She laughs a bit as well. "That makes sense." She has another thought. "Speaking of necromancy, how exactly are we going to transfer the soul or consciousness or other essence of being to my new body? I don't at all mean to rush what you're doing- just curious, is all."
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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 laughs a bit as well. "That makes sense." She has another thought. "Speaking of necromancy, how exactly are we going to transfer the soul or consciousness or other essence of being to my new body? I don't at all mean to rush what you're doing- just curious, is all."
"Easy peasy lemon squeezie! I have to kill you, place your spirit, soul, whatever, and place it into a magically enchanted jar. Then I release the soul into the body."
Omori looks at the prepared dish with a wide-eyed expression of amazement. "Wow, this looks incredible! Thank you so much!"
“Thank you. It’s a modification of an old family recipe.”
She carefully carves a small slice of owlbear, and makes sure to get a little of everything on the plate on her fork before taking a bite. "It tastes incredible as well! The mushrooms really tie everything together."
She laughs a bit as well. "That makes sense." She has another thought. "Speaking of necromancy, how exactly are we going to transfer the soul or consciousness or other essence of being to my new body? I don't at all mean to rush what you're doing- just curious, is all."
"Easy peasy lemon squeezie! I have to kill you, place your spirit, soul, whatever, and place it into a magically enchanted jar. Then I release the soul into the body."
"That does sound easy. Might have to do one thing before then to make sure nothing weird happens with that, but besides that fun little wrinkle, seems simple enough."
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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 laughs a bit as well. "That makes sense." She has another thought. "Speaking of necromancy, how exactly are we going to transfer the soul or consciousness or other essence of being to my new body? I don't at all mean to rush what you're doing- just curious, is all."
"Easy peasy lemon squeezie! I have to kill you, place your spirit, soul, whatever, and place it into a magically enchanted jar. Then I release the soul into the body."
"That does sound easy. Might have to do one thing before then to make sure nothing weird happens with that, but besides that fun little wrinkle, seems simple enough."
"Okay then." She shrugs "Whatever you feel comfortable with, I am okay with it. Take time to figure out if this is what you want."
Omori looks at the prepared dish with a wide-eyed expression of amazement. "Wow, this looks incredible! Thank you so much!"
“Thank you. It’s a modification of an old family recipe.”
She carefully carves a small slice of owlbear, and makes sure to get a little of everything on the plate on her fork before taking a bite. "It tastes incredible as well! The mushrooms really tie everything together."
“That’s great. Usually it’s topped with mushrooms and infused with avocado. What are your thoughts on the star dust? I know for many it has a rather intense taste their first time.”
She laughs a bit as well. "That makes sense." She has another thought. "Speaking of necromancy, how exactly are we going to transfer the soul or consciousness or other essence of being to my new body? I don't at all mean to rush what you're doing- just curious, is all."
"Easy peasy lemon squeezie! I have to kill you, place your spirit, soul, whatever, and place it into a magically enchanted jar. Then I release the soul into the body."
"That does sound easy. Might have to do one thing before then to make sure nothing weird happens with that, but besides that fun little wrinkle, seems simple enough."
"Okay then." She shrugs "Whatever you feel comfortable with, I am okay with it. Take time to figure out if this is what you want."
"Oh, nononono- I very much am all for this whole process. I just need to say farewell to the being possessing me so no weird soul stuff happens then."
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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)
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Omori looks at the prepared dish with a wide-eyed expression of amazement. "Wow, this looks incredible! Thank you so much!"
“Thank you. It’s a modification of an old family recipe.”
She carefully carves a small slice of owlbear, and makes sure to get a little of everything on the plate on her fork before taking a bite. "It tastes incredible as well! The mushrooms really tie everything together."
“That’s great. Usually it’s topped with mushrooms and infused with avocado. What are your thoughts on the star dust? I know for many it has a rather intense taste their first time.”
She thinks about it for a moment. "It is a bit strong, but with everything else it kinda mellows out."
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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)
Cursebutcher is walking down the street, a duffle bag over his shoulder dripping with blood. Many wounded undead lie on the ground behind him, some of them expiring and returning to the spirit realm.
Stroth, well, is being Stroth. She is giggling madly as she skins an owlbear and removes it's claws, beak, and eyes. Slowly, she is cutting apart it's meat and harvesting organs and bones.
