Father Luciano is in the temple, cleaning the dust from the window sills of the stained glass that shines colors through the halls. The priest is dressed in a black sweater, a pair of black trousers, and his white robes. The fireplace in the main room is barely keeping the old building warm so he had to turn to putting on gloves to keep his hands from freezing.
Vessel slinks towards the temple trying to avoid the snow
Luciano looks over and smiles, waving "Hello my child, how art thou?"
Vessel's fur is all puffed out. "freezing!"
"Yes, unfortunately" he nods, chuckling. He leads them over to the fireplace, taking off his cloak and wrapping it around them.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Yes, unfortunately" he nods, chuckling. He leads them over to the fireplace, taking off his cloak and wrapping it around them.
Vessel smiles. "thanks. why does it have to do this? why can it stay warm all the time?"
"The seasons child. The earth's spin axis is tilted with respect to its orbital plane. This is what causes the seasons. When the Earth's axis points towards the Sun, it is summer for that hemisphere. When it is the opposite, it is winter."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Yes, unfortunately" he nods, chuckling. He leads them over to the fireplace, taking off his cloak and wrapping it around them.
Vessel smiles. "thanks. why does it have to do this? why can it stay warm all the time?"
"The seasons child. The earth's spin axis is tilted with respect to its orbital plane. This is what causes the seasons. When the Earth's axis points towards the Sun, it is summer for that hemisphere. When it is the opposite, it is winter."
Vessel pulls out a piece of tattered paper showing a surf spot. "why doesnt that work there then?"
"Yes, unfortunately" he nods, chuckling. He leads them over to the fireplace, taking off his cloak and wrapping it around them.
Vessel smiles. "thanks. why does it have to do this? why can it stay warm all the time?"
"The seasons child. The earth's spin axis is tilted with respect to its orbital plane. This is what causes the seasons. When the Earth's axis points towards the Sun, it is summer for that hemisphere. When it is the opposite, it is winter."
Vessel pulls out a piece of tattered paper showing a surf spot. "why doesnt that work there then?"
He takes it and looks it over "Hm.. I am unsure."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Thanks, I picked it myself." She chuckles a bit. "It started out as a sort of pseudonym- didn't want to say my 'real' name on live radio- but it stuck."
"Oh, you do a radio show. that sounds fun" he smiles
"Yep, TRAUMA-FM. Broadcasts most hours of the day. I co-host with a friend of mine." They think back to some fond memory. "What do you do to pass the time?"
"I practice magic or walk around town"
"Oh, you practice magic too? What kind?" She leans in a bit, intrigued.
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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)
William is sitting on the loading docks at the restaurant, having just finished his shift. His black chef's jacket sits next to him, neatly folded. He scratches his stubble, making a mental list of things he has to do tomorrow, the day after that, and the day after that. He is just starting on a Christmas list of acquaintances, this being the first Christmas he is actually observing instead of working through it. He sighs and runs a hand through his mock-hawk, tired from just thinking about it.
Home is wandering around the Guilt House, trying to ignore the TV as it blares what sounds like a tornado siren. He has a headache and it is making him beyond annoyed and grumpy. He has tried unplugging it, breaking it, and much more but it doesn't stop.
Father Luciano is in the temple, cleaning the dust from the window sills of the stained glass that shines colors through the halls. The priest is dressed in a black sweater, a pair of black trousers, and his white robes. The fireplace in the main room is barely keeping the old building warm so he had to turn to putting on gloves to keep his hands from freezing.
Traitor stumbles across the temple, curious about what lies within. She crouches down a bit to step through the doorway, careful to avoid scratching anything with her talons.
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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)
William is sitting on the loading docks at the restaurant, having just finished his shift. His black chef's jacket sits next to him, neatly folded. He scratches his stubble, making a mental list of things he has to do tomorrow, the day after that, and the day after that. He is just starting on a Christmas list of acquaintances, this being the first Christmas he is actually observing instead of working through it. He sighs and runs a hand through his mock-hawk, tired from just thinking about it.
Home is wandering around the Guilt House, trying to ignore the TV as it blares what sounds like a tornado siren. He has a headache and it is making him beyond annoyed and grumpy. He has tried unplugging it, breaking it, and much more but it doesn't stop.
Father Luciano is in the temple, cleaning the dust from the window sills of the stained glass that shines colors through the halls. The priest is dressed in a black sweater, a pair of black trousers, and his white robes. The fireplace in the main room is barely keeping the old building warm so he had to turn to putting on gloves to keep his hands from freezing.
Traitor stumbles across the temple, curious about what lies within. She crouches down a bit to step through the doorway, careful to avoid scratching anything with her talons.
Luciano looks up from his work and bows "Hello my child."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Father Luciano is in the temple, cleaning the dust from the window sills of the stained glass that shines colors through the halls. The priest is dressed in a black sweater, a pair of black trousers, and his white robes. The fireplace in the main room is barely keeping the old building warm so he had to turn to putting on gloves to keep his hands from freezing.
Traitor stumbles across the temple, curious about what lies within. She crouches down a bit to step through the doorway, careful to avoid scratching anything with her talons.
Luciano looks up from his work and bows "Hello my child."
Traitor looks over at him as well, doing a sort of curtsy in response. "Hello. What is this place? I haven't seen another like 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)
"Thanks, I picked it myself." She chuckles a bit. "It started out as a sort of pseudonym- didn't want to say my 'real' name on live radio- but it stuck."
"Oh, you do a radio show. that sounds fun" he smiles
"Yep, TRAUMA-FM. Broadcasts most hours of the day. I co-host with a friend of mine." They think back to some fond memory. "What do you do to pass the time?"
"I practice magic or walk around town"
"Oh, you practice magic too? What kind?" She leans in a bit, intrigued.
"This and that." he says, "I'm particularly good at magic involving abeyance and stasis"
"Yes, unfortunately" he nods, chuckling. He leads them over to the fireplace, taking off his cloak and wrapping it around them.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*XD*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Vessel smiles. "thanks. why does it have to do this? why can it stay warm all the time?"
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
*Man, I haven't gotten to do that an such a long time, hope you enjoy the trip.*
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.)
"The seasons child. The earth's spin axis is tilted with respect to its orbital plane. This is what causes the seasons. When the Earth's axis points towards the Sun, it is summer for that hemisphere. When it is the opposite, it is winter."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Vessel pulls out a piece of tattered paper showing a surf spot. "why doesnt that work there then?"
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
He takes it and looks it over "Hm.. I am unsure."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*What is this 'going out' act you speak of?*
*you mean on a date?*
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
*Anybody else want to roleplay? You don't have to pick the characters if you don't want to.*
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.)
"Oh, you practice magic too? What kind?" She leans in a bit, intrigued.
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 stumbles across the temple, curious about what lies within. She crouches down a bit to step through the doorway, careful to avoid scratching anything with her talons.
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)
Luciano looks up from his work and bows "Hello my child."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Anybody?*
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.)
Traitor looks over at him as well, doing a sort of curtsy in response. "Hello. What is this place? I haven't seen another like 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)
“500-something.”
“Disconnectivity to the body.”
“Good, good. I can use this.”
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.
*That too, but mostly outside*
"This and that." he says, "I'm particularly good at magic involving abeyance and stasis"
(what is this place you call outside?)
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
*i think its that place with all the green things*
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