*Resident Evil is cursing me, unfortunately. Its a great game series but everyone simps over the worst characters.*
(I have never played it)
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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
*Resident Evil is cursing me, unfortunately. Its a great game series but everyone simps over the worst characters.*
(I have never played it)
(I don't think I want to now)
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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
*Characters for now I guess if anyone feels up to it*
Theren is sitting at the bar, head on the counter. He is passed out drunk.
Phoenix is outside working out.
Nick is sitting inside enjoying breakfast.
The Knight is still sitting outside the cave, spear through his gut still.
Traitor is also outside, tearing up the scenery in a very literal sense of the term. She repeatedly slashes at a particularly large boulder jutting out from the earth, leaving visible gashes in the stone between short breaks where she catches her breath.
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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
*Characters for now I guess if anyone feels up to it*
Theren is sitting at the bar, head on the counter. He is passed out drunk.
Phoenix is outside working out.
Nick is sitting inside enjoying breakfast.
The Knight is still sitting outside the cave, spear through his gut still.
Traitor is also outside, tearing up the scenery in a very literal sense of the term. She repeatedly slashes at a particularly large boulder jutting out from the earth, leaving visible gashes in the stone between short breaks where she catches her breath.
Phoenix raises an eyebrow, stopping by her. "You alright?"
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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.
The Seer is chilling in a dark cave in the forest, plotting something.
Limping towards the Inn is a humanoid robot, one that is visibly damaged as though it fell from a great height. Its head almost resembles an old camera, its lens-like eye surprisingly emotive as it looks at its surroundings.
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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)
*Characters for now I guess if anyone feels up to it*
Theren is sitting at the bar, head on the counter. He is passed out drunk.
Phoenix is outside working out.
Nick is sitting inside enjoying breakfast.
The Knight is still sitting outside the cave, spear through his gut still.
Traitor is also outside, tearing up the scenery in a very literal sense of the term. She repeatedly slashes at a particularly large boulder jutting out from the earth, leaving visible gashes in the stone between short breaks where she catches her breath.
Phoenix raises an eyebrow, stopping by her. "You alright?"
She turns to face Phoenix, the abyss that is her 'face' gazing back at him. "I'm doing fine. Just training, is all. You?"
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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
*Characters for now I guess if anyone feels up to it*
Theren is sitting at the bar, head on the counter. He is passed out drunk.
Phoenix is outside working out.
Nick is sitting inside enjoying breakfast.
The Knight is still sitting outside the cave, spear through his gut still.
Traitor is also outside, tearing up the scenery in a very literal sense of the term. She repeatedly slashes at a particularly large boulder jutting out from the earth, leaving visible gashes in the stone between short breaks where she catches her breath.
Phoenix raises an eyebrow, stopping by her. "You alright?"
She turns to face Phoenix, the abyss that is her 'face' gazing back at him. "I'm doing fine. Just training, is all. You?"
*Also is it okay if I rp with the Seer as well?*
"eh, well enough. just doing my normal workout routine."
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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.
*Characters for now I guess if anyone feels up to it*
Theren is sitting at the bar, head on the counter. He is passed out drunk.
Phoenix is outside working out.
Nick is sitting inside enjoying breakfast.
The Knight is still sitting outside the cave, spear through his gut still.
Traitor is also outside, tearing up the scenery in a very literal sense of the term. She repeatedly slashes at a particularly large boulder jutting out from the earth, leaving visible gashes in the stone between short breaks where she catches her breath.
Phoenix raises an eyebrow, stopping by her. "You alright?"
She turns to face Phoenix, the abyss that is her 'face' gazing back at him. "I'm doing fine. Just training, is all. You?"
*Also is it okay if I rp with the Seer as well?*
"eh, well enough. just doing my normal workout routine."
*Sure! I already have a prompt near the top of the page to get things started.*
"I see. I don't believe we've met before. What's your name?"
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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)
*Characters for now I guess if anyone feels up to it*
Theren is sitting at the bar, head on the counter. He is passed out drunk.
Phoenix is outside working out.
Nick is sitting inside enjoying breakfast.
The Knight is still sitting outside the cave, spear through his gut still.
Traitor is also outside, tearing up the scenery in a very literal sense of the term. She repeatedly slashes at a particularly large boulder jutting out from the earth, leaving visible gashes in the stone between short breaks where she catches her breath.
Phoenix raises an eyebrow, stopping by her. "You alright?"
She turns to face Phoenix, the abyss that is her 'face' gazing back at him. "I'm doing fine. Just training, is all. You?"
*Also is it okay if I rp with the Seer as well?*
"eh, well enough. just doing my normal workout routine."
*Sure! I already have a prompt near the top of the page to get things started.*
"I see. I don't believe we've met before. What's your name?"
*Okie dokie*
"Names Phoenix. And you ma'am?"
The Seer hears a groan of pain from the mouth of the cave
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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.
*Characters for now I guess if anyone feels up to it*
Theren is sitting at the bar, head on the counter. He is passed out drunk.
Phoenix is outside working out.
Nick is sitting inside enjoying breakfast.
The Knight is still sitting outside the cave, spear through his gut still.
