She looks up, her crimson eyes meeting his. The inner circle of her eyes is flecked with gold and black. She smiles back, baring sharp teeth at him, and waving back.
The Herald walks over, tilting his head "Mind if I..?" He gestures to the cigarette.
He eventually puts her back down, kissing her softly.
He raises an eyebrow in interest, but does not wish to intrude on what they may be doing, his own eyes void black, with no pupils whatsoever. He returns to his book.
He turns to them, taking the cigarette out, looking at them with blood red irises "Do you want your own? I've got some to spare."
She kisses him back, holding his face in her hands.
She walks over to him and smiles "May I buy you a drink, dear?" She asks, her voice soft.
He nods and chuckles "I'll take whatever you are willing to give."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Omori is at the Inn, making a sketch of something, enjoying her regained ability to interact with objects without fear of cutting them to pieces.
Kiko is back at her studio, painting a landscape. Nothing has changed about her appearance, unlike what happened with Omori- likely because she didn't really have a body before she became an Abomination. The process is taking more time than it did when T-FM was helping her, and there are moments where she makes mistakes, but she's enjoying making it nonetheless.
Stroth appears behind Kiko, giggling madly "I have a favor ask!"
She turns in her chair to face Stroth, grinning. "What is it?"
"You want to help me with surgery?"
"Absolutely! What specifically do you want help with?"
"Keep me awake while I perform it because I am doing it on myself!!"
"Sure, sounds simple enough. What's the operation for?"
She pulls out a blueprint, rather comically, and points to numerous things. Adrenal glands, numerous other hormonal glands, and numerous other things.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She kisses him back, holding his face in her hands.
She walks over to him and smiles "May I buy you a drink, dear?" She asks, her voice soft.
He nods and chuckles "I'll take whatever you are willing to give."
He wraps his arms around her waist, beaming with joy "I can't wait."
He looks back up from the book, nodding softly "If only I can buy you something to eat, madam." He says politely, if anything remembering to be a man of manners.
He taps out a cigarette, holding open the box to them "Take whatever you want, they're stronger than usual, mind that."
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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.'
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
She kisses him back, holding his face in her hands.
She walks over to him and smiles "May I buy you a drink, dear?" She asks, her voice soft.
He nods and chuckles "I'll take whatever you are willing to give."
He wraps his arms around her waist, beaming with joy "I can't wait."
He looks back up from the book, nodding softly "If only I can buy you something to eat, madam." He says politely, if anything remembering to be a man of manners.
He taps out a cigarette, holding open the box to them "Take whatever you want, they're stronger than usual, mind that."
"KK has agreed to help us out as well. Their artistic vision should help me out for the most part." She grins.
"I would love nothing more." She grins again and disappears. She comes back with two wine glasses with viscous red liquid in it.
"I'll take it. My drug tolerance is rather high." He chuckles.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"KK has agreed to help us out as well. Their artistic vision should help me out for the most part." She grins.
"I would love nothing more." She grins again and disappears. She comes back with two wine glasses with viscous red liquid in it.
"I'll take it. My drug tolerance is rather high." He chuckles.
"That's amazin', wherever you'll need me, I'll be. Just let me fix up these wounds of mine." He presses the celestial glove against his chest, the wounds closing.
By the time she returns there are two small meals for each of them, a small crepe for each of them for dessert "How wonderful, it has been quite some time since I've had... experience similar to this one."
He tosses one of them to him, blowing smoke from his nose, "Donquixote, who are you?"
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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.'
"KK has agreed to help us out as well. Their artistic vision should help me out for the most part." She grins.
"I would love nothing more." She grins again and disappears. She comes back with two wine glasses with viscous red liquid in it.
"I'll take it. My drug tolerance is rather high." He chuckles.
"That's amazin', wherever you'll need me, I'll be. Just let me fix up these wounds of mine." He presses the celestial glove against his chest, the wounds closing.
By the time she returns there are two small meals for each of them, a small crepe for each of them for dessert "How wonderful, it has been quite some time since I've had... experience similar to this one."
He tosses one of them to him, blowing smoke from his nose, "Donquixote, who are you?"
She huffs "I didn't even see those!" She begins to help him heal those.
"As have I my dear, I was afraid we would be few and far between here but I am pleasantly surprised!" She chirps.
"Call me Corpus." he chuckles and lights it with a wave of his hand. "A pleasure my friend."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Omori is at the Inn, making a sketch of something, enjoying her regained ability to interact with objects without fear of cutting them to pieces.
Kiko is back at her studio, painting a landscape. Nothing has changed about her appearance, unlike what happened with Omori- likely because she didn't really have a body before she became an Abomination. The process is taking more time than it did when T-FM was helping her, and there are moments where she makes mistakes, but she's enjoying making it nonetheless.
Stroth appears behind Kiko, giggling madly "I have a favor ask!"
She turns in her chair to face Stroth, grinning. "What is it?"
"You want to help me with surgery?"
"Absolutely! What specifically do you want help with?"
"Keep me awake while I perform it because I am doing it on myself!!"
"Sure, sounds simple enough. What's the operation for?"
She pulls out a blueprint, rather comically, and points to numerous things. Adrenal glands, numerous other hormonal glands, and numerous other things.
Kiko takes in all the info presented. "Sounds like it'll be interesting. Yeah, of course I'll help!"
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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)
Omori is at the Inn, making a sketch of something, enjoying her regained ability to interact with objects without fear of cutting them to pieces.
Kiko is back at her studio, painting a landscape. Nothing has changed about her appearance, unlike what happened with Omori- likely because she didn't really have a body before she became an Abomination. The process is taking more time than it did when T-FM was helping her, and there are moments where she makes mistakes, but she's enjoying making it nonetheless.
