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."
“Great.” DING! “The Grape Cake seems to be done.”
*Sorry 'bout the delay*
Omori moves over to see how the cake turned 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)
Leo is looking around for a wide open space that is vacant, holding a what looks to be a small purple marble that is glowing. Despite its small size, it is radiating an immense amount of arcane energy his eyes dart to the left as he talks to himself. “Yeah, I know Asada. I’d hate to have to explain to the authorities why and how a giant tower came out of nowhere and caused any property damage”
Scott watches from afar, eyes a light orange color. Suddenly the world seems to shift as his brown sweater turns into a brown leather coat and his dress pants into black jeans. He walks over and grins, a cigarette forming between his teeth, The Writer now in full force.
As Leo is looking around, he spot Scott approaching. “Greetings sir.” Leo says in a friendly manner. “Hey, you wouldn’t happen to know of any vacant spaces that would be alright to…um…set up something rather large would you?”
The Writer tilts it's head, his eyes glittering the same color as the cigarette cherry that is lit "A bit my friend, a bit." He says and tilts his head "Or should I say 'friends' ?"
Leo looks a bit surprised, but not too bothered by the inquiry. “Wow, most people don’t clock it so quickly. It’s the talking to myself that gave it away hm?” Leo chuckles. “Leonardo Taylorson, but I just go by Leo. What’s your name?”
"No, we can justs sniff out those like us." He bows "I am The Writer. You saw Scott walking towards you, he is our host."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He takes the cigarette out. "Not in the usual sense. Might be nice to clear out some space, though. You hungry?" He drops the bag, the cigarette getting knocked out of his hand by the strap. He takes a knee and opens the bag, revealing raw meat and ice.
He walks over, looking closer to the bag “I could do something with this, I know some people who would certainly would like to have some of this.” He makes a gesture, and is holding a similar bag, his gloves glowing. He takes out some of the ice, crunching into it.
*Took a while to realize what was actually going on here.*
"Take as much as you need. I can always get more."
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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.
Leo is looking around for a wide open space that is vacant, holding a what looks to be a small purple marble that is glowing. Despite its small size, it is radiating an immense amount of arcane energy his eyes dart to the left as he talks to himself. “Yeah, I know Asada. I’d hate to have to explain to the authorities why and how a giant tower came out of nowhere and caused any property damage”
Scott watches from afar, eyes a light orange color. Suddenly the world seems to shift as his brown sweater turns into a brown leather coat and his dress pants into black jeans. He walks over and grins, a cigarette forming between his teeth, The Writer now in full force.
As Leo is looking around, he spot Scott approaching. “Greetings sir.” Leo says in a friendly manner. “Hey, you wouldn’t happen to know of any vacant spaces that would be alright to…um…set up something rather large would you?”
The Writer tilts it's head, his eyes glittering the same color as the cigarette cherry that is lit "A bit my friend, a bit." He says and tilts his head "Or should I say 'friends' ?"
Leo looks a bit surprised, but not too bothered by the inquiry. “Wow, most people don’t clock it so quickly. It’s the talking to myself that gave it away hm?” Leo chuckles. “Leonardo Taylorson, but I just go by Leo. What’s your name?”
"No, we can justs sniff out those like us." He bows "I am The Writer. You saw Scott walking towards you, he is our host."
“I see, well it’s nice to meet you. I would be considered the host for us I suppose, though our situation is a bit abnormal….” Leo says, musing a bit, before speaking up again. “Anyways, did you say you might know a place we could set up shop at?”
Leo is looking around for a wide open space that is vacant, holding a what looks to be a small purple marble that is glowing. Despite its small size, it is radiating an immense amount of arcane energy his eyes dart to the left as he talks to himself. “Yeah, I know Asada. I’d hate to have to explain to the authorities why and how a giant tower came out of nowhere and caused any property damage”
Scott watches from afar, eyes a light orange color. Suddenly the world seems to shift as his brown sweater turns into a brown leather coat and his dress pants into black jeans. He walks over and grins, a cigarette forming between his teeth, The Writer now in full force.
As Leo is looking around, he spot Scott approaching. “Greetings sir.” Leo says in a friendly manner. “Hey, you wouldn’t happen to know of any vacant spaces that would be alright to…um…set up something rather large would you?”
The Writer tilts it's head, his eyes glittering the same color as the cigarette cherry that is lit "A bit my friend, a bit." He says and tilts his head "Or should I say 'friends' ?"
Leo looks a bit surprised, but not too bothered by the inquiry. “Wow, most people don’t clock it so quickly. It’s the talking to myself that gave it away hm?” Leo chuckles. “Leonardo Taylorson, but I just go by Leo. What’s your name?”
"No, we can justs sniff out those like us." He bows "I am The Writer. You saw Scott walking towards you, he is our host."
“I see, well it’s nice to meet you. I would be considered the host for us I suppose, though our situation is a bit abnormal….” Leo says, musing a bit, before speaking up again. “Anyways, did you say you might know a place we could set up shop at?”
