KK is visibly ecstatic. "Yes, it's finally happening! Thank you thank you thank you!!! Oh, this will be glorious!"
She nods and disappears for a moment before returning with the body. It has everything KK could want and more.
She audibly gasps at the sight of the rather horrific vessel- not out of horror, but out of sheer joy. "It's... It's... perfect!" Her voice crackles with static at that last word, and as she laughs maniacally afterwards.
"I am so glad you enjoyed it dear! This was the most fun I've had on a project!!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A tall tiger tabaxi in a silk coat and hat is just outside the inn, touting a breakthrough in golem technology. His winning fanged smile as he speaks draws in small crowds.
A Sign near him on the cobblestones says in vintage font "Taika Mathide, inventor extraordinaire"
*rp?*
*Sure!*
Omori walks over to see what's going on.
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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 is visibly ecstatic. "Yes, it's finally happening! Thank you thank you thank you!!! Oh, this will be glorious!"
She nods and disappears for a moment before returning with the body. It has everything KK could want and more.
She audibly gasps at the sight of the rather horrific vessel- not out of horror, but out of sheer joy. "It's... It's... perfect!" Her voice crackles with static at that last word, and as she laughs maniacally afterwards.
"I am so glad you enjoyed it dear! This was the most fun I've had on a project!!"
"I'm glad you enjoyed making it as well! I do have one question... how exactly are we to transfer the consciousness... or the soul... or whatever essence of being is needed to finalize things?"
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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)
A tall tiger tabaxi in a silk coat and hat is just outside the inn, touting a breakthrough in golem technology. His winning fanged smile as he speaks draws in small crowds.
A Sign near him on the cobblestones says in vintage font "Taika Mathide, inventor extraordinaire"
*rp?*
*Sure!*
Omori walks over to see what's going on.
"You, young lady? Do you find yourself in need of an extra set of hands but a regular, sloppy golem won't do it for you? They're all wet clay and stone, only good for grunt work. I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" He lifts a cloth up as if concealing something, and when he drops it, a human-like figure of baked clay is there. If it weren't for their unpainted appearance and visible joints, they could pass for a human, maybe.
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*Hmmm... I only know KK and Omori. I'm testing out the Horrible Nightmare Fish Manchild, so whoever you think will go well with that.*
*Hmmm indeed... I'd say Omori would be fun. Might be interesting to see how the two creations of aberrant powers interact.*
Omori is sitting in the grass outside the Inn, contemplating something.
Hadal, now slightly more refined in appearance, stands in the woods nearby, observing silently with his black eyes and expressionless mouth. After a bit, he takes a couple of steps forward, the water squelching in his scrounged boots. When he speaks, his voice sounds less raspy, and the syllables slowly form into common words instead of Deep Speech. "Cth'ch, ngt oxm... Hhh... hello..." It holds out a translucent claw, the flesh restyled into a glove with frills of delicate-looking tissue around the wrist.
A tall tiger tabaxi in a silk coat and hat is just outside the inn, touting a breakthrough in golem technology. His winning fanged smile as he speaks draws in small crowds.
A Sign near him on the cobblestones says in vintage font "Taika Mathide, inventor extraordinaire"
*rp?*
*Sure!*
Omori walks over to see what's going on.
"You, young lady? Do you find yourself in need of an extra set of hands but a regular, sloppy golem won't do it for you? They're all wet clay and stone, only good for grunt work. I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" He lifts a cloth up as if concealing something, and when he drops it, a human-like figure of baked clay is there. If it weren't for their unpainted appearance and visible joints, they could pass for a human, maybe.
She seems intrigued, looking at the construct with a sense of wonder. "Hmm... it looks intriguing... but I wouldn't have any use for it. May I ask how you made 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)
A tall tiger tabaxi in a silk coat and hat is just outside the inn, touting a breakthrough in golem technology. His winning fanged smile as he speaks draws in small crowds.
A Sign near him on the cobblestones says in vintage font "Taika Mathide, inventor extraordinaire"
*rp?*
*Sure!*
Omori walks over to see what's going on.
"You, young lady? Do you find yourself in need of an extra set of hands but a regular, sloppy golem won't do it for you? They're all wet clay and stone, only good for grunt work. I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" He lifts a cloth up as if concealing something, and when he drops it, a human-like figure of baked clay is there. If it weren't for their unpainted appearance and visible joints, they could pass for a human, maybe.
