Sparrow is celebrating the success of Stroth's surgery, and is definitely not sober anymore. He's begun drinking to the point where he should be unconscious, but he isn't. He can help but cheer.
Merabelle is in the forest, painting the scenery on a canvas using whatever colors, occasionally making happy little accidents, Bob Ross style.
Thane is kinda just unsure what to do anymore, kinda just existing with everyone else, holding a coin in his hands that leads to the home of the Valentine Sisters.
Grimes is in the void, and beginning to slightly reconsider his choices.
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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.'
Sparrow is celebrating the success of Stroth's surgery, and is definitely not sober anymore. He's begun drinking to the point where he should be unconscious, but he isn't. He can help but cheer.
Merabelle is in the forest, painting the scenery on a canvas using whatever colors, occasionally making happy little accidents, Bob Ross style.
Thane is kinda just unsure what to do anymore, kinda just existing with everyone else, holding a coin in his hands that leads to the home of the Valentine Sisters.
Grimes is in the void, and beginning to slightly reconsider his choices.
*Herald: Hey, I am going to use your face to commit multiple crimes in the name of good. In return for this, I will pin the crimes on you.*
Stroth is equally drunk, playing poker and lying horribly.
Arthur is watching the revelries, laughing a bit at the sight of the gang.
Sparrow is celebrating the success of Stroth's surgery, and is definitely not sober anymore. He's begun drinking to the point where he should be unconscious, but he isn't. He can help but cheer.
Merabelle is in the forest, painting the scenery on a canvas using whatever colors, occasionally making happy little accidents, Bob Ross style.
Thane is kinda just unsure what to do anymore, kinda just existing with everyone else, holding a coin in his hands that leads to the home of the Valentine Sisters.
Grimes is in the void, and beginning to slightly reconsider his choices.
*Herald: Hey, I am going to use your face to commit multiple crimes in the name of good. In return for this, I will pin the crimes on you.*
Stroth is equally drunk, playing poker and lying horribly.
Arthur is watching the revelries, laughing a bit at the sight of the gang.
*You know, now that I think about it, that doesn't sound very good.*
He reaches over her shoulder, and drunkenly kisses her on the lips for a long minute.
Merabelle walks out of the forest, standing next to Arthur, in her paint stained overalls, a canvas in her hand.
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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.'
Sparrow is celebrating the success of Stroth's surgery, and is definitely not sober anymore. He's begun drinking to the point where he should be unconscious, but he isn't. He can help but cheer.
Merabelle is in the forest, painting the scenery on a canvas using whatever colors, occasionally making happy little accidents, Bob Ross style.
Thane is kinda just unsure what to do anymore, kinda just existing with everyone else, holding a coin in his hands that leads to the home of the Valentine Sisters.
Grimes is in the void, and beginning to slightly reconsider his choices.
*Herald: Hey, I am going to use your face to commit multiple crimes in the name of good. In return for this, I will pin the crimes on you.*
Stroth is equally drunk, playing poker and lying horribly.
Arthur is watching the revelries, laughing a bit at the sight of the gang.
*You know, now that I think about it, that doesn't sound very good.*
He reaches over her shoulder, and drunkenly kisses her on the lips for a long minute.
Merabelle walks out of the forest, standing next to Arthur, in her paint stained overalls, a canvas in her hand.
She kisses him back, cackling madly. She snuggles against him happily.
It goes down on all fours, its head tilting sideways as it snarls. "Magos." it hisses.
He snatches it back. "no!" he then offers them to the kids.
"You were to him madam." he then flicks his own forehead. "Forgive me. I am Ladon. This is Stormcutter." he motions to the small dragon who's head is peeking over his shoulder.
"I don't care, please leave." He says, eyes narrowing.
She grumbles and jumps down. Soul bops her with a sword and grins. She pretends to die in a dramatic way.
She stands and curties "hello, a pleasure to meet you."
*Dearest apologies. was consuming food to stay alive*
Its mask falls away to show three glowing eyes. "Not good.." theren mumbles
Phoenix chuckles
He nods. "Pleasure to meet you as well." the dragon then nuzzles her hand
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Well, I have a lot of froghemoth still, but it's pickled now, which is a much different experience from tempura. I have some dry-aged Cave Fisher if you're feeling a bit boozy today, and of course my famous owlbear claw crackers as an appetizer. Oh, and I have a basilisk balut coming in later today if you're up for something really odd."
"Hm...they all sound rather interesting,so I'll try all that I think. It's been a bit since I have eaten." Asada says after thinks for a bit. He takes out his coin purse and takes out his payment.
Felix counts out 10 gold, takes them, and quickly gathers the edible artifacts and places them on the bar, along with a horn filled with a blue, frothy liquid. "Fermented giant spider venom. Purple worm venom was a bit expensive and I haven't been able to get more of it."
"Maybe Leo, Noctis, and I can acquire some more purple worm venom for you?" He says as he picks up the horn and inspects the liquid curiously. "I need some more for my current alchemical projects so it wouldn't be going out of my way. Would just need to figure out the closes natural habitat for them here in this realm." He says as he takes a sip of the liquid, savory the flavor for a bit.