Traitor is also outside, tearing up the scenery in a very literal sense of the term. She repeatedly slashes at a particularly large boulder jutting out from the earth, leaving visible gashes in the stone between short breaks where she catches her breath.
Phoenix raises an eyebrow, stopping by her. "You alright?"
She turns to face Phoenix, the abyss that is her 'face' gazing back at him. "I'm doing fine. Just training, is all. You?"
*Also is it okay if I rp with the Seer as well?*
"eh, well enough. just doing my normal workout routine."
*Sure! I already have a prompt near the top of the page to get things started.*
"I see. I don't believe we've met before. What's your name?"
*Okie dokie*
"Names Phoenix. And you ma'am?"
The Seer hears a groan of pain from the mouth of the cave
"You may call me Traitor. It's nice to make your acquaintance." She tips her sunhat to him.
The Seer, sensing someone is in pain, slithers through the shadows towards the sound's source.
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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)
*Characters for now I guess if anyone feels up to it*
Theren is sitting at the bar, head on the counter. He is passed out drunk.
Phoenix is outside working out.
Nick is sitting inside enjoying breakfast.
The Knight is still sitting outside the cave, spear through his gut still.
Traitor is also outside, tearing up the scenery in a very literal sense of the term. She repeatedly slashes at a particularly large boulder jutting out from the earth, leaving visible gashes in the stone between short breaks where she catches her breath.
Phoenix raises an eyebrow, stopping by her. "You alright?"
She turns to face Phoenix, the abyss that is her 'face' gazing back at him. "I'm doing fine. Just training, is all. You?"
*Also is it okay if I rp with the Seer as well?*
"eh, well enough. just doing my normal workout routine."
*Sure! I already have a prompt near the top of the page to get things started.*
"I see. I don't believe we've met before. What's your name?"
*Okie dokie*
"Names Phoenix. And you ma'am?"
The Seer hears a groan of pain from the mouth of the cave
"You may call me Traitor. It's nice to make your acquaintance." She tips her sunhat to him.
The Seer, sensing someone is in pain, slithers through the shadows towards the sound's source.
"Traitor? Sounds like a callsign." he says with a small smile
They see a knight in plate with a spear through his gut. Resting by his side is a long sword and sheild
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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.
"It's more of an alias, but I could see that working as well. Couldn't exactly use my old name, so I had to improvise." Her glowing 'eyes' hold a smile that the empty void of her face cannot.
The Seer quite literally emerges from the darkness near the wounded knight, approaching in the same manner as a hunter debating whether or not to kill the animal before them.
"It's more of an alias, but I could see that working as well. Couldn't exactly use my old name, so I had to improvise." Her glowing 'eyes' hold a smile that the empty void of her face cannot.
The Seer quite literally emerges from the darkness near the wounded knight, approaching in the same manner as a hunter debating whether or not to kill the animal before them.
"Ah. I understand that." He says, chuckling.
The Knight watches her. "Oh...you...You're no Hollow eh?"
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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.
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*Resident Evil is cursing me, unfortunately. Its a great game series but everyone simps over the worst characters.*
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
(I have never played it)
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
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
*Characters for now I guess if anyone feels up to it*
Theren is sitting at the bar, head on the counter. He is passed out drunk.
Phoenix is outside working out.
Nick is sitting inside enjoying breakfast.
The Knight is still sitting outside the cave, spear through his gut still.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(me neither)
Extended signature
(I don't think I want to now)
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 is also outside, tearing up the scenery in a very literal sense of the term. She repeatedly slashes at a particularly large boulder jutting out from the earth, leaving visible gashes in the stone between short breaks where she catches her breath.
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)
(you want to rp 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
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
Phoenix raises an eyebrow, stopping by her. "You alright?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Characters for if anyone wants to rp*
The Seer is chilling in a dark cave in the forest, plotting something.
Limping towards the Inn is a humanoid robot, one that is visibly damaged as though it fell from a great height. Its head almost resembles an old camera, its lens-like eye surprisingly emotive as it looks at its surroundings.
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 turns to face Phoenix, the abyss that is her 'face' gazing back at him. "I'm doing fine. Just training, is all. You?"
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)
(you want to rp wendi?)
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
*Also is it okay if I rp with the Seer as well?*
"eh, well enough. just doing my normal workout routine."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sure! I already have a prompt near the top of the page to get things started.*
"I see. I don't believe we've met before. What's your name?"
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)
*Okie dokie*
"Names Phoenix. And you ma'am?"
The Seer hears a groan of pain from the mouth of the cave
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"You may call me Traitor. It's nice to make your acquaintance." She tips her sunhat to him.
The Seer, sensing someone is in pain, slithers through the shadows towards the sound's source.
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? Sounds like a callsign." he says with a small smile
They see a knight in plate with a spear through his gut. Resting by his side is a long sword and sheild
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Cut*
"It's more of an alias, but I could see that working as well. Couldn't exactly use my old name, so I had to improvise." Her glowing 'eyes' hold a smile that the empty void of her face cannot.
The Seer quite literally emerges from the darkness near the wounded knight, approaching in the same manner as a hunter debating whether or not to kill the animal before them.
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)
"Ah. I understand that." He says, chuckling.
The Knight watches her. "Oh...you...You're no Hollow eh?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.