"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"
"Oh, that sounds intriguing! Statis is... I imagine having something to do with locking things in place?"
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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 feel like giving fun facts about my favorite characters. For Damian, this isn't the first time he's been put into a situation of this sort where its entirely his fault, he actually had an explosive collar placed around his neck during a murder mystery. For Rag, he was actually an OC I made that I would name every custom character I made in any video game. For Sparrow, plain and simple, he can't read.*
"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"
"Oh, that sounds intriguing! Statis is... I imagine having something to do with locking things in place?"
He looks awestruck, he was expecting something a little under 500.
She taps the crate next to her, taking a snack out of her pocket, being someone's hand "Come on, an' sit with me."
"Other than that, we were kinda maniacs."
“How about you?”
“Kay.” Riotan flops down next to her.
“I see.” Vitroze has been writing furiously this whole time. “Now, only about a quarter of defendants can actually get claims of insanity approved, so I will bring this up to my client and see if he’s willing to take this route. If so, we need to make sure other elements of the defense center around this. I don’t support the fabrication of such things on principle, but… well, we’ll just see what Damian has to say.”
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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 see.” Vitroze has been writing furiously this whole time. “Now, only about a quarter of defendants can actually get claims of insanity approved, so I will bring this up to my client and see if he’s willing to take this route. If so, we need to make sure other elements of the defense center around this. I don’t support the fabrication of such things on principle, but… well, we’ll just see what Damian has to say.”
"I'm 19. I only recently was allowed to leave my village."
She smiles, offering him some of the hand "Ya know, I think I might just like ya, an' I don't know what about ya makes me think that. Yer nice an' all that, but that ain't anythin' new."
"I can bet he'll think its a dumb idea and try to blow up the courthouse the day of the trail. 20 platinum on it if you're willing." He says, smiling softly as he adjusts his glasses.
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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.'
“I see.” Vitroze has been writing furiously this whole time. “Now, only about a quarter of defendants can actually get claims of insanity approved, so I will bring this up to my client and see if he’s willing to take this route. If so, we need to make sure other elements of the defense center around this. I don’t support the fabrication of such things on principle, but… well, we’ll just see what Damian has to say.”
"I'm 19. I only recently was allowed to leave my village."
She smiles, offering him some of the hand "Ya know, I think I might just like ya, an' I don't know what about ya makes me think that. Yer nice an' all that, but that ain't anythin' new."
"I can bet he'll think it’s a dumb idea and try to blow up the courthouse the day of the trail. 20 platinum on it if you're willing." He says, smiling softly as he adjusts his glasses.
“Oh, where is this village?”
Rio nips at the ring finger, thinking. “Well let me run down all my other qualities. Narcissism, sadism, irrational flexibility, handsomeness, shapeshifting, narcissism, uh… Nope that’s it.”
“Do you see this place?” Vitroze gestures to the shabby apartment. “I can’t afford gambling. Not that I don’t want to…”
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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 want to know the real you, so Let's go someplace with moral lines erased Cuz if I stay here, at this rate, I'll go insane This city's starving me and all of my dreams..."
After a while, the song ends, and Felix announces that he's a bit tired and that the usual host will be taking over for the rest of the day. Felix is heading for the tavern.
This song is making Sparrow feel emotions, and he is getting very much overwhelmed by it. Once the song is over, he's full on silently crying and drinking. He hears that Felix is headed that way and orders him something light.
Felix enters the building. Evidently his workplace is pretty far away. He sits down beside Sparrow and takes a sip of the drink Sparrow ordered for him without asking if it's actually his.
"Hey, big man. Everything alright?"
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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.
“I see.” Vitroze has been writing furiously this whole time. “Now, only about a quarter of defendants can actually get claims of insanity approved, so I will bring this up to my client and see if he’s willing to take this route. If so, we need to make sure other elements of the defense center around this. I don’t support the fabrication of such things on principle, but… well, we’ll just see what Damian has to say.”
"I'm 19. I only recently was allowed to leave my village."
She smiles, offering him some of the hand "Ya know, I think I might just like ya, an' I don't know what about ya makes me think that. Yer nice an' all that, but that ain't anythin' new."
"I can bet he'll think it’s a dumb idea and try to blow up the courthouse the day of the trail. 20 platinum on it if you're willing." He says, smiling softly as he adjusts his glasses.
“Oh, where is this village?”
Rio nips at the ring finger, thinking. “Well let me run down all my other qualities. Narcissism, sadism, irrational flexibility, handsomeness, shapeshifting, narcissism, uh… Nope that’s it.”
“Do you see this place?” Vitroze gestures to the shabby apartment. “I can’t afford gambling. Not that I don’t want to…”
"It's hidden, the village hidden in the sound. Can't tell you, or I'd be a bad ninja."
"You are much more than those bad things sweetheart." She smiles softly "Though you are handsome, an ya said narcissism twice. Twice more than ya actually are." She bites down the thumb, tearing it off and crunching down.
He nods, sitting down, spreading his dual set of wings, absolutely radiant "Fair enough, I don't have 20 platinum either. why don't you go somewhere where you can make more money?"
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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.'
"I want to know the real you, so Let's go someplace with moral lines erased Cuz if I stay here, at this rate, I'll go insane This city's starving me and all of my dreams..."
After a while, the song ends, and Felix announces that he's a bit tired and that the usual host will be taking over for the rest of the day. Felix is heading for the tavern.
This song is making Sparrow feel emotions, and he is getting very much overwhelmed by it. Once the song is over, he's full on silently crying and drinking. He hears that Felix is headed that way and orders him something light.
