“They call you Gloves? Then what’s your actual name?”
"I know better than to toss my name around"
He chuckles “Fair enough, I suppose I wouldn’t do the same. Welcome to the Lord’s town, I think it’s a Nexus.”
"Huh. I don't care"
He shrugs “Okay, be that way, I was going to give you a warning, but you don’t seem to want it.”
"Listen. I've handled more than you know. I've captured humans, fought battles, watched my friends both die, un-die, and make out in that order, and I don't think anything fazes me anymore"
“Oh trust me, this place doesn’t care if something doesn’t faze you. See ya around then Gloves.”
“They call you Gloves? Then what’s your actual name?”
"I know better than to toss my name around"
He chuckles “Fair enough, I suppose I wouldn’t do the same. Welcome to the Lord’s town, I think it’s a Nexus.”
"Huh. I don't care"
He shrugs “Okay, be that way, I was going to give you a warning, but you don’t seem to want it.”
"Listen. I've handled more than you know. I've captured humans, fought battles, watched my friends both die, un-die, and make out in that order, and I don't think anything fazes me anymore"
“Oh trust me, this place doesn’t care if something doesn’t faze you. See ya around then Gloves.”
"Hope I don't"
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
A fairy (human sized but with wings/fey ears) comes down from the sky on a giant hummingbird and ties it up outside. She has a purple motorcycle helmet with black spots and biker leathers. The back of her jacket is embroidered with purple flowers, yet she still looks bad***
Traitor is nearby, sharpening her claws with a whetstone. She looks up at them as they land, the glowing motes of light that are her 'eyes' becoming visible.
Gloves gives them a look but you can't tell which one b/c of the motorcycle helmet
Traitor waves with one of her clawed hands. Her expression is also hard to read, but rather than due to a helmet, it's due to the rather unnerving fact that her face is just a shadowy abyss, lightless save for those two lights, which do nothing to illuminate the dark that surrounds them.
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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)
"We don't have to sit here if you don't want to, Tim."
"Nonono, makes you look strong" She says smiling, using her wings to get up on the roof.
The telekinetic kid with electric powers is at the shooting range, sitting on a crate, his war hammer over his shoulder, in his school uniform, just chillin, his electric yellow eyes sparking.
They shakes their head hastily “It’s fine, I want to remember, it’s scary, but I want to.”
They quickly follow them onto the roof, pawing around before taking a spot to lay next to them in the sunlight.
*oh yeah*
"You know you're supposed to use your powers here, right?" An approaching domino says, carrying a pack.
"Okay, sweetie. Tea?"
When Clem gets comfy, Lilac curls around him, smiling.
He smiles when he sees her, but turns to the targets, clouds begin to gather above “Yeah.. sorry I should start practicing, we’re going to train together right?”
They nod slightly, beaming.
They stay close, their runes warmer than usual, adding to the warmth even farther.
"Lightning? Scary" She says jokingly, Pulling out a small sword. "I planned on it."
"Here, wait one moment, dear." She says, walking back to the kitchen.
"mmmm...." She grumbles sleepily, nuzzling into his neck. "soft..."
He stands up, getting his warhammer onto his shoulder “So are we going to fight? I don’t want to hurt you.” He says, his eyes soft.
They continue to look at the fire, their eyes filling with what seems to be a more violent fire, the magic making them up thrumming.
They hold them tight, “Mmm… warm.” Their eyes are closed, taking the sword of their back for a moment.
"No, we're going to force each other into close calls, increasing our stress levels, so that our magic is forced out." She says, smiling.
"Tim?... Maybe you shouldn't look anymore."
"Clem?....." She says softly, looking into his face gently.
He nods, stepping back into a combat stance “Close calls, got it, I’ll try not to go all out, but sometimes my lightning is too much.” He takes some nails out of his pouch. He chooses to go after her.
They don’t turn from looking at the flames, the joints of their doll like body beginning to glow with the magic.
They open their eyes, looking into Lilac’s, “Lilac… yes?”
“They call you Gloves? Then what’s your actual name?”
"I know better than to toss my name around"
He chuckles “Fair enough, I suppose I wouldn’t do the same. Welcome to the Lord’s town, I think it’s a Nexus.”
"Huh. I don't care"
He shrugs “Okay, be that way, I was going to give you a warning, but you don’t seem to want it.”
"Listen. I've handled more than you know. I've captured humans, fought battles, watched my friends both die, un-die, and make out in that order, and I don't think anything fazes me anymore"
“Oh trust me, this place doesn’t care if something doesn’t faze you. See ya around then Gloves.”
"Hope I don't"
“Be rude then, see ya.” They disappear with a boom of thunder.
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 don't think those would work. That one was specifically designed by me. It would be perfect if it weren't for the cost of building it."
"Ahhh, I see." he says, pulling out a mug of tea. "Well, if you can live with the cost, I don't see why self improvement is a bad thing in this scenario."
"Well, when the cost is the lives of others, it starts to seem a lot less worth it."
"That is a predicament..." he says softly.
"Yeah, no kidding." She chuckles a bit, as though she found what she said ironic.
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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)
*i thought there was gonna be a summoning. You can summon her*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"I don't think those would work. That one was specifically designed by me. It would be perfect if it weren't for the cost of building it."
"Ahhh, I see." he says, pulling out a mug of tea. "Well, if you can live with the cost, I don't see why self improvement is a bad thing in this scenario."
"Well, when the cost is the lives of others, it starts to seem a lot less worth it."
"That is a predicament..." he says softly.
"Yeah, no kidding." She chuckles a bit, as though she found what she said ironic.
"In all my years..." he says softly, stress lines appearing under his eyes. "I cannot pretend to know how to solve this. I apologize."
"It's fine." She chuckles dryly, clearly stressed as well but trying (and failing) to hide it.
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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)
“Oh trust me, this place doesn’t care if something doesn’t faze you. See ya around then Gloves.”
"Hope I don't"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*salem just tall me when it's time for zompeony*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
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)
He nods, stepping back into a combat stance “Close calls, got it, I’ll try not to go all out, but sometimes my lightning is too much.” He takes some nails out of his pouch. He chooses to go after her.
They don’t turn from looking at the flames, the joints of their doll like body beginning to glow with the magic.
They open their eyes, looking into Lilac’s, “Lilac… yes?”
“Be rude then, see ya.” They disappear with a boom of thunder.
(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
"Yeah, no kidding." She chuckles a bit, as though she found what she said ironic.
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 thought there was gonna be a summoning. You can summon her*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*my dragon has the zoomies and its annoying!*
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
*its not you.*
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
"It's fine." She chuckles dryly, clearly stressed as well but trying (and failing) to hide 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)
*what do you mean?*
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