KK turns to the corpse with the flowers, walking over to it. "Oh, is this the blight plant you told me about way back when? It's beautiful- hauntingly so."
"Don't touch them. They tend to infect the brain and I would hate for you to become infected.'
"Got it." She makes a quick sketch of one of the flowers, before moving back over to Stroth. "This space is outside of the plane we were on before, right? Did you create it?"
"Yep and yep. Made this back in my first life." She laughs "Took awhile."
"I see... if you don't mind me asking, what was your first life?"
"I was a male, I had a boyfriend who killed me, stuff like that."
"Interesting. My first life- still not used to saying that- was actually kinda short. Had a best friend, explored the woods, had my throat clawed out by a mournful spirit- you know, the usual."
"Ah yes, the usual." She chuckles, looking over some tubes in a closet filled with liquid.
"Are those the samples?" She inquires, looking at the same vials with great interest.
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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 takes a deep breath. "I don't believe here is the proper place to discuss that."
Felix sets down his salad and walks over, giving Samaritan a hug. "Is there anything I can do to make this lifetime better?"
He sighs and nods to William. William throws up his hands in defeat, walking back to the tavern. Samaritan looks back at him, his three heads staring at him.
"Unfortunately not." He picks him up and sets him on his shoulder "But I thank you for caring."
Barbeau watches William leave. He exhales, a sort of half-sigh. "I did not mean to imply that he was in the way. But, since you seem to care, I might as well respect it. I'll be up-front about this: Your very presence in this place makes me uncomfortable. I do not have a solution beyond gaining a better understanding of you and your methods."
"I try. It's hard to care sometimes, but putting in the effort really makes a difference." He lays there like a cat.
He snorts, laughing. His mouth opens, sharp golden teeth like needles lining the way down his throat. "How do I make you uncomfortable? Tell em." He sits down.
William looks guilty and folds his arms. Samaritan snorts "I try but caring is not easy for me specifically..."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
KK turns to the corpse with the flowers, walking over to it. "Oh, is this the blight plant you told me about way back when? It's beautiful- hauntingly so."
"Don't touch them. They tend to infect the brain and I would hate for you to become infected.'
"Got it." She makes a quick sketch of one of the flowers, before moving back over to Stroth. "This space is outside of the plane we were on before, right? Did you create it?"
"Yep and yep. Made this back in my first life." She laughs "Took awhile."
"I see... if you don't mind me asking, what was your first life?"
"I was a male, I had a boyfriend who killed me, stuff like that."
"Interesting. My first life- still not used to saying that- was actually kinda short. Had a best friend, explored the woods, had my throat clawed out by a mournful spirit- you know, the usual."
"Ah yes, the usual." She chuckles, looking over some tubes in a closet filled with liquid.
"Are those the samples?" She inquires, looking at the same vials with great interest.
She nods "Every strand of DNA from every type of creature. Very proud of my collection."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
KK turns to the corpse with the flowers, walking over to it. "Oh, is this the blight plant you told me about way back when? It's beautiful- hauntingly so."
"Don't touch them. They tend to infect the brain and I would hate for you to become infected.'
"Got it." She makes a quick sketch of one of the flowers, before moving back over to Stroth. "This space is outside of the plane we were on before, right? Did you create it?"
"Yep and yep. Made this back in my first life." She laughs "Took awhile."
"I see... if you don't mind me asking, what was your first life?"
"I was a male, I had a boyfriend who killed me, stuff like that."
"Interesting. My first life- still not used to saying that- was actually kinda short. Had a best friend, explored the woods, had my throat clawed out by a mournful spirit- you know, the usual."
"Ah yes, the usual." She chuckles, looking over some tubes in a closet filled with liquid.
"Are those the samples?" She inquires, looking at the same vials with great interest.
She nods "Every strand of DNA from every type of creature. Very proud of my collection."
"I can see why- it's quite the expansive repertoire."
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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)
KK turns to the corpse with the flowers, walking over to it. "Oh, is this the blight plant you told me about way back when? It's beautiful- hauntingly so."
"Don't touch them. They tend to infect the brain and I would hate for you to become infected.'
