"Ah, I see. I don't believe I've tried that yet." She produces a notepad from her coat pocket and jots something down.
"I happen to know a good deal about that sort of thing, I made this one body actually."
"You do? Could... could you help me with making my own? Of course, it's perfectly understandable if you don't."
"Of course!!!" She giggles madly "I do love a good experiment and flipping off any gods who watch!"
KK laughs a bit as well, giddy at the prospect. "Wonderful! Now, what's our first step?"
"Well first, what sort of features are you looking for? Tall, thin, short, chubby, brown hair, blonde hair, etcetera and such."
"Tall... Maybe brown hair? Not quite sure.. green eyes... four- no, six... yeah, four arms..." She writes what she says in a sort of bullet-note list. "Ideally, I'd want to stay connected to radio signals, but I'm not sure how feasible that is."
Stroth listened intently, listing each idea "I could try and get a implant in the brain section to connect you to them."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He nods "The general will be please.." he bows "Thank you for your work."
"I know I know." She laughs.
He nods, heading to work on a tie-fighter. A trooper with an orange shoulder pad runs up to them. "Commander. I have news from the latest Tie-Fighter patrol."
He starts to carefully push everything into a corner
"Mn?" He turns to them, tilting his head.
"You need help?' she asked.
"Rebel transport ships have been spotted in the woods 2 miles north."
"N-no. Don't want ya cutting yourself on accident."
He bristles "Have you told the general yet?"
She sighs and helps anyways.
"No Sir. The General is up in the Destroyer."
Lore can tell this was Theren's favorite guitar due to the engraved roses.
"Okay.. okay. Good. Don't report this to him yet.. if you could please." He asks quietly.
She smiles and traves her fingers over the roses.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He is unable to get a good idea of where Samaritan is as he is moving to fast to be seen. He chuckles "Try and hit me at least."
"I want to punt him into the sun.' she huffs "I suppose but anyone who hurts him makes me want to claw out their organs."
She watches, enraptured. At the end she claps, cheering.
*So he can still see Sam, if so* He chuckles with him, standing straight, his blue eyes shining bright as he looks at Sam. Make me a Wis save if you would, DC 19.
She sits down next to them, offering them what remains off the hand "You really do love em don't ya? You should know the guy who shot through his chest ain't dead."
He looks to the lute, to his own hands, and beams with joy "Thank you,"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
He is unable to get a good idea of where Samaritan is as he is moving to fast to be seen. He chuckles "Try and hit me at least."
"I want to punt him into the sun.' she huffs "I suppose but anyone who hurts him makes me want to claw out their organs."
She watches, enraptured. At the end she claps, cheering.
*So he can still see Sam, if so* He chuckles with him, standing straight, his blue eyes shining bright as he looks at Sam. Make me a Wis save if you would, DC 19.
She sits down next to them, offering them what remains off the hand "You really do love em don't ya? You should know the guy who shot through his chest ain't dead."
He looks to the lute, to his own hands, and beams with joy "Thank you,"
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They shake their head to the hand offer "Trying to quit but yes, I really do. I don't think I've felt this intensely before.." and she grins "I'll kill the (GP)"
She nods "You have skill, never forget that okay?'
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He nods "The general will be please.." he bows "Thank you for your work."
"I know I know." She laughs.
He nods, heading to work on a tie-fighter. A trooper with an orange shoulder pad runs up to them. "Commander. I have news from the latest Tie-Fighter patrol."
He starts to carefully push everything into a corner
"Mn?" He turns to them, tilting his head.
"You need help?' she asked.
"Rebel transport ships have been spotted in the woods 2 miles north."
"N-no. Don't want ya cutting yourself on accident."
He bristles "Have you told the general yet?"
She sighs and helps anyways.
"No Sir. The General is up in the Destroyer."
Lore can tell this was Theren's favorite guitar due to the engraved roses.
"Okay.. okay. Good. Don't report this to him yet.. if you could please." He asks quietly.
She smiles and traves her fingers over the roses.
He nods. "Understood. What would you like us to do? Send a battalion to wipe them out?"
Theren looks at the broken guitar and silently casts mending.
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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.
"Ah, I see. I don't believe I've tried that yet." She produces a notepad from her coat pocket and jots something down.
"I happen to know a good deal about that sort of thing, I made this one body actually."
"You do? Could... could you help me with making my own? Of course, it's perfectly understandable if you don't."
"Of course!!!" She giggles madly "I do love a good experiment and flipping off any gods who watch!"