He nods and points towards the tavern "They allow tents to be set up in the forest around it."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He nods and points towards the tavern "They allow tents to be set up in the forest around it."
“Oh no, sorry I wasn’t making myself clear.” He says pulling out the small glowing purple marble. “I’m trying to find a place to set up Asada’s wizard tower. It’s a pretty big structure and we don’t want to cause any damage.”
Leo is looking around for a wide open space that is vacant, holding a what looks to be a small purple marble that is glowing. Despite its small size, it is radiating an immense amount of arcane energy his eyes dart to the left as he talks to himself. “Yeah, I know Asada. I’d hate to have to explain to the authorities why and how a giant tower came out of nowhere and caused any property damage”
Scott watches from afar, eyes a light orange color. Suddenly the world seems to shift as his brown sweater turns into a brown leather coat and his dress pants into black jeans. He walks over and grins, a cigarette forming between his teeth, The Writer now in full force.
As Leo is looking around, he spot Scott approaching. “Greetings sir.” Leo says in a friendly manner. “Hey, you wouldn’t happen to know of any vacant spaces that would be alright to…um…set up something rather large would you?”
The Writer tilts it's head, his eyes glittering the same color as the cigarette cherry that is lit "A bit my friend, a bit." He says and tilts his head "Or should I say 'friends' ?"
Leo looks a bit surprised, but not too bothered by the inquiry. “Wow, most people don’t clock it so quickly. It’s the talking to myself that gave it away hm?” Leo chuckles. “Leonardo Taylorson, but I just go by Leo. What’s your name?”
"No, we can justs sniff out those like us." He bows "I am The Writer. You saw Scott walking towards you, he is our host."
“I see, well it’s nice to meet you. I would be considered the host for us I suppose, though our situation is a bit abnormal….” Leo says, musing a bit, before speaking up again. “Anyways, did you say you might know a place we could set up shop at?”
He nods and points towards the tavern "They allow tents to be set up in the forest around it."
“Oh no, sorry I wasn’t making myself clear.” He says pulling out the small glowing purple marble. “I’m trying to find a place to set up Asada’s wizard tower. It’s a pretty big structure and we don’t want to cause any damage.”
"Same thing, just set up inside the circle if you don't want to get hurt." He shrugs, chuckling.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Same thing, just set up inside the circle if you don't want to get hurt." He shrugs, chuckling.
“Oh, alright then. Thank you.” Leo says with a smile as he looks down at the marble before pocketing it again. “Says, would you happen to know and magic shops in town? It’s good to see what the local magic trade is like when coming to a new area.”
"Same thing, just set up inside the circle if you don't want to get hurt." He shrugs, chuckling.
“Oh, alright then. Thank you.” Leo says with a smile as he looks down at the marble before pocketing it again. “Says, would you happen to know and magic shops in town? It’s good to see what the local magic trade is like when coming to a new area.”
"Mhm. A few shops are run by those who frequent the tavern often. Numerous archmages, magi's, witches, wizards, very many."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Same thing, just set up inside the circle if you don't want to get hurt." He shrugs, chuckling.
“Oh, alright then. Thank you.” Leo says with a smile as he looks down at the marble before pocketing it again. “Says, would you happen to know and magic shops in town? It’s good to see what the local magic trade is like when coming to a new area.”
"Mhm. A few shops are run by those who frequent the tavern often. Numerous archmages, magi's, witches, wizards, very many."
“Wonderful, sounds like we might be able to find some new things to study and research then. What about you? What brings you to a place like this? Are you a resident or just visiting?”
"Same thing, just set up inside the circle if you don't want to get hurt." He shrugs, chuckling.
“Oh, alright then. Thank you.” Leo says with a smile as he looks down at the marble before pocketing it again. “Says, would you happen to know and magic shops in town? It’s good to see what the local magic trade is like when coming to a new area.”
"Mhm. A few shops are run by those who frequent the tavern often. Numerous archmages, magi's, witches, wizards, very many."
“Wonderful, sounds like we might be able to find some new things to study and research then. What about you? What brings you to a place like this? Are you a resident or just visiting?”
"Well the host is an author and was taken from a different universe by the God Khemet, the Lord of Chaos and is forced right now to write a book detailing every creature life ever." The Writer shrugs "I am all his sin, his destruction, his evilness."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Same thing, just set up inside the circle if you don't want to get hurt." He shrugs, chuckling.
“Oh, alright then. Thank you.” Leo says with a smile as he looks down at the marble before pocketing it again. “Says, would you happen to know and magic shops in town? It’s good to see what the local magic trade is like when coming to a new area.”
"Mhm. A few shops are run by those who frequent the tavern often. Numerous archmages, magi's, witches, wizards, very many."
“Wonderful, sounds like we might be able to find some new things to study and research then. What about you? What brings you to a place like this? Are you a resident or just visiting?”
"Well the host is an author and was taken from a different universe by the God Khemet, the Lord of Chaos and is forced right now to write a book detailing every creature life ever." The Writer shrugs "I am all his sin, his destruction, his evilness."
