*Would anyone be interested in roleplaying for a bit?*
*I is!*
*Noice, I is assuming you would like da boi?*
*da boi, and two of your picks :3*
Alix is sitting on the roof of the tavern, watching the moon..
Iris is smoking, giggling to herself as she watches some ants carry away a pretzel.
Brother and Sister are currently pickpocketing some people.
Reese staggers up to the roof, laying across Alix's lap and huffing.
Zephyr is sat next to her, snickering as well
If they steal from Jax, they find a small bomb. it beeps loudly.
Alix raises a brow, tilting his head "You okay honey?"
"They are soooo weird dude, like they don't even know they live just a couple of days."
As the bomb beeps, it suddenly goes quiet, seeming not to blow up.
"No.." she grabs his paw, running a finger over his pads.
He wheezes, laughing harder, taking another drag.
"Naughty children." he says, turning around.
"What happened?" He gently licks her forehead.
"Ants are so cooool. They got these like underground network's and are so good at communicating.. ' she rambles on about ants.
"More like hungry." The boy who looks to be about nineteen shrugs. He brushes his shaggy black hair from his eyes. The girl, who looks about the same age with long black hair, stands behind him.
"I think I broke my foot..."
"What if... we... were ants?...."
"Well, stealings no way to go about feeding yerselves." he says, crossing his arms.
He immediately feels over her feet, trying to feel for broken bones.
"DUDE! I don't wanna be an ant! They live in the dirt!" She sticks out her tongue.
"Yes it is. Aged out of the home so this is all we got."
Nothing.Just a sprain, and an overreacting pup.
He nods, trying to offer the ants his blunt
"How about this... you guys run my pelt and hide cart, i'll cut you some of the profits."
He chuckles "Just a bit sprained honey. Nothing bad!" He pulls out his bandages and begins to wrap her foot.
The ants just crawl around it and Iris finds this absolutely hilarious.
"They idolized me. Couldn't understand that my failures were just that. They thought that I deliberately sacrificed all those lives, that I wanted to kill the monsters for some sort of glory or something. There's no glory in killing. None."
"I see..." She is silent for a while. "Has there been any effort made to stop them from continuing like this? Or are they too far gone to listen to reason?"
"I'm the only one making an effort, it seems. And I just got out of prison after being locked up for over 100 years, so I haven't made much progress."
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
*Would anyone be interested in roleplaying for a bit?*
*I is!*
*Noice, I is assuming you would like da boi?*
*da boi, and two of your picks :3*
Alix is sitting on the roof of the tavern, watching the moon..
Iris is smoking, giggling to herself as she watches some ants carry away a pretzel.
Brother and Sister are currently pickpocketing some people.
Reese staggers up to the roof, laying across Alix's lap and huffing.
Zephyr is sat next to her, snickering as well
If they steal from Jax, they find a small bomb. it beeps loudly.
Alix raises a brow, tilting his head "You okay honey?"
"They are soooo weird dude, like they don't even know they live just a couple of days."
As the bomb beeps, it suddenly goes quiet, seeming not to blow up.
"No.." she grabs his paw, running a finger over his pads.
He wheezes, laughing harder, taking another drag.
"Naughty children." he says, turning around.
"What happened?" He gently licks her forehead.
"Ants are so cooool. They got these like underground network's and are so good at communicating.. ' she rambles on about ants.
"More like hungry." The boy who looks to be about nineteen shrugs. He brushes his shaggy black hair from his eyes. The girl, who looks about the same age with long black hair, stands behind him.
"I think I broke my foot..."
"What if... we... were ants?...."
"Well, stealings no way to go about feeding yerselves." he says, crossing his arms.
He immediately feels over her feet, trying to feel for broken bones.
"DUDE! I don't wanna be an ant! They live in the dirt!" She sticks out her tongue.
"Yes it is. Aged out of the home so this is all we got."
Nothing.Just a sprain, and an overreacting pup.
He nods, trying to offer the ants his blunt
"How about this... you guys run my pelt and hide cart, i'll cut you some of the profits."
He chuckles "Just a bit sprained honey. Nothing bad!" He pulls out his bandages and begins to wrap her foot.