Felix enters the building. Evidently his workplace is pretty far away. He sits down beside Sparrow and takes a sip of the drink Sparrow ordered for him without asking if it's actually his.
"Hey, big man. Everything alright?"
He wipes away the tears with a cuff, his voice filled with that emotion "Ya got a beautiful singin' voice pardner. Hits right in the soul." He downs his whiskey, burning down his throat, "Bought ya that drink ya got, if ya were wonderin'."
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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.'
Felix enters the building. Evidently his workplace is pretty far away. He sits down beside Sparrow and takes a sip of the drink Sparrow ordered for him without asking if it's actually his.
"Hey, big man. Everything alright?"
He wipes away the tears with a cuff, his voice filled with that emotion "Ya got a beautiful singin' voice pardner. Hits right in the soul." He downs his whiskey, burning down his throat, "Bought ya that drink ya got, if ya were wonderin'."
"Thank you on both accounts. I think I might have told you this, but I met your sisters. I see why you're so riled up about them. Same with Stroth. She's gonna remake that zombie virus think I told you about, or at least, she's working on it. I hope she's more discriminate this time, because I don't want to bother her about it again."
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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.
Felix enters the building. Evidently his workplace is pretty far away. He sits down beside Sparrow and takes a sip of the drink Sparrow ordered for him without asking if it's actually his.
"Hey, big man. Everything alright?"
He wipes away the tears with a cuff, his voice filled with that emotion "Ya got a beautiful singin' voice pardner. Hits right in the soul." He downs his whiskey, burning down his throat, "Bought ya that drink ya got, if ya were wonderin'."
"Thank you on both accounts. I think I might have told you this, but I met your sisters. I see why you're so riled up about them. Same with Stroth. She's gonna remake that zombie virus think I told you about, or at least, she's working on it. I hope she's more discriminate this time, because I don't want to bother her about it again."
He slowly nods "Those sisters o' mine are really somethin'. Callin' wild would be an understatement." He takes a second, sipping another glass before turning suddenly "Wait, Stroth made a zombie virus?!" Having not known about this before.
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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.'
*Green? oohhhh, like minecraft grass*
He looks awestruck, he was expecting something a little under 500.
She taps the crate next to her, taking a snack out of her pocket, being someone's hand "Come on, an' sit with me."
"Other than that, we we're kinda maniacs."
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, that sounds intriguing! Statis is... I imagine having something to do with locking things in place?"
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)
(you want to rp Yvonne)
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 feel like giving fun facts about my favorite characters. For Damian, this isn't the first time he's been put into a situation of this sort where its entirely his fault, he actually had an explosive collar placed around his neck during a murder mystery. For Rag, he was actually an OC I made that I would name every custom character I made in any video game. For Sparrow, plain and simple, he can't read.*
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, "It's a useful skill to have"
“How about you?”
“Kay.” Riotan flops down next to her.
“I see.” Vitroze has been writing furiously this whole time. “Now, only about a quarter of defendants can actually get claims of insanity approved, so I will bring this up to my client and see if he’s willing to take this route. If so, we need to make sure other elements of the defense center around this. I don’t support the fabrication of such things on principle, but… well, we’ll just see what Damian has to say.”
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 19. I only recently was allowed to leave my village."
She smiles, offering him some of the hand "Ya know, I think I might just like ya, an' I don't know what about ya makes me think that. Yer nice an' all that, but that ain't anythin' new."
"I can bet he'll think its a dumb idea and try to blow up the courthouse the day of the trail. 20 platinum on it if you're willing." He says, smiling softly as he adjusts his glasses.
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, where is this village?”
Rio nips at the ring finger, thinking. “Well let me run down all my other qualities. Narcissism, sadism, irrational flexibility, handsomeness, shapeshifting, narcissism, uh… Nope that’s it.”
“Do you see this place?” Vitroze gestures to the shabby apartment. “I can’t afford gambling. Not that I don’t want to…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Felix enters the building. Evidently his workplace is pretty far away. He sits down beside Sparrow and takes a sip of the drink Sparrow ordered for him without asking if it's actually his.
"Hey, big man. Everything alright?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"It's hidden, the village hidden in the sound. Can't tell you, or I'd be a bad ninja."
"You are much more than those bad things sweetheart." She smiles softly "Though you are handsome, an ya said narcissism twice. Twice more than ya actually are." She bites down the thumb, tearing it off and crunching down.
He nods, sitting down, spreading his dual set of wings, absolutely radiant "Fair enough, I don't have 20 platinum either. why don't you go somewhere where you can make more money?"
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.)
*My skeleton wants to hatch %<*
He wipes away the tears with a cuff, his voice filled with that emotion "Ya got a beautiful singin' voice pardner. Hits right in the soul." He downs his whiskey, burning down his throat, "Bought ya that drink ya got, if ya were wonderin'."
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.)
"Thank you on both accounts. I think I might have told you this, but I met your sisters. I see why you're so riled up about them. Same with Stroth. She's gonna remake that zombie virus think I told you about, or at least, she's working on it. I hope she's more discriminate this time, because I don't want to bother her about it again."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Oh well that ain't good, now teeth taste like pain, if it makes ya feel better.*
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.)
*I have decided to let it turn into a frend*
*I keep my bones but now it talks to me*
He slowly nods "Those sisters o' mine are really somethin'. Callin' wild would be an understatement." He takes a second, sipping another glass before turning suddenly "Wait, Stroth made a zombie virus?!" Having not known about this before.
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.)
*They didn't talks to you before? Mine always make bone related puns.*
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.)
*I mean it could have been one of the other 7 voices in my head so maybe?*
*to celebrate my new fren i may make a necromancer*