Stroth appears behind Kiko, giggling madly "I have a favor ask!"
She turns in her chair to face Stroth, grinning. "What is it?"
"You want to help me with surgery?"
"Absolutely! What specifically do you want help with?"
"Keep me awake while I perform it because I am doing it on myself!!"
"Sure, sounds simple enough. What's the operation for?"
She pulls out a blueprint, rather comically, and points to numerous things. Adrenal glands, numerous other hormonal glands, and numerous other things.
Kiko takes in all the info presented. "Sounds like it'll be interesting. Yeah, of course I'll help!"
She bows and grins "You mind if I pay you for it? Could be awhile and I could take you from your work."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Omori is at the Inn, making a sketch of something, enjoying her regained ability to interact with objects without fear of cutting them to pieces.
Damian slides over an omelette, one of the dishes he is especially good at making. He smiles at them softly and warmly "What are you drawing there."
She shows the paper to him- it's a simple sketch of an old cabin in the woods. "Oh, hello! It's... well, I'm not sure where it is, but it's of something I kinda remember from somewhere."
He looks at the drawing and nods "Memories forgotten, I understand. Would you like something to eat? The mind works best when your stomach is full. Or at least that's what I'm often told."
"Yeah, hoping the memories will be a little less forgotten if I can visualize them. Sure, that sounds nice. Thank you."
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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)
Omori is at the Inn, making a sketch of something, enjoying her regained ability to interact with objects without fear of cutting them to pieces.
Damian slides over an omelette, one of the dishes he is especially good at making. He smiles at them softly and warmly "What are you drawing there."
She shows the paper to him- it's a simple sketch of an old cabin in the woods. "Oh, hello! It's... well, I'm not sure where it is, but it's of something I kinda remember from somewhere."
He looks at the drawing and nods "Memories forgotten, I understand. Would you like something to eat? The mind works best when your stomach is full. Or at least that's what I'm often told."
"Yeah, hoping the memories will be a little less forgotten if I can visualize them. Sure, that sounds nice. Thank you."
"It's the least I could do, after all, I'm the cook." He chuckles, beginning to make something for them, humming a song to himself.
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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.'
She thinks about it for a moment. "I mean, you can if you wish, but I don't mind either way. I don't have a radio channel to co-host anymore, and the canvas isn't going anywhere, so I'm fine if it takes a while."
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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 kisses him back, holding his face in her hands.
She walks over to him and smiles "May I buy you a drink, dear?" She asks, her voice soft.
He nods and chuckles "I'll take whatever you are willing to give."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She pulls out a blueprint, rather comically, and points to numerous things. Adrenal glands, numerous other hormonal glands, and numerous other things.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He wraps his arms around her waist, beaming with joy "I can't wait."
He looks back up from the book, nodding softly "If only I can buy you something to eat, madam." He says politely, if anything remembering to be a man of manners.
He taps out a cigarette, holding open the box to them "Take whatever you want, they're stronger than usual, mind that."
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.)
(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
"KK has agreed to help us out as well. Their artistic vision should help me out for the most part." She grins.
"I would love nothing more." She grins again and disappears. She comes back with two wine glasses with viscous red liquid in it.
"I'll take it. My drug tolerance is rather high." He chuckles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Good Morning. Characters I am supplying for today*
Theren is carving a small figurine out of wood while sitting inside, grumbling about the cold.
Phoenix is baking holiday cookies smiling happily.
-open slot for y'all to choose anyone-
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Lore is beside him, knitting sweaters because she is feeling goofy.
Phoenix feels eyes watching him from afar. Across the way is a man wearing full black with a plain black mask.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"That's amazin', wherever you'll need me, I'll be. Just let me fix up these wounds of mine." He presses the celestial glove against his chest, the wounds closing.
By the time she returns there are two small meals for each of them, a small crepe for each of them for dessert "How wonderful, it has been quite some time since I've had... experience similar to this one."
He tosses one of them to him, blowing smoke from his nose, "Donquixote, who are you?"
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.)
Theren grumbles something about the cold as he nicks his thumb with the knife.
Phoenix's smile waves as he reaches for an empty holster.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She huffs "I didn't even see those!" She begins to help him heal those.
"As have I my dear, I was afraid we would be few and far between here but I am pleasantly surprised!" She chirps.
"Call me Corpus." he chuckles and lights it with a wave of his hand. "A pleasure my friend."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Lore huffs and leans over, healing it for him. "No need to be bleeding dear, it's cold enough." She grins.
They flips a blade in their right hand, a dagger of sorts.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Kiko takes in all the info presented. "Sounds like it'll be interesting. Yeah, of course I'll help!"
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 bows and grins "You mind if I pay you for it? Could be awhile and I could take you from your work."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Yeah, hoping the memories will be a little less forgotten if I can visualize them. Sure, that sounds nice. Thank you."
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)
He grumbles. "Yeah I know I know."
Phoenix grabs a chefs knife.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He shakes his head "Don't worry 'bout these none, I always get hurt, just part of the job."
He closes his book, memorizing the page to come back to it later "Nothing quite the same as a pleasant surprise is there?" He chuckles softly.
"We aren't friends yet, pleasure is all mine." He blows a ring of fire into the air, dispersing soon after.
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.)
"It's the least I could do, after all, I'm the cook." He chuckles, beginning to make something for them, humming a song to himself.
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.)
*Snippet for Kiko and Stroth*
She thinks about it for a moment. "I mean, you can if you wish, but I don't mind either way. I don't have a radio channel to co-host anymore, and the canvas isn't going anywhere, so I'm fine if it takes a while."
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 kisses the top of his head "Good."
He chuckles and stands up.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Good morning.*
Sparrow happily walks into the inn, lighting himself a cigarette. He sees the figurine and respectfully nods, being someone carves himself.
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.)