KK laughs a bit as well, giddy at the prospect. "Wonderful! Now, what's our first step?"
"Well first, what sort of features are you looking for? Tall, thin, short, chubby, brown hair, blonde hair, etcetera and such."
"Tall... Maybe brown hair? Not quite sure.. green eyes... four- no, six... yeah, four arms..." She writes what she says in a sort of bullet-note list. "Ideally, I'd want to stay connected to radio signals, but I'm not sure how feasible that is."
Stroth listened intently, listing each idea "I could try and get a implant in the brain section to connect you to them."
"Oh, that would work perfectly!" She quickly writes it down on her notepad. "Hmm, what else...?" She clicks her pen a few times, thinking.
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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 nods "The general will be please.." he bows "Thank you for your work."
"I know I know." She laughs.
He nods, heading to work on a tie-fighter. A trooper with an orange shoulder pad runs up to them. "Commander. I have news from the latest Tie-Fighter patrol."
He starts to carefully push everything into a corner
"Mn?" He turns to them, tilting his head.
"You need help?' she asked.
"Rebel transport ships have been spotted in the woods 2 miles north."
"N-no. Don't want ya cutting yourself on accident."
He bristles "Have you told the general yet?"
She sighs and helps anyways.
"No Sir. The General is up in the Destroyer."
Lore can tell this was Theren's favorite guitar due to the engraved roses.
"Okay.. okay. Good. Don't report this to him yet.. if you could please." He asks quietly.
She smiles and traves her fingers over the roses.
He nods. "Understood. What would you like us to do? Send a battalion to wipe them out?"
Theren looks at the broken guitar and silently casts mending.
"No.. I'll find them myself." He nods "Thank you."
She hands it to him and smiles "This is beautiful.."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Ah, I see. I don't believe I've tried that yet." She produces a notepad from her coat pocket and jots something down.
"I happen to know a good deal about that sort of thing, I made this one body actually."
"You do? Could... could you help me with making my own? Of course, it's perfectly understandable if you don't."
"Of course!!!" She giggles madly "I do love a good experiment and flipping off any gods who watch!"
KK laughs a bit as well, giddy at the prospect. "Wonderful! Now, what's our first step?"
"Well first, what sort of features are you looking for? Tall, thin, short, chubby, brown hair, blonde hair, etcetera and such."
"Tall... Maybe brown hair? Not quite sure.. green eyes... four- no, six... yeah, four arms..." She writes what she says in a sort of bullet-note list. "Ideally, I'd want to stay connected to radio signals, but I'm not sure how feasible that is."
Stroth listened intently, listing each idea "I could try and get a implant in the brain section to connect you to them."
"Oh, that would work perfectly!" She quickly writes it down on her notepad. "Hmm, what else...?" She clicks her pen a few times, thinking.
"Write up a list of everything you could ever want and let me do the rest." She grins
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He is unable to get a good idea of where Samaritan is as he is moving to fast to be seen. He chuckles "Try and hit me at least."
"I want to punt him into the sun.' she huffs "I suppose but anyone who hurts him makes me want to claw out their organs."
She watches, enraptured. At the end she claps, cheering.
*So he can still see Sam, if so* He chuckles with him, standing straight, his blue eyes shining bright as he looks at Sam. Make me a Wis save if you would, DC 19.
She sits down next to them, offering them what remains off the hand "You really do love em don't ya? You should know the guy who shot through his chest ain't dead."
He looks to the lute, to his own hands, and beams with joy "Thank you,"
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They shake their head to the hand offer "Trying to quit but yes, I really do. I don't think I've felt this intensely before.." and she grins "I'll kill the (GP)"
She nods "You have skill, never forget that okay?'
He feels the heavy urge to stop moving, but he's able to shake it off quickly enough. Shen sighs "Man, I thought that would work."
She takes the hand back, finishing it back "He's an old member o the crew, probably hidin' in the forest right 'bout now. If you really do love Sparrow, you deserve 'em."
He slowly nods "I... okay. I wouldn't be here without you though, my inspiration."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
KK continues pondering and writing down details for a while, gradually narrowing down details to be more and more specific, until after about a half-hour of nonstop writing and revising and removing details. "...And that's all I can think of! Oh, this is going to be glorious!" She gives the list to Stroth, and at the bottom corner of the page, there is a little conceptual sketch of what the body would look like.
It looks utterly terrifying. KK seems ecstatic.
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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 is unable to get a good idea of where Samaritan is as he is moving to fast to be seen. He chuckles "Try and hit me at least."