“Wow, that’s pretty crazy, though it guess with a god of chaos in the mix that shouldn’t be a surprise. Sounds like an impossible task though.”
"Same thing, just set up inside the circle if you don't want to get hurt." He shrugs, chuckling.
“Oh, alright then. Thank you.” Leo says with a smile as he looks down at the marble before pocketing it again. “Says, would you happen to know and magic shops in town? It’s good to see what the local magic trade is like when coming to a new area.”
"Mhm. A few shops are run by those who frequent the tavern often. Numerous archmages, magi's, witches, wizards, very many."
“Wonderful, sounds like we might be able to find some new things to study and research then. What about you? What brings you to a place like this? Are you a resident or just visiting?”
"Well the host is an author and was taken from a different universe by the God Khemet, the Lord of Chaos and is forced right now to write a book detailing every creature life ever." The Writer shrugs "I am all his sin, his destruction, his evilness."
“Wow, that’s pretty crazy, though it guess with a god of chaos in the mix that shouldn’t be a surprise. Sounds like an impossible task though.”
"Mn, It is.. especially since he constantly wants to slack off." T-W grumbles, folding his arms.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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
"Same thing, just set up inside the circle if you don't want to get hurt." He shrugs, chuckling.
“Oh, alright then. Thank you.” Leo says with a smile as he looks down at the marble before pocketing it again. “Says, would you happen to know and magic shops in town? It’s good to see what the local magic trade is like when coming to a new area.”
"Mhm. A few shops are run by those who frequent the tavern often. Numerous archmages, magi's, witches, wizards, very many."
“Wonderful, sounds like we might be able to find some new things to study and research then. What about you? What brings you to a place like this? Are you a resident or just visiting?”
"Well the host is an author and was taken from a different universe by the God Khemet, the Lord of Chaos and is forced right now to write a book detailing every creature life ever." The Writer shrugs "I am all his sin, his destruction, his evilness."
“Wow, that’s pretty crazy, though it guess with a god of chaos in the mix that shouldn’t be a surprise. Sounds like an impossible task though.”
"Mn, It is.. especially since he constantly wants to slack off." T-W grumbles, folding his arms.
“A procrastinator, huh? Yeah, I can see how that would be frustrating. Not that I’m one to try and cross a god or anything, defying the gods would be Asada’s pastime not mine, but have you tried finding a way to get out of this predicament of yours?” Leo asks curiously.
Taika's on break in the tavern, silk hat on the bar beside him, swirling the brandy in his glass as he takes a deep breath. Bug, the golem he was trying to sell, sits next to him with an untouched glass of water.
*anyone open i'd like to rp*
*um. uh... back again dudes!*
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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
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*Sorry 'bout the delay*
Omori moves over to see how the cake turned 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)
"No, we can justs sniff out those like us." He bows "I am The Writer. You saw Scott walking towards you, he is our host."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Took a while to realize what was actually going on here.*
"Take as much as you need. I can always get more."
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, well it’s nice to meet you. I would be considered the host for us I suppose, though our situation is a bit abnormal….” Leo says, musing a bit, before speaking up again. “Anyways, did you say you might know a place we could set up shop at?”
He nods and points towards the tavern "They allow tents to be set up in the forest around it."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Oh no, sorry I wasn’t making myself clear.” He says pulling out the small glowing purple marble. “I’m trying to find a place to set up Asada’s wizard tower. It’s a pretty big structure and we don’t want to cause any damage.”
"Same thing, just set up inside the circle if you don't want to get hurt." He shrugs, chuckling.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Oh, alright then. Thank you.” Leo says with a smile as he looks down at the marble before pocketing it again. “Says, would you happen to know and magic shops in town? It’s good to see what the local magic trade is like when coming to a new area.”
"Mhm. A few shops are run by those who frequent the tavern often. Numerous archmages, magi's, witches, wizards, very many."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*So there is a type of occult ritual called libation, which is basically just feeding the ghosts for power.*
*I'm thinking of making a magic system based on it for a second time.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Wonderful, sounds like we might be able to find some new things to study and research then. What about you? What brings you to a place like this? Are you a resident or just visiting?”
"Well the host is an author and was taken from a different universe by the God Khemet, the Lord of Chaos and is forced right now to write a book detailing every creature life ever." The Writer shrugs "I am all his sin, his destruction, his evilness."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Wow, that’s pretty crazy, though it guess with a god of chaos in the mix that shouldn’t be a surprise. Sounds like an impossible task though.”
"Mn, It is.. especially since he constantly wants to slack off." T-W grumbles, folding his arms.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(you want to rp wendo)
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
“A procrastinator, huh? Yeah, I can see how that would be frustrating. Not that I’m one to try and cross a god or anything, defying the gods would be Asada’s pastime not mine, but have you tried finding a way to get out of this predicament of yours?” Leo asks curiously.
*Goodnight, goobers.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Good night*
*For now, I shall return to the bog once more. Good night, everyone!*
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)
*um. uh... back again dudes!*
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