The ants just crawl around it and Iris finds this absolutely hilarious.
".. nah man." He chuckles and his sister grins.
"It hurts though.." she says with a whine, still tracing over his paw pads. Her breathing is restricted by her bruised ribs.
"Dude.... lets give em a pot brownie..."
"Then suffer for all I care. Good day." He says, beginning to walk away
He nuzzles her "You have to stop to getting hurt. I don't like to see you hurting like that.." he said
She gasps and nods, digging around in her bag for one. She sets it next to the ants, giggling. The ants begin to crawl over it, eating bits and pieces.
They pickpocket him again and again, all bombs seeming to deactivate in their touch.
"What's so special about me? Is it that I had the nerve to stand up to you or some crap like that?"
"No." He chuckles humorlessly "No, not that. It's because I actually enjoyed our time together."
Felix raises his eyebrows. "Huh. I thought you were just using me like everyone else. After all, you did drop me as soon as I was no longer useful."
He bruises his face in his hands "Felix.. I swear to you this... Whatever you have assumed this entire time it is false. Not once did I ever want to get rid of you."
"They idolized me. Couldn't understand that my failures were just that. They thought that I deliberately sacrificed all those lives, that I wanted to kill the monsters for some sort of glory or something. There's no glory in killing. None."
"I see..." She is silent for a while. "Has there been any effort made to stop them from continuing like this? Or are they too far gone to listen to reason?"
"I'm the only one making an effort, it seems. And I just got out of prison after being locked up for over 100 years, so I haven't made much progress."
"Ah... so it seems we've some work to do. Would you like to come inside? It might be hard to share ideas if I'm running between my notes and the window."
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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)
He nuzzles her "You have to stop to getting hurt. I don't like to see you hurting like that.." he said
She gasps and nods, digging around in her bag for one. She sets it next to the ants, giggling. The ants begin to crawl over it, eating bits and pieces.
They pickpocket him again and again, all bombs seeming to deactivate in their touch.
"Okay... I'll stop hunting bounties for a bit, until I get stronger." She pulls herself into his lap, hugging him.
He Snickers as he watches them crawl on it. "They have no idea..."
He turns around, growling. Teeth bared, he pokes the male in the chest. "Leave me alone, kid."
He kisses her and smiles "Thank you, truly."
"I know man, they are in for a trippppp."
"Nah man, we got to eat." He grins
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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
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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
*For other character interactions*
Traitor is heading into the woods, a determined look on their lack-of-face.
The Seer is continuing to spread corruption throughout the woods.
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)
"That's a damn shame. From what I know, when you're being blackmailed, they don't stop once you fulfill your end of the deal."
"More of just a hater, but close."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He chuckles "Just a bit sprained honey. Nothing bad!" He pulls out his bandages and begins to wrap her foot.
The ants just crawl around it and Iris finds this absolutely hilarious.
".. nah man." He chuckles and his sister grins.
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
"What's so special about me? Is it that I had the nerve to stand up to you or some crap like that?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"No." He chuckles humorlessly "No, not that. It's because I actually enjoyed our time together."
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'm the only one making an effort, it seems. And I just got out of prison after being locked up for over 100 years, so I haven't made much progress."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(who you got)
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
Felix raises his eyebrows. "Huh. I thought you were just using me like everyone else. After all, you did drop me as soon as I was no longer useful."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He nuzzles her "You have to stop to getting hurt. I don't like to see you hurting like that.." he said
She gasps and nods, digging around in her bag for one. She sets it next to the ants, giggling. The ants begin to crawl over it, eating bits and pieces.
They pickpocket him again and again, all bombs seeming to deactivate in their touch.
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
*You want Xan again?*
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
*Sure, who you want?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He bruises his face in his hands "Felix.. I swear to you this... Whatever you have assumed this entire time it is false. Not once did I ever want to get rid of you."
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
"Ah... so it seems we've some work to do. Would you like to come inside? It might be hard to share ideas if I'm running between my notes and the window."
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 kisses her and smiles "Thank you, truly."
"I know man, they are in for a trippppp."
"Nah man, we got to eat." He grins
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