She seems intrigued, looking at the construct with a sense of wonder. "Hmm... it looks intriguing... but I wouldn't have any use for it. May I ask how you made it?"
"I'm afraid my exact methods are a well-guarded secret but I'll gladly tell you about the details. The process starts with a heartstone as any golem would, and I form the body around an armature constructed with magic. Some may argue that baked clay defeats the entire purpose of a golem, but I ensure you, I thought out everything. You see, the clay that this golem is constructed from is cured in a very special way. A little bit of magical encouragement..." he summons a purple magic flame and holds it to the golem's ear, making the thing wince and reel. "Stay still!" he reprimands it, forming its ear into a pointed shape. "You can mold it however you'd like! Of course, we do make them to order depending on what their purpose will be. A golem made to wait on guests will have to be made differently from a golem that is used to mine"
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*Hmmm... I only know KK and Omori. I'm testing out the Horrible Nightmare Fish Manchild, so whoever you think will go well with that.*
*Hmmm indeed... I'd say Omori would be fun. Might be interesting to see how the two creations of aberrant powers interact.*
Omori is sitting in the grass outside the Inn, contemplating something.
Hadal, now slightly more refined in appearance, stands in the woods nearby, observing silently with his black eyes and expressionless mouth. After a bit, he takes a couple of steps forward, the water squelching in his scrounged boots. When he speaks, his voice sounds less raspy, and the syllables slowly form into common words instead of Deep Speech. "Cth'ch, ngt oxm... Hhh... hello..." It holds out a translucent claw, the flesh restyled into a glove with frills of delicate-looking tissue around the wrist.
*Oh, one detail I neglected to mention- Omori doesn't have the eyes on their tendril hair anymore.*
Omori whips around to look the moment she hears Deep Speech, being familiar with the language. Hadal can likely sense something aberrant about the little shadow. "Hello." She replies, shaking the offered claw.
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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)
She seems unnerved by the golem's pain (or, at least, its convincing emulation of pain). "...Heartstone?"
"Yes! It can be any precious or nonprecious stone, as long as it's carved with the proper runes. This one's heart is the finest sapphire I could get my paws on, you know. The heartstone gives the golem the ability to not only move, but to emote and think and feel like a living thing. Of course, they're not really living. But that does mean they can't die, so there's the upside."
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Hadal, now slightly more refined in appearance, stands in the woods nearby, observing silently with his black eyes and expressionless mouth. After a bit, he takes a couple of steps forward, the water squelching in his scrounged boots. When he speaks, his voice sounds less raspy, and the syllables slowly form into common words instead of Deep Speech. "Cth'ch, ngt oxm... Hhh... hello..." It holds out a translucent claw, the flesh restyled into a glove with frills of delicate-looking tissue around the wrist.
*Oh, one detail I neglected to mention- Omori doesn't have the eyes on their tendril hair anymore.*
Omori whips around to look the moment she hears Deep Speech, being familiar with the language. Hadal can likely sense something aberrant about the little shadow. "Hello." She replies, shaking the offered claw.
*I assumed so since I was under the impression that the eyes were Kiki. Thanks for the clarification!*
His wicked talons delicately avoid cutting her as he bows. "Pleased to meet you. I am Hadal." His voice carries a heavy Deep Speech accent, and he speaks simultaneously in telepathy, using a refined and polite tone that his rapidly adapting vocal cords wouldn't be able to handle. "I sensed something faintly familiar among the bright lights and material things, and I knew I had to investigate."
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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.
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
Hadal, now slightly more refined in appearance, stands in the woods nearby, observing silently with his black eyes and expressionless mouth. After a bit, he takes a couple of steps forward, the water squelching in his scrounged boots. When he speaks, his voice sounds less raspy, and the syllables slowly form into common words instead of Deep Speech. "Cth'ch, ngt oxm... Hhh... hello..." It holds out a translucent claw, the flesh restyled into a glove with frills of delicate-looking tissue around the wrist.
*Oh, one detail I neglected to mention- Omori doesn't have the eyes on their tendril hair anymore.*
Omori whips around to look the moment she hears Deep Speech, being familiar with the language. Hadal can likely sense something aberrant about the little shadow. "Hello." She replies, shaking the offered claw.
