(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)
*Holy I'm old*
(lmao)
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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.
Mauric stares back at him, tears welling up in his eyes. He can’t muster a single word.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*SON OF A- Jobah, take Tyler, I have to go, I’m so sorry. I won’t be on enough to finish this, it doesn’t matter who takes Tyler, someone just be there where I can’t.*
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."
"I'll try. I've been trying to take care in not losing sight of my goal. You know, "He who fights monsters" and such."
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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)
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.
Mauric stares back at him, tears welling up in his eyes. He can’t muster a single word.
Nick smile is bright as ever as the aura fades slowly. "You look great." he mouths
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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 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."
"I'll try. I've been trying to take care in not losing sight of my goal. You know, "He who fights monsters" and such."
"Don't let revenge and anger consume you. I sense you are a great person..we need good in this world."
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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.
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.
Mauric stares back at him, tears welling up in his eyes. He can’t muster a single word.
Nick smile is bright as ever as the aura fades slowly. "You look great." he mouths
“So do you.” He whispers breathlessly.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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.
Mauric stares back at him, tears welling up in his eyes. He can’t muster a single word.
Nick smile is bright as ever as the aura fades slowly. "You look great." he mouths
“So do you.” He whispers breathlessly.
*Do you want me to officiate with Father Yosef. I can say he was called on by Theren*
Nick smiles, tears welling up a bit
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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.
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.
Mauric stares back at him, tears welling up in his eyes. He can’t muster a single word.
Nick smile is bright as ever as the aura fades slowly. "You look great." he mouths
“So do you.” He whispers breathlessly.
*Do you want me to officiate with Father Yosef. I can say he was called on by Theren*
Nick smiles, tears welling up a bit
*sure*
“I love you so, so much…”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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."
"I'll try. I've been trying to take care in not losing sight of my goal. You know, "He who fights monsters" and such."
"Don't let revenge and anger consume you. I sense you are a great person..we need good in this world."
"We do... but that'd be a lot easier without such an overtly evil monster terrorizing people. I agree- the world needs good- and I'm doing my part by getting rid of evil."
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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
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.
Mauric stares back at him, tears welling up in his eyes. He can’t muster a single word.
Nick smile is bright as ever as the aura fades slowly. "You look great." he mouths
“So do you.” He whispers breathlessly.
*Do you want me to officiate with Father Yosef. I can say he was called on by Theren*
Nick smiles, tears welling up a bit
*sure*
“I love you so, so much…”
"Me too.."
Father Yosef steps up to the podium. His Russian accent is slightly present as he speaks. "Thank you all for attending this beautiful marriage of Nick and Mauric. These two were in love from the moment they met. They have had their differences but have pushed through them. Even when Nick had to leave for months mAuric waited for his return. These two will persevere through anything and everything to be together. With this, do you, Mauric take Nick to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
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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)
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."
"I'll try. I've been trying to take care in not losing sight of my goal. You know, "He who fights monsters" and such."
"Don't let revenge and anger consume you. I sense you are a great person..we need good in this world."
"We do... but that'd be a lot easier without such an overtly evil monster terrorizing people. I agree- the world needs good- and I'm doing my part by getting rid of evil."
"I will help you. I will let you kill her, but please, let me help 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.
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?*
(missed this. sorry)
He looks at the drawing with concern "...what is 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
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.
Mauric stares back at him, tears welling up in his eyes. He can’t muster a single word.
Nick smile is bright as ever as the aura fades slowly. "You look great." he mouths
“So do you.” He whispers breathlessly.
*Do you want me to officiate with Father Yosef. I can say he was called on by Theren*
Nick smiles, tears welling up a bit
*sure*
“I love you so, so much…”
"Me too.."
Father Yosef steps up to the podium. His Russian accent is slightly present as he speaks. "Thank you all for attending this beautiful marriage of Nick and Mauric. These two were in love from the moment they met. They have had their differences but have pushed through them. Even when Nick had to leave for months mAuric waited for his return. These two will persevere through anything and everything to be together. With this, do you, Mauric take Nick to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
“I do.” Mauric whispers, barely able to open his mouth.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Holy I'm old*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(lmao)
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
Mauric stares back at him, tears welling up in his eyes. He can’t muster a single word.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*SON OF A- Jobah, take Tyler, I have to go, I’m so sorry. I won’t be on enough to finish this, it doesn’t matter who takes Tyler, someone just be there where I can’t.*
(lol)
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"I'll try. I've been trying to take care in not losing sight of my goal. You know, "He who fights monsters" and such."
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)
Nick smile is bright as ever as the aura fades slowly. "You look great." he mouths
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Don't let revenge and anger consume you. I sense you are a great person..we need good in this world."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Lawrence if you’re still on can Luciano please officiate*
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 do you.” He whispers breathlessly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Do you want me to officiate with Father Yosef. I can say he was called on by Theren*
Nick smiles, tears welling up a bit
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*sure*
“I love you so, so much…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"We do... but that'd be a lot easier without such an overtly evil monster terrorizing people. I agree- the world needs good- and I'm doing my part by getting rid of evil."
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
"Me too.."
Father Yosef steps up to the podium. His Russian accent is slightly present as he speaks. "Thank you all for attending this beautiful marriage of Nick and Mauric. These two were in love from the moment they met. They have had their differences but have pushed through them. Even when Nick had to leave for months mAuric waited for his return. These two will persevere through anything and everything to be together. With this, do you, Mauric take Nick to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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 will help you. I will let you kill her, but please, let me help you.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(missed this. sorry)
He looks at the drawing with concern "...what is 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
“I do.” Mauric whispers, barely able to open his mouth.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Snippet for KK and Isaac.*
"Plans I have." She states plainly, continuing to add detail to the sketch that arguably has way too much as is.
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)