"Got it." She makes a quick sketch of one of the flowers, before moving back over to Stroth. "This space is outside of the plane we were on before, right? Did you create it?"
"Yep and yep. Made this back in my first life." She laughs "Took awhile."
"I see... if you don't mind me asking, what was your first life?"
"I was a male, I had a boyfriend who killed me, stuff like that."
"Interesting. My first life- still not used to saying that- was actually kinda short. Had a best friend, explored the woods, had my throat clawed out by a mournful spirit- you know, the usual."
"Ah yes, the usual." She chuckles, looking over some tubes in a closet filled with liquid.
"Are those the samples?" She inquires, looking at the same vials with great interest.
She nods "Every strand of DNA from every type of creature. Very proud of my collection."
"I can see why- it's quite the expansive repertoire."
"Gods, devils, cosmic creatures... Hell, even an ant." She cackles.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Barbeau watches William leave. He exhales, a sort of half-sigh. "I did not mean to imply that he was in the way. But, since you seem to care, I might as well respect it. I'll be up-front about this: Your very presence in this place makes me uncomfortable. I do not have a solution beyond gaining a better understanding of you and your methods."
"I try. It's hard to care sometimes, but putting in the effort really makes a difference." He lays there like a cat.
He snorts, laughing. His mouth opens, sharp golden teeth like needles lining the way down his throat. "How do I make you uncomfortable? Tell em." He sits down.
William looks guilty and folds his arms. Samaritan snorts "I try but caring is not easy for me specifically..."
"The way you treat your underlings. You are a better chef than I in nearly every field, but I don't care about that. Bah, I'm being dishonest. You deserve better than that. I dislike other demons, especially when their territory overlaps with the towns I frequent. It's not just, but it is true. I do not trust you, because all I know of you is that you are abusive and competent beyond what I can manage."
"I mean, you're a fiend, right? Caring isn't natural for your type. It takes time to learn it, and usually demons, devils, and especially yugoloths have trouble getting interested in the first place. But you seem to be doing fine."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Are those the samples?" She inquires, looking at the same vials with great interest.
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 snorts, laughing. His mouth opens, sharp golden teeth like needles lining the way down his throat. "How do I make you uncomfortable? Tell em." He sits down.
William looks guilty and folds his arms. Samaritan snorts "I try but caring is not easy for me specifically..."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Please, I'll tell ya what I know 'bout the Valentines if ya let me live."
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.)
*idk, any three characters would be good*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
She nods "Every strand of DNA from every type of creature. Very proud of my collection."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(you want to rp wendigo)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
"Mmmmmmm, sure." She shrugs and stops chasing him, the spiders disappearing.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I can see why- it's quite the expansive repertoire."
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)
*im back. i feel sickie. So one of my characters are gonna be sickie*
Theren is laying bed coughing. He shivers violently like he has a cold
The Imperial Army is fixing up their ships and walkers
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Merabelle is in an alley, tearing the flesh off of a newly made corpse. Blood covers her mouth, though she still looks as refined as always.
Slick is practicing with his antimatter rifle, putting holes in cans behind the Inn.
Sanviento left a note for anyone who wants to join in saving Damian from the legal system.
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.)
"Gods, devils, cosmic creatures... Hell, even an ant." She cackles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Vigil stands nearby, arms crossed as he looks outside
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He stops, very tired from all the running, putting his hands on his legs "Oh... okay... what do you want to know?"
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.)
"Everything, right now." She grins
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Extraplanar beings? I can't imagine those were too easy to get." She chuckles a bit as well.
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)
"Nope! Damn near lost my life multiple times!" She smiles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"The way you treat your underlings. You are a better chef than I in nearly every field, but I don't care about that. Bah, I'm being dishonest. You deserve better than that. I dislike other demons, especially when their territory overlaps with the towns I frequent. It's not just, but it is true. I do not trust you, because all I know of you is that you are abusive and competent beyond what I can manage."
"I mean, you're a fiend, right? Caring isn't natural for your type. It takes time to learn it, and usually demons, devils, and especially yugoloths have trouble getting interested in the first place. But you seem to be doing fine."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Thirteen enters, carrying a tray with sencha and black tea.
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"Okay. Where do you want me to start? When they became demons?"
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.)