*I assumed so since I was under the impression that the eyes were Kiki. Thanks for the clarification!*
His wicked talons delicately avoid cutting her as he bows. "Pleased to meet you. I am Hadal." His voice carries a heavy Deep Speech accent, and he speaks simultaneously in telepathy, using a refined and polite tone that his rapidly adapting vocal cords wouldn't be able to handle. "I sensed something faintly familiar among the bright lights and material things, and I knew I had to investigate."
"Pleased to meet you as well. I am Trai- er, I am Omori." She replies in Deep Speech, and though she speaks the language fluently, her accent and speed hint that it isn't her first. "You sensed something familiar, you say?"
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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 am so glad you enjoyed it dear! This was the most fun I've had on a project!!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Sure!*
Omori walks over to see what's going on.
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'm glad you enjoyed making it as well! I do have one question... how exactly are we to transfer the consciousness... or the soul... or whatever essence of being is needed to finalize things?"
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, young lady? Do you find yourself in need of an extra set of hands but a regular, sloppy golem won't do it for you? They're all wet clay and stone, only good for grunt work. I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" He lifts a cloth up as if concealing something, and when he drops it, a human-like figure of baked clay is there. If it weren't for their unpainted appearance and visible joints, they could pass for a human, maybe.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Hadal, now slightly more refined in appearance, stands in the woods nearby, observing silently with his black eyes and expressionless mouth. After a bit, he takes a couple of steps forward, the water squelching in his scrounged boots. When he speaks, his voice sounds less raspy, and the syllables slowly form into common words instead of Deep Speech. "Cth'ch, ngt oxm... Hhh... hello..." It holds out a translucent claw, the flesh restyled into a glove with frills of delicate-looking tissue around the wrist.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She seems intrigued, looking at the construct with a sense of wonder. "Hmm... it looks intriguing... but I wouldn't have any use for it. May I ask how you made 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)
"I'm afraid my exact methods are a well-guarded secret but I'll gladly tell you about the details. The process starts with a heartstone as any golem would, and I form the body around an armature constructed with magic. Some may argue that baked clay defeats the entire purpose of a golem, but I ensure you, I thought out everything. You see, the clay that this golem is constructed from is cured in a very special way. A little bit of magical encouragement..." he summons a purple magic flame and holds it to the golem's ear, making the thing wince and reel. "Stay still!" he reprimands it, forming its ear into a pointed shape. "You can mold it however you'd like! Of course, we do make them to order depending on what their purpose will be. A golem made to wait on guests will have to be made differently from a golem that is used to mine"
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*Oh, one detail I neglected to mention- Omori doesn't have the eyes on their tendril hair anymore.*
Omori whips around to look the moment she hears Deep Speech, being familiar with the language. Hadal can likely sense something aberrant about the little shadow. "Hello." She replies, shaking the offered claw.
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)
*Hsidnfkfjfkjfkfmflsmskx.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Cut for Omori and Taika*
She seems unnerved by the golem's pain (or, at least, its convincing emulation of pain). "...Heartstone?"
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)
"Yes! It can be any precious or nonprecious stone, as long as it's carved with the proper runes. This one's heart is the finest sapphire I could get my paws on, you know. The heartstone gives the golem the ability to not only move, but to emote and think and feel like a living thing. Of course, they're not really living. But that does mean they can't die, so there's the upside."
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*I assumed so since I was under the impression that the eyes were Kiki. Thanks for the clarification!*
His wicked talons delicately avoid cutting her as he bows. "Pleased to meet you. I am Hadal." His voice carries a heavy Deep Speech accent, and he speaks simultaneously in telepathy, using a refined and polite tone that his rapidly adapting vocal cords wouldn't be able to handle. "I sensed something faintly familiar among the bright lights and material things, and I knew I had to investigate."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*You good, squishy?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I want to RP but I am also like.. mentally drained.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I feel you, man. I feel that all the time.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I have a few characters ideas but it's just like ..bit want to do right now but I feel like it will get buried so it's not worth it and stuff.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(feel better soon)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
"Pleased to meet you as well. I am Trai- er, I am Omori." She replies in Deep Speech, and though she speaks the language fluently, her accent and speed hint that it isn't her first. "You sensed something familiar, you say?"
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 get that. Wish I could help.*
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 fine. Not your problem.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]