She kisses him back, cackling madly. She snuggles against him happily.
Arthur smiles "Howdy Merabelle. How're ya?"
He finishes his drink, beginning to help her with poker, his arms over her shoulders, wrapping around her head. His pokerface is better, his luck is much worse.
Merabelle turns down to look at Arthur "Oh hey Arthur, doin' good. How ya doin' sweetheart?"
Felix counts out 10 gold, takes them, and quickly gathers the edible artifacts and places them on the bar, along with a horn filled with a blue, frothy liquid. "Fermented giant spider venom. Purple worm venom was a bit expensive and I haven't been able to get more of it."
"Maybe Leo, Noctis, and I can acquire some more purple worm venom for you?" He says as he picks up the horn and inspects the liquid curiously. "I need some more for my current alchemical projects so it wouldn't be going out of my way. Would just need to figure out the closes natural habitat for them here in this realm." He says as he takes a sip of the liquid, savory the flavor for a bit.
It's quite sweet and almost cheesy. "That would be great! Business has been booming lately, so I can probably pay you for it in this world's currency."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Is that from Box Trolls? How do you do this so fast?*
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.)
*Anyway, Cowboys*
Sparrow is celebrating the success of Stroth's surgery, and is definitely not sober anymore. He's begun drinking to the point where he should be unconscious, but he isn't. He can help but cheer.
Merabelle is in the forest, painting the scenery on a canvas using whatever colors, occasionally making happy little accidents, Bob Ross style.
Thane is kinda just unsure what to do anymore, kinda just existing with everyone else, holding a coin in his hands that leads to the home of the Valentine Sisters.
Grimes is in the void, and beginning to slightly reconsider his choices.
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.)
*Joke on you, I cant see it.*
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
(had engineering class)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Maybe I should talk to a therapist
Someone that can hear me
Every time I try to talk to someone close (someone near me)
They don't hear me (they don't hear me)
Yeah, they don't really hear me (yeah, they don't really hear me
*Herald: Hey, I am going to use your face to commit multiple crimes in the name of good. In return for this, I will pin the crimes on you.*
Stroth is equally drunk, playing poker and lying horribly.
Arthur is watching the revelries, laughing a bit at the sight of the gang.
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
*You know, now that I think about it, that doesn't sound very good.*
He reaches over her shoulder, and drunkenly kisses her on the lips for a long minute.
Merabelle walks out of the forest, standing next to Arthur, in her paint stained overalls, a canvas in her hand.
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.)
She kisses him back, cackling madly. She snuggles against him happily.
Arthur smiles "Howdy Merabelle. How're ya?"
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
(you want to rp wendo?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Maybe I should talk to a therapist
Someone that can hear me
Every time I try to talk to someone close (someone near me)
They don't hear me (they don't hear me)
Yeah, they don't really hear me (yeah, they don't really hear me
*sure!*
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
(who you got)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Maybe I should talk to a therapist
Someone that can hear me
Every time I try to talk to someone close (someone near me)
They don't hear me (they don't hear me)
Yeah, they don't really hear me (yeah, they don't really hear me
*Everything and everyone lol*
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
(thanks for narrowing it down lol)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Maybe I should talk to a therapist
Someone that can hear me
Every time I try to talk to someone close (someone near me)
They don't hear me (they don't hear me)
Yeah, they don't really hear me (yeah, they don't really hear me
*Dearest apologies. was consuming food to stay alive*
Its mask falls away to show three glowing eyes. "Not good.." theren mumbles
Phoenix chuckles
He nods. "Pleasure to meet you as well." the dragon then nuzzles her hand
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Granny Greasegrip is putting up posters rallying the forces of darkness for a night of violence and chaos against the Valentine Sisters.
Felix is sleeping in the library, surrounded by books on the occult.
A new coffee shop has opened up, run by a pale man with short, dark brown hair, a spiffy outfit, and beautiful features.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Maybe Leo, Noctis, and I can acquire some more purple worm venom for you?" He says as he picks up the horn and inspects the liquid curiously. "I need some more for my current alchemical projects so it wouldn't be going out of my way. Would just need to figure out the closes natural habitat for them here in this realm." He says as he takes a sip of the liquid, savory the flavor for a bit.
He finishes his drink, beginning to help her with poker, his arms over her shoulders, wrapping around her head. His pokerface is better, his luck is much worse.
Merabelle turns down to look at Arthur "Oh hey Arthur, doin' good. How ya doin' sweetheart?"
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 quite sweet and almost cheesy. "That would be great! Business has been booming lately, so I can probably pay you for it in this world's currency."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"That's good. I'm... I'm doing alright myself." She seems truthful about how she feels, though there is something else on her mind as well.
She chuckles a bit. "Thanks, I'm glad I got to help. You're my friend too."
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)
*Welp, things got quiet again.*
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.)