun with shades of orange and yellow and white.
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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
whatever is listening hears this being transmitted by isaac: Requesting connection. Project not feasible.
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?"
"I don't think I know anyone called KK. who are you?"
"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?"
*You up for continuing this Moon?*
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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)
"Why thank you! Between this and the radio channel, there's rarely a moment of boredom. Say, what brings you here to my studio?" She continues to paint the sunset across the canvas, adding more red before adding a more orange hue in places.
"I am... confused about myself." she says simply, watching her paint
"I see... would you like to talk about it? If you're comfortable with doing so, of course." KK starts adding shades of purple and violet.
"If you will not judge, that would be nice"
"Alright- wasn't planning on judging anyway."
she nods, taking a moment to think, "How do... you handle emotions?"
"Well, I've found making art like this as a good way to process emotions- let it travel through my tools and out of my being. Sometimes it's messy, or I end up scrapping the piece, but that's not what's important."
"i do not understand the feelings i've felt recently, they have never existed within me." she leans against a wall, "It's painful, but... nice? like art depicting something sad"
"I can understand that. What are these feelings, if I may ask?" She continues her work, adding a setting sun with shades of orange and yellow and white.
"Most of them. Sadness, hurt, happiness, love."
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Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
*WENDIGO!*
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
*ask not for whom the die rolls*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(hello again)
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
(hi Moon. want to RP?)
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
"Sounds lovely." she nods
*hoi, am mostly returned*
*Snippet for Mary and KK*
"Why thank you! Between this and the radio channel, there's rarely a moment of boredom. Say, what brings you here to my studio?" She continues to paint the sunset across the canvas, adding more red before adding a more orange hue in places.
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 am... confused about myself." she says simply, watching her paint
"I see... would you like to talk about it? If you're comfortable with doing so, of course." KK starts adding shades of purple and violet.
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)
"If you will not judge, that would be nice"
"Alright- wasn't planning on judging anyway."
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)
she nods, taking a moment to think, "How do... you handle emotions?"
"Well, I've found making art like this as a good way to process emotions- let it travel through my tools and out of my being. Sometimes it's messy, or I end up scrapping the piece, but that's not what's important."
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 do not understand the feelings i've felt recently, they have never existed within me." she leans against a wall, "It's painful, but... nice? like art depicting something sad"
(back)
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 can understand that. What are these feelings, if I may ask?" She continues her work, adding a setting sun with shades of orange and yellow and white.
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)
(anyone want to rp)
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
*You up for continuing this Moon?*
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)
"Most of them. Sadness, hurt, happiness, love."