"I want to punt him into the sun.' she huffs "I suppose but anyone who hurts him makes me want to claw out their organs."
She watches, enraptured. At the end she claps, cheering.
*So he can still see Sam, if so* He chuckles with him, standing straight, his blue eyes shining bright as he looks at Sam. Make me a Wis save if you would, DC 19.
She sits down next to them, offering them what remains off the hand "You really do love em don't ya? You should know the guy who shot through his chest ain't dead."
He looks to the lute, to his own hands, and beams with joy "Thank you,"
23
They shake their head to the hand offer "Trying to quit but yes, I really do. I don't think I've felt this intensely before.." and she grins "I'll kill the (GP)"
She nods "You have skill, never forget that okay?'
He feels the heavy urge to stop moving, but he's able to shake it off quickly enough. Shen sighs "Man, I thought that would work."
She takes the hand back, finishing it back "He's an old member o the crew, probably hidin' in the forest right 'bout now. If you really do love Sparrow, you deserve 'em."
He slowly nods "I... okay. I wouldn't be here without you though, my inspiration."
He laughs a bit "Try a bit harder okay? Focus, feel the movement where the air stops when I land." He offers.
She nods and stands up, the spellbook disappearing into smoke "Oh I will."
She smiles and kisses his forehead "You're my stars, moon, and sun."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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Stroth listened intently, listing each idea "I could try and get a implant in the brain section to connect you to them."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Okay.. okay. Good. Don't report this to him yet.. if you could please." He asks quietly.
She smiles and traves her fingers over the roses.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*So he can still see Sam, if so* He chuckles with him, standing straight, his blue eyes shining bright as he looks at Sam. Make me a Wis save if you would, DC 19.
She sits down next to them, offering them what remains off the hand "You really do love em don't ya? You should know the guy who shot through his chest ain't dead."
He looks to the lute, to his own hands, and beams with joy "Thank you,"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
“Dogwoods look nice and they add a lot to the atmosphere.” Riotan walks over. “So did you try out my gift?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I'm fine..."
Once she is within 50 feet of the outskirts she is stopped by an armed guard.
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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They shake their head to the hand offer "Trying to quit but yes, I really do. I don't think I've felt this intensely before.." and she grins "I'll kill the (GP)"
She nods "You have skill, never forget that okay?'
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He nods. "Understood. What would you like us to do? Send a battalion to wipe them out?"
Theren looks at the broken guitar and silently casts mending.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"No.. just kinda.. kept in my pocket.' she pulls it out
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Oh, that would work perfectly!" She quickly writes it down on her notepad. "Hmm, what else...?" She clicks her pen a few times, thinking.
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)
"No.. I'll find them myself." He nods "Thank you."
She hands it to him and smiles "This is beautiful.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Write up a list of everything you could ever want and let me do the rest." She grins
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Good to hear it.”
Loriche sighs. “Sorry, but I can’t watch you guys mutilate your devices anymore. I’d like to offer some assistance, for my own personal sanity.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Sir, if I may, these rebels could outnumber you. Let me at least send a few troopers to accompany you."
"You always liked this one." he says with a smile
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He feels the heavy urge to stop moving, but he's able to shake it off quickly enough. Shen sighs "Man, I thought that would work."
She takes the hand back, finishing it back "He's an old member o the crew, probably hidin' in the forest right 'bout now. If you really do love Sparrow, you deserve 'em."
He slowly nods "I... okay. I wouldn't be here without you though, my inspiration."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He nods.
"I need to see some proper identification first."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“That’s alright. Hey, what if you tried pulling off one of the scales and throwing it?” He suggests, holding back a grin.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I'll be fine.. thank you however for the offer." He nods, bowing.
"That's because it's your favorite. Your favorite is mine as well." She chuckles
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Thirteen sits down next to Theren. “How’s Lore doing?”
“Some… what?”
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 Stroth*
KK continues pondering and writing down details for a while, gradually narrowing down details to be more and more specific, until after about a half-hour of nonstop writing and revising and removing details. "...And that's all I can think of! Oh, this is going to be glorious!" She gives the list to Stroth, and at the bottom corner of the page, there is a little conceptual sketch of what the body would look like.
It looks utterly terrifying. KK seems ecstatic.
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 laughs a bit "Try a bit harder okay? Focus, feel the movement where the air stops when I land." He offers.
She nods and stands up, the spellbook disappearing into smoke "Oh I will."
She smiles and kisses his forehead "You're my stars, moon, and sun."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]