*It’s okay, don’t worry about it.*
Merabelle is walking through the woods, whistling to herself as she strolls. She sees Stroth and decides to walk over and see what’s going. She is a wearing a white shirt and overalls, stained with blood and paint.
Stroth grins at her, baring sharp teeth
She matches the grin, looking over to the owlbear remains “Well what do ya have here?”
"A little project I am working on!" She giggles
“Oh ya can make a fantastic meal with some of these.” She says, moving her hand through the organs, seeming to focus on that “Do you know a snake demon?” She asks.
She sticks out her tongue "Yes, he is my friend."
*Back now, sorry.*
“Well I think I like him a lot,” She says with a soft smile, her eyes focused on the body, taking out the heart “Do you mind if I eat this?”
*That would be cool. I wanna play Cursebutcher some more, so maybe Sparrow. I don't think Rag would take too kindly to what is effectively a demon from Demon Slayer.*
*That would be cool. I wanna play Cursebutcher some more, so maybe Sparrow. I don't think Rag would take too kindly to what is effectively a demon from Demon Slayer.*
*Eh, Rag’s a pretty patient guy, but he probably would crush his skull, heal it, and then crush it again. Whoever you want I’ll be happy to provide.*
Omori looks at the prepared dish with a wide-eyed expression of amazement. "Wow, this looks incredible! Thank you so much!"
“Thank you. It’s a modification of an old family recipe.”
She carefully carves a small slice of owlbear, and makes sure to get a little of everything on the plate on her fork before taking a bite. "It tastes incredible as well! The mushrooms really tie everything together."
“That’s great. Usually it’s topped with mushrooms and infused with avocado. What are your thoughts on the star dust? I know for many it has a rather intense taste their first time.”
She thinks about it for a moment. "It is a bit strong, but with everything else it kinda mellows out."
*yeah….I feel like I have a lot of concepts I want to try out, but then fleshing them out is the challenging part.*
“Thank you. It’s a modification of an old family recipe.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Cut for KK and Stroth*
She laughs a bit as well. "That makes sense." She has another thought. "Speaking of necromancy, how exactly are we going to transfer the soul or consciousness or other essence of being to my new body? I don't at all mean to rush what you're doing- just curious, is all."
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)
"Easy peasy lemon squeezie! I have to kill you, place your spirit, soul, whatever, and place it into a magically enchanted jar. Then I release the soul into the body."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She carefully carves a small slice of owlbear, and makes sure to get a little of everything on the plate on her fork before taking a bite. "It tastes incredible as well! The mushrooms really tie everything together."
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)
"That does sound easy. Might have to do one thing before then to make sure nothing weird happens with that, but besides that fun little wrinkle, seems simple enough."
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)
"Okay then." She shrugs "Whatever you feel comfortable with, I am okay with it. Take time to figure out if this is what you want."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“That’s great. Usually it’s topped with mushrooms and infused with avocado. What are your thoughts on the star dust? I know for many it has a rather intense taste their first time.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"Oh, nononono- I very much am all for this whole process. I just need to say farewell to the being possessing me so no weird soul stuff happens then."
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)
(anyone want to rp)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
She thinks about it for a moment. "It is a bit strong, but with everything else it kinda mellows out."
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)
*Sure!*
Cursebutcher is walking down the street, a duffle bag over his shoulder dripping with blood. Many wounded undead lie on the ground behind him, some of them expiring and returning to the spirit realm.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Back now, sorry.*
“Well I think I like him a lot,” She says with a soft smile, her eyes focused on the body, taking out the heart “Do you mind if I eat this?”
*Back, does anyone want to roleplay?*
*That would be cool. I wanna play Cursebutcher some more, so maybe Sparrow. I don't think Rag would take too kindly to what is effectively a demon from Demon Slayer.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Eh, Rag’s a pretty patient guy, but he probably would crush his skull, heal it, and then crush it again. Whoever you want I’ll be happy to provide.*
“Great.” DING! “The Grape Cake seems to be done.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*yaaaay getting yelled at really helps my two brain cells to function right.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Oh great, something more is happening, hope things get better for you. Wanna continue our rp, or are you too stressed?*
*I would like to if you don't mind..*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