*Since everyone wants jester, I shall throw myself into the sun. Have a good day gentleman.*
*[yanks back] nuh uh. you stay here*
*Firstly, yeah you stay here, secondly what happened while I was gone? Why am I needed?*
*Wedding mate*
*Oh yeah, that. Yall want me to type out the start? Ima be honest, I don’t know what needs to be said like that fr, being a 15 year old lonely high schooler with nothing to do other than hang out with people he doesn’t know the real names of.*
Traitor looks up at Tarnished, a quiet anger building up within her. "You stopped me from killing her. You bought her enough time for her to slip away..."
"I truly am sorry Madam Traitor.." he says soothingly. "I will kill her. But you have to do it in a more peaceful way than an all out brawl."
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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.
*Sorry not rn. Im keeping my attention between two things right now*
(I understand that)
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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
Traitor looks up at Tarnished, a quiet anger building up within her. "You stopped me from killing her. You bought her enough time for her to slip away..."
"I truly am sorry Madam Traitor.." he says soothingly. "I will kill her. But you have to do it in a more peaceful way than an all out brawl."
"While I appreciate the sentiment, I will be the one to kill her. She ruined my entire life, and is threatening to ruin this one- and I want revenge." She states rather matter-of-factly, clenching one of her clawed hands into a fist.
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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
Traitor looks up at Tarnished, a quiet anger building up within her. "You stopped me from killing her. You bought her enough time for her to slip away..."
"I truly am sorry Madam Traitor.." he says soothingly. "I will kill her. But you have to do it in a more peaceful way than an all out brawl."
"While I appreciate the sentiment, I will be the one to kill her. She ruined my entire life, and is threatening to ruin this one- and I want revenge." She states rather matter-of-factly, clenching one of her clawed hands into a fist.
He gently takes her clawed hands in his. "Revenge is a scary thing. Be careful with it. It can overwhelm you."
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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.
As the speech throughout the room silences, Tyler opens his book, adjusting his glasses slightly as it begins to glow golden light in front of him. He takes a deep breath, beginning to speak “Hello everyone. We gather here today for the binding of two beautiful souls, two people, who have made themselves a home in this town, loving and caring. In the hopes that they shall be kept, we have all taken the time from our lives to attend.” He continues, just taking a little bit more time for anyone who may be arriving slightly late.
(How many of you guys are still in highschool/college?)
*Currently in my senior year*
(I'm a sophomore)
*Sophomore too.*
(i'm a junior)
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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
As the speech throughout the room silences, Tyler opens his book, adjusting his glasses slightly as it begins to glow golden light in front of him. He takes a deep breath, beginning to speak “Hello everyone. We gather here today for the binding of two beautiful souls, two people, who have made themselves a home in this town, loving and caring. In the hopes that they shall be kept, we have all taken the time from our lives to attend.” He continues, just taking a little bit more time for anyone who may be arriving slightly late.
Nick starts to slowly walk down the aisle. He is dressed in a golden suit with a black bowtie and a blue undershirt. When he sees Maruic a golden aura flares up around him. He walks up to the altar and stands across from him, smiling brightly.
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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.
Traitor is skulking about the fields around the Inn, causing random destruction to inanimate objects in her vicinity.
KK is sketching something inside the Inn, faintly playing music as she does.
Isaac comes over and looks at the drawing
*sorry for the delay*
The drawing seems to depict a rather... unnatural thing. It appears to be of a large, prism-shaped something made of what looks to be metal and flesh and other things. It looks somewhat horrific, and yet there are measurements and different angles of that abominable shape as though the drawing were a blueprint- but surely she wouldn't try to make something so monstrous... right?
KK notices him, and turns to face him. "Sup?"
*Sure! You up for continuing 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)
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*Sorry not rn. Im keeping my attention between two things right now*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Nah.*
(I honestly don't read the roleplay that closely and just skim through it)
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*Thanks for that dude, I’ll do my best.*
"I truly am sorry Madam Traitor.." he says soothingly. "I will kill her. But you have to do it in a more peaceful way than an all out brawl."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(I understand that)
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
*Course. I'll probably just have Theren telepathically assist Tyler lol*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(How many of you guys are still in highschool/college?)
Extended signature
"While I appreciate the sentiment, I will be the one to kill her. She ruined my entire life, and is threatening to ruin this one- and I want revenge." She states rather matter-of-factly, clenching one of her clawed hands into a fist.
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)
*Currently in my senior year*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(you open Yvonne?)
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
He gently takes her clawed hands in his. "Revenge is a scary thing. Be careful with it. It can overwhelm you."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(I'm a sophomore)
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As the speech throughout the room silences, Tyler opens his book, adjusting his glasses slightly as it begins to glow golden light in front of him. He takes a deep breath, beginning to speak “Hello everyone. We gather here today for the binding of two beautiful souls, two people, who have made themselves a home in this town, loving and caring. In the hopes that they shall be kept, we have all taken the time from our lives to attend.” He continues, just taking a little bit more time for anyone who may be arriving slightly late.
*Sophomore too.*
*Alright peeps let’s get this wedding on*
The pianist begins playing, which is Nick’s cue. Mauric surveys the crowd excitedly, watching for his beloved.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Not Theren being the ultimate bro in Tyler’s time of need. I feel Tyler would know what to say, I just wouldn’t.*
(i'm a junior)
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
Nick starts to slowly walk down the aisle. He is dressed in a golden suit with a black bowtie and a blue undershirt. When he sees Maruic a golden aura flares up around him. He walks up to the altar and stands across from him, smiling brightly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sure! You up for continuing 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)